I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 312 311. Are you talking about us?

Ah...just left like that?

Lloyd stayed alone on the rooftop of the tower, feeling that the cold wind blowing around him was full of emptiness and loneliness.

Is there really no forbidden knowledge?

He couldn't help but think of it.

But he immediately shook his head.

This is obviously impossible. Although the distortion system here is in decline now, it must have been very wealthy back then. It could even conduct experiments that resembled saints. The relevant accumulation will definitely not be limited to these ten pages. Forbidden knowledge.

It's just that Professor Hazlade has his own considerations, so he doesn't want to take it out anymore, right?

Maybe it was because of the lessons learned from that mage that made him wish he could be more practical, slower, and calmer?

Lloyd felt that his guess was correct.

In that case, today's class is considered to be over? School is over, can you go back?

Lloyd then took out the synchronized hourglass and looked at the real time outside.

It hasn't even been a few hours...

Forget it, let’s add some points first, and then find a place to summarize today’s gains.

Lloyd divided the attribute points he just obtained into 5 points of [Spiritual Power] and 5 points of [Cognition], maxing both attributes to 290.

Then he nodded with satisfaction, climbed the stairs and left the tower, and kept thinking about the knowledge he just learned today.

This kind of gameplay that can distort the existence form of objects is so tempting that he has no time to think about other details.

........................

At this time, in an empty scene that looked like a theater or a duel, there were bright lights all around, making the place extremely exaggerated.

Surrounded by a circle of theatre-like stands, it is convenient for people to enjoy the shows performed here.

At the top, there is a table that looks like a referee's seat, with various equipment needed for the ring, including scoreboards, alarm clocks, record players, and even peripheral handicaps.

On the seat of the referee's bench, a quill pen and a page of letter paper were floating in the air. The pen moved by itself, and lines of text were written on the letter paper:

"My student Hiltina:

It has been a long time since we last communicated, even in this world. Everything is fine here, and I still remember that I am still a human being.

The students you recommended have successfully enrolled and have shown astonishing talents that are no less than yours. Even I am amazed by them...

But at the same time, I am also full of curiosity. Is this kid human?

The old guy Lawrence thought he was an extraordinary creature with human cognition, or a legacy of some pre-civilization.

You can get along with and treat him as a human being, but don't be surprised or shocked by any actions he can do.

At first, I thought the old guy only cared about research and had never seen the world. Then after teaching him in person today, even I began to believe Lawrence’s judgment...

This boy has a resistance to mental pollution that is no less than that of a saint. Reading forbidden knowledge is as natural and simple to him as breathing.

It only took him two hours to finish the two-month course I prepared, and his mental state was not affected at all.

I had to re-formulate the teaching plan and re-filter the taboo knowledge for him. This was very difficult, especially for me. I have not taught students in person for many, many, many years...

But if we continue at this efficiency, maybe after two months, it will be his turn to teach me as a professor...

This was so astonishing and unbelievable that it gave me a small cognitive shock.

But fortunately, I adjusted it in time, so it's nothing serious and no need to worry.

So...where did you find this guy, or should I say this extraordinary creature? Or the heritage of pre-civilizations? "

At this point, the letter paper just filled the page, and then a new page of paper floated in the air, and the quill continued to write on it:

"But... this kid not only shocked me, but also gave me more surprises and relief!

The hope that human civilization has been waiting for may be in him.

He can become a saint, for sure!

As you know, I have never believed much in Astra's [prophecies]. I have always believed that mankind has a future and hope, and it is held in our own hands!

It's just that we need to find that key, that intersection, or that straw...

That might be [distortion], maybe [space], maybe [magic], maybe [prophecy]

But no matter what, we can't give up hope and accept the so-called [fate]

So you must hold on, my best student! My last pride!

Okay, I unknowingly brought up with you a topic that has been repeated many times in the past. It seems that even I will encounter some nagging symptoms of the elderly.

Well, it’s time for me to continue filtering out taboo knowledge for Lloyd. This guy is like a sponge that can’t get enough, giving me a headache.

So, I hope you can still read this letter from me.

Your mentor and friend, Hazred. "

After writing the last words, the letter folded itself and was stuffed into a pair of envelopes with hot paint. Then the whole letter burned on its own and disappeared into the air in an instant.

The bright lights around the theater were also extinguished, allowing the place to return to darkness and silence.

This is Mizkatok's dean's office, and it is also the highest-standard dueling venue in the entire academy. Every duel staged here will be personally overseen by the dean as the referee.

But most of the time, people who come here to duel come to the referee himself to resolve academic disputes...

Therefore, the number of times the dean sits on the sidelines as a referee is far less than the number of times he personally leaves the field.

........................

"Huh? What are you doing?"

Lloyd was wandering around, sorting out today's knowledge, and then got stuck at lunch time and returned to his luxurious dormitory to prepare lunch for himself and the little cat.

As a result, I saw the little milk cat squatting on the roadside, waving its furry little paws, as if saying goodbye to someone?

Opposite it is a round little fragrant pig, white and clean, with a ring of fine down on its body, which looks very delicious.

The little fragrant pig also shook its head at the little milk cat for a while, and then rolled like a ball into the dormitory that made Lloyd very afraid, the one with all kinds of dangerous plants in the yard.

Isn't this little fragrant pig used to feed those plants?

Lloyd couldn't help but sneered, and then asked the little milk cat:

"Meet new friends?"

"Meow meow meow!"

The little cat danced at him and looked very happy.

"That's good. It's nice to meet new friends. I'm quite worried that you'll be lonely."

Lloyd smiled, picked up the kitten, scratched it, and then went back to the house to cook.

