It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Seeing this, Li Cheng urged her on while lamenting how much effort he had put into helping this little one grow taller. He had to protect her self-esteem and couldn't say it outright, which meant that now he had to bribe her to get her to bask in the sun.

Newton was a reasonable person, or at least she thought so, and besides, sunbathing didn't seem like a big deal.

So she put on a stern face and said, "Okay, then I'll go sunbathing with you after that."

As soon as she finished speaking, Newton started pulling on Li Cheng again, but this time Li Cheng did not resist and let her move him by pulling.

Chapter 140 Night Raid

Newton tugged at Li Cheng's sleeve and walked ahead of the two of them. She leaned forward, her steps heavy and slow, as if dragging some kind of large cargo.

This caused Li Cheng, who was behind him, to dare not go too fast or too slow, so he could only maintain a pace that was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and stagger forward. If an uninformed person saw this, they would probably think that he had suffered a stroke.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can walk by myself."

Li Cheng initially thought it was just a passing whim and that she would let go soon, but Newton persisted. Finally, unable to bear the awkward position any longer, he pulled his clothes back.

"what."

Newton seemed to have been lost in thought. When she came to her senses, she clenched her fist and then realized that Li Cheng had already pulled her clothes back.

Feeling a bit empty in his hands, Newton frowned in displeasure: "You stinky assistant, I'm pulling you along and you're not even happy about it."

Li Cheng rolled his eyes as he straightened his slightly disheveled hem: "So, I should be thanking you?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

Newton said in a self-righteous tone, "You should be happy to be pulled; I wouldn't be willing to be pulled by anyone else."

"Let's not even talk about how difficult it is for me to walk and yet I still have to be happy."

Li Cheng was amused and exasperated by Newton's logic: "Besides, nobody wants to be dragged along by you, right? Do you know how much effort I had to put in to avoid stepping on you? It would have been easier for me to just hop all the way here than for you to do that."

"Who says nobody wants to be dragged by me?"

Newton countered by focusing on the first half of the sentence: "Once when I was walking in Cambridge, a very fat middle-aged man came up to me and said that he saw me and thought of his deceased daughter. He asked if I could tug at his clothes and call him 'Dad'."

Don't believe it! That guy is a total psycho! Seriously, who let that guy in?

Li Cheng was shocked: "You agreed?"

"How could I possibly agree to something so absurd?"

Newton gave Li Cheng a look as if he were an idiot: "I called that guy a lunatic, and he just gave me a disgusting smile, just like you sometimes."

We chatted idly along the way and soon arrived at the laboratory.

The laboratory was located in a separate small building on the west side, filled with instruments either brought from 221 Baker Street or recently purchased. Combined with Newton's tidiness, the room looked rather messy. Freya would occasionally come in to tidy up, but most of the time she was afraid of messing up Newton's things, so she didn't do much.

Besides the experimental equipment, there were also some of Newton's notes and recorded experimental data. In the corner, there were even a few indescribable drawings that were neither sketches nor graffiti. Li Cheng glanced at the strange drawing style and quickly looked away, afraid of losing his composure.

Newton often spent his time here, conducting all sorts of experiments, some reliable and some not, and he enjoyed it immensely.

She would occasionally pull other people in as guinea pigs when needed, so Li Cheng was no stranger to things like this sudden visit today; on the contrary, he had gotten used to it—although some of the research was indeed quite boring.

What do we need to do today?

Li Cheng found a stool and sat down, familiar with the place, and then asked.

"Don't rush, get ready first."

As Newton spoke, he had already half-crawled into the cabinet, leaving only his butt sticking out, shaped somewhat like the apple-filled buns he had eaten that morning... Li Cheng suddenly found it hard to look at the buns the same way.

After about three minutes, she painstakingly found what she was looking for: "Phew, finally found it."

As he spoke, Newton picked up that lump of something, and Li Cheng looked closely and realized it was a measuring tape.

Measuring tape... What is this supposed to measure?

Considering Newton's earlier statement that he had to come, Li Cheng guessed it might be something like measuring height.

While Li Cheng was lost in thought, Newton had entered a rare state, probably experimental mode, with his little face tightly furrowed.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

A tense and serious atmosphere arose, and Li Cheng couldn't help but take it a little more seriously as well: "Ready? By the way, did you ask me to prepare anything? I don't remember."

Well, it's really hard to be serious about doing experiments with Newton.

"I'm talking about being prepared in terms of attitude."

Newton glanced at Li Cheng with considerable displeasure, then shook his head and gave up, saying, "Never mind—let's begin the experiment now. You can take your pants off."

"Oh, take your pants off..."

Li Cheng had just subconsciously moved his hand downwards when he immediately realized what he had said and looked at Newton in shock: "Wait, what did you say?"

"Take your pants off."

Newton waved the measuring tape in his hand: "Didn't you say to hurry up? Stop dawdling."

???

Li Cheng rubbed his eyes; he almost suspected that the Newton in front of him had been replaced.

"Do you know what you're saying? Taking off your pants! Making a man take off his pants in front of you in broad daylight." He said, somewhat incomprehensible, "Last time you called me a pervert, and now you're making me take off my pants in front of you in broad daylight! Do you know how perverted that is?"

"Can you please stop thinking about perverted things? I'm doing serious research!"

Newton was getting a little flustered, and a blush appeared on her face. "Hurry up, I need to figure out what's down there and then measure the data."

That wretched Li Cheng! She finally managed to calm herself down, and then he went on and on about this...

