Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 734 Is it really a disgusting human being?
Ling was reading his notes in the room.

Perhaps influenced by the heavy rain in Lunweiting City, it also began to rain in the Three Mountains. The hazy rain curtain covered the entire mountain range. The raindrops fell in the forest, soaking the dead branches and leaves on the ground. Under the window sill, the dripping sound mixed with the sound of papers turning, making this night seem particularly quiet.

"Heinrich Schliemann, born in 1824, was the only son of the old Schliemann couple and the only heir of the Viscount family. He received a good private education since childhood. At the age of 16, he went to Cleveland Union University in the White City Republic to study alone, majoring in history and archaeology, and minoring in business and social politics. Six years later, he returned to China and was invited by Lenwitting University to become the deputy director of the newly established archaeology department and a professor of history. After that, he personally funded the establishment of the Prehistoric Heritage Research Institute, and successively presided over and completed major archaeological projects such as the verification of the starting point of the eastern section of the defense line of the Varangian Great Wall and the excavation of the ancient battlefield of the Kenkwell Green Four Town Alliance Defense War. He published many papers and received wide acclaim. Due to his unremitting efforts to promote archaeology in recent years, he has also been praised and recognized by many people in the industry. His villa Xiaoliang Palace in Westminster is said to preserve many precious research materials. It is not only the headquarters of the Prehistoric Heritage Research Institute, but also known as the holy place of the Lenwitting archaeological community..."

What an incredible guy. Or, in other words, every philosopher in the Witch Society has made jaw-dropping achievements. Compared with them, Professor Heinrich Schliemann is already the most inconspicuous one among them.

Galileo, who invented the celestial calendar, Plato, who led the literary trend, Marx, who proposed constitutionalism, and the three outstanding generals, saints, or monarchs in the Hundred Years' War... Perhaps they were indeed influenced by another world, but that does not deny their own abilities. Without firm beliefs and a sense of sacrifice, even if you have knowledge of another world, it would be difficult to leave your name in the history books, right?
Moreover, they did not take the credit for themselves, but returned it intact to their owners, and hid behind the scenes, unknown to the public. Perhaps they did so to hide their identities, but they did make the philosophers of the Earth world shine in another historical starry sky, illuminating the path of civilization and society. From this point of view, Lingge admired them a little.

However, when these philosophers who are indifferent to fame and fortune but are shrewd, practical, decisive and calm and wise take an opposing stance, it becomes a headache.

Lingge let out a sigh of relief and slowly closed his notebook. The rain was still falling outside the window. Although the sound of raindrops falling on the windowsill was dense, it did not make people feel noisy. In this church in the deep mountains far away from the world, it had a unique charm.

The information in the notes was not provided by Detective Miss Gloria, but was retrieved by Olvera in the [Library of Truth]. However, since no information related to the Witch Society could be retrieved, the information about Professor Heinrich Schliemann was limited to his apparent identity. To be honest, it was not of much use.

Don't be too anxious. There are still two weeks until the party on the 26th. Take your time to prepare before then.

Linger put away his notes and looked at the sky outside. He found that it was already late and he had not eaten dinner yet, so he left the room and went to the first floor of the clock tower. There was a simple restaurant here, where the residents of the clock tower had their meals every day. It had a high ceiling, silver tableware and brass candlesticks, and a rectangular table that was twelve meters long and three meters wide, which could accommodate everyone in the clock tower to sit together for dinner. It must have been a very lively scene, but Linger came a little late, so the huge restaurant seemed empty and particularly deserted, with only a petite figure wandering among the leftovers from dinner.

That is……

Ling Ge subconsciously stopped his steps, but the other party still heard the noise, so the petite figure seemed to be greatly frightened, and turned around with a cry of "Ah". When she found that the person standing at the door was Ling Ge, her expression instantly became stiff, even a little desperate. The young man had no doubt that if he gave the other party a dagger at this time, she would definitely choose to commit suicide or kill him.

All in all, he is a very dangerous person.

"Ms. Beimin," Linger had to take the initiative to speak in order to avoid the situation from falling into the worst situation, calling the other party back to his thoughts: "It's late, aren't you going to bed yet?"

He did not ask her what her purpose was in wandering here late at night, after all, it might touch her heart or shame. However, even such a polite question still had a questioning meaning to the youngest sister who hated humans the most among the three photon elves. So she quickly put away her stiff expression and snorted coldly: "What's it to you? Anyway, I'm not cheating." Maybe this is what is called confessing without being asked.

Lingge looked at the oil stains at the corners of the other person's mouth, was silent for a moment, and finally chose to ignore it.

However, seeing that he remained silent, Miss Beimin thought that her verbal attack had worked, and she showed a somewhat smug expression: "I know why you are here, human. You haven't had dinner yet, right? You must be starving now. It's a pity that I have eaten all the food here. It seems that you will have to starve tonight."

I have forced myself to ignore this matter, why are you still trying to blow yourself up?

Her seemingly provocative words did not make Ling Ge angry. Instead, it gave people the feeling that a little girl was upset, which was quite cute. Just like Shemi, although she always talks nonsense and likes to stir up trouble, don't people still care about her? That is the mentality of protecting beautiful things. As for the ugly things, there is no such treatment, such as someone who also talks nonsense and likes to stir up trouble all the time...

Thinking too far ahead, Ling Ge shook his head slightly and pulled his thoughts back to reality. He reminded her out of goodwill: "Don't eat too much before going to bed, it will upset your stomach."

"what?"

Beimin blinked blankly, not understanding what this annoying human wanted to say. Lingge had no intention of explaining and turned to leave the restaurant. The petite photon elf looked at his departing back, and for some reason she became anxious and quickly shouted, "Where do you want to go? Aren't you going to eat?"

She pointed to the covered plate next to her and was about to tell the young man that I hadn't eaten all of it, and there was still some leftovers. He could make do with it. As for the reason, she also thought of it. She didn't care about this annoying human being, but was afraid that her second sister would scold her for being rude after knowing it.

Then she heard Ling Ge say in a matter-of-fact tone: "I'm going back to the Fairy Sleep Inn to eat."

Although it was already late, the hotel kitchen always had hot food available because of a certain princess who liked to stay up late. Why should he stay here and eat leftovers?
Beimin was stunned for a moment. While she was stunned, Lingge had already walked away, and the footsteps gradually disappeared in the corridor. After a few minutes, a gnashing voice seemed to come from the restaurant: "It's really a disgusting human!"

"Hate it, hate it!!!"

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)