On O'Hara's side, little Robin carried Chen Mo back to his room, and in a trance, he didn't notice why Chen Mo fell in mid-air.

Chen Mo, who was lying on Little Robin's back, was also big-hearted, although he noticed that Little Robin was in a little abnormal, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

After all, this is Sister Robin, who is almost better than herself, and Chen Mo feels that instead of worrying about her, it is better to think about her own problems more realistically.

When Chen Mo returned to the room, as in the past, he took the book that Little Robin had prepared for him and read it quietly.

And the little Robin next to him was not like in the past, and he also sat quietly beside Chen Mo, looking at his books.

At this moment, little Robin was distraught, just staring blankly ahead.

As soon as he was free, little Robin couldn't help but think back to what happened in the basement of the Tree of All-Knowing.

The basement, which had been empty, suddenly stored one of the archaeologists' ultimate pursuits, the "historical text" stele.

The professors who longed for him were actually studying the "blank 100 years" that the world government strictly banned from research.

What surprised little Robin even more was that he was able to roughly understand the "historical text".

Frightened, little Robin accidentally made a noise.

In the silence, the sound was no different from thunder.

Little Robin, who knew that he was exposed, had no choice but to take the initiative to stand in front of Dr. Cloba.

"Dr. Kloba, I'm sorry!" When many doctors were surprised by the appearance of little Robin, little Robin said timidly.

At this moment, many archaeologists looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Little Robin plucked up courage and said. "I want to help you, can you get me involved."

"Little Robin, do you know what we're doing?" Dr. Kloba led the crowd and asked.

"You know, through the 'historical text' to study the 'blank 100 years'!" Robin Jr. said.

"Then you dare to talk nonsense here?" Dr. Kloba laughed angrily and said. "Get out of the old man's house immediately, leave the Tree of All-Knowing, if you let the old man know that you dare to tell the story here......"

After a moment's pause, Dr. Kloba continued. "If you dare to speak out, I will remove you from the Tree of Omniscience, and forbid you to borrow books from the Tree of Knowing for eternity!"

"However, if I can also read the text on the 'historical text', why am I not allowed to participate?" Little Robin clenched his little fists and asked himself.

"How is that possible?"

Suddenly, the archaeologists let out an exclamation.

After all, even the learned Dr. Klopa did not dare to claim to be able to read all the words on the "historical text".

"If you don't believe me, I'll read it to you!" Little Robin stared at the "Historical Text" stele, shouting as he read the text above. "In the year 621 of the Haiyuan calendar, it is called the ...... of Im"

"Shut !!" Dr. Kloba gasped in horror and yelled to interrupt Robin's reading.

"This is not the realm that you little girl can decipher, all the wrong interpretations, don't insult the ancient text."

"In the future, without the permission of the old man, it is strictly forbidden for you to interpret ancient texts without authorization." Dr. Kloba said hurriedly.

"But that's what it says!" Little Robin said firmly.

"Shut up, it's absolutely wrong. In order not to insult the reputation of the Tree of All-Knowing, in the future, in the outside world, it is strictly forbidden for you to talk nonsense, let alone claim that you can decipher ancient texts! Dr. Cloba's chest rose and fell sharply, and he said.

Dr. Kloba paused, took out an archaeologist's badge symbolizing the recognition of the Tree of Omniscience, and threw it into Robin's hand.

"Now, this badge is yours, get the old man out of the tree of omniscience immediately." Dr. Kloba cursed in a vicious tone.

Suddenly, Dr. Kloba remembered another Chen Mo who was more talented than Little Robin, since Little Robin could read ancient characters at such an age, maybe Chen Mo could too!

"Take Xiaomo, you two will get out of here, the farther away the better, don't come back without the permission of the old man!" Dr. Cloba yelled.

"But, I really want to help you!" Little Robin was angrily scolded by the usually kind Dr. Kloba, and his eyes were slightly wet with grievance, but he still insisted. "I'm sure I can help!"

"!!" Dr. Kloba endured the heartache, and in a hurry, slapped little Robin in the face.

Suddenly, many archaeologists standing behind him could hardly help but step forward to persuade Dr. Chloba and comfort the little Robin, who was like his own child.

But thinking of the result of a momentary soft-heartedness, many archaeologists still endured their grief and stopped their steps.

Little Robin was directly stunned by Dr. Kloba's slap, and only felt that his face was hot and painful, and it hurt to the bottom of his heart and soul.

Seeing Dr. Kloba's desperate back to him, little Robin wiped his tears, forced himself to whimper, and fled out of the basement.

But what little Robin didn't see was that Dr. Cloba, who was facing away from her at the moment, had tears on his face, crying profusely, but he bit his lip tightly and didn't make the slightest sound.

When he heard the footsteps of little Robin fading away, Dr. Kloba could not hold back any longer, and in a trance, he sat on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

"The old man actually slapped little Robin, how can he do this? Woowoo woo ......"

Crying and crying, Dr. Kloba, who couldn't bear the guilt, twitched his hands frantically at his old face, and said as he hit. "Little Robin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're still young, you can't die with us old guys, you can't die yet......"

The rest of the archaeologists stepped forward one after another, patting Dr. Kloba's shoulder soothingly, with tears in the corners of their eyes, but they also didn't say a word!

It took a long time for Dr. Kloba to calm down, and he took his colleague's palm and struggled to his feet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, little Robin is so good, we have a successor to the archaeology of the Tree of Omniscience!"

When many archaeologists heard this, their heavy faces couldn't help but show a little happiness and pride.

After all, little Robin can be regarded as the one they grew up watching, both like their apprentice and like their child.

"What we have done has been doomed to us since the moment the world government noticed it."

"It's better to be detained for life, and worst is to be shot on the spot, it's no big deal!"

"In order to return the 'blank 100 years' to the world, in order to fill the gap in the history of human development, and for the progress of mankind, it is not a pity for us to die!"

"Everyone, continue our mission!" Dr. Kloba staggered to his feet, but his tone was unequivocally firm.

Many archaeologists, with pilgrimage-like fortitude on their faces, once again devoted themselves to research.

For hundreds of years, the Tree of Omniscience has secretly accumulated a large number of scattered rubbings of the "historical text", but it has always lacked a real "historical text" stele and it is difficult to determine the true ordering and interpretation of ancient texts.

After all, more than a dozen sentences are sorted in different ways, and the semantics can be described as very different.

And now, this "historical text" stele will be like a key, which can connect the Tree of All-Knowing Tree for hundreds of years of research by archaeologists and go straight to the door of the truth of the "Blank One Hundred Years"!

Dr. Kloba felt that they were very close to the finish line!!