"I'm just a maid, my lord."
Gan, you have to use this 90-degree formal etiquette to fool the past, right?
The man smiled and reached out to give her a polite hand.Of course, it was just a courtesy support—his gloved hand didn't touch the arm of a little maid like Hannah.However, this etiquette has become something that many servants are grateful for, and their favorability has risen.Even if Hannah was reluctant, she had to admit that the man in front of her ......
Not a stupid person, much less a philistine.He is smart, ambitious, polite, personable, and a gentleman worthy of piling up all praises no matter how you look at it.- and that straw bale prince, who is not an opponent of the same rank at all.Also......
If he wasn't a guy with superior ability, how could he win the trust of his master and get the position of deputy above 10,000 people under one person......
It is even more impossible to have that kind of disgusting delusion about the master, and try to put his own delusions into reality."
During this time, the intelligence work in Notting Shan, you have worked hard."
Richard said gently, "Now, let me help Miss Hannah." ”Hannah pretended to panic and tightened her hands, but instead pinched her palms hard.It's good, and I'm moved to tears."
This ......
My lord......
You really ......" she choked with a sob, and subtly matched the blush that expressed her affection—Gan, the palm of her hand hurt—and finally lived up to her efforts, catching a flash of contempt and satisfaction in Richard's eyes.A little maid who can't see her own situation clearly, is not deeply involved in the world, Xiao thinks about the perfect man, greedy and lowly......
This is the person she set for herself in the face of Richard.Only in this way can this kind of man let his guard down a little."
All right, miss, please stop crying."
Richard coughed lightly and handed over his handkerchief.Hannah deliberately wiped all her tears on it, blew her nose with it, and then crumpled it.She was satisfied to find that Richard's gentle smile stiffened slightly."
Your Excellency......
A week from now, it's a dark market auction, where do you want to find out what's going on now?
”Richard nodded, groaning slightly.In the next second, he politely said something that made Hannah's back stand on end—"I heard His Royal Highness say that he met the Duke here. ”He seemed to be just talking about the weather, as if he was talking about the weather: "Why don't we spend this week investigating the rumors about the duke?"
Rumors are rumors, and you should also stop losses in time. ”“…… Okay, sir. ”Hannah gripped her skirt tightly, suppressing her angry trembling.Still ......
Still haven't you decided to give up!
Shame on the guy!
This traitor must not be allowed to meet his master!
Her trembling was in Richard's eyes when she heard the horror of "that duke".After confirming that the maid in front of him was indeed greedy and cowardly, as the intelligence said, Richard was finally a little relieved.He waved his hand and motioned for her to stand down, then walked over and closed the door shut.- As soon as the stupid maid left, Richard took out the dirty handkerchief and threw it in the trash.He took off his gloves in disgust and put on a new one.Ever since he experienced the sordid of the battlefield, Richard has developed a great disgust for those things that are "not clean".Stained handkerchiefs, blood-stained weapons, not virgin women......
And, the red-eyed demon.Isabella, the duke, stupid monster......
Richard exhaled, recalling the tragic crucifixion of her hands and feet before her execution.Even in such an embarrassed state, she still put on a ferocity that gnawed at everyone who approached her.Why bother?
Why bother?
I'm really stupid when I'm dying.Yes, he wanted to pull her down and keep her in his own cage......
But even if you push the opponent to the extreme, confiscate the opponent's weapons, and nail through your hands and feet......
Isabella was deeply attracted to him, but she still maintained an uncleanness that disgusted and feared him.Therefore, in front of Princess Merina, he gave up this stubborn evil ghost and chose to completely throw himself into power.However......
White of the Temple Alliance, secretly contacted Richard and gave him a chance.
[My lord, I have a strange medicine here that can make the woman you want absolutely weak and obedient......
Yes, it's not those inferior aphrodisiacs, this medicine can give you the soul ...... you want] [a little, powerless, once high-minded, now down-and-out little girl......
Think about it, think about it, if you give her a little help, bring her home and raise her like a pet......
I also have a memory washaway potion here, as long as you want, as long as I have. 】【Conditions?】
Condition, I only ask for a small condition......
Regularly asked me to draw her blood and brain marrow......
Experiment records, just experiment records, the right to use her body and soul will always be yours......
Of course......]
[Then, the cooperation was established. 】Just thinking of what the man in white said, Richard couldn't help but want to laugh.Mocking laughter.Look, did he say that the duke should not provoke those big power leaders?
