In the same moonlight, there was a dim light in the silence.

Between the rows of huge bookshelves, an old man in a long white robe swept across the rows of heavy book spines with a serious expression.

He looked to be in his forties, his hair was about to fall out, the few remaining gray hairs were unkempt, his white research coat was covered in dirt and dust, it seemed that it had not been washed in a long time, and there was a strange sour smell all over his body, like pickled cucumbers and sake lees that had been left for too long.

Like a beggar, when you stare at the book and meditate, your eyes are deep and bottomless.

"Charles, I've always thought that I'm successful because I'm standing on the shoulders of giants, don't you think?" he said suddenly.

"Snort!" the blonde young man snorted coldly and scoffed, "You can think whatever you want." ”

"No, I'm asking......" The old man staggered hard, and then stomped hard under his feet, looking elated, as if he were about to do a cheerful tap dance:

"—How does it feel to be this 'giant'?"

At his feet, Charles carried the damned old man in humiliation: "...... Can I curse?"

"Yes, you can't scold me anyway. ”

The old man named Newton stepped on his shoulder, whistled, and took down an old book from the top of the sixth shelf, and was excited: "Ahahaha, I finally found it! Charles, you have made a great contribution as a 'mount'! On behalf of the Institute, I would like to commend you!"

“...... Praise the devil!" Charles' expression twitched, and the sound of teeth rubbing against each other was like a kitchen knife rubbing against a pallet, eager to eat the old man alive.

As the saying goes, there are people outside the people, there are people outside the people, and there are people outside the people. Charles, the slut, has been roaming Avalon for so many years. But I didn't expect that there was such a big pit waiting for me.

I accidentally signed the work agreement of the Royal Academy, and after I came to work happily, I was kicked into the gutter by this damn old man.

Nominally, he rose to the top of the ranks, becoming the world's premier master of mechanical engineering, the test assistant to the president of the Royal Academy, and his personal secretary.

But after going to work, I found out that all my colleagues threw it at me. It's all a look of pity.

"Don't try to keep up with me. ”

Newton said at the time: "You cannot understand the realm of genius by mediocrity, so do your part obediently, and shine silently where others can't see."

I don't need you to contribute so much in experiments and research, you have brains and don't have ...... Well, as for the specific work content, I just need to obediently perform the fire ring for me to decompress and have fun. ”

In short, Charles' job is to be in charge of being tossed around by this old man...... For example, in order to satisfy his desire to take a bath while overlooking the beautiful scenery of Avalon, he ran all over the city to find the construction team and materials, and added a swimming pool on the top floor of the research institute.

Kindness. Private, it is accompanied by a full range of fine wines and the best bartenders.

And then at the ribbon-cutting ceremony on the day of the cover, when the world's top bartender traveled thousands of miles to report in an aristocratic reserved and affectionate tone, Newton was a bastard...... Blew up that pool in front of him!

"Okay, it's none of your business, you can go back. ”

He looked at everyone stunned and laughed. Overjoyed.

One-third of the budget of the whole research institute this month was tossed by him in such a fancy way!

Therefore, human neuropathy is not terrible. The scary thing is that after this person went insane, there were all kinds of stupid forks who went to the door to send money to him to burn and play.

To this, Charles can only say: there is something wrong with this kind of person!

Fortunately, after burning the entire Institute's budget for the month in various unbelievable ways, the budget review authority of Anglo's first department sent a euphemistic letter. Say you've been playing for six months and it's time to finish playing, hurry up and get to work, or we won't be able to reimburse you for all your brothels and private clubs in Avalon this year.

- The reason why the wording is very euphemistic is because this thing used to be a financial adviser to the National Bank of Anglo for a month, eating, drinking and having fun for a month. By the way, it solved the problem that the previous term couldn't solve for decades.

In fact, he got the proposal to solve the problem on the first day of work, and the remaining 29 days were spent on prostitution and gambling, if the secretary hadn't found out early, he could still play like this for half a year!

All in all, since Uncle Qian's patience was almost exhausted, Newton thought about it with his lower body and decided that in order to keep his VIP membership, it was better to pay attention to his work.

And so began Charles' tormented career...... In just a few days, he battled wits and courage with this old man, and in order to keep his 'decent job', he continued to start a bloody and tearful career.

