Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Hastily pulling out his homework, Luo Zhen began to seriously... ...perfunctorily do Hiratsuka Shizuka's homework.

As for writing essays, it's all about rambling.

The next morning, Luo Zhen entered the classroom through the back door on time.

The students in the classroom are still the same as when school started.

Everyone was excitedly talking about something within their own little circle.

It's as if there are endless topics to discuss.

After passing through several small groups, Luo Zhen quietly sat down in his seat.

Good morning, Sakamoto.

After greeting Sakamoto, Luo Zhen took out his textbook for today's class from his bag.

"Huh? This is it?"

An item that did not belong to Luo Zhen appeared in his backpack.

This is a strange plastic package.

It looks only the size of a fist.

Luo Zhen was certain that this item was not his; he had never bought it.

I looked up and glanced around; everyone in the classroom was busy with their own things.

There seemed to be nothing unusual.

The possibility of it being a prank can be largely ruled out.

Furthermore, Luo Zhen didn't believe that anyone could secretly slip something into his bag.

"I go out for a while."

After hesitating for two seconds, Luo Zhen picked up the small box and walked out of the classroom.

Arriving at the same rooftop as before, Luo Zhen took out his phone and made a call.

"Well, it's me."

"I have discovered what appears to be a containment object here."

"I'm not entirely sure, but this thing appeared in my bag without my noticing."

While talking to the person on the phone, Luo Zhen casually closed the door leading to the rooftop.

This is clearly not something that can be opened in a classroom.

Luo Zhen had no idea what was inside.

Just in case, he still took the thing to the rooftop.

The research institute liaison on the phone said he understood and would immediately notify the research institute's external staff at Soubu High School to go to the rooftop where Luo Zhen was.

Yes, the organization does have external staff members at Zongwu High School.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that these well-known schools all have external staff members working for the administrative departments.

After finishing his report, Luo Zhen did not hang up the phone but kept in touch.

Looking at the box in his hand, Luo Zhen felt an urge to open it for some reason.

Without hiding anything, Luo Zhen truthfully reported his thoughts.

"Okay, I know."

Luo Zhen rubbed his hair, looking somewhat troubled.

Looks like I won't be able to attend class today.

Regardless of what's inside, Luo Zhen will have to return to the research institute for psychological testing and counseling.

To prevent his mental state from deteriorating.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Experiment

In the underground research base of the institute, a packaging box that had suddenly appeared in Luo Zhen's backpack was placed on a pure white table.

The small room contained only a few items.

A table, a chair, and packaging boxes to be tested.

There's also a camera silently operating in the corner.

Inside the monitoring room, Luo Zhen and several researchers watched the images on the screen.

"Here's some bad news."

An investigator in a suit pushed open the door and walked in, saying:

"The dice in the box don't appear to be the only one."

“We found many similar dice on the market, some even with the same packaging.”

"That's really bad news."

The researcher sitting in front of the screen said without turning his head.

He clearly didn't care much about this matter.

After a two-second silence, he continued:

"I guess you've already taken all these dice back, right?"

Although it was a question, the researcher's tone was very certain.

He didn't believe the research institute would allow these things to circulate on the market.

"Yes, Dr. Samuel."

The investigator nodded, neither confirming nor denying.

Dr. Samuel is actually a good person; he is generally kind to those around him.

Although these good intentions mostly exist only in one's mind.

But they're much easier to get along with than those somewhat crazy researchers.

"Are the Class D personnel ready?"

"D-43426 is ready."

"Then we can begin the experiment."

After speaking, Dr. Samuel turned to look at Luo Zhen and asked:

"Repeat how you felt at that time."

Upon hearing Dr. Samuel's words, Luo Zhen began to recall his feelings when he received the dice:

"It feels like an ordinary die, just like a common craft item."

"But it gives me a strong urge to use it."

Dr. Samuel listened quietly to Luo Zhen's words while scribbling in the notebook in front of him.

"But you held back, didn't you?"

Dr. Samuel has grasped a key point.

Although Luo Zhen felt a strong urge to use it, he ultimately did not use the die.

"Yes."

Dr. Samuel wanted to ask something more, but the voice coming from the microphone interrupted him.

"Doctor, D-43426 is ready."

Dr. Samuel temporarily put aside his desire to continue questioning Luo Zhen.

Instead of asking someone who hasn't used it, look at the experimenter's reaction.

After a brief exchange, D-43426 asked:

"So, as long as I cooperate with the experiment, I can avoid the death penalty?"

The D-level personnel asked somewhat excitedly.

Although many countries do not have the death penalty on the official front, they still use lethal injection as a form of execution behind the scenes.

This is especially true for some important figures who have been brought down.

Their competitors won't let them live.

"Yes."

Dr. Samuel responded coldly.

What good is being spared the death penalty?

Dr. Samuel has been at the institute for some time, but he has never seen a Class D person actually get a clean slate and start over.

"Okay, what should I do next?"

Seemingly sensing the doctor's impatience, D-43426 skipped over the previous topic.

For some reason, this room always gave him a very uneasy feeling.

"Please open the package and take out the dice."

Dr. Samuel's voice came through the speaker.

D-43426, sitting at the table, raised an eyebrow and reached out to grab the package on the table.

He checked it briefly before tearing it open.

'It looks like ordinary packaging?'

A thought flashed through D-43426's mind, but it was quickly dismissed.

Just think about it and you will know that this is impossible.

Grab a corner of the package and tear it open easily.

A yellow die rolled onto the table.

There are no dots on the six faces of this die.

Instead, the options are: 'No', 'Yes', 'Maybe'.

No option occupies two sides.

"grass!"

"No, I mean I'm sorry, Doctor."

D-43436's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively cursed out.

Then I realized my current situation.

"It's alright, please retrieve the dice."

Dr. Samuel's voice remained flat, or rather, indifferent.

Next, under Dr. Samuel's guidance, D-43426 began to ask some simpler binary questions.

But as time went on, things became increasingly amiss with D-43426.

His current state has changed from cooperating with the experiment to being controlled by the dice.

Should I blink?

"Yes."

Without being urged by anyone, D-43426 continued to roll the dice.

He will continue rolling the dice when he rolls 'maybe'.

Until a 'yes' or 'no' is output.

He will resolutely follow the answer given by the dice after receiving a yes or no response.

This experiment continued until...