Pirate's reading will become stronger

On O'Hara's side, Little Robin carried Chen Mo back to his room. In a trance, he didn't notice why Chen Mo fell in mid-air.

Chen Mo, who was lying on Little Robin's back, was also big-hearted. Although he noticed that Little Robin's mood was a little abnormal, he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, this is Sister Robin who is better than himself in almost everything, Chen Mo felt that instead of worrying about her, it would be more practical to think about his own problems.

When Chen Mo returned to the room, as in the past, he took the books that Robin had prepared for him, and read them quietly.

And the little Robin next to him, not like in the past, sat quietly beside Chen Mo, looking at his books.

At this moment, little Robin was upset, and just stared blankly ahead.

As soon as he had some free time, little Robin couldn't help but recall the encounter in the basement of the Tree of Omniscientity.

The basement, which had always been empty, suddenly stored the "historical text" stele, one of the ultimate pursuits of archaeologists.

The professors he admired were actually studying the "hundred years of blankness" that the world government strictly prohibited from studying.

What surprised little Robin even more was that he could roughly understand the "historical text".

Horrified, Little Robin accidentally made a noise.

In the silent environment, this sound is no different from thunder.

Little Robin, knowing that he was exposed, had no choice but to take the initiative to stand in front of Dr. Cloba in order to avoid misunderstanding.

"Dr. Keluoba, I'm sorry!" Little Robin said timidly when many doctors were surprised by the appearance of Little Robin.

At this moment, many archaeologists looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Little Robin said bravely. "I want to help you. Can you let me get involved?"

"Little Robin, do you know what we are doing?" Dr. Keluoba led the crowd and asked.

"You know, study the 'Blank Hundred Years' through the 'Historical Text'!" said little Robin.

"Then you still dare to talk nonsense here?" Dr. Keluoba said with an angry smile. "Immediately get out of this old man, leave the tree of omniscience, if I let this old man know that you dare to speak out about this place..."

After a moment of silence, Dr. Keluba continued. "If you dare to speak out, I will remove your name from the Tree of Omniscience, and you will be forbidden to borrow books from the Tree of Omniscience forever!"

"But, but I can also understand the text on the 'History Text', why am I not allowed to participate?" Little Robin clenched his little fists and questioned himself.

"how is this possible?"

Suddenly, the archaeologists exclaimed.

After all, even the knowledgeable Dr. Keluoba dare not claim to be able to understand all the text on the "historical text".

"If you don't believe me, I'll read it to you!" Little Robin stared at the "Historical Text" stone tablet and shouted while interpreting the text above. "In the year 621 of the Haiyuan calendar, the name is Im..."

"Shut up!!!" Dr. Klobal gasped in horror, interrupting Robin's interpretation.

"This is not an area that you, a little girl, can interpret. All interpretations are wrong. Don't insult the ancient text."

"In the future, without the old man's permission, you are strictly forbidden to decipher the ancient text." Dr. Keluoba said hastily.

"But it clearly says so!" Little Robin said firmly.

"Shut up, you are absolutely wrong. In order not to insult the reputation of the Omniscient Tree, you are strictly prohibited from talking nonsense in the outside world in the future, let alone claiming that you can interpret ancient texts!" Dr. Cloba said, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Dr. Keluba paused for a moment, fumbled out an archaeologist badge symbolizing the recognition of the Tree of Omniscientism from his body, threw it into Little Robin's hand, and said.

"Now, this badge is yours. Get the old man out of the tree of omniscience immediately." Dr. Keluoba cursed in a nasty tone.

Suddenly, Dr. Keluoba thought of another Chen Mo who was more talented than Little Robin. Since Little Robin can understand ancient characters in such an age, maybe Chen Mo can do it too!

"Bring Xiaomo, you two get out of here, stay as far away as possible, and don't come back without the old man's permission!" Dr. Keluoba roared.

"But, I really want to help you!" Little Robin was scolded by Dr. Klopp who was usually very kind, and his eyes were slightly wet due to grievances, but he still insisted on saying. "I can definitely help!"

"Go away!!!" Dr. Cloba endured the heartache, and in a hurry, he slapped little Robin hard on the face.

Suddenly, the many archaeologists standing behind could hardly help but step forward to persuade Dr. Cloba and comfort the little Robin who was like his own child.

But thinking of the result of being soft-hearted for a moment, many archaeologists still suppressed their sadness and stopped their steps.

Little Robin was directly stunned by Dr. Keluoba's slap, and felt that his face was in hot pain, and it hurt to the bottom of his heart and soul.

Seeing Dr. Keluoba turning his back relentlessly, Little Robin shed tears, suppressed sobs, and left the basement as if fleeing.

But what Little Robin didn't see was that Dr. Klopp, who was facing away from her at the moment, had tears running down his face, and he was crying muddled, but he bit his lips tightly, trying not to make the slightest sound.

When he heard the sound of little Robin's footsteps gradually going away, Dr. Keluoba couldn't bear it anymore, and sat down on the ground in a trance, crying bitterly.

"I actually slapped little Robin, how could I do this? Wuwuwu..."

Crying and crying, Dr. Kloba frantically twitched his old face with both hands, and said while beating. "Little Robin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are still young, you can't die with us old guys, you can't die yet..."

The rest of the archaeologists stepped forward one after another and patted Dr. Keluoba on the shoulder comfortingly, with tears in their eyes, but they didn't say a word!

After a long time, Dr. Keluba gradually calmed down, grabbed the palm of his colleague, and struggled to stand up.

"Everyone, little Robin can be so good, our tree of omniscience has an archaeological successor!"

When many archaeologists heard this, they couldn't help showing a bit of happiness and pride on their heavy faces.

After all, little Robin can be regarded as they watched him grow up, like their apprentice and their child.

"What we have done, since the moment the world government noticed it, has already doomed our end."

"The best is life imprisonment, the worst is to be shot on the spot, no big deal!"

"In order to return the 'blank hundred years' to the world, to fill in the gaps in the history of human development, and for the progress of mankind, we will not regret dying!"

"Everyone, let's continue our mission!" Dr. Keluoba stood staggeringly, but his tone was extremely firm.

Many archaeologists, with pilgrim-like perseverance on their faces, once again devoted themselves to research non-stop.

For hundreds of years, the Tree of Omniscient has secretly accumulated a large number of scattered rubbing texts of the "Historical Text". However, it has always lacked a real "Historical Text" stone tablet, making it difficult to determine the true ordering and interpretation of the ancient texts.

After all, more than a dozen different sentences are arranged in different ways, and the semantics are very different.

And now, this "Historical Text" stone tablet will be like a key, able to connect hundreds of years of research by archaeologists on the Tree of Omniscience, directly leading to the door to the truth of the "Blank Hundred Years"!

Dr. Keluba feels that they are very close to the finish line! ! !

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