Judgment in the space outside the mountain.

The constant of chaos caused by the fragmentation of space has kept this place in an incomprehensible and strange state for many years.

At this second, there may still be a forest in front of you, but in the blink of an eye, maybe this place will become a spatial storm and tear everything up.

The average age of any life in this space, whether living organisms or plants, is no more than 5 seconds.

Therefore, it is regarded by scholars as a good place for strategic academic research.

Universally, it is believed that this is the reality that the Earth may face after the unrestricted release of strategic-level academics.

Of course, this situation is also very dangerous.

The number of scholars who die here every year is comparable to the death toll of several major outer space passage battlefields.

A strange space filled with a quirky history.

The historical energy in the abnormal state here can lead to the confusion of cause and effect.

Past facts can change at any time depending on the state of the future. And the reality of the future will be false in some cases because of the changes in the past.

Scholars generally attribute this state of affairs to the combined effects of history and philosophy, and even some extreme scholars believe that the theory of absolute space-time has played a huge role in it.

A middle-aged scholar protected by a tight historical cut walks through this strange space.

He wears heavy glasses and has a serious expression.

After hearing Wang Dong's message, he smiled unknowingly.

He chuckled at the strong man beside him, who was more than two meters tall and had a strong body, "Our little friend finally can't help it. ”

The strong man sneered: "I think Nelson Supreme is dizzy to believe that a hairy boy will be the savior of mankind." ”

Hearing the three words of savior, a strange expression flashed on the slender middle-aged scholar's face, and he casually pushed a terrifying historiography module that might turn the two into historical tragedies into the distance.

Then he smiled and said: "Even if there is a savior, it will only be those two adults, the longer we stay in the group on the other side, the more we can feel the greatness of the two adults, maybe we will not be able to explore the truth behind them in our lifetimes?" But I believe that the project on the other side will never fail like this!"

The middle-aged man paused, and once again said in a firm tone: "Absolutely not!"

"So" the strong man stopped, because the explosion of the historiography module in front of him caused a large area of historical lines to break, and if he moved forward like this, even with the ability of the two of them, he would experience the terrifying change from young to old and from old to young again and again in a very short period of time.

The biological organism and the constant of reality determine that human beings cannot withstand such a huge change in a short period of time.

The strong man continued: "Are we going or not going tomorrow?"

The middle-aged scholar did not speak, he looked into the distance, where there was a strong explosion of history, in which many illusions appeared that he had not seen before.

He quickly stopped, took out his phone, and filmed the visions one by one.

The middle-aged scholar whispered: "It seems that we are stuck here again, the truth is in front of us, but we can't enter, if that Wang Er Supreme is still alive, maybe we have hope." ”

The strong man smiled bitterly: "In addition to Nelson Supreme, how many people will believe in us? Not to mention let the first historian in human history come up to work for us." ”

The middle-aged scholar smiled and did not dwell on this question.

It is extremely difficult for the team to maintain its current size and authority, and all he can do is to produce an impressive result before the Holy Land of Science completely gives up hope.

"We have to go to tomorrow's party. The middle-aged scholar went on to say: "The glory of the project on the other side must not be tarnished. ”

……

Early in the morning of the second day.

After Liu Fei finished breakfast, he wandered to the Scholars Committee of the Holy Land of Science alone.

There are too many restrictions, and most scholars lack access.

Therefore, it is not as convenient as coming alone.

As soon as I arrived outside the door of the committee, I saw Wang Dong and Ista standing outside the control line of the academic committee with a bitter expression.

"Good morning. Liu Fei greeted the two with a smile.

"Hello team leader. Wang Dong waved his hand to Liu Fei with a lazy smile on his face: "If you don't come again, we will be arrested." ”

There was not a hint of a smile on Ista's face, and she even quietly left two steps away as Wang Dong spoke.

Because this thing actually came with a camera, and the devil knows where he got the guts to dare to take pictures in the holy land of science.

Liu Fei rolled his eyes.

Therefore, Wang Dong, who lets go of himself, is sometimes really underwhelmed.

Garrison scholars know Liu Fei.

These days, Liu Fei often comes to the Scholars Committee.

They discussed this matter in private.

You must know that the Council of Scholars of the Holy Land of Science is the most mysterious and important place in the entire human world.

On weekdays, not to mention a college student, even dignitaries from various countries, and even chief scholars have to go through layers of review before they can enter here.

Liu Fei is good, he walks around the scholar committee twice in three days, which is more punctual than eating.

After coming and going, Liu Fei was quite familiar with this group of garrison scholars.

"Your Excellency Liu Fei, it's braised pork at noon today, you're the right one. The scholar on the back of his hand greeted with a smile.

Liu Fei's eyes lit up: "Did Chef Chen make it?"

"That's right, yesterday Nelson Supreme knew that you were coming, and specially instructed the canteen to let Chef Chen Datou. The garrison scholar looked envious, Liu Fei must be his own son.

There is nothing to say about the treatment.

Liu Fei has long been accustomed to this kind of ridicule, he said hello to a few garrison scholars, and even the identity verification was saved, and he directly took Wang Dong and the two of them in.

Wang Dong and Ista looked at each other.

I have heard that Boss Fei has a good relationship with the bigwigs of the Scholars Committee, but when I really see it, it still makes people feel incredible.

That's how my own son is treated, right?

It was the first time that Wang Dong and Ista had the opportunity to come to the Scholars Council, and the protective academic circles that could be seen everywhere and the academic wonders everywhere all showed the mystery and greatness of this place.

Under the guidance of Liu Fei, he walked through an unknown number of false spaces, and as long as one of them made a mistake, he would fall into the abyss and never be able to leave.

The three of them finally came to a small courtyard with a national style, pavilions, drizzle and breeze, and a faint smell of bamboo in the light world rendered by ink.

In the pavilion sat a man, perhaps because of his age, who was slightly out of shape.

Although he worked hard to maintain his bearing, he also had a bit of a grandmaster style in a gray cloth robe.

But if this dress is a blonde middle-aged fat man, it will be completely different.

Wang Dong held back a mouthful of old blood, and roared wildly in his heart: "Nelson is supreme! You tnd is an idol in the hearts of countless scholars, don't play cosplay or something, it's okay, you want to lose fans." ”

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