Ever since discovering that Louise's breasts were more developed than his own, Newton had developed a keen interest in this area. Unfortunately, there were no books on 'physiology and hygiene' in that era, let alone statistics on the average development of women, so Newton had to do it himself.

To this end, she has collected a lot of data, such as that of Annie, Freya, and even Harley, whom she recently met, in an attempt to summarize the patterns from these people.

Recently, she finally became dissatisfied with simply collecting data on women and began to target men—however, after searching, she found that there was only one suitable and acceptable target around her: Li Cheng.

This is also related to her learning more through research. For example, one book recorded that the way men and women give birth is through a very mysterious organ.

Back when they lived on Baker Street, Li Cheng would occasionally wander around the house in just shorts, and she was used to it. But when she learned he was having a baby...

While trying to suppress his shyness and maintain a straight face, Newton continued, "Hurry up, it's just taking off your pants, right? It should be easy for a pervert like you. I'll just spend more time in the sun with you later."

What do you mean by "very relaxed"?

Li Cheng retorted, "That's absurd! Do you know what you're saying? Do you think it's easy for you to take off your clothes in front of others?"

Newton finally couldn't hold back any longer. She said somewhat fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense, are you going to take your clothes off or not?"

"I won't take it off!"

Li Cheng immediately stood up from his seat. Being asked to take off his pants under the guise of an experiment was beyond his bottom line and dignity: "I'm leaving. Don't do such a ridiculous thing next time. I'm starting to suspect that you are actually a deeply hidden pervert."

After saying that, he walked towards the door without any intention of staying.

boom--

The door slammed shut. Newton was in the lab, gritting her teeth in anger. She kicked over the chair that someone had just sat on, as if it were that person himself... She had a pure research mindset, but this jerk Li Cheng not only refused to cooperate, but even spoke so awfully of her.

"Li Cheng, you stinking bastard! Li Cheng, you idiot!"

After venting her frustration with a flurry of kicks, Newton began to seriously consider solutions. Giving up was out of the question; the word 'give up' didn't exist in her vocabulary. At most, there were only temporary postponements and detours.

As for finding other men, Newton would never even consider it.

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night.

In a world without cell phones, people inevitably contemplate life before going to sleep.

Today was no different; Li Cheng, bored, started pondering all sorts of random things.

Ether, glass, flintlock musket, blast furnace... He knew these names by heart, but some of them he couldn't reproduce due to insufficient knowledge or inadequate practical conditions.

Li Cheng was actually quite self-aware. He knew that his greatest strengths lay in his eclectic but superficial knowledge and familiarity with history. However, the former was limited in its full potential, and the latter was of little use in this peaceful era, at most providing him with a few scientists who had been grotesquely effeminate for his amusement.

Speaking of scientists, Li Cheng speculated that there might be some patterns in the anthropomorphization of women.

For example, Lavoisier, a successful businessman and tax judge who studied alongside a little girl, became a penniless, silver-haired man struggling to pay rent in a foreign land; Newton, who mocked Hooke's height using the term "giant" and discriminated against women, ended up as a short, blond, tiny boy, and even experienced discrimination himself...

Ah, speaking of Newton, I don't know what got into that little brat, he did some crazy experiment. Today he actually had to take off his pants, it's so inexplicable.

Originally, Li Cheng hadn't really understood or interfered with her research, mainly because theoretical physics currently doesn't offer much practical application. For example, relativity is still in the verification stage in many parts of the 21st century...

As he pondered, Li Cheng's thoughts gradually became sluggish, and his breathing became long and even.

He fell asleep.

About an hour later, Li Cheng's door was quietly pushed open, and a small figure squeezed in through the crack, holding a slowly burning candle in his right hand and a pair of scissors and a small measuring tape in his left.

'Silly Li Cheng, you only fell asleep so late, you've been waiting for me for so long.'

The word 'give up' doesn't exist in Miss Newton's dictionary; at most, there's only postponement—and so she's here now, fully prepared.

Newton took off his shoes outside the door and moved barefoot, holding his breath and making no sound.

She carefully placed the candle on the chair by the bed before she could relax and observe Li Cheng on the bed.

Because of the warm weather, Li Cheng only used a thin blanket to cover his stomach, so Newton easily lifted it, revealing his shorts underneath.

However, this step alone is not enough. If they were to remove those cumbersome pants, Li Cheng would inevitably wake up, and their objective would be impossible to achieve.

Newton had anticipated this and had already prepared a pair of scissors.

However, she did not rush to make a move. Instead, she tried to calm her breathing, which was a little rapid due to excitement, to prevent accidentally waking Li Cheng if she moved too much.

'Huff... Huff...'

After a moment, her excited heartbeat gradually slowed down, and her hand holding the scissors stopped trembling and became steady and strong.

However, at this point, Newton suddenly realized that she had forgotten something very important—although she could cut open the shorts, she couldn't mend them, and Li Cheng would definitely find out tomorrow morning.

What should she do? Should she give up? She had stayed up all night waiting for this opportunity.

"At worst, I'll get a spanking..." Newton said defiantly, stretching out his scissors and carefully cutting an irregular hole in his shorts.

This was not a difficult task; on the contrary, it was very simple for Newton, who had already dissected fish and chickens. She easily cut a large hole in the shorts without waking Li Cheng and threw the cut-off piece of cloth aside.

As the obstructing cloth was removed, what appeared below Newton's eyes was a terrifying, black, twisted worm.

"what!"

Newton couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, then quickly covered his mouth with his hand and looked at Li Cheng's face with trepidation.

Li Cheng was completely unaware, still immersed in a sweet dream. At most, he felt that the wind in his dream was a bit strong, noisy, and chilly.