The Heidler Magic College was made of many pointed magic towers. Walking in them, they felt that they were walking in a strange forest. Artificial light sprayed down from the sky, creating a beautiful view of light and shadow.
"Mr. Robert is Mr. Felipe's student. He has a remarkable expertise in genetics, cell memory, and necromancy. Also, it is said that he has exchanged for the files on bloodline left by Natravos, the Lord of Abyss, and performed deep modifications on his bloodline and body. For example, his left eye has been transplanted with the main eye of the Eye Demon, which allows him to perform certain ray spells quickly. His combat ability is as good as that of the senior-rank sorcerers who have just entered the sixth circle. His right hand has the tentacles of the Mind Stealer, which can interfere with mental spells and absorb the enemy's brains and memories …
"If you are interested in those fields, you can consider Mr. Robert's courses. He is definitely one of the most distinguished middle-rank mentors. His knowledge and practical studies are as good as those dozens of senior-rank mentors …"
Karl introduced the mentors in high spirits like a blossoming tulip, attracting the attention of the students and teachers who passed by. However, they were immediately shocked by his voice, leaving a lot of statues on the road.
Was it really okay to introduce Mr. Robert's special physical abilities just like that? The corner of Donnie's mouth twitched. He subconsciously pictured Mr. Robert's appearance in his mind. On that expressionless deadpan face, a huge yellowish-brown eye protruded out of his left eye. Clear blood vessels connected it to the eye socket. His right palm opened, and pale red tentacles drilled out, extending in all directions with bared fangs and brandished claws …
"A standard monster … Necromancers are truly terrifying!
"However, on second thought, they are very intimidating and cool, aren't they?"
Weird thoughts popped up in Donnie's head and popped. Suddenly, he felt that his right sleeve was tightened, and he was back to himself again. He observed carefully, only to discover that Sammy was pulling his sleeve softly.
"Donnie, isn't Mr. Robert's special physical abilities a secret? Why is Karl talking as if everybody knows it? "Sammy sensed that something was wrong even though he was a drowsy young man. He asked Donnie in a low voice.
Seeing that Karl was still talking excitedly and did not notice their abnormality, Donnie also said in a low voice, "Karl is the descendant of a big shot …"
This was his speculation. After all, if Carl was a big shot and had done something big, he should have seen it on TV, radio, or newspapers.
Sammy nodded and stopped asking questions. He was not curious about which big shot Karl's descendant was at all, because he was too sleepy to pay attention to anything else. All he needed to know was that it was a big shot that he could not afford to piss off. Also, Karl was introducing mentors who studied body structure and genetic factors, not the field of souls and ghosts that he was interested in.
The ghost behind him was frightened twice in a row. She leaned against him listlessly, looking as if she also wanted to sleep.
Hearing Karl's voice and looking at Sammy's absent-minded face, Donnie remarked with mixed feelings, "One of them is a man who can compare to an elven princess, and the other is a young man who loves sleeping more than anything else. My roommates are truly weird …"
Iristine, the elven princess, once gave a speech in Nature's Heart.
"Well, you are the only normal person." The abrupt voice came into Donnie's ears and made him nod subconsciously. Yes, I'm the only normal person in this dormitory. Wait, who's talking to me? How does he know what I'm thinking?
He turned around abruptly, only to discover that Fatty Jones was looking at him with a smile. He asked in shock, "When … When did you come?"
"Didn't you invite me to choose the courses together?" Jones was not angry at all but replied peacefully.
"Yes." Donnie scratched his head like Sammy did, but I completely forgot about it. I forgot that you were here! Another one …
"Another weird roommate," Jones said with a smile.
Donnie's face was completely frozen. "You know what I'm thinking?"
"No. The bridge we are passing is called 'Road of Calmness'. When your emotions are more intense than a certain level, your thoughts will echo in the corridor. The mentors remind the students that the most rigorous calmness must be maintained in the studies of the school of necromancy. Otherwise, not only will you harm others, but you will also destroy yourself. Even your soul will not be preserved. Did you not hear the voice in your heart?" Jones pointed at the black-and-white bridge.
There were branches in front of the bridge that led to the teaching tower and the experiment tower respectively. There were no windows on the two sides. Only vague light was emitted from the bricks on the wall and the floor, giving the feeling of desolation and quietness. It seemed to be able to calm everybody down.
Donnie listened carefully. As expected, the vague voice of "another one …" was echoing in the air. He looked at Karl and Sammy in embarrassment, only to discover that one of them was talking like a river, and the other was pecking like a chicken. They were not paying attention to anything else at all.
