Time flew by, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.
This half a month was the most relaxing period of Han Shuo's life. Borg and Carey had taken on Han Shuo's cleaning duties separately. Add to that the fact that Han Shuo's back was injured, and Fanny hadn't sought out Han Shuo for research.
Han Shuo had learned from Jack that even Fitch had once again gone to undergo the adept mage advancement trial. Therefore, this major enemy was no longer a threat for the time being.
Ever since Han Shuo's shameless confession at the bottom of the trap, Lisa's attitude towards Han Shuo had undergone a drastic change. Not only did she no longer cause trouble for Han Shuo, but she also frequently defended Han Shuo and forbade other students from using Han Shuo to practice necromancy magic at this time.
Since then, apart from eating, drinking, and taking a dump, Han Shuo had spent all his free time training his magical yuan and studying the two books, "The Foundations of Necromancy" and "A Summary of Dark Creatures".
Actually, because of his training in magical yuan, the injuries on Han Shuo's back had long since healed. There wasn't even a scar left behind.
The current Han Shuo had grown another two centimeters taller, and was now 1.7 meters tall. Because of his training in magical yuan and sufficient nutrition from his meals, his originally frail body was slowly becoming stronger and stronger. The muscles on his chest, abdomen, and arms were even beginning to bulge.
Without anyone noticing, Han Shuo's body and strength were slowly changing without anyone noticing. The training of the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire" had also reached a critical juncture. When Han Shuo circulated his magical yuan, he could already follow the path of the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire" and circulate the magical yuan into his palms.
Every time Han Shuo circulated the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire" and circulated the magical yuan to his two palms, he could feel that one of his palms was icy cold, and the other was scorching hot. Furthermore, the skin on his palms would turn a faint purplish red, making his palms look very strange.
Regarding the strange jade box, Han Shuo did not act rashly during this period of time, afraid that the situation from last time would happen again. Before figuring out what the ball was and what it could do, Han Shuo didn't dare to take any more risks.
After half a month of studying "An Overview of Dark Creatures", Han Shuo had a clearer understanding of some of the dark creatures summoned by the necromancy major. He understood some of the communication methods between the summoned creatures and the summoner. He also understood how to send the summoned dark creatures to another dimension.
Except, although there was a magical incantation to send the summoned creatures of darkness to another dimension in the "Compendium of Creatures of Darkness", and Han Shuo believed that he was completely capable of doing this with his current mental strength, he hadn't dared put it into practice. This was because Han Shuo didn't know if he would be able to summon the Little Skull again after sending him to another dimension.
This Little Skull with seven bone spurs had been meticulously refined by Han Shuo through refining demonic treasures. Not only was it stronger than the average skeleton in all aspects, it also had a terrifying immunity to light magic.
During this period of time, Han Shuo and the Little Skull had interacted day and night, and the Little Skull had helped Han Shuo a lot. Han Shuo already had feelings for him, and was worried that if he were to send the Little Skull to another dimension, he might not be able to summon the Little Skull the next time, and then he would lose him forever.
It was precisely because of this concern that Han Shuo had the confidence to send the Little Skull back to the other dimension, but he didn't do so. He would rather let the Little Skull stay under the bed, even at the risk of being discovered by others, and insisted on keeping the Little Skull there.
The Little Skull in front of him was lying lazily in the wooden barrel. Its bones were as dark as ink, and shone with a misty light. For the past half a month, Han Shuo had often infused magical yuan into the small wooden barrel, using the "Magical Yin Concentration Matrix" to slowly refine it.
The Little Skull had become more and more agile and strong after being refined by Han Shuo. The Little Skull's bone dagger was even sharper than the average sword. Han Shuo had once experimented with a bone fragment, and found that the bone fragment was instantly severed with a single slash of the bone dagger.
While the Little Skull was constantly changing, Han Shuo had also benefited greatly from the training of the "solid" level of demonic yuan. Han Shuo's body had undergone a mysterious transformation.
However, up until now, Han Shuo still couldn't break through this level of demonic yuan. Han Shuo carefully recalled the memories of Crazy 'Ole, Chu Canglan, and his understanding of some of the subsequent events. He came to a conclusion – if he wanted to quickly advance to the "solid" level, breaking and building was the most effective and fastest method.
Every time Han Shuo was beaten up, or his skin and flesh were damaged, his body would recover quickly through the training of demonic yuan. Every time he recovered, his body would be stronger than usual, and his skin, flesh, and bones would be more resilient. Only by being damaged would he be able to speed up the training of the "solid" level after the demonic yuan was refined.
