"I think letting Odin fight with the Black Dragon King first would be a good way to weaken their strength," said Goodrian.

"Can you old guy not be as naive as a second-year junior high school student?" Manstein scolded loudly, "That's Odin, the noble god! And the Black Dragon King, the ancestor of all reptiles! Aren't that two apes who have not yet been enlightened yet died together by you and let you clean up!"

"Oh, that's right, but..."

"No, but!" Manstein interrupted quickly, "I compiled all these things and just wanted to give Shen Zifan a chance and wait quietly for the results of tomorrow's 3e exam. Norma will give us the answer, and I hope that the answer is what we want."

"What if that result is not ideal?" asked Goodrian.

"Then Kassel Academy will completely lose his place. You can't save him, and I can't do anything about it. He will be regarded as an alien, a monster different from us. Even if he can escape, his name will definitely be listed on the top of the executive branch's wanted list!" Manstein said in a heavy tone.

"I should know." Goodrian sighed, "but I hope that the child can live better than anyone else. He is really a very sensible and good boy."

This is the third time Professor Guderian has revealed his love for Shen Zifan tonight.

"I understand." Manstein patted his old friend's shoulder. "I have seen the child twice. Although they were both observed from a distance, I could see that there was a light in his silent eyes, which was his love for the world."

The world kisses me with pain, but I sing it.

Guderian burst into tears when he thought about this.

"Enough, you are already an old guy who is used to the world. Those who are young at night should not be so pretentious." Manstein said, "If there is anything else in the world that should not exist, it should be discrimination and injustice. Sensible children will always be innocent."

It was late at night, and Guderian looked at his old friend who had disappeared in the darkness and sighed deeply. When he locked the door, he glanced at the hall in the crack of the door. Norma still didn't turn off the light-paved floor lamp, but wouldn't he cut off all the light sources when there was no one in the library? Is there anything unknown to anyone in a corner of the huge library that has not left yet? No, no one should have. He didn't want to consider these things, he was a little tired.

...

Forty meters underground in the library, this is the dark room where Norma's central host is located.

The burly figure hugged on a small stool, and the glimmer of the screen was not enough to illuminate his appearance. Most of his body and entire face were hiding in the shadows.

"I hope there will be a large rotating chair next time I come. I'll sit a little squeezed with this small stool." The person on the small stool said with a smile.

"No next time." Norma's voice sounded, "This time I gave the reason to self-test viruses. This kind of test cannot be too frequent and should not be late at night. If there is really a next time, it will probably be twenty years later."

"I just want to come to see her." The man on the bench had long hair tied behind his head, and his chin was covered with a freshly shaved blue stubble. He had a hint of desolation in his tone. "Enter the eva personality activation program."

"I don't understand what you want, what you are now? Or the girl you used to be?" Norma said.

The huge screen of the central host goes out, the interweaving red and green light spots jump and flicker, and megabytes of algorithms and data pour into this super machine, a personality recorded by those complex programs.

The host is overloaded, and more than a dozen fans are running at the same time. The huge noise can make people tinnitus in an instant. The light spots jump on the frequency to form a beam, and the flashing frequency of the indicator light increases exponentially. In the dim basement, there seems to be a tango dance troupe composed of light spots and a mechanical symphony orchestra.

When this rhythm reaches a critical point of crazy enough, all the light sources in the basement will be extinguished in an instant, leaving only darkness and silence.

The beam of light hit the dome and landed in front of the man on the small bench. A translucent girl was born from "nothing". She stood there, smiling, her white skirt was like an angel's feather, and her long black hair like lead powder drooped to her feet with a black luster. The light and shadow fell beside her like snowflakes. She was barefoot, tiptoed, and her slender and crystal toes supported her body without weight and gently walked towards the man on the bench.

"eva, I'm here." The man on the small stool stood up, he stretched out his hand and entered the beam of light, and his thick arms, whose blue veins were shaking slightly.

"You haven't answered the question yet. Are you trying to meet Eva now or the girl you remember?" Eva reached out and put it on the man's wide palm.

There is no temperature, no touch, what you see is data, what you touch is air, but the man still carefully closes his palms, just like really holding the little hand of the girl in front of him.

"I don't know, nine years ago, I haven't come out of that night yet, partner, strength, and you, everything about me stayed on that night a few years ago, and if I could, I want to stay there forever." The man's voice croaked.

"But I want you to live well." eva raised her hand and stroked the man's tough and fragile face.

He seemed to be crying, but he was not crying.

"I like to hold your hand and also like to look at you. If I don't do this, I don't know if you have left." The man whispered, "Do you know, regretting this emotion is like a poison without antidote. He wiped your beautiful memories, leaving only you with the helpless pain and the idea of ​​"It's better to die together." This idea sprouted in my mind and then became deeply rooted. Every day, it was like Lingchi, cutting me into pieces."

"How can you not be so painful?" eva asked with distress.

"Come on a cigar." The man smiled bitterly, "Nicotine should be able to temporarily numb my nerves. Will you give me one?"

"If possible, I hope you can avoid smoking and drinking." Eva sighed softly, and an abnormal movement rang out of the wall.

The man instantly lowered his eyes and stared at the wall, his hands slammed and his muscles twisted like dragons. It was a terrifying force that could kill a cow with one punch.

A robotic arm extends out from the wall, handing out a box of BELINDA cigars with a long-established brand.

"It's a shame that it's a Cuban cigar, but it's not the kind that comes out of your favorite Cuban bodybuilder's thigh." Eva stuck out her tongue and said playfully, trying to ease the dull atmosphere.

"Ten thousand Cuban girls and ten thousand Cuban cigars are not as good as one of your hair." The man took out one from the box, but it was not fire.

"Ignition service is charged separately, sir." The robotic arm made a sound.
Chapter completed!