My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 106 Pandfal

Vincent and Tristan returned to the lab.

Lynn watched them quietly.

He had already completed the experiment perfectly, but the two people went outside halfway through, and no one knew what they were up to.

"Lynn, you did a good job. It seems I misunderstood you before."

Tristan stroked his gray beard and chuckled.

Mr. Vincent also smiled and said, "Lynn, I hope you won't blame my teacher. After all, your situation is unusual, and misunderstandings are quite normal."

Lynn nodded, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

This is his true thought.

After all, he has now completed all the tasks that needed to be done in the laboratory, so it would be better for him to leave as soon as possible.

Putting aside those two matches, the pile of books about the Spirit Race in his storage ring alone would be enough for him to read.

He has no time to waste on meaningless things.

The two exchanged pleasantries, one after the other, with Lynn echoing their sentiments.

Although he was in a hurry, he still couldn't neglect the skills required for the table.

As for the senior student, no one paid him any attention.

He just stood silently to one side, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

He lowered his head, silently praying that the three of them would not talk about him.

Lynn indeed had no such intention.

Sometimes, the magnanimity of those in power is not necessarily due to their broad-mindedness, but simply because some people are not even worthy of their attention.

As for Lynn, he didn't have the arrogance of someone in a superior position, but he really didn't have time to deal with such people right now.

"By the way, Lynn, are you free tomorrow morning? I'd like to ask you for a favor, and of course, there will be payment."

Vincent suddenly asked.

Lynn thought for a moment and nodded.

He will definitely need the connections of the college teachers in the future, and it is essential to build relationships in daily life. This is a great opportunity for him.

Lynn agreed.

Vincent smiled.

He said he would leave at five o'clock in the morning, and someone would come to pick him up downstairs at the dormitory. He just needed to go.

Although Lynn was a little puzzled by the early start time, he still agreed.

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, talking about all sorts of random topics.

Lynn asked some questions about the ley lines along the way, but didn't get any useful information from them.

By the time he left the laboratory, the sky was already overcast.

Lynn went back to her dorm and took a shower.

He got dressed and was about to go to the cafeteria to grab a quick bite before coming back to read.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Bruno is back.

Lynn was somewhat surprised.

"Didn't you say you had a social gathering tonight? Why are you back so early?"

Bruno was somewhat annoyed by this.

He flicked his bangs and said bitterly:

"Enough talk, let's part on bad terms."

Lynn raised an eyebrow.

"Did you perhaps eat all of everyone's food?"

Bruno was speechless.

"Dude, are you serious about what kind of image I have in your mind?"

"What happened?" Lynn asked, somewhat surprised.

Bruno covered his face with one hand, making a disgusting expression of distress, helplessness, and feigned melancholy.

"Perhaps my charm is too overwhelming, and I simply can't hide that aristocratic air ingrained in my bones. The moment I sit down at the table, all the girls stare at me. Sigh, maybe being handsome is a sin."

Lynn responded with an "oh".

"So you got them to tell you something, and then, why are you back so early?"

Bruno, having been figured out, was speechless.

"Okay, I was tricked into revealing my secrets. These women may not be good at anything else, but they're full of dirty tricks and schemes."

Ever since they learned of my noble status, they've been relentlessly pursuing me, completely disregarding the other boys and my girlfriend.

Finally, my girlfriend couldn't take it anymore, yelled at them, and the meeting ended badly.

Lynn patted Bruno on the shoulder sympathetically and comforted him, "A fat eagle can't fit in with a flock of sparrows. So what's your girlfriend's reaction now?"

Bruno gasped upon hearing this.

"Damn it, bro, what kind of bullshit analogy is that? Were you trying to comfort me or insult me?"

Lynn smiled without saying a word.

Bruno pursed his lips in exasperation upon seeing this.

"In short, my girlfriend is very surprised. She didn't expect me to be an aristocrat. Now she wants to break up with me and says things like we are destined to have no future."

Lynn nodded in agreement.

"I think she makes a good point."

"That makes no sense!" Bruno retorted instinctively.

However, he soon fell silent.

"Anyway, I really like her, and I want to love her as my wife for the rest of my life, but the issue of her status as my wife is..."

Bruno muttered something to himself, looking gloomy.

Lynn patted him on the shoulder.

"How about we go to the cafeteria for a meal first?"

Bruno, looking sullen, slowly turned to look at Lynn.

His gaze gradually shifted from hesitation to determination.

"eat!"

......

After a big meal, the two returned to their dormitory.

Bruno locked himself in his room in frustration, muttering something under his breath.

Lynn, meanwhile, sat on the sofa, flipping through the books of the Elven race.

After reading a lot of books, he gradually got a general idea of ​​the history of the Eldar.

The Eldar have been an extremely powerful race throughout their long history.

They are handsome and possess extremely strong mental power from birth.

Although they cannot awaken extraordinary abilities, once they begin the unique cultivation methods of the Spirit Race, their strength can generally reach the level of an eighth-tier extraordinary being, and their lifespan can reach around 100 years.

If it weren't for their shorter lifespan compared to superhumans, this race would be practically a divinely favored race.

These powerful Eldar have never had the desire to expand their territory in line with their strength, and have lived quietly in the Sollem Mountains for thousands of years.

Aside from occasionally eliminating foreign invaders, their history is extremely uneventful.

There was no external aggression, nor any internal strife.

It's practically a race made up of peace-loving otaku men and women.

Of course, their ultimate fate was also obvious given their reclusive nature.

The Sun King had long been wary of these "bombs" right under his nose.

After acquiring a divine body, the Sun King launched a single attack that flattened the entire Solem Mountains.

The Eldar were wiped out in one fell swoop.

Only a few Eldar who lived in villages on the edge of the mountains survived.

After realizing what had happened, they quickly split into two groups.

A group headed east seeking revenge, but the Sun King wiped out all their high-end combat power. The few remaining Eldar chose to assimilate into the human race to survive.

Another group of Eldar continued their westward migration.

Although their final destination is unknown, they stayed in the city of Pandefar for a considerable period of time.

This is the last record of the Eldar.

Close the book.

Lynn silently murmured that name.

"Pandefar..."

Lynn leaned back on the sofa, gently rubbing her slightly sore eyes.

"Perhaps I should find some books about this city."