If it is just according to the theoretical knowledge in the book, or the instructions for the use of this space compass, it is actually not a very special situation like the fried hair just now.

In contrast, the current one, which is as quiet as a Rubik's cube, is a relatively rare 'good opportunity', and if you change to a normal painting style, a lecturer or researcher in the space department probably won't take the previous 'fried hair' seriously.

After all, this is a dangerous different space, and the instability of space is the norm here, a 'fried hair', like a slightly larger wave on the calm sea, normally people will not take it to heart.

But Lloyd is different, he has a level 2 [spatial domination], and he is extremely sensitive to the previous 'waves'.

He could feel that it was definitely not a ripple from the breeze, but a sign that a storm was brewing!

The worst part is that the wind and waves at sea can still be expected by watching the weather and dark clouds, or listening to the weather forecast, but in this unpredictable space, there is no very effective means of prediction.

Even Lloyd didn't know when the storm would come......

"What's going on? Didn't you say that the space here is unusually stable? ”

Lecturer Randy on the side asked with some confusion.

"I'm not going to explain it to you in detail, maybe we're unlucky, maybe our actions have interfered with the stability of the space, in short, if we don't hurry up and retreat, I'm afraid we really won't be able to go back."

Lloyd gave a brief warning, then continued:

"Is there any way I can contact the professor now?"

"I'll try it first......"

Lecturer Lille said, as he lowered his head and began to doze off.

Fortunately, Lloyd had seen in advance the means of communication in their history department, which Professor Lawrence assessed as 'primitive and backward', otherwise he would have been mistaken for drunk......

It took about ten minutes for Lecturer Lille to wake up and shake his head.

"No, I can't get in touch, the power of [Intelligence] is interfered with by some unknowable factors, I'm like I'm facing a ball of yarn that has been played with by a cat, and I can't find the thread to contact......"

"Is this a common occurrence?"

Lloyd hurriedly asked.

The assistant coach of the bounty hunter on the side helped answer:

"It's not strictly very common, but we've been through it a few times and we've been safe in the end, but this time, I'm more willing to trust your judgment."

His statement surprised Lloyd.

This guy obviously found out that he was inserting 'stupid hair' into others before, and he should have doubts about himself, but he believed his prediction faster than the two lecturers?

Lloyd couldn't help but be a little curious, and was hesitating to ask, but heard the teaching assistant take the initiative to explain:

"Because the last time I left the academy and went back to the City of Order, I happened to hear the name of 'Bright Star', so I believe that a person like Ling should have some unusual sensitivities, so he can be recommended by Professor Lawrence as a freshman."

Belch...... This guy ......

Lloyd was a little surprised by this guy's city, seemingly silent, but in fact, many questions were thought out clearly?

At this time, the two lecturers also decided to believe Lloyd after a brief discussion.

"Well, we also trust Lloyd's judgment, it's time to prepare to evacuate, then...... William, please come with us, for now we can only find the professor, and the other students here will be handed over to Lloyd. ”

"After we leave, Lloyd, you are ready to retreat, if the situation is critical, don't wait for us, you go first, and then go back to find someone to save us."

The two lecturers spoke separately and developed a contingency plan.

Since they can't be contacted at the moment, and it is impossible for them to escape by themselves, they can only venture into the depths of this library and use the most primitive way to communicate.

Compared to the luxurious configuration of Professor Fernand's powerful teammates, the combination of only two lecturers and one teaching assistant is somewhat inadequate to go deep into such a dangerous and strange library......

They don't even have anyone from the engineering department to help, so it's easy to make a gourd baby to save grandpa.

Lloyd immediately objected:

"I'll go with me, and if there's any accident, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a professor without me......"

As a result, Lecturer Lille choked Lloyd with only one sentence:

"Then if you're not there and there is an accident, what will happen to these unconscious classmates?"

"This ......"

"Okay, it's decided, we have to hurry up and act, this different space is like a cloudy and uncertain sea, we have to seize this last calm."

Lecturer Randy spoke, standing up immediately, then pulled five flat metal boxes out of his bosom and stuffed them to Lloyd.

Lecturer Lille did the same, and took out four pairs of metal boxes.

