before he was crowned king

"Parker." Sean called out.

He didn't get any response, and the figure sitting at the table seemed to be completely immersed in his own alchemy world.Sean didn't bother again, but stood silently behind Parker, browsing the dense deduction process line by line on the paper.

"This is not good, this is not good, there must be something that can restore and offset the phenomenon." When writing the last piece, the young man who had been quietly muttered suddenly, and became irritable.The quill was transferred from his left hand to his right hand, and the bleeding fingertips hooked the pen holder and rubbed back and forth, while the right hand hung down, and the five fingers flexed and stretched irregularly.

After a while, his right hand stopped moving, and he held a pen with his left hand to write a series of numbers on the paper.

"Imbalanced...how could it be...wrong again?" After comparing the data before and after, the boy gritted his teeth clearly, and the pen tip slashed across the paper, trying to cross out all the last few lines of inference.

Someone grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"Stop it, Parker."

"Don't bother me..." In the middle of speaking, as if realizing something, the person who was blocked immediately fell silent.

He was like a frightened gray rabbit, trembling uncontrollably.

"Parker, relax, your current state is not suitable for further research." Seeing that Parker was no longer moving, Sean took off the pen from the opponent's hand and put it aside.

"Xi, Xi...en..." The person sitting there opened his mouth slowly, his voice was trembling violently, and his spirit seemed to be in a state of extreme nervousness and panic, "Yes, I'm sorry, I don't know if it's...it's not what you want like... I..."

Parker's eyes were a little dazed, he opened his mouth to exhale, he moved his hands and feet lightly and awkwardly, and frantically recalled his previous words and deeds in his mind.

"You are too anxious."

"Yes, yes, I think I'm too anxious." Parker repeated in a low voice with a stiff face.

"Drink some water first."

"Thank...thank you." Parker eagerly wanted to take the cup, but the momentary weakness in his wrist prevented him from holding it.

"Be careful." Sean pressed his fingertips against the bottom of the cup.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Parker apologized hastily, while staring at the hands that the two accidentally touched, his throat kept swallowing.

As if trying to suppress the burning heat in his heart, he held the cup tightly and drank water in big gulps.

"Would you like some more?" Sean asked.

The ears covered by the broken hair were hot and hot, Parker couldn't speak, he could only nod.

The light red water poured into the teapot along the beautifully curved spout, and the heat from the palm of the hand slowly spread along the skin to Parker's tense body.

"How long have you been here?" Sean looked around at the chaotic environment.

"I, I don't know... about one day... on Friday, after Professor Nick left, I stayed here alone... maybe two days..." Parker's voice was a bit difficult.

Sean sighed softly, "Parker, today is Monday."

"Monday...Monday? It's already Monday?!" Parker's expression was a little dull, his eyes were dark and blue, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Yes, you've been here for almost three days." Sean bent down and began to tidy up the waste paper all over the floor.

"Three days? Then Professor Nick is coming back soon!" Parker realized that something was wrong. When he saw Sean cleaning up for himself, he quickly stood up and tried to stop him, "I'll do it myself..."

The field of vision disappeared, and Parker's eyes were pitch black. The sense of weightlessness flooded his mind and made him unable to distinguish the direction. Then, he would suddenly fall back on the seat.

When Parker opened his eyes again, he found that his mouth was full of syrup, and his mouth was full of sweet taste.

He moved his numb shoulders and found himself lying on the table.

"Take a good rest for a while." Sean sat diagonally across from him. "You have barely rested these days, and you haven't eaten on time. Your body can't hold on anymore."

"Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you. I forgot the time." Parker buried his face in his arms and quietly looked at the young man's perfect side. "At that time, I was only thinking about solving the problem, and then it was like being possessed."

"Why do you want to study... zero matter? Did Professor Nick ask you to do this?" Sean's voice paused, "I'm sorry, I accidentally saw your research content when I was packing up."

"Zero matter? What is that?" Parker raised his head slightly, curious.

"It's the kind of substance you're researching." Sean frowned slightly, and he looked at the young man with a look that didn't seem to be fake, as if he really didn't know anything about zero substance, "I see that you are already experimenting with some of its basic properties gone."

"Did you name Zero Matter? I knew that if it was Sean, I would definitely understand my guess." Parker's emotions suddenly became excited, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

"Guess?" Sean was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, Sean also believes that there is such a substance in the world, the existence of infinite transformation magic power." Parker's voice was a little passionate, "That's why you recommended me "The Sage" when discussing the 'fifth element' The book "The Principles" reminded me that theology is a derivative of ritual magic, and let me deduce the principles..."

