Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

The indigo-haired scholar rubbed his forehead, seeming to have a headache, but he still dutifully asked the only student at the moment: "The current results show that the power components are these. Do you have any other questions?"

Ever since he met Cheng An, Latio always felt that his vitality seemed to have become much stronger.

In the past, he couldn't stand fools, idiots, and idiots. He wanted to die when he saw them. But now when he sees such people, he feels that the subjective experience of "wanting to die" has turned into an objective "dying".

I always feel like life is really slipping away!

Therefore, he now advises himself to stay calm and at least not die now.

How should I put it? It can be said that the desire to survive has been greatly increased.

This is also the reason why he can still give lectures to Cheng An without wearing a plaster head and without directly calling her an "idiot".

Don’t be angry, or your health limit will drop.

But Cheng An knew nothing about this. She just thought that her adoptive father was great and extremely reliable. Not only did he provide audio explanations of his research results, but he could also provide questions and answers, which was much better than those riddle men.

This is also why Cheng An confessed all his situations to Latio, because the professor is an amazing person, he will really help when there is something wrong, and he is wise and professional enough.

The most important thing is that Latio's living environment seems relatively safe.

Imagine if Cheng An told Jing Yuan all these things. The general would be already exhausted, and if she made him worry about her broken music box, what would happen if he got exhausted early?

Not to mention Luofu, a chaotic place of trouble. There are assassinations today, traitors tomorrow, and invasions by the people of Fengrao the day after tomorrow. Jingyuan should just stay alive and well.

Kind, intelligent, friendly with her, trustworthy enough, relatively safe for his own survival - an external brain teammate with the right timing, location and people, Professor Latio!

Cheng Andi was complacent for the countless times, thinking that he was so far-sighted and had such a good vision.

"So, according to the professor's research, is there a way to directly destroy this music box?" Since Latio said that she could ask questions, she didn't beat around the bush and said what she wanted to say on the spot.

"...You really have new ideas every time." He raised his eyebrows, as if somewhat surprised that Cheng An already had such confidence and ideas. Facing the creations of the Star God, in just a few years, the purpose had changed from research to destruction.

Would Nanook be pleased to see this?

Cheng An: "Do you think that with my speed of enlightenment, I will have a bright future?"

Latio: "I just felt a blackness in front of my eyes."

Cheng An: "...Don't be like this, godfather, you must have an idea, right? Helping people is like helping others to the end, you are the best person..."

"You don't really treat me as your parent, do you?" She really had no psychological pressure in calling him godfather, and her attitude of trust and taking it for granted was so natural that even Latio found it a little unbelievable, as if he had an obligation to take care of her.

Cheng An: "...Do you mind the title of 'godfather'? Well, brother, you must have a way, right?" Please believe in the speed at which a person's face grows. What doesn't kill me will make me stronger.

Latio was even more reluctant to accept the word. He felt his head hurt even more. "Shut up."

She readily agreed, "Okay, godfather."

"I just have a guess. Get out of my room immediately after you hear it. Do you hear me?" This was not a question, but a notice. Latio was afraid that if he stayed with Cheng An for a while longer, he would leave.

Cheng An: "No problem, godfather!"

She once tried to ask Kafka to tell her the method, but the beautiful woman only told her how to "cut off the power" of the music box, without solving the problem fundamentally. She always felt that Kafka didn't tell her the whole story.

But at that time, the elegant Star Core Hunter just smiled gracefully, and the curve of her mouth broke Cheng An's heart, because that was a sign that the woman would never say another word.

She had also tried it, and it turned out that the power of destruction and the erosion of abundance had no significant effect on the building materials of the Amber King, or at least no effect at all.

This shows that direct damage from the outside is almost ineffective. Now that we know the power structure of the music box, perhaps we can try to start with the power and do something to destroy it from the inside.

Cheng An did not completely give it some thought, but she intuitively felt that Latio had better and more specific ideas and methods.

"This music box is a creation of the Star God. If nothing unexpected happens, its various past manifestations are concrete manifestations of different powers." Latio said it was a guess, but it didn't sound false.

"For example, your battles use the pure beauty, the travel through time and space belongs to the end, the consciousness that talks to you may come from joy, and the indestructibility of the main body comes from protection."

"If a certain power is consumed too much, perhaps this function will weaken. If all the power is consumed and cannot be replenished, then it will just be an empty box, and perhaps you can do what you want."

"As for how to consume all the main forces without replenishing them, perhaps there is a destiny that has this function."

Cheng An's eyes were wide open, staring blankly at Latio's golden-red eyes. The scholar was talking about the speculation about the star god's creation, but his eyes were firm, as if it was not just a guess, but a verified and feasible path.

"You really are my godfather, Professor Latio." She said this almost dully, with the only thing left in her mind was "Damn, he's such a genius, he really means what he says."

Latio: ...

Latio: Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

At this time, Cheng An finally realized that this is how the "power cut" is used - this is more than just cutting off the power, it is directly installing a power absorber in the machine and then causing malfunctions on the outside of the machine.

Kafka, Cheng An decided to take back some of her accusations against the Riddler. She was truly an intellectual, elegant and wise woman, Reisbai.

"Okay, stop polluting my brain like an idiot. Now, get out." Latio, who finally made it through, felt that he needed a rest.

He then unceremoniously ordered Cheng An to leave, interrupting his daze.

She reacted quickly and had a vague idea of what to do next, so she nodded quickly, and before Latio spoke again, she said a hasty "thank you" and quickly slipped out the door.

The girl, in a good mood, walked back to her room and looked at the Dream Pond in the center. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Just say that Pinocchio is a good place, right? The advantage of a complex power structure is reflected here. There are all kinds of people here, and she can find whatever she needs.

"Draining all the main forces and not being able to replenish them" - it seems that "nothingness" is well worth a try.

Guess what? This Pinocchio just happens to have a nihilistic professional.

Maybe she could go talk to Huang Quan. As long as she was nice enough, the lady would not make things difficult for her. Moreover, even if she didn't look for him deliberately, in the original plot, Huang Quan would stand on the side of the train crew in the end.

She could then take the opportunity to bring it up.

Well, it's time to really go into the dream and see.

There's no need to worry about Xing. She may have already met Firefly and is probably on a wonderful tour right now, so she won't join them.

The more worrying part may be with Sha Jin. Although we don't know where he has gone at that moment, he should be collecting information everywhere at this moment. We can send a message to ask about his location when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Cheng An walked into the dream pool step by step, then listened to the voice prompts, found a comfortable position and leaned in.

With the vague touch of the pool water, she quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep with some anticipation.