General, you can't marry him!

The next day, Vivienne's residence.

As the daughter of the Blood Qiangwei family, one of the four generals who protect the country, Vivienne has a reason to have her own independent residence at Kunya College in terms of military merit and financial resources. In fact, she not only has her own independent residence , and a maid, Elena.

In the early morning, the clever maid put the hot water in early, sprinkled rose petals and fine essential oils, prepared the toiletries, quickly opened a corner of the curtain to check the weather today, and took out three sets from the closet Dresses, prepare accessories and accessories for each set according to Vivienne's preferences.

After finishing all this, Elena walked to the jewel-encrusted clock, waited until the short and long hands coincided, then walked lightly and quickly to the inside, lifted the beige bed curtain with lace and lace, and softly called Princess Rose— —Vivian gets up.

The fine velvet blanket squirmed slightly, and a delicate young girl's lotus arm stretched out. She fumbled wildly on the bed, grabbed a down pillow, and covered her head.

Elena pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that she didn't think about it, she quietly exited the room, picked up Vivienne's communication watch, and sent a message, asking the students in the first class to help her roll the roll.

After dealing with this, Elena returned to the front of the clock, and before her eyes fell on the clock again, the communication wristwatch she had just put down turned on.

Because Vivienne can't be disturbed by the sound when she sleeps, and she doesn't want to miss important information, such as her dear brother Caton, so Elena's existence is necessary.

In addition to dealing with Vivian's basic necessities of life, one of Elena's most important tasks is to help Vivian process information from her countless suitors.

Elena remembered everyone who had contacts with Vivienne, and was familiar with the family background, background, and current status of these people, so she could judge whether these people were worth contacting.

Only those who Elena thinks are valuable to communicate with can Vivian know his information.

And a very small part of these messages will be labeled as "urgent" by Vivian. No matter what Vivian is doing, Elena will be allowed to interrupt her immediately and give priority to these messages.

For example, the one in Elena's hand.

So even though Elena knew that Vivienne would have a very bad temper if she was awakened without enough sleep, she still walked quickly to the inside, woke Vivienne up, and handed her the communication watch.

*****

In the evening, the setting sun melts gold, the setting sun shines at night, and the weather is rare.

Six ten.

Santos walked around the laboratory excitedly: "It's so big here! The walls are made of glass!" After the surprise, the magical brain circuit began to go astray: "Would the glass walls be weak? Let's do experiments here, okay?" Safety?"

"This laboratory can be said to be the strongest house in the entire Kunya College, so don't worry."

Zhuo Yifan cleaned his hands with disinfectant, and signaled Santos to lie down in the experimental cabin: "I have made improvements on the basis of the original nx8001 drug, which is helpful for the visual display of the spiritual field and mental power. Animal experiments have been done. There is no adverse reaction, and it has passed the certification of the testing agency, so it is going to be used on you now, is that okay?"

According to the usual practice, this is a passage that must be obtained from the subject before the experiment. Santos has known about this program for a long time, and he answered loudly. After the electronic device recorded it, Zhuo Yifan slowly took a tube of medicine The medicine hole outside the experimental cabin was advanced.

Press the button casually, and the color of the glass wall facing the experimental cabin becomes darker around and lighter in the middle, and the subtle cloud patterns gradually appear, and a screen appears unexpectedly.

Santos's consciousness is clear. Through the transparent outer wall of the experimental cabin, he can clearly see the image on the screen, and immediately opened his eyes wide in surprise. Although it is a little blurry, it is the image of his spiritual domain.

What a sentinel/guide looks like in the spiritual realm can only be perceived by oneself, and it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to perceive it, let alone project it onto the screen in such a concrete way!

Santos' academic performance is very good, and he usually pays attention to some cutting-edge scientific things. He has never heard of such technology.

Is it a new invention?

"Then, is that my spiritual realm?" Santos raised his finger and pointed at the big screen, timidly asking this guy who gave him a shock every time he met.

Zhuo Yifan pinched the fine-focus spiral with his right thumb and index finger, and slowly turned it. Hearing this, he nodded: "This is the projection of your spiritual realm—in your opinion, how realistic is it?"

Santos screamed: "This is impossible! Has the technology reached this point now? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Oh, as I said just now, I have improved the nx8001, so the developed image is more realistic and clearer." Zhuo Yifan looked at him puzzled, with a face of "I have already explained how You still have to ask" expression.

"But the original nx8001 is only able to detect whether a person has a spiritual realm, and the image displayed on the screen only has data points, and the number of data points reflects the strength of mental power, that's all!" Santos looked like a monster Looking at Zhuo Yifan, does this young man know the significance of this invention?

Going from a few data points to an almost finished rendered image isn't an improvement at all, it's a whole new way of doing it, okay?

"Well, you're right." Zhuo Yifan responded casually, and let go of the hand holding the fine focus screw. It's a pity that the sharpness can only be adjusted to this level.

It might be that the neutralizer was not selected correctly, he guessed, and quickly recorded this idea in his notes.

Santos didn't know what to say at all, so he had to shut up and cooperate with Zhuo Yifan in the experiment honestly.

At ten past seven, the experiment ended.

Zhuo Yifan opened the experimental cabin, and Santos got out. Compared with Zhuo Yifan's good mood, Santos was a little listless and not in a high mood.

Zhuo Yifan noticed this keenly, thought about it, and comforted him: "That kind of thing last night won't happen often, don't worry."

Santos has not yet recovered from the blow of "the guy in front of him is an inhuman little monster", he waved his hand casually: "I'm not worried, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

"No, this matter has something to do with you," Zhuo Yifan frowned: "How can it be okay? You are His Excellency Carton Rhine's destined guide, and all guides who compete with you for His Excellency Carton Rhine should be your competitor."

"What does this have to do with Your Excellency Caton Rhine?" Santos looked confused, and the more he said, the more he couldn't understand: "Didn't the sentry specify to look for you last night? You also said that it has nothing to do with me." .”

Zhuo Yifan looked at him meaningfully, feeling a little guilty: "You will know in a while, Santos, you have to know that if you want to get something, you have to give something. Sometimes, retreat is to move forward better."

"what?"

"For His Excellency Caton Rhine, I will not harm you."

"But, I don't understand what you're talking about at all. What does this have to do with His Excellency Carton Rhine?" Santos yelled anxiously, and because Zhuo Yifan avoided answering, he began to think wildly: "Could it be that behind the sentry Is someone an admirer of His Excellency Caton Rhine?"

"I'm not an admirer." A sweet female voice came from behind, and Santos turned his head suddenly. A girl in a court dress was standing there, smiling sweetly at them: "It's a future partner."

Round almond eyes, long eyelashes, skin that can be broken by blowing like fine white porcelain, delicate face is beautiful, and the well-tailored court dress is full of precious embroidery and handmade lace. The thin waistline, standing there casually, is like a real princess, which makes people feel amazed and admired, but dare not get close.

Santos opened his eyes wide and pointed at her with a finger: "You, you...you are Rose...Princess Rose...Vivian!"