After figuring this out, Han Shuo couldn't help but smile wryly. He thought to himself that the training of demonic yuan was basically suicidal. But now that he had embarked on this path, he had no choice but to find a way to quickly break through the "solid" level in order to increase his strength and gain even more strength.
On this day, Han Shuo's figure appeared at the entrance to the martial arts school of the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force.
After a few days of investigation, Han Shuo understood that the martial arts school was a place that specialized in training warriors and knights. However, the training of warriors and knights was completely separate. The students of the martial arts school were mainly commoners, and they only trained in fighting aura and martial arts, as well as some thoughts of loyalty to the emperor.
The majority of the students in the knight school were nobles. It was a training ground for the sons of the royal family and warlords of the Empire. These students often had extraordinary backgrounds, and their families were either strong or weak. Not only did they have to train in fighting aura and martial arts, but they also had to learn some noble etiquette, battle strategies, and the art of commanding.
In the Knight Academy, these people learned all kinds of knowledge in order to have a good future in their own clans or in the Empire. These kinds of Knight Academy students were all quite wealthy. In order to advance to Senior Knight, they didn't hesitate to spend money to find some commoners to be their sparring partners in actual combat to help them practice their martial skills.
Some commoners who thought of themselves as physically strong would endure their blows in exchange for money in order to receive generous rewards. Even some commoner warrior students would come to be their human targets for money.
Except, it wasn't easy to earn money. Some knight students would even beat some human targets to death when they missed. But because this was a consensual matter on both sides, the knight students paid the money. Even if the human targets were accidentally beaten to death, it was their own fault and no one would care.
Han Shuo had come here to become one of these human targets. However, Han Shuo wasn't here for money, but to train his body and break through to the "solid" realm of magical yuan.
Many human targets stood in a spacious hall. These people were all strong and muscular, and wore the uniform of a poor commoner. Han Shuo focused his attention and discovered that there were some warriors mixed in. Some had come from outside the Academy because of its reputation, and some were students of the warrior school.
"You're an errand boy of the Academy, but your body isn't strong and you're not a warrior. Aren't you going to your death by coming here? Young man, I advise you not to earn this money, or you'll be beaten to death! "A thin old man looked at Han Shuo from the entrance of the hall.
Old man Jeff was in his fifties and was in the same profession as Han Shuo. He wore the clothes of an errand boy and was in charge of helping these human targets register. He felt that Han Shuo's body was emaciated and tried to persuade Han Shuo out of goodwill.
"Don't worry, Mister Jeff, just help me register. I really want to try!" Han Shuo looked at Jeff and pleaded.
"Since you're so insistent, then I'll help you register. Ai, do you think this money is easy to earn? If you really are beaten to death, don't blame me for not warning you!" Jeff saw that Han Shuo persisted after many attempts at persuasion, and that there were still people queuing up behind him to urge him, so he finally couldn't dissuade Han Shuo. He sighed and agreed, helping Han Shuo register Brian's name.
When Han Shuo walked into the hall, the other human targets all looked at Han Shuo with odd expressions. Most of their gazes were filled with disdain, but there were also a few kind-hearted people who revealed expressions of pity and even urged Han Shuo not to try.
Although Han Shuo's body was a bit stronger than Brian's from before after cultivating the demonic arts, because Brian's original body was all skin and bones like a skinny monkey, Han Shuo was only a bit stronger than the original Brian. Compared to these brawny men whose arms were thicker than his thighs, there was naturally a world of difference.
"Listen to me, you'd better leave this place as soon as possible, or you'll certainly be beaten to death." As Han Shuo sized up his surroundings, a thin young man in his twenties came to Han Shuo's side and spoke up to persuade him.
This young man was wearing the uniform of a warrior student. Although his body didn't look strong enough, because he was a warrior himself, there was no doubt that his strength was much stronger than those who only looked strong on the outside, but didn't cultivate any martial arts or fighting aura.
"Thank you, I'd like to try!" Han Shuo revealed a friendly smile, nodded at the young man, and said faintly.
"My name is Jared, and I often come here to earn some extra money. Even with my strength as a journeyman swordsman, I've been seriously injured by them before. I've seen too many people accidentally beat to death in order to earn this kind of money. I hope you can listen to my advice and leave this place as soon as possible, or you'll really regret it! "Jared looked sincerely at Han Shuo and tried to persuade him with a face full of sincerity.
Smiling and shaking his head, Han Shuo smiled and said, "My name is Brian. Jared, it's nice to meet you. I'm very grateful for your good intentions, but I must try."
Seeing that Han Shuo was so insistent, Jared couldn't help but sigh. He shook his head and didn't say anything else, but his gaze when looking at Han Shuo was full of sympathy. It looked like he believed that Han Shuo would die without a doubt.
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