In the early morning, the brilliant but not scorching sunlight shone into Donnie's dormitory through the window, dyeing everything in gold.
Donnie paced back and forth with dark circles under his eyes, as if he couldn't sleep at all last night.
Today was the day when the admission results of the College Entrance Exam of Advanced Magic would be announced. Even though he was confident about his performance, he couldn't help but feel uneasy and unable to fall asleep.
"It's fine. I've done very well in both the theory and the casting tests, unless all the excellent apprentices apply for the Heidler Magic College this year …" Donnie comforted himself in a low voice.
At this moment, a bell rang, melodiously and delightfully. Donnie paused and hurried to turn on the 'home TV' that was embedded on the wall. The snowflake-like white spots rippled nonstop, gradually revealing a beautiful elf with pointy ears.
"Welcome to 'Good Morning Nature' as soon as possible. I believe that you can't wait any longer in front of the TV. Hehe. I'm holding the admission list of the major magic academies this year." The elf on the TV picked up the parchment in front of her and waved it. There was a red string tied to the parchment with a raised magic emblem printed on it.
It was the school channel of 'Nature's Heart'. Every morning, noon and evening, there would be an hour of programs. The main purpose of the programs was to report the happenings in the school, share the bad or hilarious mistakes that the apprentices made, introduce the necessity of nature conservation, and show the natural beauty of different places.
Looking at the parchment that had too many layers, Donnie felt that his heart was beating faster and faster. Even though he held his breath, he could still hear it.
The elf put down the parchment and said with a smile, "Our apprentices have done well this year. The ratio of admissions is higher than before. Of course, some people are still very close to success. However, don't be frustrated. You can choose to enter the Stroop forest and further study as druids. After years of hard work by the arcanists, magic apprentices can now be transformed into 'Nature Guards', or in other words, druid apprentices …"
Donnie felt that the veins on his forehead were bulging. The most important thing at this moment was to announce the admission list. Why did she have to say so much? To accumulate everybody's anxiety and uneasiness? Was he trying to provoke everyone?
Thankfully, the elven lady did not waste time. Soon, she removed the seal on the magic badge, cut the red string, and unfolded the parchment. "Now, the admission list of the Holt Magic College will be announced. Those whose names are called, please go to the principal's office after nine to receive your admission letter and your reward."
Right now, there were only nine magic academies in the world, but there were almost four hundred magic academies in the world. To be admitted was an honor for both the apprentices and the academies. That was why the principal of Nature's Heart Magic Academy had issued the admission letter in person. Therefore, as long as the apprentices who entered the magic academy did not slack off, become lazy, or give up, they had a chance to become official sorcerers.
"Holt Magic Academy …" The more Donnie listened, the more anxious he became. The familiar names only made him feel even more anxious. However, the elven host did not announce the admission list of the Heidler Magic Academy until the end.
Holding his breath again, Donnie pressed his left chest with his right hand, sensing the intense heaving that seemed to be jumping out of his chest.
"… Guderian … Caroline … David …" The elven streamer called out the names that Donnie was very familiar with. Just as he was about to lose control of his heartbeat and the terrible pressure, the word "Donnie" finally came out from the speaker of the home TV. It was so sweet, so pleasant to the ears!
Donnie felt that he had been struck by lightning. His body was numb, and his muscles were rigid. Then, he waved his arms hard, but his body collapsed helplessly.
He finally made it!
His life and his family's life would be changed from today on!
… …
In the Knowledge Bookstore, Dollos looked at Donnie who had arrived late. Observing the excitement and delight on his face that was still lingering on his owl-like eyes, he asked with a smile, "You've been admitted?"
"Yes, in the Heidler Magic Academy, in the direction of body structure and genetic factors." Donnie smiled brilliantly whoever he met today.
As the studies in the microscopic domain were deeper and more detailed, as the models of the nature of the world and magic were roughly established, and as the influence spread to other fields, the arcanists discovered that the vastness of knowledge had exceeded the limits of their learning ability. They could no longer learn the basics of every school before they chose the field that they were best at. They had to know the direction of their development from the very beginning and lay a solid foundation. Those who were not geniuses could barely consider other things besides the basics of their own field.
Of course, after they became middle-rank or senior-rank sorcerers and their lifespan was prolonged, the arcanists still had to go back and relearn the basics of the schools of astrology, elements, and necromancy. The former involved prophecy, fate, and other things. They would be at a great disadvantage if they did not learn them. The microscopic domain of the school of elements was the embodiment of nature and the foundation for many studies in the future. If they did not know anything about it, it would be very difficult for them to carry out the most in-depth studies in their own field.