The young man was very excited. He seemed to have finally found someone to talk to, and he kept talking about his crazy ideas, with enthusiasm overflowing in his eyes.

Sean looked at Parker, listening calmly and gently, but was shocked in his heart.

As Parker said, these words were indeed reminded by him.

But in essence, these words are just his unintentional words after reshaping the cognition of the alchemy system. If you want to really prove the rationality of it, everything must be based on the fact that zero matter does exist.

Sean can basically conclude that Parker does not know about zero matter, and it is impossible for Professor Nick to personally guide the other party's research.

Parker dared to infer the possibility of the existence of zero matter just because of his few words without contact with him. The words Sean could think of were geniuses.

Or a lunatic.

Putting seemingly irrelevant concepts together and associating them is the special thinking of a genius, but it is the paranoia of a madman to firmly believe in what others say casually.

"Parker, you are really talented." After a moment of silence, Sean said.

Hearing the idol's praise, Parker was flattered, his lips trembled with excitement, not knowing what to say.

"But this research is dangerous, do you understand?" Sean said softly.

"Danger..." Parker didn't understand.

"Magic has always been controlled by a few people, and your research is trying to deprive them of their privileges." Sean's voice was a little low, "affecting their interests."

"I, I didn't, I just wanted to explore the principles inside..." Parker finally understood the seriousness of the matter, his face turned pale, "I didn't intend to do anything bad, I..."

"They may not understand you." Sean's eyes darkened.

"I know," Parker lowered his head, "I know that."

He knows that he has always been a gloomy freak in the eyes of others, and he has long been used to being misunderstood by those who do not make progress.

It doesn't matter whether it's hitting or ridiculing, in fact, he doesn't care at all, as long as——

"Xion, you believe me, right? You must understand me, right?" Parker raised his head, his eyes implying pleading, and he looked very much like a sinner who confessed in a church.

"Of course, I understand your intention, you are just doing what you like."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Parker was relieved, he showed a smile, and said softly, "That's enough."

"But you should stop this research first, and don't let other people know, I'm worried that you will be in danger."

"Well, then I won't study it." Hearing the idol's concern, Parker's face was slightly heated, and he nodded obediently.

"Your manuscript paper needs—"

"Deal with it, dispose of it all, just burn them all." Parker said quickly, afraid of causing any trouble, he didn't seem to care about his research these days and nights at all, as if they were a pile of useless waste paper.

"It would be a pity to burn it. If you don't mind, I can save it for you. Maybe you will have the opportunity to study it in the future." Sean suggested gently.

"Okay, okay, so be it." Parker bit his lip lightly, not minding at all, but a little envious, watching the man's fingertips slide over the manuscript papers, for a moment he even fancied that if he was the pile of manuscript papers, he would alright.

"Do you have class in the morning?" Sean asked casually.

"Yes, yes."

"It's almost time, do you want to have breakfast together?" Sean looked at the time.

"Can, can I? I can eat with you... eat..."

"Of course." Sean smiled slightly, "I'm not here for a few days, and it's good that you are taking care of Professor Nick's side. It's only natural to invite you to dinner as a thank you."

"No, it's nothing." Parker couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and followed Sean excitedly out of the alchemy room.

"I'll go back to the dormitory first and put these away." Sean pointed to the manuscript paper in his arms.

"Okay, okay." Parker obediently followed behind Sean.

In fact, he already knew the location of the idol's dormitory, but he never dared to approach it.

For him, it was equivalent to a sacred forbidden area, and it was simply a kind of profanity for ordinary people to set foot there.

"Please wait a moment." Sean took out the key and turned the door lock.

Parker rubbed his hands nervously, he was about to see the appearance of the Holy Land in his mind.

Clean and tidy curtains, an orderly desk, and professional alchemy books standing on wooden shelves, the whole room must be as full of wisdom and rationality as the idol himself.

This was Parker's beautiful fantasy, but when the door was pushed open, his fantasy shattered into glass shards with a cracking sound.

Clean and tidy curtains, on the well-organized desk, there are indeed books on professional alchemy standing on the wooden shelves... But why is there a black-haired man with a bare upper body?

"Xian, where did you go this morning?" Seeing Xien coming back, the man seemed very excited, "You know? It's unbelievable that there are cats that eat desserts in this world, and the leftover desserts from last night are all gone. "

Cat eating dessert?

What a joke, what kind of mental retardation is this.

Parker stood outside the door and listened, his mind was almost blank, and he even felt that the scene in front of him was like an unreal dream.

How could there be other people in his idol room?

How could such a person appear in his idol's room?Still at such a time.

What is his relationship with idols?

One by one, the questions climbed onto Parker's head like swimming water snakes, rubbing his scalp with hard and cold scales.