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Chapter 22: Debt at the beginning of school

"Then you'd better endure it for now, because the professors are here." Rogers sat upright and motioned for Alina to look at the podium in the auditorium.

A long table covered with a complicated patterned tablecloth was placed across the podium. At some point, several professors with different appearances had taken their seats behind the table.

In the center was a short old woman with a stooped figure and a short cane. She stood on her seat, stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers with a smile on her face.

The crisp sound of finger snaps rang in everyone's ears. After everyone noticed the scene on the podium, they all quickly found a seat nearby.

The basic upbringing of the nobles also allowed Alina to quickly sort out her emotions at this time and not bother with Luo Gesi.

"Please allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Avery Greywood, and I currently serve as the vice principal of Saint Helte."

Avery smiled kindly as everyone hurriedly took their seats, touched his chest with his hand, and cordially began the freshman's entrance speech:

"Dear children, I believe that the nagging Idrul has taken the trouble to introduce to you what kind of school St. Helta is.

"You either have a glorious bloodline, or you have proud talents. This is also the reason why you can come to Saint Helte.

"It can be seen that the world seems unfair. You are born with the talent of 'working hard and you will be rewarded'. How lucky you are.

"But don't forget, this is Saint Helta. There is no shortage of geniuses here. Everything that once made you proud will turn into a mediocre starting point, and the so-called hard work will become a daily routine..."

Avery's words that sounded like a blow did not make the freshmen present feel depressed. Instead, they made many people's faces filled with firm confidence and determination.

The lazy Rogers held his chin, as if he was completely independent of the boiling atmosphere. He observed the blushing cheeks of many people around him, sighing that it was great to be young, and just a few boring words could mobilize people. Their childish emotions.

As for what Avery was talking about later, he picked out the really useful information and memorized it for a while.

It wasn't until the epilogue came that he cheered up again.

"Finally, I sincerely wish you all the best for coming to St. Helta!"

The moment the vice-principal finished speaking, applause surged in like a huge wave.

At this time, the table in front of the freshmen was illuminated by fluorescent lights, and mouth-watering delicacies appeared, filling the entire long table.

Exquisitely prepared lobster bisque, colorful salads, an array of exquisite pastries and desserts...

And the most important thing, everyone has a cup of the "fountain of wisdom".

"Finally waited."

With a smile on his lips, Rogers reached out and picked up the obsidian-like round bowl in front of him, looking down at the cloud-like liquid in it.

Knowing the later plot of the game, he understood that the thing in front of him was not the fountain of wisdom in the mythical epic at all, but a diluted pseudo-philosopher's stone.

And the so-called Philosopher's Stone is not a stone. In the final analysis, the original Philosopher's Stone was just the blood of the gods.

St. Herte turned a pseudo-philosopher's stone into hundreds of cups of "fountains of wisdom", which symbolizes the ancient myth that the kings of ancient races ate the God of Wisdom to obtain wisdom.

This promotion ceremony formed by a parody is the "homogeneous witchcraft" derived from the most primitive "Law of Similarity".

"What has been will be done again; what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun."

The famous quote from Ecclesiastes came to Rogers' mind inexplicably. He listened to the sound of "Cheers" that resounded throughout the auditorium, and together with everyone else, he raised the obsidian cup high and drank the "Fountain of Wisdom" in one gulp.A restless breath slid down his throat, pouring into his body with a mysterious and endless illusion.

His thinking instantly became clear and sharp, and he seemed to have cognitive abilities beyond ordinary people. His mind could accurately and clearly describe the subtle connections between everything around him, as well as the deeper original concepts.

Similarly, the acuity of his senses was also rising. He heard the tiny sounds that were usually undetectable, and his vision became brighter, as if he could see the essence hidden behind objects through the refraction of light.

Finally, there is the most important magic.

It is a power that is mysterious, mysterious, indescribable, invisible and yet tangible.

"Magic is a collection of symbols, the use of empathy."

Logos immediately recalled the proverb text that appeared in the game and began to carefully detect the restlessness of the magic power.

The joyful emotions of everyone present at the promotion, as well as the symbol of gaining wisdom, can easily be related to the element of fire.

He tried hard to block the noise of the people around him, empty his mind, and only focus on his breathing and inner feelings. At the same time, he visualized something deeply connected with the element of fire in his heart - the phoenix.

Hot energy surged in the body, as if a flame was burning rapidly. Luogesi, sensing that something was wrong, immediately activated the [Enlightenment Special], accelerating his thinking while assisting in the guidance of the restless magic power.

Suddenly, tiny sparks were forced out from his fingertips and quickly spread into a huge fireball above everyone's heads.

The three colors of fire, red, orange, and yellow, complement each other, and a deep and distant cry ripples out from the fireball, just like the rhythm of life and fire.

"not good!"

The effect of [Enlightenment Special] slowly receded, and Luo Gesi gradually felt that he could no longer control such a huge and unstable magic power.

The sparks that fluttered like a dancer began to embrace left and right, and the two heavy curtains adjacent to the top of the head already showed large scorch marks, as if they were about to burn in the next second.

Under normal circumstances, the spell casting steps must chant the corresponding magic spell composed of mystical language to ensure the stability and durability of the magic power.

Obviously, Luo Gesi has not yet reached the high level of spell-free casting.

Many professors on the podium have already noticed the abnormality here, and they all looked at Luo Gesi with strange eyes, as if nothing happened.

"Son, since you have just entered the school and may not have read the school rules thoroughly, I will only deduct one thousand credits from you this time.

"You are the first freshman in my many years of teaching to be in debt during the entrance ceremony..."

Vice Principal Avery's message rang in Rogers' ears, and he immediately nodded obediently. Then he saw the fireball above his head explode like fireworks, setting off another burst of cheers from the freshmen. Everyone thought this was just a part of the ceremony and celebration.

"According to the guidance of fate, that child is already a student of our Hilmi College!" The antlers above Idrul's head swayed, he looked around at the college principals who were about to move, and announced quickly.

There are not many geniuses who can communicate and even condense magic power just after awakening, not to mention that this genius's performance during the trial in front of the door was so amazing.

"You old guy who deserves to be fucked by a male moose! Don't try to dictate the direction of your destiny!"

A dean who looked like an anvil dwarf blew his thick beard, pointed at Idrul and yelled at him.

Several deans also acted in this way, causing a commotion on the podium.

(End of this chapter)