overnight evolution

For the next few days, I felt like I was caught in a cycle of expecting something to change and wanting to stay the same.Just like when he defeated the guy who had been bullying him for the first time, he returned home with a bruised nose and a swollen face, thankful that his mother didn't intervene, but at the same time feeling extremely disappointed.

But the situation is the best I can imagine, nothing has changed, which is fine.

Even though I felt unexplainably depressed when I saw the person's unchanged posture and behavior, I still thought it was good.

The enrollment registration that started in April will last for three days, which means that I can still have two days to live the last leisurely life. I don’t have to get up early every day to jump on the aircraft and fly across the plains to enter the city circle, and finally arrive at the academy after passing the lake. area.

Life still goes on peacefully.

Butler Ye kept dangling in front of me with his eyes closed without any guilt, as if nothing had happened.I can understand this. The object of his allegiance is not me. As long as his master is fine, even if he has to sacrifice himself, I think he will be happy.After thinking about it again, I felt that this was not impossible. Who knew what he did when a similar situation happened before.

...Forget it, it has nothing to do with me, it seems like I really care.

Anyway, I struggled to get out of bed early the next morning, and when I showed up in the dining room, Xiu was already sitting in his place, drinking coffee and reading a book like every morning before. Housekeeper carefully ironed newspapers.Noticing my gaze, he just nodded his head slightly and turned his gaze back to the page, even omitting the useless greeting like "good morning".I'm angry?No, I'm not angry, what's there to be angry about!

Even if he had no appetite for the good-looking porridge, he poked it with a spoon a few times without interest, put it down after two bites, and kept stealing eyes on the person sitting opposite him.Another calm and introverted aristocratic appearance, hair brushed back meticulously, expressionless face, and the crystal button on the neat cuffs exudes a warm luster.The floor-to-ceiling windows cast sunlight behind him, making the aura wafting from his gestures even more dignified and elegant.

Well, in short, no matter how you look at it, you can't associate it with the person from the previous night.

Probably because I was peeping too blatantly, he put down the newspaper and looked up.My eyes first fell on my guilty face, and then I glanced at the porridge that had barely moved a few mouthfuls. I frowned imperceptibly, and asked, "Why, no appetite?"

I was silent and admitted, "I don't really want to eat."

I am very puzzled, this age is the most edible time, the golden period of growth and development, in order to grow taller, I used to drink a large glass of milk every morning, but it is a pity that my height still cannot exceed 1.7 meters.So what, is this a sign of stagnant growth and development?I will always struggle on the passing line of 1.7 meters, can't I go any further?

I have been [-] in my life, and I feel miserable just thinking about it.

Staring at the millet porridge in front of me, I wanted to pick up the spoon again and again, but I couldn't - I really didn't want to eat it.

"If you don't want to eat, don't force it." He turned his gaze back to the newspaper, so that the newspaper covered most of his face, only his lowered eyes were exposed, "Let the butler prepare what you want to eat, he is free. "

I took another look at the millet porridge in front of me, and I was sure I couldn't eat it anymore, so I touched my nose and said, "Okay, then I'll read a book first." I realized that I shouldn't stay in the same place with him anymore, because as long as As soon as I see his face, my mind will become dizzy, and all kinds of charming pictures will emerge one after another, embarrassing.

I'm probably sick, have a cold or something.

He got up from the chair, straightened his back and walked out, full of energy and high spirits.It's just that the whole person collapsed as soon as he reached a place out of his sight, and he slowly climbed up while holding on to the wooden handrail with his chest bent.He swayed back to his room, fell on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze, thinking maybe he should really take a hot bath to relax.However, as soon as this idea appeared, I suppressed it expressionlessly, and then in order to divert my attention, I decisively decided to study the crystal I just got.

I checked the third volume of the Continental Chronicle by the bedside, found the page number marked before, and confirmed the title of the book again—"Guidelines for Using Crystals—Beginner", edited by Angelo.This book can be regarded as the best-selling children's enlightenment teaching material in Atlantis, and almost every family has a copy.Children born on the mainland can receive their own crystals when they are about two or three months old. From the age of three or four, their parents will teach them how to use this fingernail-sized thing, and grow up to seventeen or eighteen like us. Individuals who have just returned are far behind in terms of enlightenment education—especially me.

Therefore, there is nothing shameful about reading children's enlightenment textbooks at an old age, and the starting line is different.

