Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

In the afternoon, Murphy went back to obediently attend two classes.

After class, he went to the office and asked the teacher for some relevant information on Tower of Splendor journals.

Although Murphy is very familiar with papers, the format and rules of paper submissions are different. Because the rules are different in different places, Murphy will need these materials.

Formatting is a very troublesome thing, and there are things other than papers that are even more troublesome.

Corresponding author, affiliation, contact information, references...

The corners of Murphy's mouth twitched as he watched, and he returned to his dormitory with this pile of requests.

In the next few days, he plans to retreat to finish writing this article.

Some knowledge is relatively old, he needs to take it out from his memory and renovate it, organize the language, and disguise it properly... After all, a student from the senior department who has just entered the magic world, no matter how he thinks, it is impossible to use it. With a sophisticated and skillful posture, he got a foothold in top academic journals.

But... the super lucky one who is rare to see in a century is still possible!

Magic is a cruel field that belongs to geniuses. Most of the future bigwigs will be able to show transcendent talents at a very young age; Still just a little apprentice with a ring of spells.

More realistically speaking, in terms of magical knowledge, the contributions made by geniuses who only account for 1% of the population are far greater than the sum of the contributions of the remaining 99% of mediocrities—the latter are just using the inventions of the former That's all.

Once immersed in the infinite magic, the passage of time becomes very fast.

Murphy completely forgot to eat dinner, and worked hard, first drafting out the overall structure and preface of the thesis.

I kept writing until around 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. Murphy was about to sort out some drafts of Chapter 1 first, when he heard a voice coming from the window.

"Bang bang bang".

The apartment was on the first floor, and a window in Murphy's room faced the bushes outside, and someone was knocking on the window at this time.

Murphy suddenly had a premonition in his heart, he walked over and opened the window a little——

Then, the person outside the window opened the entire window with lightning speed and jumped directly into the room.

Murphy took a step back, but it was too late, and was pushed directly onto the closet by the visitor.

"Shh..." Enoch covered Murphy's mouth with one hand, "Don't shout, it's me."

His movements were very light, and Murphy was stunned for a moment, but he was not injured.

Murphy whispered, "Why did you jump out of the window, Professor..."

Enoch turned around and closed the window, and drew the curtains by the way, then looked back at Murphy for a while.

He took off his glasses again, his eyes full of aggression.

Murphy clung to the closet, feeling his hair stand up again, and said, "Is someone chasing you?"

"Yeah, I don't want to go back." Enoch smiled, "Little cutie, do you have anything to eat here? I'm so hungry."

"Pfft." Murphy was happy. He rummaged through his drawer and found two buckets of instant noodles.

Enuo took over the instant noodle bucket and looked up and down. After opening the lid, he looked disgusted: "What is this, dry food?"

Hey, this is the regional difference of scientific research dogs.Some scientific research dogs eat instant noodles every meal, and some scientific research dogs eat sandwiches every meal... although there is no difference in essence.

Murphy said, "Just sit here, Professor, I'll go make instant noodles."

Enuo returned the instant noodles to Murphy, and then said, "I don't like you calling me professor, just call me by name."

"Okay." Murphy shrugged, opened the door and poured hot water outside.

He was still thinking: if you jump out of the window in the middle of the night, you are not afraid that others will treat you as a flower picker... Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that this personality hates staying in the laboratory?

After soaking the two bowls of noodles, Murphy cracked two poached eggs into them, and carried them into his room.

Enoch inside was sitting in front of the table, flipping through Murphy's draft boredly.

Murphy was taken aback. He forgot to hide the draft just now...

"Ahem, professor..." Murphy said quickly, "The interview is over. These things are written by me casually, and they are definitely not papers."

Enoch put the draft aside and said, "Oh, don't read it, it's not as good as you."

Murphy laughed, hey, this Enoch speaks so sweetly.

In short, the two of them huddled next to Murphy's small desk, and together they finished off two buckets of instant noodles.

Enoch's eating movements looked very gentle, but in fact he ate quite quickly, and looked at Murphy after he finished eating.

Looking at it, he started to do it again——

He hugged Murphy directly.

Murphy: "???"

"You are warm," Enoch said, "stay in my arms, sweetie."

Murphy was hugged in his arms, but he felt that Enoch's body was cold, even though he had just eaten a bowl of hot instant noodles.

Cold-blooded creatures seem to have the habit of warming up. Enoch maintained this posture and seemed to be in a good mood.

To be honest, Murphy's mood also became very good.He adjusted his posture slightly, and the top of his head accidentally knocked Enoch's chin, but of course it wasn't heavy.

