Everyone thought that Angor was just using this as an excuse. Maybe he could not answer the question, so he used the fact that five minutes was too short to cover it up.
As it turned out, Angor was not considering whether he could answer the question or not. Instead, he was only considering one more question.
In other words, he had to answer all of Du Fan's questions in three minutes.
How?!
Everyone thought Angor was joking. Even Du Fan gave him a "you're kidding me" look. Angor simply shrugged and pointed at the air. A whiteboard for teaching appeared in front of everyone.
Angor glanced at Du Fan. "I'll show you as fast as I can, and only once. I hope you can understand."
With that, twisted black lines began to appear on the whiteboard. The lines looked like dancing symbols. They changed, struggled, and piled up into rows of characters.
No one in the room was an ordinary person, so they could easily tell that the whiteboard was created by illusions. The characters were also created by illusions. This was why Angor's thinking speed was not limited to his hand speed. He could rely on the illusionary characters to form the whiteboard in a flash.
The characters moved so fast that the whiteboard was filled up in the blink of an eye.
The first whiteboard floated up, and the second one appeared. Following the previous one, the characters danced like wild horses and filled up the second whiteboard at a speed faster than human eyes could see.
The third whiteboard … the fourth …
At first, most people could tell that Angor was enumerating special quantities in the process.
However, Angor's mind moved too fast. Most of the sentences required a lot of knowledge and experience to understand them quickly. If one didn't have this kind of knowledge, they would have to settle down and think about it slowly if they wanted to understand the sudden change between the above and below just by looking at it.
When the third whiteboard appeared, most of the apprentices in the room could not keep up. They could only try their best to understand the characters one by one.
When the eighth whiteboard appeared, some wizards who were not proficient in alchemy also could not keep up with Angor's mind.
When the seventeenth whiteboard appeared, there were only a few alchemists who could keep up with Angor's thoughts.
Du Fan and Van Nathan were among them.
The two of them had no time to think about anything else because all their attention was focused on the rows of papers. Once he did, he would be left far behind by Angor's speed.
Even now, they already felt that they could not keep up with Angor's way of thinking. Angor's mind was not only unpredictable, but also varied in many ways. They could not put everything together.
Like an unbridled horse, he galloped away, leaving a trail of dust behind him. The others either tried to keep up, but Angor would eventually leave them behind, or fell off their horses and lay on the ground, sighing. Or they started running on their own feet, so they could not even see Angor's back.
When the thirtieth whiteboard appeared, Du Fan could no longer keep up. He tried his best to understand, but there were still many things he could not understand. However, after his previous experience, he had to admit that it was not his fault. It was probably because he did not have enough knowledge, and his imagination was deteriorating.
Du Fan couldn't help but look at Angor when he couldn't figure it out.
Angor ignored him and kept working on his illusions.
Du Fan was sweating profusely, but Angor remained calm as if nothing had happened.
Du Fan was already regretting his decision. Why did he ask that question in the first place?
Du Fan already knew that Angor's knowledge was much deeper than his. He was asking for humiliation by asking such a question.
Du Fan's face turned pale, but he still placed his hope on the tiniest possibility. Maybe it was not that he could not keep up with Angor, but that Angor had made some mistakes too?
As Du Fan was thinking about this, he turned around and glanced at Vanson.
Van Nathan was the best alchemist in Ashillian Comprehensive Academy, except for the research department members. Every time Van Nathan gave a class, people would have to fight for it.
If Van Nathan was stuck on a problem like Du Fan, maybe Angor made a mistake in his calculations?
But when Du Fan looked at Van Nathan again, he saw that Van Nathan was still concentrating on the new whiteboard. From the slight movement of his eyelids, Du Fan could tell that Van Nathan was still following Angor.
In other words, Du Fan's problem was due to his lack of knowledge.
Thinking of this, Du Fan felt his chest tighten.
Du Fan also heard people whispering behind him, wondering what Angor was trying to prove.
These were all people who failed to keep up with Angor's thoughts, so they had no idea what Angor was trying to prove.
However, what angered Du Fan the most was that one of the wizards whispered to him, "Don't bother Vanner. Ask Du Fan. I think he stopped. I don't think he caught up with Wizard Padt's thoughts."
Du Fan was so angry that his eyes turned red, but he couldn't get angry at the Magus' question.
First of all, he was still writing. If he interrupted someone's train of thought, he would become a laughingstock. Second, he could not afford to offend the person who asked him the question. Not only was the person stronger than him, but he was also a student of Master "Moonlight Silver" Kusilo, who had great talent. He only learned alchemy later than Kusilo, so his skills were not as good.
