Exhausted and bruised.

Luo Chuan supported his body with his hands and was about to stand up, but his feet hurt terribly.

Picking up your hands and feet from the spot, the museum lights are back on.

It turned out that the raised stone that tripped him was also a switch for the museum lights.

Staggering around the museum.

Despite the lights on, the entire second floor was very dark.

This is no longer the dark galaxy wreckage display on the first floor.

It's a strange-shaped stone, yellowed kelp paper.

A strong curiosity overcame the sharp pain in the foot.

The kelp paper is slightly yellow, and there is only one sentence below that introduces the "Secret History of the Interstellar War Period"

As with all kelp paper on the core planet, there are no words on it.

This so-called "secret history" is also blank.

Interstellar wars?

The headmaster once mentioned it.

Luo Chuan opened his left hand, and the communication device kept flashing, which was a hint that he was searching.

However, a few minutes later, a sentence appeared on the communicator.

"Page not found, do not search again"

When Luo Chuan was about to continue to restart the search function of the communicator, the communicator struck.

All he answered was a black screen.

Damn it!

Didn't Suzaku say that this communicator is very versatile?

I couldn't even search for a piece of kelp paper after a long day.

Luo Chuan frowned, staring at the yellowed kelp paper.

What exactly is recorded on this kelp paper.

"I'm a student of history," he said for the first time so proudly about his major, "what history I can't know?" ”

Huge museum, nothing responded.

"Hey, I forgot," Luo Chuan sighed helplessly, "I'm just one student in the entire academy." ”

It's just him!

In a trance, I felt a dizziness in my brain, a bit like weightlessness, and a bit like a dream.

Then, with a "thud", he fell to the ground.

The whole person was in a trance.

With blue walls, the room is 100 square meters long, and a huge glass panel in front of it comes into view.

It is a transparent glass panel, rectangular, five square meters in size.

"Where am I?"

The communicator flashed, and a map appeared.

The flashing red dot on it means that he is now in the teaching building of the Faculty of History.

"Am I not in a museum?" Luo Chuan looked confused.

"If I hadn't used teleportation for you," Professor Shangguan's hologram appeared in front of the glass plate, "I don't know how many minutes you'd be late!" ”

Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't expect that he could still move instantly?

One day, teleport to the School of Biology, or the School of Law to find Baihu and Xuanwu to play.

"Don't desert," Professor Shangguan's beard kept vibrating with the voice.

"The board that you need for a lecture will appear on the glass plate, but it will disappear within ten seconds."

"The weird academy, even the board books have to be wiped off at any time, it's really a test of memory, and the brain is not enough!"

Luo Chuan complained in a low voice.

"The future of interstellar megatrends, core planets" appeared on the glass plate.

Professor Shangguan's hologram appeared in front of the glass plate, and his white clothes fluttered, quite a bit like a fairy wind and bones.

"A good memory is better than a bad pen," Shangguan said.

Luo Chuan hurriedly took out his kelp notebook and made notes in the notebook.

Professor Shangguan's hologram was still flickering.

Speaking of which, Professor Shangguan is really a talent, he can tell the ten characteristics of the core planet without textbooks and without any auxiliary equipment, although Luo Chuan has long since remembered what he talked about in class, but he still thinks that the professor is very powerful.

The entire classroom was surprisingly empty.

"The core planet is the center of the entire interstellar planet, and it took many years to become the center of the interstellar ---," Professor Shangguan was still gushing.

"Did an interstellar war break out?" Luo Chuan said suddenly.

"Luo Chuan" Professor Shangguan gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Don't interrupt me." ”

Luo Chuan opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Who knows, Professor Shangguan continued, "Never mention this word again. ”

With that, the hologram is gone.

Looking at the keywords recorded in the notebook, "biological center", "genetic modification", "biological experiment"

It is true that there is not a word or sentence that mentions "interstellar wars"

Luo Chuan suddenly realized that the entire school knew about interstellar warfare, but only Professor Shangguan was so sensitive to this word, then this word must contain a huge secret of the core planet.

But who could he ask?

He was the only student in the entire Faculty of History.

Looking out the window, the sea view is dazzling and beautiful.

If only my sister were there.

Now, it's not even clear whether she's dead or alive.

Luo Chuan's fist slammed into the desk.

It's all because I'm too useless, why didn't I pull my sister hard at that time, as long as my sister persists for a while, we can come to the core planet together.

Professor Shangguan's hologram suddenly stopped shaking.

"Luo Chuan" Professor Shangguan's face was vicious, "What are you doing?" ”

"I ---"

I want to blurt it out, I want to tell Professor Shangguan how much, and this strange Divine Beast High School, he doesn't care about what school, let alone the plan of StarCraft on the core planet, what genetic modification, biological experiments have nothing to do with him, okay!

Now, if anyone can make his sister stand in front of him unharmed, let him do whatever he wants!

However, he swallowed these words again.

"I'm sorry."

Professor Shangguan was quiet for a while, paused in his throat, and continued.

"I forgot to remind you that you are responsible for the hygiene of the School of History."

That's right, except for Professor Shangguan in the School of History, he is the only one left, and a teacher of such a big professor must not be able to clean up in person, and the one who cleans can only be him Luo Chuan!

I feel sad when I think about it, my thin body, I have to go to class during the day and clean at night, and I am really tired to death.

Luo Chuan began to clean up, and the entire classroom was dusty.

"Bang"

Then, Luo Chuan felt an inexplicable pain, and realized that he had fallen to the ground.

This rickety school building is almost dead, and it is unstable to stand every day.

Luo Chuan said angrily.

"Ah---h

No one will hear.

"Why Myself"

Luo Chuan threw away the broom, picked up the pen and stood in front of the glass plate.

Write stroke by stroke, "Luo" and "Lan"

Sister, you wait, I must rescue you.

Luo Chuan picked up the broom again and prepared to clean the next place, the museum.

The School of History, which records the past and present lives of the entire universe, may have some way to rescue Roland.

Thinking of this, Luo Chuan showed a smile.

As long as he is alive, Roland must be rescued.

Flipping his right hand, the communicator flashed.

For the first time in a long time, he felt that the School of History held a huge secret of the entire core planet.

Also, I don't think it's hard to study here.