Still put the soup bowl in someone's face?
The malice of retaliation was reduced to an experiment, and it was also deserved.As for what she said about child trafficking......
What's the big deal?
Those who achieve great things are informal, not to mention a few, dozens or hundreds - as long as White is willing to maintain long-term cooperation, Richard can personally send it to him to play.The stupid devil is equivalent to taking such a chance to capture herself with her own hands......
It was handed to me.But......
Hum.It turns out that the one who can be whipped in the face by the woman is not very smart.It is said that they can absolutely control each other's medicines......
It turned out that she was still allowed to run.On the day of the execution, Richard was in no hurry—by virtue of his duties, he had to be by the princess's side at all times to ensure his determination to surrender—and, according to White, the woman would be turned into a helpless young child to be delivered to his manor by his own hands.After learning the news of the other party's disappearance, White made a city-wide search in front of the princess, commanding his subordinates to run around, and at the same time instructed his cultivated henchmen to search all the way down the sewer pipe in the prison.He was not in a hurry at all, and even if Isabella, whose legs were broken, escaped successfully, she would not be able to run far.Most of the time, it was flimily dumped in the garbage next to a sewer mouth.However, ......
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[sorry, nothing has been found. 】[Subordinates also ......]
[Didn't find it.] 】[Not found.] 】[Subordinate, subordinate......
But his subordinates found the footprints of an unknown person near a rare sewer mouth!
It's an adult!
There is a suspected pool of blood belonging to the Duke next to it!
】[Footprints?!
Immediately follow it and chase it, and I want to remind you-] [My lord......
Subordinate, subordinate did chase the footprints and check down!
】The henchman's trembling voice was still very clear: [But, but there is nothing at the end of the footprints!
It's just a wasteland outside the royal capital!
There wasn't the slightest human presence around......
Within a radius of two hundred meters, not a single resident ......] a bunch of waste!
Could it be that the mysterious man can fly?!
Every time he thought about this, Richard was so angry that his chest tightened.He's been planning for so long......
It's been preparing for so long......
After longing for so long, I finally found an opportunity to completely pull down the woman who was locked......
Just disappeared?
Cut off by an inexplicable guy?"
Don't let me know, who's ......," the well-mannered gentleman whispered sullenly.
[Meanwhile, Bell Tower] "I'm out the door. ”"Where?"
The mechanic's footsteps paused, and out of the corner of his eye he glanced to the terrace.It is a small terrace on the upper floor of the dining room, at the corner of the staircase, with a long sofa bed under the windowsill and green vines on the window frame.Isabella, on the other hand, was putting the morning newspaper over her face and lazily lying there basking in the sun.It's her regular nap time.Veterans who have long since decided to retire completely have developed a regular nap time in an overly comfortable environment - which is also something that cannot be helped.Dilis remembered that when she first came here, she would lose her temper because she fell asleep in the middle of the day.But she was angry at her own slackness of mental state, like a lurking leopard that blames itself for not tensing her muscles all the time.At that time, Isabella always tended to distance herself from him......
No matter how angry she was, she would insist on taking off the blanket he had secretly covered, folding it, and returning it to herself......
That sense of distance seemed to be the sense of security she relied on to survive.Now this completely relaxed appearance, I don't know if it's his luck or her misfortune.Dilis stared at her arm propped up to her side.The arms, like all delicate women, were white and shiny.But he couldn't help but imagine the scar that should have been there—the scar that Isabella had really experienced.I never got to see what she really looked like when she grew up......
The current state of adulthood is only the influence of those special firearms......
What does the real Isabella look like?
- So, when Dilis came back to his senses, he found that he had been staring at her a little too long.Isabella didn't say anything more when she said that, the newspaper still covering her face, swaying quietly with her breathing.…… Probably asleep.Dilis subconsciously took a step there, and found that this time she was covered with a blanket.Well, the blanket was well covered, the feet and hands were carefully wrapped, and the untied hair was spread out on the pillow in the posture that did not put pressure on the head, and the flow of mercury glowed in the sun.It is a nap template for health standards.Realizing that he had nothing to do, he was stunned for a second, then turned around and stepped onto the stairs downstairs.There is indeed important business to attend to this afternoon......
Staying here is inefficient and illogical behavior.Why did he want to walk over there just now?
Lately, there have been some logical disorders with the overuse of the brain?"
Where?"
