.
He wanted to understand the ins and outs of the matter, including how Morrison refined the "black liquid", whether it really came from the human body and therefore was classified as "humoral science", and the origin of Kalman's method of contacting deep creatures.
There was another moment of silence. Kraft took a sip of the sweet tea, chewed up a few grains of barley in his mouth, swallowed it, and then fine-tuned the position of the slide.
"Are you going alone?" Lucius thought about it and felt uneasy. According to the professor's description, big cities are much more complicated than Wendeng Port.
"Oh, of course not. Isn't this just a salary from the academy? So according to tradition, I have a new retinue."
This matter was new and Kraft had never told him about it. Lucius was very curious: "Who?"
"You should still remember that it was Coop."
After half a month, Kupp took the initiative to come to the college to find Kraft. The loss of religious belief and the change in worldview made him no longer content with his current life. He decided to follow the person who saved his life and also for the lost life.
Looking for something that can be called "meaning".
He woke up, separated from the original world, but didn't know what to do.
Kraft originally thought that this young man who faced the creatures in the deep and had not yet developed a mental disorder was interesting. His long-term labor at the dock had trained his physical fitness, and he could be regarded as a malleable talent with both mental and physical strength.
The key is that Kupp doesn't have a family yet. He has nothing to worry about in Wendeng Port and can leave with Kraft at any time.
"That's about it. Don't worry, I've thought about it. What's the problem? Let's take a look at this." He stood up and gave up his position, and the territory he had occupied all afternoon was given to Lucius.
"Don't touch that shelf. I've been debugging it for a long time. Just take a look."
Lucius sat down at the table, retracted his hand to touch the lens barrel, and followed Kraft's example by bringing his eyes to the small crystal lens. A patch of red occupied his entire field of vision.
"Red is the color of blood, what else?"
"Look more carefully. The quality is too low. It is really difficult to distinguish. I was shaken several times." Kraft rearranged the reflective silver sheet for him to let brighter light shine through the glass.
This time Lucius saw that the thing that looked like a piece of paste was actually countless densely packed tiny red dots, existing in the drop of blood that had just been taken from his fingertips.
"What's this?"
"Future." Kraft took a sip of warm barley tea, feeling the liquid flow into his dry stomach that had not been filled with lunch, and revealed the first comfortable smile Lucius had seen on his face in the past two months, "
I mean, the new subjects you will learn in the future."
The second volume, which is also the first volume of the real story, the "thing in the bottle" plot has come to an end for the time being)*
Then you can continue the content of the next volume, or write a strange side story before the soul travels to another world.
The author will return to normal study and work soon and return to the original slow update speed. But as we all know, good creation must come from practical activities, and I hope to be lucky enough to present better stories.
Thank you for your companionship and support during this period. On behalf of Cervical Bone, I wish you all the same smiles.
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!