As the magic lock was adjusted, the light became brighter, and a new day began in the Heidler Magic College.
Donnie, who did not dare to sleep and could not fall asleep, jumped up from the bed the moment he heard the chime of the Human Bone Wall Clock. He rushed to the bathroom and shouted, "Sammy, Karl, get up! Mr. Felipe's public class is today. You won't be able to get in if you're late! "
The public class was open to all apprentices, as long as they could get a seat in the lecture hall.
It was not that Donnie did not want to take the chance to go to the teaching tower where the lecture hall was located, but he knew very well that during the time when the Human Bone Wall Clock was rung in the administration tower, except for a few senior-rank mentors, nobody was allowed to approach the three magic towers at the core of the college: the teaching tower, the experiment tower, and the administration tower.
According to the conversations he had with the seniors in the past few days, Donnie had heard many stories about sorcerers who broke into the three magic towers at night and turned into zombie guards.
Donnie thought to himself, "So, it's just a nightmare that we passed through the whole college without causing any noise …"
Karl, who had fallen asleep without him knowing it, sat up in confusion. It was not until he combed his hair that his eyes that were as clear as gemstones were refreshed. Then, he jumped off the bed and knocked on the metal railing of Sammy's bed, urging him to get up.
Sammy rubbed his head and yawned as if he did not remember what happened yesterday at all. Suddenly, he was dazed for a moment. Patting the weary ghost on his back, he said nervously, "Karl, don't forget to deliver the message."
"Rest assured. I always have a good memory." Karl clenched his fists and said. There was a toothbrush in his mouth, and white foam covered his mouth.
After washing up, Donnie picked up his notebook and browsed through it. Then, he patted his head, "Jones, let's go together."
"You finally remember me." Fatty Jones was rather touched. "It's true that I have to write it down in my notebook."
"Of course." Standing in front of the full-body mirror, Karl adjusted his shirt and grimaced in dissatisfaction. However, no matter what kind of weird expression he put on, he could not get rid of the feeling that he was' charming '. "My father once said that below the high rank, no matter how good one's memory is, it cannot compare to' recording '."
He put on his magic robe and walked out of the dormitory. As he opened the door, he reminded, "Remember to line up for me."
"No problem." Donnie put on his magic robe as well.
After Karl left, the dormitory was suddenly caught in indescribable silence. Both Donnie, Sammy, and Jones were still scared about the nightmare last night. Had it not been for the shocking background that Karl revealed, they wouldn't have been able to stay calm at all.
"Let's go. If we're late, we won't be able to hear Mr. Felipe's speech." In the end, it was Downey who broke the strange silence.
"Okay," Sammy said with puffy eyes.
…
"So many people this early in the morning?" Hardly had he entered the hall on the first floor of the teaching tower when Donnie was shocked by the heatwaves and the noises. There was still an hour and a half to go before the public lecture, but almost three hundred people were already waiting in line!
Looking at the crowded heads in front of him, Sammy shook his head and said in surprise, "We got up the moment the 'Human Bone Clock' was rung. How did they get here earlier than us?"
"Maybe they didn't brush their teeth or wash their faces. Maybe they finished everything before the 'Human Bone Clock' was rung and rushed here the moment they heard the bell." As a secret reporter, Jones was rather knowledgeable and experienced.
Sammy looked at him weirdly. "Who are you?"
Jones, who had been shocked, was already numb. He shrugged and said, "I'm your …"
Before he finished his sentence, he saw that Sammy turned around and chatted with the ghost on his back, not caring who he was at all! Or rather, he did not think that the question was important.
"Thankfully, we're not bad either." Noticing Jones' anger, Donnie interjected, "The lecture hall can accommodate five hundred people. We can definitely get in from where we are right now."
"Yes," Jones said in relief. It was at the cost of the nightmare!
After about half an hour, lines had been formed outside of the lecture hall, and there was no more empty space. The apprentices and sorcerers who came late could only look at the crowd in regret and leave reluctantly.
At this time, Carl walked in from the outside. He was obviously shocked by the sea of people in front of him. Then, he moved nimbly and briskly, like a small fish swimming through the gaps in the crowd, quickly approaching Donnie and the others.
The apprentices behind Donnie were all infuriated when they saw that Karl was trying to cut the line. However, when they were about to scold him, they saw that Karl raised his head and smiled. "Excuse me. My friends have lined up for me."
His smile was both apologetic and embarrassed, as well as pitiful and gentle. Immediately, the apprentices widened their eyes and mumbled, "It's … It's fine."
Karl finally turned around and said to Donnie, Sammy, and Jones in a low voice, "I've already sent the message. We'll receive the analysis and suggestions of the professionals as soon as this afternoon, or tomorrow at the latest."
"Thank you, Karl," Donnie said sincerely.
The four of them did not say anything else and were all immersed in their own thoughts. It was not until the door of the lecture hall was opened that the crowd in front of them began to move in order.
Because they were not late, Karl, Donnie, and the rest of them were at the center of the hall, where they could see the podium more clearly. Outside of the door, many magic apprentices and sorcerers who did not have seats were standing there, trying to listen.
