"The study of hereditary factors has reached the cellular level. Traditional spells can no longer be used for observation. Only the observation methods based on the knowledge in the microscopic domain can be further studied. For example, the combination of X-ray and Magic Crystallography is one of the major directions. Therefore, we have to master the relevant non-necromancy arcana spells. Of course, the studies in this field have only started in recent years, and there are no outstanding results yet."
A male voice that was both strange and familiar echoed next to Donnie's ears. Donnie hurried to turn around, only to see a fat, black-haired young man who was also operating an 'artificial intelligence'.
"J- Jones?" Donnie asked uncertainly, "You know what I'm thinking?"
Without turning around, Jones chuckled, "Seeing that you're staring at the course in a daze, I guessed that you didn't understand why it was arranged this way. So, I'd like to explain it to you."
"Other than observation methods, our body is also made of atoms and molecules. Therefore, the knowledge in the microscopic domain is indispensable. Otherwise, how can you study all kinds of living substances?" Karl, who was playing the game, did not remain silent. He continued, "Above this part of the course, there's more fundamental knowledge, namely the relevant theories in the field of mathematics. Without them, you won't be able to make any progress in arcana."
"You've seen it, haven't you? Our mathematics course is called 'Advanced Mathematics of the School of Necromancy'. It may seem to be a general introduction, but in fact, it's a self-contained system that includes' calculus', 'matrices', 'analytic geometry', 'complex functions', 'real functions', 'mathematical analysis', and other courses in other schools. According to the relationship between each of them, the number of classes per week is comparable to that of our courses on body structure and hereditary factors. "
As long as Karl was talking, he would rarely stop after a few sentences. Most of the time, his descriptions were detailed, accurate, and covered a wide range of topics.
Calculus … Matrices … Complex functions … Donnie felt that his forehead was swelling, and his veins were protruding. He really wanted to smash the 'artificial intelligence' in front of him. Although he admired the masters of mathematics, and he was not bad at mathematics himself, as long as he was not a math genius, the study in this field would always be very painful!
Turning to the next page, Donnie saw the course 'Advanced Mathematics of the School of Necromancy'. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. Listening to Karl's incessant lecture, he chose a good mentor.
Then, according to the schedule of different tutors, the number of people who could choose the courses, and the specific situation of the tutors, he chose the theoretical courses, magic analysis, potion configuration, advanced alchemy, and other applied courses one by one.
Thanks to Karl's introduction to the mentors, Donnie and Sammy did not have to consult the seniors or choose randomly like the other freshmen did. For example, Robert, who taught 'Composition of the Human Body'. As long as they chose the course and did not modify it on their own, after 'Composition of the Human Body' was completed, they would automatically be promoted to Robert's' Body Modification ', and they would truly enter the profound field of the school of necromancy.
After selecting the courses, Donnie's timetable was automatically formed. Except for the evening and Sunday, there were many classes in the school of necromancy. Normally speaking, many classes in the school of necromancy should be arranged in the middle of the night. However, in the World of Souls, there was no difference between day and night. Therefore, Donnie could spare some time to digest the knowledge and spells he learned during the day. He knew very well that with his talent, it was impossible for him to understand everything after listening to them. He needed some private time to consolidate his knowledge.
Seeing that the line of freshmen was getting longer and longer, Karl reluctantly left the 'artificial intelligence' and looked at the timetable in Donnie's hands. He chuckled in a very masculine way and said, "Most of our courses have the same mentors, so we can go to the classes together. This place is full of identical magic towers, and there are also defensive measures such as illusions and mazes. It's very easy to get lost without a familiar guide. Earlier, I ran into a few girls wandering around a magic tower. They were so anxious that they were almost crying.
How sad … "Donnie felt that it was inappropriate to hear a boy who was more beautiful than most girls talking about girls like that. He hurried to interrupt Karl." Are you familiar with the terrain here? "
At this moment, Sammy was drowsy. He was the only one who could 'stop Karl'.
"I've seen the map. I'm a genius in this field!" Karl waved his hands, as if saying that if Donnie did not believe him, he would say it until Donnie believed him.
Donnie nodded in a hurry. "Then, we'll have to trouble you to lead the way for the 'Electromagnetism' class next Monday morning."
"No problem." Karl tried to be forthright, but under his gentle and quiet 'beauty', he only looked cute. "I like such classes very much, because there are bound to be magic experiments."
Experiments? Karl?
Donnie looked at Karl's face in shock. The word 'pleasure' was clearly written on his face. He was immediately shocked and scared. Could he change his mentor? Could he ask for leave for the experiment class?
Under the guidance of Karl, who seemed to never be thirsty, Donnie and Sammy memorized the arcana library, the magic exchange room, the academic tower, the paper submission office, the tower where ghosts are sealed, the burial place, and all kinds of restaurants and canteens. Just like the story of 'Arcana Voice' and the introduction of the corresponding TV programs, the magic college had different cuisines from different countries. Donnie and Sammy had a great meal.