However, a slightly hoarse voice sounded behind him.Isabella didn't fall asleep, she repeated her question.Dilis turned back just in time to see Isabella with her feet out of the blanket—she was half-seated, stumbling off the newspaper from her face, her eyes now full of innocence.Probably asked the same question twice in a row, and she frowned slightly: "It's noon, where are you going?"
”Dilis subconsciously took another step there.He wanted to go over and wrap a blanket around her feet."
I'm out of the house......
There is work. ”Oh, and she retracted her feet into the blanket again.She took down the newspaper and was fixing her hair.There was no place to help tidy up, and there was no place to take care of her—the reason for walking there seemed to be gone.The dilemma mechanic was stunned again for a moment, and then prepared to withdraw the step he had just taken - "Come here." ”The woman who was about to take a nap said, raised her arm and hooked her fingers: "Brother, come here." ”…… Call me over?
Is there any necessary reason?
Dilis swallowed back the question, knowing that if he asked directly, he would probably get knocked on the door.He walked over."
What's the matter?
Coo, I'm really out on work this afternoon......
Mmmmmm ”- didn't encounter a knock on the door, but was directly covered by her mouth.Isabella yawned, leaned in, and kissed her middle and ring fingers lightly—across her own fingers, directly to Dilis's lips.A kiss without the slightest contact, not a kiss.The sudden closing of the distance and breath made the latter's fingers hanging at his side tremble slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the hair hanging on her shoulder.Isabella pecked, pulled away slightly, relaxed the fingers covering his mouth, and spoke at this distance: "Where are you going to work?"
”Dilis replied dumbfounded: "The dean of the Nord Academy's Elite Research Institute asked me to supervise an important project. ”"When will you be back?""
I don't know, I have to do research.""
Did you bring dinner?""
No, I'm not going to have dinner."
Well, this is once again intended to dedicate oneself to science.…… Did he think he was some kind of gloomy Frankenstein?
Don't know how to converge after getting engaged?
It is necessary to punish again.Thinking of this, the Duke smiled slightly, and his fingers tightened again.She kissed him again with her middle and ring fingers, then naturally withdrew her palm, retracted the blanket, and lay back on the couch relaxed."
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Remember to bring the compass and locator, and set the positioning signal to be sent on time at half past six tonight."
Isabella pulled the blanket over her shoulder, yawned and said, "I'll follow the compass to pick you up then, and we'll eat out tonight."
Okay, let's go, work and come on. ”Delith: ......
He froze in place, holding the stake posture, and froze for a full three seconds.Those three seconds were three seconds without any thought, completely blank.Then, he thought for ten seconds: "I don't need you to pick me up, I can come back by myself" - to say that, I will be mocked by Gollum for my ability to recognize my way."
I'm going to work, I don't have time to eat" - whether I say it or not, I'll be dragged to eat, and I'll never win a gladiatorial fight.Well, I should have said, then, "Goo-goo......
Why did you call me over?
You don't need me to come over and ask your question again, it's a waste of efficiency......
""What are you doing?"
”Isabella rolled over, and her tone was natural: "Kiss you." ”[Thirty minutes later] over the weekend, Dean Chandler waited at the entrance to the underground institute for the mechanic he had high hopes for.He waited for a long time, took out his pocket watch and looked at it again, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the beads of sweat on his fat head.After wiping it clean, he continued to wait, and then took out his pocket watch......
Soon, the routine was repeated every five minutes.Finally, when the dean's handkerchief was about to be drenched with sweat, he looked forward to the object he was waiting for.Not far away, on the corridor of the teaching building, a black-haired man with a flirtatious temperament swayed over, with dragon-shaped gears coiled in his bow tie.He held up a pitch-black instrument, which Dean Chandler guessed was the thing for guidance."
Professor Dilis—Professor?"
As soon as the other party approached, the dean was taken aback: "You have been drinking?"
”Dilis: "......"
He was silent for a moment, then took his teaching glasses out of his pocket and put them on."
I didn't drink, Dean.I'm sure you don't smell any alcohol on me. ”The young man with black hair replied in a trance, "Let's get to work."
I had an appointment at half past six in the evening. ”"Oh......
Then, please follow me, the underground entrance is here......
"each other" "hmm", and continue to shakily walk forward.Chandler sniffled to make sure there was no smell of alcohol, and then turned his puzzled gaze to his walking posture.Hands and feet.The author has something to say: it's finally bursting out!!