Then, Enoch reached out and stroked his hair, and said in a low voice, "Don't move around."

"Yeah." Murphy acted obediently, sat on his lap and sorted out the draft, and then prepared to continue writing.

As soon as he wrote it, he forgot the time again.

But Enoch didn't seem to be bored either. He was studying Murphy's mobile phone next to him - at first glance, he looked like a mage from the feudal magic era, and he hadn't deliberately studied this emerging trend.

After a while, the pen in Murphy's hand just ran out of ink, so he bent down and rummaged through the drawers of the desk.

After not finding it for a long time, Enoch suddenly said, "What are you looking for? Don't move around."

Murphy said: "I just bought a set of fountain pens, it should be in this drawer..."

He lowered his head and rolled over for a while, his body swaying slightly with the movement of his arms. After a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and then his whole body tensed up.

Enoch said innocently, "I told you not to move around."

"..." Murphy swallowed.

What should I do?

Murphy said cautiously: "I'm sorry for pressing you, I'll go down first!"

Enoch laughed, but did not let him go.

Not only did he not let him go, but he also wrapped his arms around Murphy's waist, leaned into Murphy's ear, and said softly: "It's okay, you can continue writing. I just wrote the 21 part. The summary is?"

Murphy tensed up, trying to ignore the pressure coming from behind, while continuing to add two strokes to the paper, he said, "I need to add a chart first..."

"Well, that's right. Let's take a look at the format of the chart." Enoch said, but gently poked his hand in.

Murphy bit his lip, stretched out his hand to flip through the instructions on the paper format, and said, "Wait...um..."

"My hands shouldn't be cold, right?" Enoch blew into his ear, "You're very hot, you've warmed me up too."

"Professor..." Murphy trembled.

Enoch bit his earlobe, and seemed a little dissatisfied and said, "Do you like calling me a professor so much?

Murphy suppressed his breath and said, "Professor Enoch, it's too late..."

Enoch's breath continued down along his earlobe, buried deep in his neck, and said, "That's not okay, you haven't found the format of the chart yet. What font size is it?"

"Uh……"

At a time like this, Murphy's mind is full of those bugs, okay? !

He managed to concentrate, stretched out his hand to turn over the two pages of paper, searched randomly among the pile of words with slack eyes, and finally found the answer: "Number 11...is font size 11!"

"Well, that's right, then write it down first, don't forget." Enoch said.

When he spoke a word, Murphy wrote a word.

However, Enoch's hands were not idle either.

Murphy wrote a very simple line crookedly, and finally couldn't take it anymore, dropped the pen, raised his head and gasped for breath, his fingers had tightly grasped Enoch's wrist.

Enoch said in a low voice, "You are so hot, I really want to taste it..."

He left a lot of marks on Murphy's neck, not deep, but it looked continuous.

Murphy couldn't struggle in his arms.

After a while... he turned into a salted fish panting heavily.

Enoch let go of his hand and said, "Look, you have stained this piece of paper."

Murphy reached out to destroy the corpse, threw the ball of paper into the trash can, and said, "I'll...rewrite it!"

After Murphy finally replaced the piece of paper, he realized that Enoch was still looking at him.

And the bad situation has not eased, although Enoch still has a calm look on his face, as if the person there is not himself!

"..." Murphy moved carefully, keeping his butt away from him.

After noticing Murphy's movements, Enuo said thoughtfully, "Little cutie, I suddenly feel that being a teacher is very good, and I can tutor disobedient bad students at close range."

Murphy gritted his teeth. He felt that he had discovered Professor Enoch's pure appearance and devilish side...

"Why don't you talk?" Enoch pinched Murphy's earlobe, "The teacher still wants to continue to make up lessons for you. Don't you usually have some homework to recite in your senior department? Take it out, the teacher has it perfectly now. reward and punishment mechanism.”

Murphy said: "I have the privilege, I don't have to do my homework..."

Enoch seemed a little disappointed and said, "Okay."

Murphy didn't speak, he felt that he would be forced to start learning popular science again...

——No, today, tomorrow at the latest, I have to see what Professor Enoch's perverted penis looks like!

——After all, sex life can't be halfway through, and you can't always be poked awake at night.

Although Murphy definitely didn't dare to attack at night now, he could find another professor who was frigid during the day to solve this problem.

So, that night, Murphy's dream was full of attacks on Professor Bingshan wearing glasses in various poses.

Murphy: Take off his pants!Take off his pants!Take off his pants!