The Heidler Magic College was very large. After a tour, it was almost dawn when Donnie and the rest of them returned to their dormitory. Sammy was leaning against Donnie, as if he would fall asleep at any moment. Donnie also felt exhausted and only wanted to have a good rest. Karl, on the other hand, was still in high spirits. Infinite energy seemed to be hidden under his seemingly weak appearance.
"It's been a tiring day. I'm going to take a rest." After entering the dormitory, Karl stretched himself rather elegantly.
Looking at Sammy who had fallen asleep on the bed, Donnie smiled bitterly in his heart. "We're the ones who are tired."
At this moment, his eyes suddenly froze, because Karl, who had his back to him, was slowly unbuttoning his black magic robe. His neck was long and slender, as beautiful as a swan's.
"Karl!" Donnie hurriedly looked up at the ceiling and tried to stop him. He felt that his nose was hot, and his heart was beating fast. "Can I go to the bathroom to change?"
"What's wrong with that? I'm a boy too! " Karl's voice was lower than normal, half confused and half angry. Then he smiled as if he had realized something. "You guys really value privacy. You value privacy even more than some of the self-righteous nobles."
He did not insist but went into the bathroom to change his clothes. When he came out in a loose white shirt and pajama pants, Donnie turned around and looked at the wall again.
After washing up and lying on the bed, Donnie tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The courses in the School of Necromancy were more difficult than he had imagined, and they were all knowledge that he hated and avoided. Now, there was a "special" big shot in his dormitory. Would his "life in the magic college" be colorful or miserable?
He hoped that Karl could figure out how to change the genes of the body as soon as possible. Then, everything would be normal …
Huh, we seem to have missed someone when we came back. His name is … Si? Well, what does it have to do with me?
"Karl, is there someone missing in our dormitory?" Donnie finally remembered.
"Thank you for your concern. I've been with you all the time." Before Karl replied, the unique voice that was both familiar and strange echoed in the darkness. "Right, my name is Jones. I think you've forgotten it."
Donnie sighed in his heart and buried his head in the pillow. What kind of people are these?!
… …
The dark night sky was deep and quiet, but its edge was boundless gray and bleak. It seemed that the World of Souls would always be like this and would not change at all.
In the monotonous black, white and gray, the Heidler Magic College was surrounded by tombs. The place seemed to be messy, but looking down from the sky, there was a weird and mysterious feeling in it.
In front of the tombs, there were black tombstones, on which were written the names of the buried, the dates of birth and death, the honors or positions that the buried people once had, and the inscriptions that were either funny or solemn.
Standing in the graveyard, Donnie looked at the tombstones and the spreading black fog and thought to himself, Is this the arrangement of the Life Tracing Ritual that Mr. Dollos mentioned before? Is someone crafting the Original Body here?
His heart was beating fast beyond his control, as if something at the center of the graveyard of eternal sleep was summoning him.
Although he could clearly sense the danger, Donnie still could not control his body. Following the summoning, he walked to the center of the graveyard step by step.
In this place, there was an enormous tomb, and the gate of the chamber was not closed.
Donnie passed through the gate and the corridor and entered the main chamber. The flickering dim light made everything look so creepy and horrible.
Pushing open the gate of the main chamber, Donnie was stunned. Inside the chamber, there was an unimaginably enormous body, which was made of different intelligent lives and surrounded by black air.
Suddenly, the body sat up straight and opened its eyes. Two crimson spots were prominent, and infinite silence was surging out of its eyes.
Donnie's body was paralyzed and cold. He tried to open his mouth, but he could not make any sound at all. He could only watch his body decaying and his soul dispersing, until he fell into the eternal darkness of silence.
Ah!
Donnie turned over and sat up, panting heavily. The sun had just risen outside the window, and it was a morning filled with hope.
"Another nightmare?" Sammy's concerned voice came into Donnie's ears.
Donnie nodded and then shook his head. "Maybe he's not used to the new environment …"
Why was it this dream again?
Is it because I want to know this secret?
"If you still have the same dream in a few days, you'll have to ask the tutor to check it out. You might be cursed. I've seen it before …" Carl poked his head out of the bathroom. Even though there was a toothbrush in his mouth and white foam coming out of his mouth, he was still talking nonstop, but his words were slightly unclear.
Donnie nodded solemnly. "Karl, thank you for your reminder. But you have to hurry. We have to attend the opening ceremony."
The opening ceremony of Heidler Magic College was very simple. After a few words, Shankla, the principal, announced the end of the ceremony. Donnie and Karl immediately followed the crowd into the classroom of Electromagnetism.
"I'm Grimm Dunton, your tutor of Electromagnetism." The tutor of Electromagnetism was a slim, middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked elegant and gentle. "Today is our first class. I'll take you to the lab to do some small experiments so that you can fully understand the basics of Electromagnetism and have a visual impression of the theory course later."
"Okay!" Karl's pleasant voice echoed next to Donnie.
Donnie's lips twitched. Sir, can I not go?
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