Du Fan's face reddened, but he still answered in a low voice, "He's working on an alchemy formula."
It was an alchemy formula that could be used as data to verify the formula.
Three minutes were up, and Angor stopped writing.
There were a total of 37 whiteboards floating in front of him. The first 36 whiteboards were densely filled with records. Only the last whiteboard listed a complicated formula that made people feel dizzy just by looking at it.
Du Fan fixed his eyes on the final formula. He didn't know whether this formula was right or wrong, but he felt that the characters on this formula were like an arrogant wise man who looked down at him from a high position and sneered at him, showing disdain for his performance.
He let the 37 whiteboards stay for another 20 seconds because there were still people following his thoughts.
It was Van Nathan.
Twenty seconds later, Vanson finished reading all the whiteboards in front of him. His face was filled with ecstasy, and then he began to reminisce. Finally, he showed an expression that he hadn't had enough.
Everyone understood that Vanson was the only one who understood the entire proof process of this alchemy formula.
Indeed, Van Nathan understood it. He could only rely on his own experience to judge whether Angor's formula was correct or not, but he was sure that Angor's proof was flawless.
For Vanersen, it was as if he was witnessing how a tower was built from scratch in the alchemy wasteland that used to be a blank space.
As a witness, he could not express his joy in words.
He could only look at Angor in excitement. It was Angor who led him to reclaim the wasteland that used to be barren.
Now, Van Nathan was convinced that Angor lived up to his reputation. Not only was the man at the top of enchantment, but he also knew a lot about alchemy. That was why Angor was able to use all kinds of methods to come up with an alchemy formula that had never been seen before.
Van Nathan knew that the formula was not as useful as he thought, but the fact that Angor could come up with it in such a short time showed that he had a solid foundation.
When Du Fan saw Vanner's excited expression and the respect he felt for Angor, he knew that Angor's alchemy formula was correct.
Even a proud man like Van Nathan was willing to bow down to Angor. This was something that could not be faked.
Du Fan sighed inwardly. Finally, he lowered his head and admitted defeat.
Angor didn't show much emotion when he saw Venner's expression. He removed all 36 whiteboards, leaving only the last one with the alchemy formula on it.
He looked at Du Fan. "So, this is the answer. Do you understand it?"
Angor's voice was calm without any sarcasm. However, Du Fan felt very uncomfortable. He quickly nodded and tried to ignore the question. It would be best if Angor did not pay attention to him anymore. He had lost enough face today.
However, Angor didn't look away from Du Fan's prayer. "Do you understand now? Good. I need you to use the formula anyway. "
Du Fan did not understand what Angor meant.
Angor continued, "Since your question took up everyone's time, you'll have to pay for it."
"Huh?" Du Fan looked at Angor in surprise. He did not know what Angor was thinking.
"Do you see this formula?" Angor pointed at a section of the alchemy formula on the whiteboard. "This is an embedded formula. You just need to calculate the Ziwicky variable of the blood energy of different Bloodstone and add it into the formula. Then, you can use the formula to calculate the energy change of a Bloodstone."
"Use this formula to list the energy changes of commonly used Bloodstone. You can share it with the other wizards in the class as compensation for taking up their time today." Angor paused a little before he added, "You can think of him as an assignment for you."
After Du Fan heard this, he only felt dizzy.
Demonic Bloodstone. As long as it was stained with the blood of demonic creatures, it would form a special ore that could be called a Demonic Bloodstone. Even the blood of a wizard could turn into a Bloodstone.
There were so many kinds of monsters in the world. Even if they did not count the ones that could not form a Bloodstone, there were still countless of them.
Angor did not say "all" Bloodstones, but "commonly used" was still a huge number.
If Angor wanted to use this formula to list the energy changes of commonly used Bloodstone, it would take a long time.
Du Fan wanted to refuse, but he could not. Angor was the instructor of the class, and he had the right to do whatever he wanted. Even if he did not follow the rules of the class, he still needed to pay something in return for listening to Angor's formula.
It was just a time-consuming list. Du Fan gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Good. I'm looking forward to your list."
Angor looked calm, but everyone knew that he was only responding to Du Fan's provocation.
As for Du Fan, he could feel that the others were looking at him with obvious mockery in their eyes.
Most likely, he had already become a laughingstock.
But what could he do? Du Fan could only swallow his bitterness and anger, because he had asked for it himself …
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