The school of necromancy, on the other hand, was a necessity to prolong one's lifespan. It did not mean that they were adept at it but that they at least had the corresponding basics.
Dollos nodded and closed the book before him. "Congratulations, Donnie. I hope that you can achieve remarkable success in the school of necromancy in the future."
"Thank you, Mr. Dollos." Donnie replied with a smile.
Dollos looked around the bookstore. Seeing that there were no customers at this moment, he chuckled. "Donnie, the most pressing problems in the school of necromancy right now are the model of soul structure, the model of genetic factors, and the real mechanism of the 'Original Body'. If you can unveil the mysteries of genetics, you will certainly win the Evans Prize in Arcana and the Immortal Throne. It is possible that you can become a grand arcanist and a legendary sorcerer. That's what you should work for."
Donnie scratched his head, rather embarrassed by Dollos' encouragement. "That's not something that I can solve. I don't have any foundation at all. Well, Mr. Dollos, you know the 'Original Body' too?"
He keenly noticed the unusual word and asked rather curiously.
Dollos lowered his eyes and looked at the book before him. "You've heard of the 'Original Body'? Few arcanists in the school of necromancy still understand it and study it. I only learned of it because an old friend of mine happened to be experimenting with it. "
"I heard it from a candidate during the College Entrance Exam …" Donnie suddenly felt that his question was dangerous, but he could only grit his teeth and answer it.
Dollos nodded and smiled. "Now that you've heard of it, I can tell you more about it. It's the ancient Meshkate Empire …"
He briefly described the origin and evolution of the 'Original Body'. Donnie listened attentively too. Although he had already been 'educated' by Karl, and Karl's description was more detailed, he was not in the mood to listen carefully at that time.
"… The features of the Life Traceback ritual include the obliquely inserted tombstones and the clothes inside the coffins … All the bodies have been stuffed into the wooden dummies buried deep at the core …" As he talked, Dollos suddenly sighed. "I'm told that the 'Cemetery of Eternal Rest' outside of the Heidler Magic College contains the secret. It's a pity that I'm not qualified to visit the most mysterious and unique magic college …"
The secret was hidden outside of the Heidler Magic College?
Donnie was more and more looking forward to his life in the magic college. If he could find the corresponding files and crack the mysteries of the 'Cemetery of Eternal Rest', his strength would probably soar.
Dollos coughed and stopped mentioning the 'Original Body'. After briefly introducing the school of necromancy, he asked Donnie to do his work.
… …
Wu!
Clang! Clang!
Clang! The long magic steam train stopped on a gloomy platform. Donnie walked out of the train with his old black suitcase.
"Is this Heidler?" Donnie looked around in excitement and curiosity, only to discover that the sky was gray and dim as if it had been frozen. The place was covered in vague haze all the time. Far away, the sharp, dark magic towers indicated that this place was entirely different from the other cities on the continent.
As expected of the base of the school of necromancy … Donnie was not scared at all. Having been mentally prepared, he felt that only such a place could match Heidler's reputation.
It was the middle of August. The sun was scorching outside, but when it shone into Heidler, there was nothing but paleness left, making one feel cold from the bottom of their heart.
Donnie moved his eyes back and looked for the sign on the platform. After he completed the contract with Dollos, it was already too late for him to go home. After all, Heidler was one of the magic colleges that he enrolled in earlier.
"Freshmen of the magic college, please gather at 152 Ghoul Street …" Donnie soon found the notice and read it.
"How do I get to the Ghoul Street?" Donnie frowned and looked at the map of Heidler that he purchased from the merchants on the train. It was full of twists and turns and made him dizzy.
Looking left and right, Donnie carried his suitcase and quickly walked to the side of a staff member who was busy cleaning the platform. "Hello, can I ask for directions? I am a freshman of the Heidler Magic College. "
The staff member raised his head abruptly, only to see that the muscles on his face had rotted away, revealing bleak white bones. Two deep black holes were left in his eye sockets, scaring Donnie so much that he almost screamed.
Although he had dissected corpses, summoned zombies, and created sutured corpses, it was still rather horrifying to run into a rotten body in broad daylight when he was not mentally prepared.
The 'worker' struggled to shake his head. Then, he lowered his head and continued cleaning the platform.
This is Heidler … Donnie's tone had greatly changed.
"Donnie!" A familiar voice came from afar. Donnie turned around in surprise, only to see that someone was waving his arms at the entrance of the platform. The ghost behind him was also waving its fuzzy hands. It was exactly Sammy.
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