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Chapter 133 Professor Muirner

"Wait here for me, I'll be right back."

After saying that, she went into the kitchen first, put the two eggs she had taken out of her pocket into the cupboard, and then went upstairs.

Caesar arrived in front of the humid heat cover she had mentioned. It looked like an ordinary glass cover, resembling the kind of tray used to serve food to guests in a restaurant.

However, Caesar could sense the magical aura contained within it; it was actually a magical artifact, but he didn't know exactly what it was used for.

He placed the flowerpot inside and covered it with a glass dome. Soon he saw small water droplets condense on the surface of the glass dome, and the inside felt like a sauna.

He tried to figure out what this thing was for, but found that its internal structure was extremely complex and it was a high-level spell, which he couldn't figure out in a short time.

He abandoned the idea and began to examine other items in the room.

To be honest, he didn't expect to arrive at the dean's residence so easily. This is too hospitable. Is it really okay to let a child in such a place where confidential documents or intelligence might be kept?
He quickly realized he was overthinking things. The books in the living room were just ordinary books, along with some handwritten reports and notes. Even if there were confidential documents, they wouldn't be kept in this kind of place.

Judging from the placement of the sofa and the number of overturned teacups on the coffee table, this place must be frequently visited.

Against the wall stood a large shelf, sparsely filled with various odds and ends. Two adjacent photographs caught Caesar's attention.

There were two black and white group photos. In one of the photos, everyone was wearing thick winter clothes. You could easily recognize Muirna standing in the center, and behind them was the vast Gobi Desert.

In the lower left corner is a small handwritten note: "December 16, 494, on the Gomosa Plain".

In the other picture, the people have changed into more ordinary coats, with Muirner still standing in the center, but behind them is a lush and verdant forest.

The handwritten note in the lower left corner reads: "July 2, 503, on the Gomosa Plain."

In nine years, the Gobi Desert has been transformed into a forest.

Caesar finally understood what the professor was doing.

However, these two photos are from a long time ago, more than a hundred years ago.

But judging from Muirner's appearance above, he has hardly changed.

Even if it's an elf, it shouldn't remain unchanged for hundreds of years, right?
This made him realize that something was wrong.

He glanced around again and found a seat.

As soon as I sat down, I felt something sit on my butt.

Upon closer inspection, it was a book with a dark blue cover, titled "The Eyes of the Moon."

Even Caesar had read this book, because it was one of the few science fiction novels of that era.

It tells the story of a young physicist who develops a cannon that can launch himself to the moon, encounters the Moon People during his exploration of the moon, and stops them from invading Eli.

It's incredibly imaginative, but it also possesses a rudimentary scientific rigor unique to this era, much like some of the space operas from his past life—it belongs to the category of soft science fiction.

However, in an era when space research was still largely based on telescopes, producing such a work is quite remarkable.

Science fiction was also one of Caesar's favorite genres, but unfortunately, this type of novel was really rare in that era.

One of the pages in the book was folded in half, so it seems Muirner was reading it.

After a short while, the sound of footsteps rang out, and Muirna came downstairs. She had changed out of her thick, bulky work clothes and into a light and refreshing set of home clothes, and now you could see that she was very slender.

It was only after she took off her work clothes and changed into everyday clothes that her beauty was truly appreciated.
Her long, flowing, light brownish-green hair was smooth and elegant. Her blue eyes were like jewels, and her pretty face was delicate. She wore no makeup, yet she was stunning at first glance. Her pointed elven ears added an exotic touch to her beauty.

She was carrying a large toolbox and had two thick books tucked under her arm.

Upon entering the living room, I placed the toolbox and books on the coffee table.

"Xiao Sa, would you like juice or tea?" she asked cheerfully.

"Whatever, I'm fine with anything," Caesar said.

“Then juice?” Muirner said, then, as if talking to himself, “I actually really like drinking juice, but to appear more mature in front of others, I usually prepare tea.”

“But you probably prefer the juice, right?” She smiled at Caesar.

The elf went to the kitchen and soon brought back a large jug of freshly squeezed orange juice. She poured Caesar a full glass and then poured herself a large glass.

She held the cup with both hands, sipping the orange juice slowly, her pretty face showing great pleasure.

Caesar also took a sip; it wasn't very sweet, but rather had the original refreshing aroma of oranges.

"Here, a little snack, I made it myself."

Muirner pushed a plate of pale green, square candies in front of Caesar.

“I think we should forget about this,” Caesar said.

“No prank, this really is a mint,” Muirner said, then picked one up, popped it into his mouth, took a big gulp of orange juice, and then his brows furrowed tightly.

"Phew, eating a mint and then drinking water is really stimulating," she muttered to herself, sticking out her pink little tongue.

“Um, Professor Muirner?” Caesar reminded her.

"Oh, right, let's get down to business," she said, as if suddenly realizing something.
She put down the cup, picked up the toolbox, and opened it. Inside were bottles of granules and liquids of various colors.

She got up and went to the humid heat shield. After opening it, Caesar saw that the "egg" in the flower plate was beating slightly, as if it were a heart.

Muirner took out a bottle of grayish-white granules and poured them along the edge of the flowerpot. Then he opened a bottle of dark brown liquid and poured it around the edge of the flowerpot as well.

After doing all this, the egg, which had been jumping just moments before, calmed down. Muirner put the glass cover back on and clapped his hands.

"Alright, let us wait for half an hour."

"Professor, so, can you tell me what kind of mutated species this is?"

Caesar, who was watching from the sidelines and was confused, couldn't help but ask.

“Oh, this is the dormancy period of the snow jasmine, a very rare phenomenon of seed germination,” Muirner explained to him.

“During this period, the snow jasmine will use all the nutrients it absorbs to condense into something we call a ‘flower cocoon.’ It does this in order to spread pollen and reproduce. However, the snow jasmine at this time will also grow particularly beautiful flower buds, as well as some special things. Hmm, I’ll keep you in suspense for now, you’ll see in a little while,” Muirna said, winking at him.

(End of this chapter)