Luo Chuan's face was cold and he didn't say a word, which made Nangong Tian a little confused.

Nangong Tian followed behind without a single step, and the sound of their footsteps echoed in the corridor.

After walking far away, Luo Chuan suddenly turned his head sideways and asked, "Do you see if I have a pimple on my face?" ”

Nangong Tian wanted to swing his fist and beat Luo Chuan at this time.

What kind of question did Luo Chuan ask?

At such an important moment, Luo Chuan still couldn't come up with a normal question in his mind.

At this time, Nangong Tian's heart was still thinking about how to solve the problem of that piece of paper, but this Luo Chuan still cared if there was a pimple on his face.

This kind of teammate, he really can't help it.

"Ogawa, how long are we going to stay here?"

"Look," Nangong Tian pointed to the transparent glass spiral staircase outside the window. "It's only five minutes from the museum to the ladder, and you keep saying that you want to leave the bottom of the sea and wander in space, but what happened?"

Luo Chuan stopped.

Nangong Tian was right, they had been in the museum for more than a Star Week.

In his opinion, this is also incredible.

"I don't want to stay here either, but now we can only stay here."

"Xiaochuan" Nangong Tian said, "Look at you now, you find a mirror to take a good look at your current face, your face is yellow and thin, you want to be a little radish head!" ”

"Don't talk." Luo Chuan said vigilantly, he seemed to hear something, this sound did not come from the museum, nor from the two of them.

"Are you too embarrassed not to tell me to talk?" Nangong Tian thought that Luo Chuan was preventing him from complaining, so his voice became louder, "I'm—"

Nangong Tian's mouth was violently blocked by Luo Chuan.

Nangong Tian was buzzing under Luo Chuan's fist on the one hand, and regretting that he didn't say what was in his heart earlier.

Just now in the museum, he should have talked to Luo Chuan about this piece of paper.

Luo Chuan used all his body to drag Nangong Tian to the end of the corridor.

Nangong Tian felt that it was useless for him to resist again, so he quieted down.

"What's that sound?" Nangong Tian also faintly heard some voices, judging from the timbre of the voices, these voices came from some people he was familiar with, but these people were not his classmates or friends, but most likely his professors.

And the source of these voices is not from the Faculty of History, but from the huge conference room of the school headquarters.

"Last Thursday, a few of you listened to me talk about how the time machine works and visited the physical object in the lab that is nearing completion. The machine is still there, and I only used it for one trip, and after that trip, it was indeed a little broken, a ivory stick cracked, and a brass crossbar was out of shape, but the rest was intact. It was supposed to be completed last Friday, but that day, when the assembly was about to end, I noticed that one of the nickel rods was a full inch short and had to be redone. As a result, the entire machine was not completed until this morning. At ten o'clock this morning, my first time machine was born. Finally I gently patted the machine, tightened all the screws, added a few drops of oil to the quartz rod, and sat in the driver's seat. I didn't know what was going to happen next, and maybe it was the equivalent of putting a gun to my head. I grabbed a lever in each hand and pulled down the first one, followed by the second. For a moment I felt like the world was spinning, as if I was falling into the abyss in a nightmare. I looked around, and the lab was still the same. Did something happen? I immediately suspected that my head was a little unconscious. At this time I noticed the clock, which was a little past ten o'clock, but now it was almost half past three! ”

"Professor Nangong, isn't it a bit too early for you to say this?" Teacher Panda said without changing her usual indifferent tone.

"What's this early? I thought about it, I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth, and clenched the start lever with both hands, and the machine made a 'boom' sound. The lab was hazy and dark. Yu Chimu walked in, apparently not seeing me, and walked towards the door that led to the museum. He was supposed to walk through there in about a minute, but I felt like he was walking through the room at rocket speed. I pulled the lever to the limit, and the night was like turning off the lights, and in an instant, it was tomorrow. The lab was dim and hazy, and then the light grew darker and darker. Tomorrow night is coming, and then day, night, and day, and everyday. The roar of the machine swirling filled my ear drums, and an unprecedented and indescribable sense of panic hit me. ”

"You also said that it was just thinking about the beginning," the accent of Mr. Panda's tone was placed on the words "want to be the beginning".

Teacher Panda knew deep in his heart that Professor Nangong suddenly mentioned his "time machine" just to escape the inevitable war with the dark galaxy this time.

Professor Nangong is explaining a very profound question to them. This question is about the "time machine".

There are many commentators on the "time machine", but in the interstellar world, there has been no hearing of the event where the time machine can actually work.

Professor Nangong has a "time machine" that can accurately locate time and space in the future.

His gray eyes flickered and looked radiant, and his face was usually pale without a trace of blood, but now it glowed red with excitement and excitement. The soft glow of the ocean incandescent lamps in the conference room caught the bubbles rolling in their glasses. The chair they sit on is a patented product of his design, and it is not so much that we are sitting on the chair as it is that the chair is hugging and caressing us. After a hearty dinner, the atmosphere in the room is very cozy, and the minds like to run free and do not understand anything. He held out his slender index finger to point us to the point, while also telling them about the profound question. They all sat lazily and admired Professor Nangong's seriousness and rich imagination in this new fallacy of the time machine.

"So the time machine can solve all the problems of the stars." Professor Nangong had an unstoppable expression.

The room erupted in thunderous applause.

Even Luo Chuan, who was standing in the corridor of the museum, was sweating in his palms.

Luo Chuan clutched the yellowed piece of paper tightly in his hand, and there was only one thought in his heart.

Be sure to check out the conference room in the main school headquarters.