Xiao Xiao pushed open the door and saluted the owner of the office politely: "—I heard you are looking for me, but I don't know..."
It was not the first time he came to the divination professor's office, but every time he felt a subtle difference, just like divination. Every time he turned the crystal ball, the scene he saw was slightly different.
The high bookshelf on the left and right sides are filled with reference books, thin and thick, and the brass nail hats embedded in the spine reflect the candlelight hanging from the ceiling, like shiny little eyeballs. There are dense diagrams hanging on the wall on one side of the door, and a large star map on the ceiling.
Xiao Xiao glanced at the groups of different numbers on the coffee table, with different directions, and only stopped on the ashtray in the corner of the coffee table.
There was a burnt tortoise shell in the ashtray, with the crisscrossing cracks on it filled with a heart-warming magical aura.
"Come on? Sit, sit first."
Professor Yi waved his hand without raising his head behind the desk. An armchair zipped around the coffee table, ran behind Xiao Xiao, and actively hit his leg bend.
The boy sat down with the opportunity.
The professor seemed to be correcting his homework. A few quills of different colors surrounded him like dancing, jumping into the ink cartridge next to him from time to time and gurgling ink. The rhythmic rustling sound when the tip of the pen passed by on the parchment paper was intertwined, making it look harmonious and wonderful.
Xixi.
Three elves in gray uniforms shining their wings and hovered in front of the boys. One hand was holding a silver teapot with a slender neck, one holding a white porcelain teacup, and the other holding a copper plate with a few pieces of candy cubes stacked in the plate, and a small copper clip next to it.
The boy took the porcelain cup and grabbed a piece of candy.
Then he watched the elf fill his cup with tea.
"Thank you." He nodded politely.
Xixi!
The elves disappeared happily in the office.
Drink halfway through the tea.
The sound from the tip of the quill stopped intermittently.
"... Actually, I should have looked for you a few weeks ago."
Professor Yi raised his head, leaned back, crossed his hands and fingers on the table, looking at the young wizard on the sofa with a light tone: "—But you are also a fortune teller, you should know that the uncertainty in the future will be completely eliminated after something certain happens."
This sounds a bit difficult to say.
But Xiao Xiao immediately understood what the professor meant.
For this world, there are countless possibilities in the future, and the probability of each one happening is large and small. In theory, only when the timeline converges to the "now" moment, those countless possibilities will converge into one. But in fact, there are many "special nodes" similar to omens on the timeline in the future. When the timeline passes through that node, the certainty of the future has been greatly enhanced and the uncertainty has been greatly reduced.
For example, the battle of black prison.
Before the war began, there were countless possibilities: for example, the entire demon coalition was wiped out, or the first university suffered heavy losses, or the two suns in the sky that were fighting in the sky, the giant bird Siz and Professor Emma, all advanced to the legend, etc.
But as the timeline advances, more and more possibilities are constantly being constrained - for example, Sizz missed Xuanhuangguo and lost the possibility of continuing to fight with Professor Aima; Professor Aima lost a evenly matched "isotropic" competitor and stopped above the legendary threshold; for example, Zheng Qing and the cub of the black goat accidentally fell into the black prison, and the emergence of the two brought the power above the starry sky and ancient times, directly erasing the possibility of further expansion of the war; and there was also the Siren King Xiangliu (now named Lalaye) who advanced to the ancient man successfully, giving back the fortune of the demon coalition to prevent his entire army from being wiped out, etc.
Every definite result erases the uncertainty of the future.
Xiao Xiao subconsciously supported his glasses.
"Is something happened?" he asked tentatively, feeling a little nervous.
Since Professor Yi talked to him about this topic, it means that Professor Yi had done divination for him. As a fortune teller, he knew clearly how precious it was to be favored by a great fortune teller. Similarly, how dangerous it was to be able to be paid attention to by a great fortune teller.
It seems that he guessed what he thought.
Professor Yi shook his head with a very small amplitude.
"It's not what you think," he smiled gently and comforted: "...it's the way you see your future is an 'unexpected harvest'. In fact, we accidentally discovered you while observing the future of others."
Others?
us?
While Xiao Xiao was relieved in his heart, he keenly captured two keywords - this means that today's conversation is based on someone who is connected with him, and at the same time, it also means that Professor Yi represents more than him today's attitude.
The boy's expression became more and more serious.
The mind is turned into electricity.
"Is it Teacher Sima? My father? Well, Zheng Qing?"
After only three chances, he guessed the exact identity of "someone" from the professor's admiring gaze, and couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.
This morning he covered up a "naked run" scandal. Before twelve hours had passed, what trouble he had caused!
"I noticed that you have just recently completed a paper about the advanced transformation of the elves and intend to publish it in the journal Alchemy, right?" The professor suddenly changed his mind and asked a question that seemed to be incompatible.
Although Xiao Xiao did this matter very low-key, it was not a shameful secret.
He hesitated and nodded.
"I can write a letter of recommendation for you. I believe that the quality of your paper can meet the evaluation criteria of "Alchemy"." Professor Yi made a decision for the boy in a brisk tone: "--Although I am not a professor of alchemy, my level of alchemy is still good. The International Alchemist Conference invited me to give a report several times, but I refused."
Of course, Xiao Xiao did not doubt the magic level of a great fortune teller.
"But, Professor, you..." He was slow and confused, not knowing why Professor Yi did this.
Professor Yi did not explain, but took out a letter from the drawer.
"This is a letter your father wrote to me."
Instead of handing the letter to the boy, he pressed on the desk and simply described some of the contents of the letter: "——Your father thinks it is a waste of time for you to continue to stay in school, and asked me if there is any way to get you to graduate early."
Xiao Xiao frowned and said nothing.
"I haven't replied yet, because I think you need to consider your opinion on this matter." Professor Yi looked at him quietly: "So, you need to give me a clear answer. Are you willing to leave school?"