These were the nine pages they had recovered earlier.

Although they didn't say anything, Lloyd probably understood their intention to give their knowledge to themselves.

If they can't come back, at least they can bring back these harvests and these students.

"Don't touch these sadhanas, they should last for a while."

"Watch out Lloyd, I'm sure you won't disappoint."

The two lecturers gave one last advice, and then resolutely walked to the edge of the shield, opened a crack, and drilled out.

Lloyd stood still, clenching his teeth.

Perhaps Mitzkatok wants to impart more than just knowledge and skills to his students......

May your path ahead be starry.

Lloyd said silently in his heart.

……………………

"How can even such a simple number be miscalculated? You're really ...... I was so disappointed! ”

Professor Lawrence puffed out, then pulled out a hideous mace as if by magic, and slammed it on the head of one of the researchers in front of him.

"Alas, yo, alas! It hurts to death! ”

The researcher suddenly covered his head and jumped up.

Don't look at the surface of this mace is full of barbs and spikes, and there are all kinds of dark red blood stains, it looks like a murder weapon that has killed countless people, but the researcher has not been knocked to the point that his brain has burst, and he is not even really injured, but the tears are about to come out in pain.

It is said that this mace is one of the "ten dangers" developed by the engineering side, but this is the result of the students' evaluation, and among the professors and lecturers, this bloodless mace is quite popular......

"Can't you learn from Lloyd? He had only just joined the Space Department, and he was already able to ...... Forget it, let's not talk about him......"

Professor Lawrence gave another lesson, and with a wave of his hand, he spared the researcher who had made the mistake.

Then he asked the researcher on the other side:

"How is the archaeological activity going in the history department?"

"At least in terms of spatial stability, it was pretty good, just two minutes ago, they broke the record for the longest period of stability, but it was only a small 'ripple', it seems that they had good luck on this trip? It's rare to encounter such calm and calm. ”

The researcher replied with a beaming face.

"Well, Fernand's old thing has always been safe, although he can't be cowardly, but he is also the person with the highest safety factor in their history department."

Professor Lawrence nodded in satisfaction, and then said:

"Show me the record-breaking stats."

"Okay professor."

Then a light curtain appeared in front of Professor Lawrence, on which a large number of values were quickly brushed, although the brush was fast, but the change was not large, showing a visible stability.

"It's surprisingly stable indeed, and it looks like Lloyd's kid is in luck......"

Professor Lawrence said again, twisting his goatee.

Until he saw the recent change in time.

"Huh? Wait a minute! Is this the 'ripple' that broke the record? ”

He hurriedly paused the scrolling of the data, then examined the various readings of the 'ripple' in detail, and then said eagerly:

"Give me the previous information, it's the data of the previous space storms, quick!"

"Huh? Ok ......"

After getting the new data, Professor Lawrence quickly skimmed through it, then compared it repeatedly, and finally his face changed instantly, and he whispered:

"Oops...... This is probably going to be the biggest space storm to date......"

He was stunned for two seconds, as if considering the harm and consequences that this storm would bring to the academy, and then immediately came back to his senses and shouted:

"Quick! Quickly contact the people in the history department and ask them to evacuate immediately! ”

"Okay...... I'll go over here! ”

"Hurry up! You idiot! ”

Professor Lawrence urged without hesitation, and then reached out and pointed at the light curtain, trying to contact Lloyd in a spatial way.

Unsurprisingly, Lloyd did not respond in the slightest.

"Oops, the spatial turbulence that has begun to converge and surge around is seriously disrupting communication...... Even if it's the history department, there's no way to contact them in time......"

Professor Lawrence spoke, and jerked to his feet, and began to pace eagerly in place, as if weighing some very serious matter.

After about two minutes, he opened a portal through which he went straight to the largest office in the college, the dean's office, which looked like a theater or a dueling arena.

Behind the desk at the top, there seemed to be no one except for a quill pen writing something on its own.

"I'm requesting 0-005."

Professor Lawrence said into the empty desk.

The quill stopped, and Professor Hartsled's voice sounded:

"If you're sick, go to a psychiatric hospital early."

(End of chapter)