Shaking off the pillow in his arms, he slowly moved out of bed and went to the library on the west side of the castle to look for books.Pushing the door open, I habitually look up at the solid and tall mahogany bookshelves, which are arranged in a polygonal shape in a circular room, with the top reaching to the ceiling.There are hundreds of thousands of books neatly stacked on it, each of which is numbered and recorded in the bibliography placed on the desk behind the door.The owner of this castle has a hobby of collecting books. Every book brought back is labeled by his hand, put on the bookshelf, and recorded in the bibliography.

In fact, with such a rich collection of books, it takes a lot of time to clean it every day. It is definitely much easier to manage it with a smart optical computer.But just like many things preserved in this castle, their owners reject the invasion of technology, preferring to keep the ancient and original appearance of the castle.Together with him, they were left behind in the yellowing time, vaguely cut off from the world.

Well, it’s getting far again, every time I come here, I will have a lot of inexplicable feelings.

After sitting at the desk, he pulled out a bibliography, and a few lines of elegant conjoined characters came into view.I watched my eyes and mind, and quickly rummaged through it.I have been here several times before to search for information, and I probably have mastered the knack of searching, and I quickly found what I wanted - "Crystal User Manual - Elementary", on the top shelf of No. 97 bookshelf.

I looked up at the mahogany bookshelf on the front left. The serial number was marked in Atlantean characters. The one in the middle was No. 97. The top floor was about seven or eight meters from the ground. The sliding wooden ladder stopped at above.Looking at this height, I doubted whether I could climb it. It would be absolutely fine if I changed it, but now I am very awkward to walk.After hesitating for a long time, I finally decided to climb up to get it.Going forward, just as I was about to climb up the wooden ladder standing vertically on the side of the bookshelf, the butler quietly came out from the other side, closed his eyes and asked in my direction: "Do you need me to serve you? "

I shook my hand and said embarrassingly, "Could you remind me the next time you show up?"

He pursed his lips, smiled shyly, then coughed slightly, covering his mouth with a white handkerchief.When he moved his hand away, I caught a glimpse of bright red blood on it—err, so are you really a man, Mr. Steward?

He put the handkerchief back into his pocket, and asked softly, "Which book does the little master want?"

Although I know what a jerk he is when he opens his eyes, but looking at him as a sickly beauty, I really can't hate him, and even feel that asking him to help me with the book is a sin.So he cleared his throat and said bravely, "I'm looking for Angelo's manual, but it's at the top. Seeing you like this, I'll do it myself."

Said ready to climb up.

Coughing, he stretched out his hand to block me, and said after he was relieved: "Let me come, even at this height...it's not very safe."

—Okay, but what was that subtle pause just now?

Ye took off a glove, and the fingertips that had not seen the sun all year round showed an unnatural white color.He tapped his index finger in the air a few times, and a rippling soft light swayed from the tip of his finger.Two little white bats broke away from the circle of ripples, circled around him intimately, and then flew onto the bookshelf.I was a little surprised and asked, "What is that?"

He lowered his arm, put back the glove in his right hand, and said softly: "That is my incarnation, and a small part of the soul is fused in the power." While speaking, two little white bats dragged each other The thick book came back, put it on Ye's open palm, flew around him for a week, and dissipated in the air.He handed me the book, with a shy smile on his lips, "Here you are."

I was still engrossed in the two little bats just now and didn't come back to my senses. I took the book and didn't thank him. I completely forgot the blackened version of the grievances with the person in front of me and asked, "What is this?" Is it a natural skill?"

He shook his head and said, "No, many races can do it, such as rats."

I'm a little excited, because until now I haven't been able to get abilities other than spells and safety air cushions, so I want to discover some strength from myself: "Tell me, will I also have this kind of ability?" See him I was a little bit shocked, but I immediately cheered up, "Mr. Ye, how about we go to a fight? Maybe I can stimulate my potential ability in the duel, and maybe I can get rid of the current situation." In this predicament, let’s advance one more time.”

He smiled troubledly, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. Besides, the master has returned, you can ask him to teach you—however, he probably won't agree..." The latter sentence was soft and soft Quick, I almost didn't hear him, he said quickly, "If you want to eat something, you can tell me anytime, and I will make it for you right away."

"This..." I rubbed my stomach in a disinterested manner, but I was still not hungry, so I waved my hand, "I'll tell you if I need it, I'll go back and read first."