After hours of carrying the old man on his mount, he finally found what he was looking for in the mountains of archives.

It's just that he is extremely curious about this.

What is it about the research that is worth it for Newton, a bastard with a high eye, to give up an important secret demonstration that is about to begin, and let the whole project team go for hours to find it?

And it's stored in a very secret archive......

"What, you want to see it?"

Newton noticed his curiosity with a distracted face, and after pondering for a moment, he bowed his head: "Okay, you have put so much effort into this project, and you are indeed qualified to share this great masterpiece with me." ”

Charles was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this old guy to be so generous, and after hesitating for a moment, he leaned over. The old book had been yellowed and curled, and many pages had been glued together, and the key parts seemed to have been spilled on something, and they were extremely blurred.

"Ah, my great knight, unsheath your dragon-slaying sword, I can't wait...... Ah, what a majestic holy spear, I have been impressed by your bravery...... Ahh......hh Come on, my little wolfdog, and treat me with ferocity......"

The more Charles looked at it, the more ugly his expression became, until he finally threw the whole book to the ground: "Isn't this the Yellow Book!"

You released so many pigeons, and you hung the representatives of the Royal Orchestra on my shoulders for three hours, delaying the final steps of the experiment, just to find a yellow book in the Secret Archive!?"

"What do you mean! This is what I treasured a long time ago. ”

Newton picked it up from the ground with a distressed look on his face, and said with a serious face: "Don't you think that the more you get to this time, the more you need a little yellow book to help you enjoy it?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the macula on it: "Look, I've used it so many times! ”

"Please don't!"

As if he had seen a ghost, Charles was filled with righteous indignation: "Forget about the yellow book, but why are they all aunts?! Not even a young one!, and they tear their stockings at every turn and lick their shoes at every turn...... Can't you have a little taste!"

"Young man, you're quite picky. Newton's smile suddenly became mysterious, and he leaned over and lowered his voice: "I also have the smaller one, the manuscript of the Marquis de Sade a hundred years ago: "The Holy Land"! The story of nineteen little girls who fell in paradise......"

Charles's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course!"

Newton became more and more mysterious: "There are three more undisclosed chapters of the plot that will definitely leave you stunned......"

In the dim light, the two men whispered, their expressions constantly changing.

For some reason, of course, the original solemn and secret atmosphere is gone, only a obscene atmosphere that can't be dissolved-

There was the sound of hurried footsteps in the silent corridor, and the person in charge, who was already in despair, finally expected Newton to appear, and followed him, whispering a report on the situation at the test site.

"Everyone has already arrived, why have you been missing for another four hours?"

"It's only been four hours, and you're acting like you're going to die. Then the next time I go out for five or six days and come back, won't I find you dead?"

"But, however, the representatives of the Royal Orchestra have been impatient. ”

"What's the use of being impatient, and if I'm not happy, don't I have to wait?"

Newton glanced at him and strode ahead.

Seeing that he was full of confidence, the person in charge who had no bottom in his heart was about to go crazy: "The key is that we have not carried out debugging and trimming at all before this, and we will start production after completing the 'prototype' in a hurry, if your calculation is wrong......"

"Idiot, do you need to ask? That must be the wrong world. ”

Newton shook him off and strode away, leaving the dumbfounded person in charge.

Next to him, Charles whistled gloating and patted him on the shoulder:

"Hey, brother, do you want a yellow book......"

“......”——

In the silence of the underground experimental field, there was an atmosphere of anxiety, and all the commissioners who came to see the results of the test sat on the few simple chairs specially prepared for them with dark faces, drinking glass after glass of inferior lemonade. But the anxiety in my heart was not extinguished, but my bladder was tormented.

Anyone who has been released for four hours will not be very happy, let alone these commissioners who are at least powerful in the various secret departments?

While the Royal Academy's style has been consistently fucked up in recent decades, fucked up to this extent...... It's just infuriating, but they have to wait, like dogs......

At the very least, the deputy head of the Royal Orchestra in charge of guarding Avalon has not shown any impatience so far.

From the very beginning, Mr. André had been sitting upright in his place, his eyes downcast, his expression cold, and without any agitation.

It's like a stone carving.

And now, the stone carving's lowered eyes are finally slowly lifted.

"It's coming. ”

He said. (To be continued.) )