Richard, the man with the highest emotional intelligence in this book, it is conceivable that if there was no younger brother, the Duke would ......
It's a pity that this villain with high emotional intelligence and strategy, the opponent is a retarded person with the same hands and feet, alas.Brother:???
What kind of beard?
I'm just going to buy a potato?
Chapter 90 How can there be an hourglass to draw a picture [Clock Tower, a few hours after Dilis left, at half past four in the afternoon] [Students, what we are going to study today is a prophetic poem written by an unknown poet four hundred years ago......
One of them created a new rhyme ......]
On the podium, the teacher's explanation on this aspect seemed to sound in her ears, and Isabella exhaled.Classical philology......
The major was simpler than she had imagined.The Duke closed the notebook in his hand and folded a corner of the corresponding poem in the textbook.Her nap time was not long, only a few dozen minutes when the sun was at its best at noon......
After her brother left, she lay down for a while and then naturally woke up.What do you do when you're sober?
What else can you do when you're sober, in a place full of books?
Well, simply review and review your homework, and there is no end to learning.
[Regarding the study of mystical symbols, the repetition of [∞] in classical texts, after the study of relevant experts, unanimously agreed that this represents the scale, the level, the hourglass, ......]
The content here, she had already studied in the collection of books in Dilis.【…… So, that's the end of today's lesson......
Please do a good job of reviewing after class......
Hey, after really receiving education, I realized that the teacher's words were really hypnotic.What was I thinking in class?
I guess I'm in a daze.Isabella recalls the lazy classical philology and casually turns another page.【…… A crucial moment for the upcoming final exams...... final exams?
No, the university scholar had already forced me to do several sets of mock questions, so I didn't need to worry about it at all.
[Today's weather is really good.] 】"If you go on an outdoor date, it must be great. 】[The wind blowing on the face is also comfortable. 】[Does Dilis tie a kite?]
I haven't played kite, but the book says this seems to be a bit of a pastime on a date as well. 】- Oh, this is it!
Outdoor dates!
Isabella jerked off the couch and kicked off the blanket she had put on her.I said I forgot something......
How did a good idea come to mind in a flash of inspiration and leave it behind?
[Daddy!
Father!
He touched his father's little hand!
He's going to take his dad to the grove!
】…… Oh, that's the reason for this, no wonder I forget.Isabella sat back down.No, wait.This weather is a good weather for kite flying, right?
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The previous thing was also that trash can (White:???
）Wrong ......
Why don't I use the time I have now to tie a paper kite.
[At the same time, Nord Academy, Underground Research Institute] geniuses tend to be conceited, and the difference is only in the way they manifest themselves.Dean Chandler's conceit is manifested in a way that is contrary to the various leaders of his superiors (for example, he specially hired a civilian professor to make the prince angry); Chairman Wright's conceit is expressed in the form of treating innocent children as research objects and using them for their own ends; How the conceit of Dilis is manifested......
He looked at all the humans except him with a caring eye - well, he couldn't even get any interest in delving in, and these humans weren't even research objects in his eyes.And when he tries to express his instinctive affection for a person of the opposite sex, his first reaction is to treat the other person as the only object of study.Therefore, such a Dilis, like a fool, will seriously tell passers-by that "I am ∞ times better than the dean of Nord Academy", will say "my face is ten times more handsome than you" in front of the most beautiful man in the empire, will preach to a room of students "My IQ is hard for you to shoot", and will be in a state of unconsciousness and drunkenness......
Insist that you are "the smartest in the world and will not suffer from the effects of drugs".Admittedly, the way Dellis expresses his conceit is seen by most people as more than Chandler and White — the first two of whom are very good at working on the surface and value interpersonal interaction — and very few people find Dilis's expression very endearing, and thus have a liking for him.More precisely, "a very few" is equivalent to "one person" - only his fiancée, whom he treats as his only research, finds this thing cute.To sum up, at this moment, the director of the elite research institute of Nord College is definitely not within the scope of this "very small number of people".The old man was gray-haired, and he was so angry with this conceited genius that he almost had a seizure."
This is the Advanced Research Institute?
Built underground, no wonder you look like a mole. ”- Dean Chandler remembered the extent of this foreign aider's mouth, and was about to cover his mouth to stop it, but it was too late.Dilis began the output: "Underground?
Why exactly should it be built underground?
If it's for secrecy, the privacy of the underground is far more fragile than you might think, and I saw the problem when I first became a professor through the floor plan......
