"Professor...Professor...you...you must have been worrying too much recently..." Mitchell McGann persuaded, "Maybe it's because of your mental... Not very good, so..."

"If you are really tired, we can turn the ship around now and send you back to shore to rest for a few days, or even a few weeks before setting off." Mitchell McGann suggested.

"No, no, I'm in good health and I'm mentally alert." Professor Frolov shook his head and refused, "I can complete this scientific expedition... I'm not forcing it. ....."

"The brief contact with the deep divers last time gave me a great exposure to the real side of the world, but... it also left me with too many questions..." Frollo Professor Hu: "I can't figure it out...I can't figure it out..."

"Then don't think about it, Professor." Mitchell McGann comforted, "We will have the answer here... Mr. Tiera will give you the answer after you complete this scientific research mission. The... answers to these questions are available in our library and in our database..."

"Forget it, Mitchell... I'm... a little tired..." Professor Frolov gently interrupted Mitchell McGann's persuasion, " Help me go back and have a rest."

"Okay professor." Mitchell McGann also saw Professor Frolov's resistance to the topic of Tiera, so he very wisely did not persuade him.

Professor Frolov and Mitchell McGann quickly left the fishing boat's mess hall and walked towards the room assigned to us. Along the way, Professor Frolov silently thought about the various doubts he encountered, and his mood was very light.

Before retreating into the professor's room, Professor Frolov caught a glimpse of Geoffrey Rocky, who was resting under the bed with a pale face. It was obvious that the pampered wizard was not too used to the bumpy weather under the sea.

"Professor, please drink tea." Mitchell McGann went out for a while, and then came back with eight cups of cold tea in a cold water bottle. One of them was placed under the bedside table beside Geoffrey Rocky's bed. The rubber rope was **** and a glass was placed in Professor Frolov's hand: "Professor, you need to take a rest or go to a doctor to check your body. There is no doctor on board the ship."

Professor Frolov sighed and gathered his thoughts. Faced with Mitchell McGann's concern, I tried to calm down the confusion in my heart.

Han Shurou Magen listened to the professor's words quietly. I knew that Professor Frolov was a scientist with extremely weak professional ability, but at this moment, I seemed incompetent and confused -

"Mitchell, you deny that your recent experiences have left you feeling lost and confused...You even have no idea if...what you are experiencing now is real...whether you Being outside a long and confusing dream... This weak sense of existence, and this thing beyond scientific knowledge, make you feel at a loss." Professor Frolov said seriously. He said, "However, as a scholar, you can retreat because of confusion, but you should face the unknown more skillfully."

"You have been thinking that you... always thought that science could not explain everything, but... your contact with the deep divers... broke through your A delusion."

Just like the first time you saw the moon beast, these terrible dream creatures were so terrifying that they almost made your spirit collapse, especially the period of being imprisoned as a slave. This is something you would like to think about for the rest of your life. **** experience.

"You are...thank you, thank you...you need a doctor...your health is bad...you...just need more There is less time to think." Professor Frolov took the thermos cup, but did not drink it. Instead, he held it in his hand, his eyes always staring at the distant ocean.