It's still the small office separated by a few large bookcases.

Still lit by the glowing fruit hanging from the vines overhead.

It's just that this time there is no Poseidon in the office, and there is no alchemy instrument with exquisite shape and complex structure. Su Shijun sat behind his desk, with several thick piles of materials already placed in front of him, and a few quill pens were jumping happily between different documents, leaving strings of beautiful flower characters on the pages.

"Sit. Behind the desk, Su Shijun was still processing the materials at hand, and asked without raising his head, "What to drink?"

As he spoke, a transparent glass teapot with a short mouth and a round body, a halfway handle and a phoenix-neck-shaped transparent glass teapot floated out of the cabinet not far away. In the teapot, a few broad leaves rise and fall in the boiling water, brewing a pool of turquoise tea. Behind the teapot, there is a small teacup with a height of inches, like a hen with a chick.

"Just drink water..." Before the last word "line" could be uttered, the small teacup fell in front of him, and then the flying pot tilted its body and filled the cup with half a cup of tea.

Zheng Qing glanced at the cup of turquoise tea and the teapot floating in front of him, and finally did not insist on his opinion, silently picked up the small teacup, and took a small sip, two sips, and three sips.

The cup is empty.

The flying pot tilted its body again and poured it full for Zheng Qing.

Then the young scholarship student continued to repeat the rhythm of his own toast and sip.

Cup after cup, until the water in the teapot turns from green to pale green, and finally almost transparent.

The witch behind the desk kept her head down to the papers, seemingly forgetting that there was another person in the room.

After a long time, she finally raised her head and stretched.

Then she saw the young wizard sitting behind the table, teacup in hand, with a dull face.

"You're not gone yet?" she seemed a little puzzled.

"Why am I here?!" Zheng Qing was even more inexplicable.

Su Shijun helped his glasses, was silent for a few seconds, and finally laughed dryly: "Haha, I'm sorry...... As soon as I got busy, I forgot about you. ”

Then she took off the wide red glasses she wore on her face, revealing her original radiant appearance.

The trace of anger that Zheng Qing had just worked hard to accumulate suddenly vanished.

"No... Never mind. He looked away, shook his hand, and stumbled, "I'm just tired, too...... It's okay to take a break, take a break. ”

"That's good. The witch curled her lips, smiled playfully, and put her glasses back on.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief - although he was ashamed to admit it, he had to face the fact that when Su Shijun took off that pair of magic glasses, he was almost overwhelmed by the 'glowing' figure on the other side.

After putting on his glasses, Su Shijun sat in front of the desk, crossed his arms, looked at the young public-funded student with a smile, and asked again, "Do you know why I called you here?"

Zheng Qing's gaze carefully avoided the witch's eyes, limiting his gaze to below her nose, and said, "... Because I haven't taken Poseidon to see you in the past two weeks?"

Since entering the office, Zheng Qing has been speculating in his heart about why Su Da Mei asked him to come.

If it was only because of Dr. Chen, she could have asked Zheng Qing to leave outside the laboratory building, and if she wanted to confirm some data, she should have left the young wizard in front of the row of large balls of light outside without bringing him into the office.

Thinking about it, it seems that there is only one thing about 'children'.

The last time they met, Su Shijun asked Zheng Qing to take Poseidon to Courtyard 54 in the West District of Beta Town once a week, which was the Qingqiu Guild Hall and the place where Su Shijun lived outside the First University.

Although doing so would give people a strange feeling of agreeing on visitation rights after divorce, for various reasons, Zheng Qing happily agreed to Su Da Beauty's request. It's just that he was busy preparing for the mess related to the hunt for the whole week, and he forgot about it.

"I'm going to be preparing for the freshman competition in the past two weeks, so the time is a little tight," the young student twisted his body uneasily and explained in a low voice, "...... If I need to, I'll go to the pet farm and bring it over now?"

"Oh, and that matter. Su Shijun's face suddenly fell: "If you don't say it, I almost forgot about ......"

Zheng Qingqiang resisted the urge to give himself two slaps.

“...... It's free now, you can take it to Qingqiu Mansion next week. Su Shijun waved his hand, denied Zheng Qing's suggestion, and snorted lightly: "Don't let it rest well at night, take it around...... That's how you take care of your children?"

The young public-funded student looked at the nose and the nose and the heart, and was noncommittal to the witch's statement.

Heaven and earth conscience, he is still a little virgin! Don't just casually deduct such heavy post-marital responsibilities from the head and cover the face?

Of course, he only dared to mutter these words twice in his heart. Let him speak in front of a great wizard, that is absolutely impossible.

"Looking for you today, on the one hand, to learn about your shadow. But now that the shadow has run away, let's put this matter on hold for now. Speaking of this, Su Shijun seemed to remember something, looked at Zheng Qing with strange eyes, and suddenly asked, "...... Do you know how your shadow is 'detached'?"

Zheng Qing looked at her blankly and shook his head.

"Do you know the forbidden spell?" the witch asked.

"I've heard of it. "For the magic that is known as the most powerful in the world, Zheng Qing has some understanding of forbidden spells. In the previous week on the philosophy of magic, Lao Yao had briefly explained to the freshmen the principle of forbidden spells based on the dimensional theory.

"Then have you ever learned forbidden spells?" Su Shijun stared at Zheng Qing tightly and continued to ask.

The young student finally couldn't help it, raised his head, and looked into the witch's eyes with a broken face, trying to see a hint of amusement in her eyes.

He had deep doubts that she had been gnawed by zombies.

"Do you think I look like someone who has learned forbidden spells?" The wizard spread his hands and smiled weakly, "Or if I knew forbidden spells, would I still take classes in the first grade?"

Although it is known on the principle of what dimensional convergence the forbidden spell is based on, just as many people know that nuclear bombs are produced on the principle of fission chain reaction - there is an unfathomable gap between theory and practice.

"That's right. Su Shijun hugged one arm in front of his chest, the other arm was erected, and his deep index finger tapped his lips, showing a thoughtful expression in his eyes: "Even if you know the spell of the forbidden spell, you will definitely sign some kind of silent agreement... Forcibly forget those things. ”

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know where to start.

Su Shijun glanced at him and explained simply: "Your shadow used a forbidden spell to blow up more than a thousand two-dimensional worlds, thus forcibly 'transcending'...... It can also be regarded as a model of 'preaching the word with strength'. ”

There was a sense of humor in this remark, but Zheng Qing did not have a hint of amusement.

The young public scholarship student was dumbfounded.