It was close to midnight, but because the stars and moon were so splendid, the scene felt a bit brighter.
Under this illumination, Professor Fu's solitary departure appeared somewhat desolate.
This feeling extended all the way until he opened the laboratory.
Silent and soundless, as if Miss Liushuang was still busy with that hand axe, this lively place from the day was now deserted.
Though it wasn't completely devoid of interesting things.
Making his way to his snakeskin chair, Fu Qian plopped down and stared at the box in front of him, adorned with golden decorations.
Although it gave a sense of déjà vu, it was clearly not Lisa's.
Casually, he opened the smaller box, and a black sphere immediately came into view.
Compared to Professor Lisa's Bone Horseshoe Crab, it was even more compact, similar in size to the Ancient Reminiscence he had consumed.
However, its shape was somewhat distorted.
