Zheng Qing went to the Institute of Abnormal Life in Beta Town to meet Dr. Terry Duzem after Talisman Class on Monday afternoon. To have a suitable excuse, he even carried the dormitory's little elves there in a cardboard box.
Ever since the little elves' last physical examination, Zheng Qing had not visited this courtyard in quite some time.
On one hand, Dr. Duzem's residence felt like a secluded retreat, and Zheng Qing always felt it was inappropriate to disturb him too often. On the other hand, his little elves had somehow mutated. Not only had they survived normally, but they could also fly about in good health every day without needing any special potions.
Zheng Qing was always worried that if he brought them to Dr. Duzem's laboratory a few more times, the little elves might end up being dissected by the Doctor. This concern was not unfounded. Even in the dormitory, the little elves had already aroused Xiao Xiao's immense interest, to say nothing of Dr. Duzem, who was deeply obsessed with research.
Originally, he had planned to come with Jiang Yu today. But for some reason, Jiang Yu had seemed to be avoiding him lately, always finding one excuse or another to turn him down. Fortunately, the witch had not completely refused the young publicly funded student's request and had still signed him a note.
Although Zheng Qing had long realized that he could find Dr. Duzem's residence even without the note Jiang Yu had signed, he did not reject the witch's kindness. Every time he visited the Institute of Abnormal Life, he would let her know beforehand.
It was for safety, and for peace of mind.
By the time they met, darkness had fallen.
Dr. Duzem was reading experimental reports in his study.
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