Zheng Qing met Su Shijun at the door of the two-dimensional laboratory.

At the time, the upper member of the Moonlight Council was chatting with an illusory figure floating in mid-air. The two of them spoke very quickly, and the tone was a little strange, mixed with some sizzling sounds that seemed to be disturbed by electric currents, and even with the help of the translation array that enveloped the whole island, Zheng Qing still couldn't hear what they were talking about.

It's just that Zheng Qing is more interested in the illusory figure floating in mid-air than the content of their chat.

At first he thought it was a ghost.

As one of the five high-ranking races of the Moonless Council, and as the most widespread and oldest magical life in the wizarding world, ghosts are not uncommon on campus—including between the bookshelves in the depths of the Book Mountain Pavilion, on the windowsill at the end of the corridor of the teaching building, and on the overgrown hill in the back garden of the campus, where thousands of wizard bones are buried.

The most striking sign of ghosts is their pearly color, mist-like illusory bodies, and many old ghosts are surrounded by turquoise ghost fire.

Just like the illusory figure who was talking to Su Shijun - its form was also illusory, and there were strings of points of light around it. However, unlike the ghost, the illusory figure's body was not pearl-colored, but emitted a pale purple halo, as if it were a three-dimensional projection. The points of light around it are carefully distinguished, and they are only some blue and blue light, not ghost fire.

This is not a ghost, the young public scholarship student repeats his judgment in the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps hearing his heart, Su Shijun, who was chatting happily, turned his head to look at Zheng Qing, nodded slightly, and then turned back to the illusory figure and introduced: "He is the body of DYDX-S-NO. 1 test subject, Zheng Qing." ”

Before Zheng Qing could complain about the long list of strange words in front of his name, he saw the illusory figure turn its head, revealing a pair of unusually clear and bright eyes—and then he was even more sure that it was not a ghost.

Because although ghosts can maintain a vivid form and even a face, they cannot have a pair of clear and bright eyes. The ghosts' eyes are mostly milky white, and their eyes are relatively dull.

"This is the third member of the 'Laboratory to Examine Several Schemes for Single-Stringed Lifeforms to Break Through the Dirichlet Membrane in 1+1 Dimensional Space-Time,' and the presiding officer before me, Dr. Chen Ang. Su Shijun turned his head and introduced the illusory figure in mid-air to Zheng Qing.

"In fact, I prefer to call it 'Feasibility Analysis and Multi-model Comparison Laboratory for the Emergence of Homogeneous Life Forms in the Observable X-Y Dimension Effective World with Added Z-Dimensional Mapping'," Dr. Chen, who was floating in the air, smiled slightly, and added in a gentle tone: "This is the name I came up with, and the old people in the school are used to it...... And the name is more in line with the purpose of our establishment. ”

Su Shijun raised his head, snorted lightly, and showed a little disdain: "I am the current host of the laboratory...... It's my freedom to change my name. ”

Dr. Chan spread his hands and said that he was listening.

Zheng Qing frowned, and searched in his mind for a long time before he remembered a vague impression.

"I remember, you said that this Dr. Chen... Hmm, it's a little inconvenient, right? "The young public scholarship student knotted his tongue and almost said the word 'crazy'.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he felt that Dr. Chen's gaze flashed at him a few times.

"You mean he's 'crazy'," Su Shijun casually expressed the young wizard's unfinished intentions, and at the same time smiled maliciously: "This kind of thing doesn't need to be hidden, in front of this guy, as long as you are still helpful to his experiment, he doesn't care about the offense at all." ”

Zheng Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a slightly embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

"I'm not crazy. The doctor floating in mid-air obviously disagreed with the witch's statement: "It's just that there are a lot of isotope aliens left in the two-dimensional world, which causes a matching anomaly when the timeline and the worldline are closed...... Do a few more experiments and tweak it a little. ”

"Do an experiment?" Su Shijun raised his eyebrows, his face full of suspicion: "If I'm not mistaken, the Joint Committee of Professors of the First University, as well as the Institute of Applied Magic of the First University, have already issued a death notice, strictly prohibiting anyone from appearing within a hundred meters of any laboratory...... What are you going to experiment with?"

"So I'm standing a hundred meters away from the gate of your lab. Floating in mid-air, Dr. Chen spread out his hand, gestured his distance from the building, and sighed deeply: "This world is so disappointing...... Pigs with a way can be marshals in the sky, and wizards without a way can only sit cross-legged in the ashram in a daze. ”

"That's because you shout in the laboratory every day, 'Anatomy is the only criterion for testing the truth'!" Su Shijun sneered: "If you are a little more restrained and don't dissect your soul into seven or eight hundred thousand parts, I'm afraid it won't be my turn to sit in this laboratory...... Look at you now, you don't even have a normal body, you're swaying around with a three-dimensional projection, and you're not afraid of being blown away by the wind!"

"The wind doesn't affect my mind, so you don't need to worry about that. Dr. Chen's tone was gentle, and he corrected him seriously: "In addition, I didn't cut my soul into seven or eight hundred thousand parts. Only 129,600 copies, to be exact. The most important thing in our experiments is precision...... Math must be passed. Otherwise, it's not an experiment, it's a matter of luck. ”

Su Da Mei scoffed at his words.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Da Mei raised her hand very domineeringly, slapped Zheng Qing on the shoulder, and said, "If you have complete procedures, I can provide complete experimental data...... But this man is mine! You can't take him away!"

Zheng Qing wrinkled his nose cautiously, not knowing if he should speak out to refute the witch's words a little - he felt that he was an independent, free individual, not a certain person.

Of course, in view of being called 'her person' by Su Da Beauty, the young public-funded student decided to wronged himself, and he was not more serious.

Su Shijun didn't care about the complicated inner activities of the public scholarship at all, but turned around and explained to Zheng Qing: "Didn't your damn shadow blow up my laboratory a few days ago? Your shadow should be regarded as the second experimental subject that has truly detached from the two-dimensional space...... The first one is standing right in front of you. ”

"So now, the first test subject to successfully break away wants to talk to you and exchange ideas about 'detachment'. If possible, he would also like to cut a small slice of your shadow and do a few little experiments......"

Zheng Qing's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Although the witch was very subtle, it was not the first time he had dealt with these 'mad researchers' - he could even say the word 'slicing', and if it did fall into his hands, he might not know what would become of him!