With such a large blank space and so many wall thicknesses, even if you look at the campus guide view, you can understand that there is something wrong with the underground of this building. ”The old director on the other side has changed from a weak state of covering his chest to suppress seizures to a majestic and vicious state.Dean Chandler couldn't help but think quietly: It's really like a mole.So Dilis, who had no one to stop him, continued to output: "If it is purely for secrecy, it should be built under the sewer or garbage dump - uh, sorry, there should be only a garbage dump, because the structure of the sewer may still be in the hands of the majority of the upper class as part of the city's water system......
I would suggest a garbage dump, which is usually an abandoned wasteland with no buildings at all, and it also keeps humans psychologically and naturally away. ”"You, you ......"
The old director raised his head and tried to straighten his old waist - the wrinkles on his face were so angry that they shrunk together, and his eyes were very small.Chandler: Oh hoo, it's more like!
More like a mole!"
But the structure of the building is okay, and it supports the school building above very firmly."
Delith looked at the beam above, "Isn't it triangular, it's hexagonal......
So you built yourself a hive underground?
Oh, I'm sorry, but you don't want to be a mole, but a queen bee?
If it is a queen bee, I should give advice from another angle......
"The respected director blows his white beard angrily.The director of high morality and respect issued a "whispering invective" from the mouth of a civilized person.Dilis: "Ah, sure enough, it's the queen bee, you see you're making a buzzing bee call."
Hello, Hum Hum, my name is Dilis and I'm a human. ”Chandler:......
He hurriedly pulled this guy whose talent was all about verbal attacks, pulled him to the side of the doorway, and warned in a low voice: "This is the boss of the project team you will join in the future!"
Be polite!
”"Hey......"
Dilis looked at the research equipment around him, and asked casually, "What do you want to do by sending an alien mechanic like me to this project?"
”"Do what?"
Chandler was stunned for a moment, "As I explained to you before, please monitor ...... as a third party."
Since I'm a third-party force that plays the role of a covert overseer, it doesn't matter how good my attitude towards the second party and the first party is, right?
Sooner or later, they will be offended. ”Whether it's the Temple Alliance, or these old pedants who have gone mad.Although it is the instinct of this mouth cannon to force the person they met for the first time, it can make Dilis continue to output for so long, and the other party's impatient accusation when they first met is the original reason - [New member?
Not at all.Chandler, compared to this kind of thing, when will the ** experimental project I applied to you last time be approved?
】…… Well, although it is clear that this director, who is over half a hundred years old, is still a pure and innocent scholar, Dilis is still a little unhappy.White clothes, white shadows, the act of randomly numbering and disposing of the human who borrowed books for them to read—"In that case, it doesn't matter what the attitude is. ”It's not a "moral violation" at all, right?
Chandler:......
This sentence seems to make a lot of sense.If the duke, who was familiar with the style of Dilis, was here, he would definitely roll his eyes and tell him that it had nothing to do with offending people, it was purely that his brother was too lazy to deal with the other party - it was just that this guy wanted to scare people.But the Duke was not here, so the Dean was once again led away by the mechanic of the Divine (Wisdom) Secret (Barrier)."
Well, that makes sense......
But please still ......"
"Don't worry, I'm measured." ”Dilis had already scanned the surrounding research equipment, and his eyes fell on the papers, "Hello, hum, let's get to work, shall we?"
I've heard that your research has been sadly stalled for half a month on a single error.Oh, and sadly it's not the stagnation of experiments, it's your IQ. ”Director:......
As a senior, well-respected elder in the academic world, and one of the top echelons of the Mechanic Council, he had never been attacked so nakedly."
Civilized people's whispered invective" immediately escalated to "civilized people's loud scolding"."
You junior who doesn't know the height of the sky!"
The director slammed his cane on the ground and shook his head in pain, "The dean sent you to participate in the project here because he values you and gives you the opportunity to learn and improve, a pheasant mechanic with no academic qualifications knows what to do at all-" "Director Director," the young researcher who had been standing quietly behind him whispered, "The pheasant has already walked to the test bench." ”The director who shook his head: ......
The old man's mole-like eyes finally widened, and he turned his head and flicked his head at the guy who had already picked up the papers on the table, and let out the loudest volume that a civilized man could do - "Put the papers down!"
I will never allow people like you to touch any of the pieces of paper here......"