At this time, the small door on the other side opened with a creak. A tall and thin man wearing a long black trench coat with his hands in his pockets walked in. He coughed softly, his face sickly and his expression extremely indifferent.
"Mr. Felipe is exactly as described in the newspaper," Donnie said in a low voice.
Felipe did not like to be exposed to the public, so he rarely accepted interviews or invitations to TV programs. He preferred to choose newspapers or radio stations.
Karl chuckled in a low voice. "I wonder if his arcana level is as good as described in the newspaper …"
"You don't know?" Donnie asked curiously. With his background, such a famous and promising archmage should be the focus of his attention. Wait, why was Mr. Felipe only wearing the badge of the Arcana Review Board and the badge of the Hand of Paleness, instead of arcana and magic badges like other sorcerers?
Karl shook his head. "I'm not good enough to judge his papers and research results, and my brother doesn't like to talk about him. However, he must be very good to have won so many honors."
Felipe looked around at the apprentices and sorcerers below from the podium. Then, he said in a gloomy voice, "I'm Felipe. You can call me Mr. Felipe, or you can call me Mr. Felipe. Today, I'm here to show you the cutting-edge theories and results in the field of genetic factors. You don't have to understand them, but you have to know them. Otherwise, you'll only rot day by day like the corpses in the coffins, and you won't be able to produce any valuable results …"
Donnie listened attentively, but he keenly sensed that Mr. Felipe's eyes seemed to have paused on him for a moment. Of course, the pause was so slight that Donnie thought it was an illusion.
"Mr. Felipe is completely different from other mentors. The other mentors are all talking about sharing the latest knowledge with us, but he …" Sammy asked the ghost on his back to massage his forehead, trying to keep himself awake.
Jones also nodded. "Yes. He's very harsh and straightforward. He doesn't consider our feelings at all …"
As Felipe's speech went on, everybody was immersed in the amazing field of genetics, including chromosomes, gene models based on the analysis of alchemical reactions, and speculations and experiments on how to inherit and how to inherit.
Although the apprentices and sorcerers on the spot could not understand most of the content, they felt that the field was marvelous and sophisticated because it involved the secrets of life. Therefore, they were attracted to it.
"That's all for my speech. Do you have any questions?" Without them knowing, it was almost noon. Felipe put his right hand back into his pocket.
The apprentices and sorcerers were just back to themselves. Before they raised their hands, they heard a magnetic male voice. "I have a question!"
Donnie turned his head and looked at Karl, only to see that his right hand was raised high, and the notebook before him was full of words.
Felipe nodded his head and said casually, "What's the question?"
Karl stood up, somewhat excited. He bowed slightly and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Felipe. I'm Blaze. I would like to ask you, what's your opinion on the current gene model? Personally, I'm not very … "
Donnie rubbed his forehead helplessly and turned his eyes to the front, pretending that he did not know Karl. According to his experience, Karl would certainly ramble on.
However, at this moment, Felipe did not wait for Karl to finish but simply replied, "It's obvious that our abundant features and the brilliance of the whole world cannot be described or inherited by such a simple model."
Everyone drew in a cold gasp. Was Mr. Felipe directly expressing his attitude? Was he dissatisfied with the current genetic model?
Karl did not say anything. He seemed rather uncomfortable. So, he asked again, "Then, Mr. Felipe, do you think that the manipulation on the genetic level can change one's appearance? Can it be done … "
Felipe interrupted him again, "Absolutely. As a matter of fact, the bloodline research in the ancient Magic Empire belonged to this field. However, they did not have any theoretical guidance. They could only accumulate the materials and find the patterns through a lot of human experiments."
Karl's face was slightly twisted, as if he were holding his breath. "I have one more question …"
"Please give the chance to someone else. You've already asked two questions." Felipe said straightforwardly.
Karl could only sit down gloomily. His mouth was moving nonstop, as if he was saying something silently.
Upon witnessing this scene, Donnie couldn't help but chuckle. Usually, he couldn't stop Karl from rambling on and on. It was rare to see him like this.
At the same time, he also raised his hand, waiting for the question.
…
After the public class, Felipe sat alone in a secret chamber in the academic tower. The 'artificial intelligence' in front of him was playing all the pictures recorded by the defense lock in the past three days. After the development of 'artificial intelligence' and alchemical storage materials, the recording function of the defense lock had been greatly improved.
In the slightly dim image, the entire school was in order, but at night, the surroundings were quiet and there was nothing unusual. Felipe held a glass of red wine and leaned against the back of the chair, looking at the scene without blinking. He did not miss a single detail, but after half a day, he still did not find anything that he needed to pay attention to.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
"What's the matter?" Asked Felipe concisely.
"Mr. Felipe, someone has brought you a note." The voice of the waiter came.
Felipe nodded. The door opened, and a waiter walked in and handed him an ordinary piece of paper.
"Donnie?" Felipe unfolded the note and saw the familiar handwriting. He read the words on it softly.
…
In Dormitory 202 of the Life Tower.
"Phew, there's no danger. My brother told us not to worry about it and not to worry about it." Carl jogged in from outside, waving the note in his hand in delight.
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