Zhang Xun did not enter the other world again that night.

He spent the rest of his time going out to buy some supplements for himself, but unfortunately he didn't know which aspect he needed to supplement in this situation, it was always probably mental attrition, so it was always right to buy something that strengthened his foundation and cultivated his mind and calmed his mind.

It's a tonic, not a health supplement.

After coming back, he ate it, and I don't know if it was his own recovery or the fact that the food that was not cheap really had an effect, or it was just a psychological effect, in short, the next morning, when he woke up, he was very relieved to find that his complexion had improved a lot.

"Probably, it's equivalent to restoring eighty or ninety percent of its appearance. ”

He looked at his face in the mirror and was satisfied.

In this case, that is, with the current situation, he can enter the Atlas every other day, of course, he doesn't know if it will hurt him if he does it too often.

A lot of damage is a small accumulation of injuries that take a long time to create a disaster.

Everything is moderate, and if it is excessive, it will cause harm.

Nothing happens during the day, just one more person.

"Hi ~ Welcome to the leadership inspection. ”

Lin Xiaoye temporarily took Gao Peipei's job and became a clerk here.

Her father was supportive of this matter, and Zhang Xun felt that Lin Rong might not really think that this was a promising job, but since Lin Xiaoye had been demobilized from the army not long ago, it would always take time to adapt to this society and make up for the missing two years.

"Comrades have worked hard. Zhang Xun couldn't help laughing.

Then he asked, "Just here?"

"yes. ”

Zhang Xun was sorting out the bookshelves upstairs just now, Lin Xiaoye hadn't come when he went upstairs, but now when he went downstairs, he saw that she was already dressed and started to work.

"By the way, this is what my dad wants me to give you. Lin Xiaoye suddenly slapped his forehead and took out a thick folder from the practical backpack that had no trendy taste.

Zhang Xun was overjoyed, took it, and said, "Thank you Uncle Lin for me." ”

Then he didn't stay any longer, and hurriedly found a quiet place to look around.

There is a lot of paper, and the text is very dense, some of which are electronic document prints, and the other part is handwritten copies, the latter accounting for the vast majority.

As Lin Rong said, according to the date notes on the paper, these are all materials from many years ago, but fortunately, their research is focused on ancient times, so there is no problem of timeliness.

At Zhang Xun's request yesterday, the information sent by Lin Rong mainly focused on ancient Europe.

And what Zhang Xun attaches the most importance to in these words is the "plan" given by Lin Rong.

Lin Rong gave two sets of plans, and it can be seen that the main body of these two plans is the previous research notes, but only a small change has been made to the Yingyang setting given by Zhang Xun, which is very simple, so it did not cost Lin Rong much effort.

In addition to this, there are three weapon styles to be designed.

A cross-shaped heavy sword brought from Bai Xiang's house.

One is an ordinary standard long sword.

Others are a kind of light armor, that is, armor.

It's not comprehensive, but it's what Zhang Xun needs the most at the moment, if there are more weapon designs Lin Rong also has, but in a short period of time, Yingyang's production capacity can't have the spare power to manufacture.

In short, when Zhang Xun finished browsing the entire folder, he slowly closed the cover, and then couldn't help but sigh.

"This money is not spent!"

Calling out the light curtain, he saw that in the order column, the order to summon the alchemy masters of the whole country to the palace had been completed at 80%, and then he began to look forward to the arrival of the night.

……

……

It was another quiet night.

Zhang Xun locked himself in the hut and waited quietly.

This time he was not in a hurry to fall asleep, but waited, waiting for the night to be thicker.

According to his thoughts, the first time, he went to bed early at night, so he woke up in the early morning of Yingyang, so this time he slept later, maybe it could come around noon in the morning of Yingyang.

When he felt that the time was almost up, Zhang Xun finally lay down on the bed, and then silently recalled the information that he had memorized for a long time, and finally clicked "enter" again.

……

Otherworldly.

Eagle Fly.

Lancôme walks through the palace.

She walked slowly down the hallway with her head down, looking preoccupied.

She did have something on her mind.

For the past two days, she has been observing King Luke.

In fact, as Luke's maid who had served him since he was a prince, Lancôme should have been very familiar with him, and of course, Lancôme had always believed in this way until that early morning two days ago.

But now, whenever there is no one else, Lancôme will inexplicably think of that early morning, or rather half of the day.

Everything is afraid of contrast.

In the previous years, she was used to Luke's dull personality, and she didn't have any other ideas, she just felt that it should be so, but after she saw Luke on the day Zhang Xun came, she didn't think so.

Lancôme felt that Luke of "that day" was more vivid.

For no reason, she just had this idea, and if she had to make a metaphor, it would be painting.

On weekdays, Luke seems to be a black and white sketch, but "that day" Luke suddenly becomes an oil painting or watercolor, in short, there is color.

"It's a pity, it's like an epiphany. Lancôme sighed.

Luke's freshness seemed to have only existed for half a day, and he was back to "normal" after he left the piece of paper with the strange symbol painted on it in his study.

In the eyes of the delicate Lancôme, it was like watching a painting fade with her own eyes.

Even now, she began to wonder if her head was dizzy, and she had some kind of hallucination about "that day".

"Alas. ”

Lancôme sighed and looked up, only to realize that she had arrived outside Luke's study.

At this time, Luke was generally reading, as if there was no major event, rain or shine, and the habit of being mechanically fixed.

Lancôme was also used to bringing him fruit to eat while he was studying.

Stopping, Lancôme was about to knock on the door.

But it was only at this time that Lancôme, who had been in a daze for a long time, was surprised to find that there was a crack in the door of the study, and when he looked through the gap, Luke was gone.

"Huh, what about Your Majesty?" Lancôme muttered to herself.

She was surprised, as if she had seen a clock that had been walking on time for several years suddenly fail, and she felt an inexplicable panic.

And then......

Suddenly, she heard the familiar voice of "Luke" in the distance.

"Yes, clean this up, move the stone, smash it if you can't move it!"

"Is that ink dry? If not, go and get the wind to blow and the sun to dry, I'm in a hurry to use it. ”

"Chalk...... Chalk is, calcium carbonate know is not limestone?"

"Don't move chairs, ask for stools, easy to sit on, and do you have paper and pencil ready?"

……

The voice was clearly Luke giving orders, and along with his words, there were the voices and footsteps of the rest of the palace attendants, and the sound of moving things, which was chaotic.

Lancôme was stunned and stunned.

It took a while to hurry forward, and the source of the sound was in a corner of the Imperial Garden, and when Lancôme walked around a cluster of yellow and green trees, he saw "Luke" standing in the crowd giving orders.

Although it was autumn, the temperature was not low, Zhang Xun was busy arranging while calculating the time, and he actually made a sweat and a dry mouth.

"Hey, Lancôme, you're here. ”

At this time, Zhang Xun suddenly saw Lancôme, who was stupidly holding a fruit tray and staring at the big blue eyes that couldn't understand the situation, he greeted him casually, and then walked over, picked up an apple from the fruit plate, and took a bite hard.

Juice overflows the mouth.

Very sweet.

Zhang Xun's cheeks puffed up, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the simple open-air classroom that was gradually being built, with a very serious expression.

What he didn't notice was that there was suddenly something inexplicable in Lancôme's eyes.

She suddenly realized that the living majesty of "that day" had returned.