Page 82, line 4, the combination idea is wrong. ”The frivolous guy had already flipped the large stack of documents to the middle position, and the paper was like a fan blade of a waterwheel under his hand: "I see, you have combined the potion of the Temple Alliance, and then engraved it into a pattern and combined it with a firecracker, by increasing the pressure and heat, to maximize the efficiency of volatilization......
Eventually, you'll be able to create a firebolt that will cause it to backtrack, right?
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”The director squeezed his cane suddenly, and his momentum suddenly froze: "You ......"
Chandler was taken aback.Because he noticed that this invincible old scholar had shown weakness."
How do you know?""
This is the whole content of our most secret project at the moment," he said in a deep voice. ”How did he know?
Chandler was a little puzzled, wasn't Dilis already going through that document?
The old man is so angry that his eyesight is a little reduced?
The young assistant on the side realized that he followed the director's gaze and looked at the Delith handpiece again—and then, he felt a pang of horror in his heart.That pile of paper, stacked together, wasn't a report document for their project.It was just a rough draft of some calculations to be thrown into a discarded basket."
Isn't that obvious?"
Having flipped through two-thirds of the draft, Dilis did not notice the different expressions of the other three, and he was always engrossed in his field of study—"I just said that on page 82, line 4, your idea is wrong.Indeed, iron is the representative of fire attributes, and it is also a royal match in the field of efficient utilization of various instruments......
However, the properties of the initial potion you obtained are unknown, and the degree of purification is quite superb, and the iron content in it has exceeded the limit of ordinary potions......
Therefore, you add trace amounts of iron in the later stage of distillation, hoping to intensify the oxidation reaction and increase efficiency......
But this happened to lead to failure.The iron content was too high, and the part of the potion that was supposed to be used was weakened......"
Dilis put down the draft he had finished reading.In a rugged position, he leaned directly against the table.This "ruggedness" is manifested in the following ways: shoulders tilted, head tilted, one arm turned inward, one arm propped outward, and then the whole person slid down with the edge of the table from time to time, and then stood up diagonally.After the three fell into each other's analysis, the fanatical mechanic looked at the indiscriminate posture: ......
They snapped awake.And I feel that I just felt that the other party's wisdom and dazzling self was a fool."
To put it simply, the idea is wrong, and that's why the firebolt you've researched produces an uncontrollable 'backtrack'.I can help you fix that......
It's true that you won't be able to achieve the energy you need without the catalyst, and that's right. ”The mechanic, who was paralyzed on someone's bench, said, "I need paper, pen, data from wrong experiments, samples of the first generation of drugs......
And strawberry milkshakes. ”It's either your own lab, or you don't feel safe in it.- A veteran otaku who is only used to experimenting in the clock tower and can't concentrate once he leaves for too long, but he can quickly recover his spirit with a strawberry milkshake.The construction of the Black Tower and the study of the advancement of the firecracker were carried out at the same time as the auction in the dark market, and proceeded slowly.The unfolding of a conspiracy is always irreversible, and the irresistibility of fate is because of this......
However, this time, in the unfolding of the conspiracy, a frivolous guy who dared to tease the underworld forces and made him feel disgusting and want to vomit was mixed in.And this guy is also inexplicably responsible for the dual work of building the Black Tower and promoting the research of the firearm - is this a fate or a disorder of time and space?
Putting aside these overly mysterious statements, as the saying goes, a rat poop must spoil a pot of porridge.
[A few hours later, underground, Nord College's Elite Research Institute] If a mechanic caught in research will be in a state of frenzy, and a group of mechanics will get together and fall into research, it will be a group of demons dancing.At this moment, if a normal person strays into the underground research institute......
You probably think that these guys who are stomping their feet or gnawing their fingernails or smirking at test tubes or circling in murals are performing some kind of big demon summoning ritual.However, the chaos of various brainstorming has created an opportunity for Dilis, who is curled up on his knees and drinking milkshakes at the bottom of a desk.…… Curled up under the desk helps him concentrate, don't ask, ask is a hardcore otaku who just wants to go back to the clock tower to do research.As mentioned before, Dilis is conceited.The Mechanic is not a scheming man, and his talent for interpersonal annoyance is as impressive as his IQ.Such a conceited Dilith will not carry out the slightest superb planning such as "quietly releasing water", "setting up loopholes", and "burying plans".Even in the face of the White Tower, which he once desperately fled from......
It is his first choice to show (show off) his ingenuity by using his talents and abilities to do the assigned work well and to be admired by other humans.