Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

A ray of sunlight struck the eyelashes across the edge of the window, and Molina uttered a hoarse groan in her throat, dragging her drowsy brain and waking up from her sleep.

Her head seemed to be stuffed with a bomb, and her tears were about to shed.

I took a sip from the water cup on the bedside table, and felt that the pain had eased slightly. She reached out and dangled her loose hair, and then supported the heavy forehead with her hand, sitting on the bed and carefully recalling what happened yesterday. Things.

She couldn't remember the specific details.

I just remember throwing those upset notes to Lu Zhou, she stood up from the table, and then ... yes, she drank some wine before.

Memories began to be coherent.

It is just that the memory after drinking a piece of film is like a paste, and it is vaguely unclear.

However, although it is impossible to remember what happened after being drunk, Molina is not very worried about what someone is doing to herself in the danger of others.

After all, it is a seven-year-old friend. She is still very clear about Lu Zhou's character. This kind of thing that is controlled by the lower body and the upper body may be possible for others, but it is absolutely impossible for him.

And that's why she was so relieved to ask him to drink together--

Suddenly, Molina froze.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she reached out her hand and touched her neckline.

"..."

What about clothes? ? ?

...

His thoughts were interrupted by the hurried doorbell, and Lu Zhou rubbed his eyebrows, closed the unread notes, stuffed it into the jacket's purse, and got up to walk to open the door.

When he saw Molina standing in the doorway, he took a moment to stagger and said with a smile.

"Yo, wake up so soon--"

"What did you do to me last night ?!"

Looking at the sullen face of Molina, Lu Zhou froze slightly, and looked at her strangely.

"Looking at the notes for one night ... the things above are quite interesting. By the way, are those sketches drawn by Professor Abel himself? You still draw them."

"Sketch? That's what I got when I got it ... wait for you to answer my question!"

Two frowns raised their eyebrows again, and that moment of confusion was replaced by the murderous momentum again. Looking at Molina, who seemed to have exploded Mao, Lu Zhou said silently.

"Did I answer? I read the notes all night ... what else would you expect to hear?"

Gritting her teeth, Molina blushed and said.

"... I mean my clothes?"

Lu Zhou: "...?"

Isn't this well worn on you?

At this time, Lu Zhou suddenly noticed that the dress on her body was not the same as the one she wore yesterday.

But he didn't find anything strange, saying casually.

"Let's take the hotel and wash it."

"... you, did you change it for me?"

Lu Zhou stared blankly at her with red face.

"Why am I doing this kind of trouble?"

What if I'm thrown up?

In the past, there was such a person in his bedroom, and the amount of alcohol was extremely poor. He said that every time he drank, he had n’t pressed the bar, and he had to break the film every time. Lu Zhou, who often carried him back with two other people, can be said to be quite experienced.

Lu Zhou estimated that she had vomited a round last night. Most of the clothes were stained and then sent by the hotel staff to wash.

Seeing that the landing boat didn't look like a lie, Molina's expression was a little embarrassed, and now she finally realized how strange the series of questions she asked.

Looking at the embarrassing face of Molina, Lu Zhou did not continue the previous conversation, but switched off the topic in a non-embarrassing way, and continued to say.

"The restaurant is on the second floor. The buffet breakfast is available until ten o'clock. If you feel rested, you can eat something by yourself. I have already eaten it and will not be with you."

"Thank you ... what about my clothes? Whose?"

Molina glanced behind Lu Zhou. She seemed to want to see if the owner of the dress on her body was in the room, but she didn't see anything.

Lu Zhou: "It's probably from the hotel."

"... Send, here? The hotel also delivers clothes?"

Looking at some intimidated Molina, Lu Zhou sighed and said.

"Please, anyway, it's also a five-star hotel, please don't look like this before."

"What are you laughing at? I haven't lived ... only, just not so expensive."

Although she doesn't know how much this hotel is, just looking at the decoration here and the identity of the reception guests, she guessed that she could guess that it would be expensive to stay here for one night.

Thinking of this, Molina suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"... how much was the wine yesterday? I said, please ..."

Lu Zhou: "No, just treat me as if you're sorry. If you feel bad, give me a day tour guide."

Molina froze slightly: "... guide?"

Lu Zhou nodded: "Well, although it is a diplomatic trip, in fact, my schedule is relatively free. I have never had the opportunity to visit Paris before. Since I have caught up with this opportunity, I intend to take the previously missed attractions Make it up. "

Not to mention this is part of cultural exchange.

Molina: "... what attractions are you going to visit? Although I am a local, I don't really know what is interesting in Paris."

Lu Zhou smiled and said.

"Let's start with Professor Abel's former home."

Molina: "?????"

...

[... I've seen such landscapes countless times in my dreams, dead cities, stunning obelisks, endless metal wilderness ... the air is still frozen here, and the depressed atmosphere is inseparable. The dark clouds are like a tombstone. I don't know if this is a will of God, maybe our souls will return here. 】

The most complete part of the entire diary, there is only such a paragraph, attached to the page behind the sketch.

Looking at this passage, Lu Zhou read it carefully many times.

In the early 19th century where Professor Abel was located, there was no such thing as a computer. Due to the limitations of the times, in his perspective, the black steel forest is like a cemetery, and it is completely similar to some computer array understood by Lu Zhou. Different.

However, maybe the two speculations do not conflict.

Tombstones can also be computers.

And vice versa.

Of course, Lu Zhou felt that the greater possibility was that maybe he and Professor Abel's hunch were wrong.

The only thing he can conclude now is that the Professor Abel should not have such a thing as "system", but for some other reason, he saw a specific segment of the void memory in the dream.

After all ~ www.readwn.com ~ Once he never mentioned this strange thing in his diary, he misunderstood this thing as the "sacred deity" of God's old people or something similar throughout. Describes that he has seen the same picture over and over again in a dream, and was puzzled by the situation.

And if it is through the system, there is probably only one chance.

After leaving the city, the road became narrower, but the road conditions were much better.

The car slowly drove to the town and parked next to an old house that looked a little old.

Looking at Lu Zhou through the car's endoscope, the French driver spoke in strong English.

"We have arrived."

In the strange look of Molina, Lu Zhou closed the notebook in his hand and nodded to the driver with a smile.

"Ok, thanks."

After getting out of the car, Molina brought the landing boat into the yard, and Wang Peng, like a transparent person, followed in silence three steps behind them, observing the surrounding environment.

Looking at the strange man behind the granddaughter, the old man leaning in front of the door frowned, wondering.

"you are……"

Lu Zhou smiled and said politely.

"I'm a man."

When he heard the name Lu Zhou, the old man suddenly showed a stunned expression on his face.

"Oh, that Princeton professor, I heard your granddaughter talk about you."

"It's not a long time ago," Lu said with a friendly smile. "Excuse me, is it convenient for me to come in?"

A strange glance at his granddaughter, but the old man didn't say anything, gave way, made a please gesture.

"... Please come in. The conditions in the room are relatively simple. I hope you don't mind."

"Thank you."

Lu Zhou politely nodded, and walked towards the house.