"Good. Good. They didn't hear it …" Donnie heaved a sigh of relief.
"Are you not worried about me?" The common but strange voice echoed again.
Donnie was rather shocked. He turned around and looked at Jones again, only to discover that he had forgotten him again!
"I — I'm sorry." As an honest, kind, and normal young man with boundaries, Donnie hurried to apologize.
Jones waved his hands and said with a smile, "It's fine. I like my uniqueness very much. At the very least, when I'm in danger, even the enemy forgets me. I once traveled to the southern desert with my friends and encountered scorpion men. After a fierce battle, both parties retreated and forgot about me at the center of the battlefield …"
"But in such a case, I don't think any girl will remember you, right? If you have a wife in the future, will she forget that she has such a husband? "Donnie asked curiously.
Jones' face became rigid. He smiled bitterly. "Don't bring up such a sad topic …"
"That's why I chose the school of necromancy. I hope that I can modify my body through bloodline studies and turn the special talent into an ability that I can master."
"I wish you success." Donnie said sincerely. "Right. What's your name?"
"Jones. I've introduced myself many times …" Jones' voice was as unpredictable as a ghost's.
"Is that so? But why do I only remember once? It was in the dormitory. I only remember that you introduced yourself, but I don't remember the details … "Donnie felt that everyone in the dormitory except for himself was a weirdo!
The three of them, no, four of them, entered the teaching tower through the Path of Calmness and found the place where they could choose their courses.
"Well, it's too short. I've only introduced half of the mentors, and I haven't even told you what the courses are. It's not my fault. It's mainly because some of the mentors have so much information …" Karl sighed regretfully.
It's mainly because you're too good at talking about topics. You just told the wife of Mr. Robert's brother's neighbor's boss … Donnie thought to himself. Then, his eyes lit up as he saw a row of strange devices the size of desks in the room. They were covered in silver or black metal shells, with two feeble traffic lights flashing on each of them. Above them was a metal plate that looked like a broadcast screen.
"What's this?" Donnie looked at Karl. He was sure that he knew and would be happy to answer!
Excitement popped up on Karl's tranquil face again, making him as attractive as the sun. "This is artificial intelligence. It's an artificial intelligence that has been melted with some soul pieces. It's much more interesting than the popularized ones …"
"Artificial intelligence?" Sammy shivered and opened his eyes. His drowsiness was gone for a moment.
Donnie was also excited. Was it the legendary artificial intelligence?
"How do I use it?" Donnie interrupted Karl's introduction.
Karl was not angry. He walked to an 'artificial intelligence' and took off the emblem of 'pale fire' from his chest, before he put it in a dent on the 'artificial intelligence'.
Then, the traffic lights flashed even more intensely, and a monotonous voice echoed. "Welcome to 'artificial intelligence', Mr. Karl. How can I help you?"
"Show me the selection menu." Karl turned around and smiled at Donnie and Sammy, making them dizzy again.
"Alright." At this moment, colorful brilliance beamed out of the metal plate that looked like a stream screen. A water curtain half the height of an adult was gathered in the void before them. There were many patterns on it, and they were marked with different words.
"There is a course selection system, a game system, and a test system here. You can try it yourself …" While talking quickly, Karl extended his right hand and pointed at the corresponding icons in the void with his long, fair index finger. Immediately, the light and shadow on the water curtain changed, and blocks of different colors and shapes fell from it, as if they were playing a building game.
Donnie saw that Karl was staring at the water curtain without blinking his eyes. His fingers were moving fast as if he were casting spells, and he heard the guy talking nonstop. He felt that he was caught in an illusion.
"Is this an 'artificial intelligence' game? It seems very interesting. "Sammy focused his eyes on the water curtain.
Shaking his head, Donnie walked to another 'artificial intelligence' and put the emblem of the academy into the dent like Karl. He then asked the alchemical life to show him the selection menu.
However, instead of playing the game, he simply entered the course selection system and found the direction of 'body structure and genetic factors'.
"Prerequisites?" Donnie clicked on the option in confusion, only to see a lot of courses that he needed to learn popping up.
"'Electromagnetism', 'Magic Crystallography', 'Application of X-rays in the Observation of the Microscopic World', 'Introduction to Quantum Mechanics', 'Introduction to Atoms, Molecules, and Cells', 'Body Structure of Human Beings', 'Body Structure of Dragons' …"
Looking at the names of the courses in front, Donnie was so stunned that he seemed to be able to clearly sense Lucien Evans' brand on them.
Why? Why did the school of necromancy have to learn those things, too?
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