He heated up a bowl of goat's milk for the little cat, threw in a few dried fish, and then made some fried rice by himself, and he was done.

One person's meal is easy to cook. Afterwards, Lloyd slumped down on the sofa again, adjusted himself into as comfortable a position as possible, and then took out the tomes given by Professor Lawrence from his storage bag.

Anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so let’s continue to learn the basics of space by myself.

In this liberal Mizkatok, you have to rely on yourself.

So with the help of that bracelet, Royder entered the state of 'selflessness' more smoothly than last time and started studying tirelessly.

However, this time he did not work for the full 12 hours. Instead, he set an alarm in advance and was woken up at 9pm, recovering from his 'selfless' state.

It's not that I'm afraid of mental pollution, I just don't want to be talked about by Professor Hazlade, and I don't want to suffer from cervical spondylosis or lumbar disc herniation at such a young age.

But fortunately, I was lying down today, so the symptoms were much less severe than yesterday.

"Hiss~ Ouch, my neck... my shoulders..."

Lloyd rubbed his neck and moved his shoulders, sat up from the sofa, then performed some simple exercises, and then looked at the learning results of the afternoon.

Although I studied for two hours less than yesterday, my learning progress did not slow down, and I still managed to chew down another third.

The knowledge of the space department is really difficult to learn. In the same amount of time and with the same level of concentration, one could finish three books from the library outside...

A lot of fragments were obtained, but [Space Domination] still has not been upgraded.

Lloyd feels that this may be the most difficult skill to improve...

The gain in insanity value was also due to the fact that it took two hours less than yesterday, so it only increased by three levels.

Judging from this, it seems that this mental pollution of unknown origin is not easy to adapt to? Anyway, there is no sign of decay for the time being.

Lloyd thought about it briefly and added the points first.

Bucket idea, [rationality], [spiritual power], and [cognition] are 5 points each, start adding!

[Ding~Add points to complete]

[User: Royd]

[Status: normal]

[Insanity value: 333/10000, upper limit: 29500]

【Rationality: 295】

[Spiritual power: 295]

【Inspiration: 150】

[Cognition: 295]

[System: Distort LV4, reject LV3, and enable embodiment enlightenment]

It happened that I was almost finished exercising and my body had regained its vitality, so I went to the kitchen to make a simple dinner for myself and the little cat.

So today's efforts are over, and now it's time to check the 'message board'.

Lloyd opened the student handbook impatiently, found the news section of the 'Message Board', and took a look at today's 'school newspaper' first.

As a result, there was a very weighty message:

"Huh? The new school year is suddenly advanced?"

Lloyd took a closer look and found that this was not news written by students, but a notice issued by the college.

It is said that the enrollment of new students will be opened in advance, but it will not affect the courses for first-year students and above. They are still in the normal vacation, and then classes will start in two months. Therefore, this wave will only allow new students to come in early and start classes early.

Of course, for those scumbag students who have stayed long enough but haven't graduated from a single subject or started a single etching, it means that their vacation is over.

Tuition fees need to be paid in advance...

So in the comment area under this notice, of course there was a cry:

"Why is it suddenly advanced? My tuition fees for this year haven't been paid yet!"

"Is there any kind-hearted senior who can lend me some money? I really can't squeeze it out, but I'm not willing to drop out of school like this. I was only two points short of the last exam..."

"Is the college short of money again? The academic year has been advanced several times before because of lack of money."

"Sigh... It's okay if school starts early, but I'm afraid they will raise the tuition... I've been here for three years, and I'm still a freshman. If this continues, my family will no longer be able to afford the tuition. Let me go back and inherit the family business."

"You are complaining that tuition is expensive. Didn't you participate in any projects during the holidays? Even if you don't take part in assessments, you can improve your evaluation and earn credits by participating in various research projects? You can't afford to pay the tuition if you have credits to offset it. ?”

"Haha, people like you are really... don't you know that this Po Fang has always discriminated against our art department? If you want to participate in the project, there is no group request."

"I also discriminated against poor students. I also tried to sign up for several projects, but when people saw my 'D' rating, they immediately declined. Fortunately, I can still afford the tuition for a 'D' rating, otherwise I would just I can rely on my beauty and good looks to save for tuition."

"Huh? Pretty? Let me see how pretty you are?"

Lloyd took a quick look and found that the people who reacted greatly to this notice were all scumbags and poor students, and there were basically no senior students to get involved.

It seems that everyone still sympathizes with these students...

Of course, Lloyd would not show off his superiority by adding insult to injury. As a qualified young man with higher education, he could not do such a thing.

He was just curious, what were the admissions standards here specifically?

I heard from Dandy before that it seemed that the decision was made by the dean alone. There seemed to be no rules or standards?

Could it be that one chooses the one with talent and the other with the money?

Lloyd thought about it and changed to the 'Story Area' again, wanting to see if his attention yesterday had brought any cultural shock to the people here?

As a result, no one responded at all...

Maybe no one will watch at all...

Maybe it's too ahead of its time?

Fortunately, I just reprinted other people's works for fun...

Lloyd smiled, not caring about this, and did not give up. He continued to publish the second chapter of what he remembered, and then ran to read other people's stories.

Today’s more popular stories with more replies are titled:

"I saw with my own eyes the tower in the corner"

The content is in the tone of "witnessing the legend", describing a mysterious tower that suddenly appeared in the corner of the extraordinary school district, describing how weird it is, how scary it is, etc., and unfolds a series of "extremely thoughtful" stories. The association of fear.

Lloyd looked at it and couldn't help but asked in a low voice:

"Isn't this describing our twisted tower?"

　It’s the end of the month, can you guys give me some monthly passes? I want to collect 1000 votes...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)