Rex was a man who acted decisively. That afternoon, he took Fang Zheng and Nymph out of the temple, and then used the wizard's teleportation array to reach a slightly dilapidated wizard tower.
"From today on, you two will live here."
Although the room in front of him looked a bit shabby, it was at least clean. Rex obviously didn't care about these "little things". He clapped his hands in satisfaction, then took out a book that was almost as thick as the Cihai dictionary and threw it in front of Fang Zheng.
"Read this first, and then start practicing. How much you can learn depends on your luck. If you don't understand something, come upstairs to find me. But remember, if there's a sign hanging at my door, don't come in. Otherwise, you'll be beaten to a pulp and no one will care!"
After saying this, Rex turned and left, leaving Fang Zheng and Nymph behind.
"It seems that mages are really as difficult to deal with as the rumors say."
Fang Zheng picked up the heavy "Cihai" and looked out the window. The view outside the window was no longer the prosperous scene of the northern capital. On the contrary, everywhere he looked was a sea of snow and forest. It was obvious that this magic tower must have been built in a deserted place...mages always used this method.
"Really? That guy actually dared to be rude to the master!"
Nymph was obviously not as calm as Fang Zheng. If Fang Zheng hadn't told her to be quiet, the little angel would have jumped up and fought with Rex.
"It's just a mere earthworm..."
"Well, it's really no big deal."
Fang Zheng picked up the "Cihai" and flipped through it, then sat down on a chair next to him. Rex had made it very clear that he only had one month. If he could not get Rex's recognition within this month, he would not be able to enter the White Tower, which meant that he would have to return to the Holy Temple... Fang Zheng was unwilling to do so. Although he did not say it explicitly, both parties knew that he did not have a strong sense of belonging to the Holy Temple, and they were just about to say it out loud. If he went back, would he still have face?
For the sake of face, he can't let go of this opportunity!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng immediately began to read the "Cihai" in front of him carefully and seriously, while Nymph looked at Fang Zheng, thought for a while, and then sat on another chair not far behind him, just staring at the man in front of her.
Although Rex was a man of few words, he was apparently quite good at teaching. After just a cursory reading of the preface, Fang Zheng realized that this book was basically a "Beginner's Guide to Magic".
According to what was written in this book, Fang Zheng finally understood how mages used the power of their souls to fight.
Unlike melee professions such as knights who directly attach soul power to weapons or use it to attack, the greatest use of the soul power of mages is to condense magic runes. According to the "Introduction to Magic", there are 69 magic runes in the world, and the nature of these magic runes is a bit similar to the "Periodic Table of Elements". Each rune has different properties and meanings, and the process of mages casting spells is actually the process of using their soul power to condense magic runes, combine them into spells, and then release them.
From Fang Zheng's point of view, this is a bit like a combination of Candy Crush and Scrabble. If the magic runes are compared to blocks of different colors, then what the wizard does is to arrange them into combinations of the same attributes and then eliminate them in one go.
As we all know, the more blocks you eliminate in one go, the higher the score you get.
Similarly, the more magic runes a wizard resonates with, the more powerful the magic will be.
However, this does not mean that you can type as much as you want, just like typing code. On the contrary, if you use the power of the soul to directly condense the magic rune, the duration of each rune is quite limited, almost only a few seconds. This also means that the mage must construct the magic spell at the fastest speed and in the most fluent posture and way within these few seconds, otherwise, if the time is too long, either the entire spell basic model will collapse and the power will flow back, or the spell will fail directly and cannot be used at all.
So Fang Zheng finally understood why Charles's casting speed was so fast when fighting with him... But it was also true that if a wizard cast a spell very slowly, he would have been killed long ago.
In addition to that, there are also information about the characteristics of spells and the features of spell factions... All in all, as a popular magic book, this book is quite qualified.
So Fang Zheng threw himself into learning magic without hesitation.
Fortunately, with the help of this body reconstructed by the Zerg, Fang Zheng was full of energy and would not feel tired even if he stayed up for three days and three nights. Not to mention that Nymph was by his side. According to Nymph, the artificial angels had their own power source and did not need to rest or sleep.
Although this book "Introduction to Magic" was indeed very complicated, Fang Zheng spent two days to read it thoroughly. Then he came to the room where Rex was sitting at the top of the tower again and knocked on the door. Soon, Rex's voice came from inside.
"The door is not locked, come in."
"Excuse me."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng pushed open the door and walked into the room, only to see Rex sitting on a chair with his arms and legs clenched, staring at the boiling flask in front of him. Seeing Fang Zheng walk in, Rex glanced at him and spoke nonchalantly.
"Why, do you think it's troublesome and don't want to learn anymore? If you don't want to learn, just leave. I don't have any extra time for you to waste here. I'll just tell that old man later."
"It is like this, Mr. Rex..."
Hearing Rex's words, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and took out the book that Rex had given him before.
"I have almost mastered all the contents of this book. I would like to ask what to do next..."
"What?"
But before Fang Zheng could finish his words, Rex looked at him with a mocking and surprised expression.
"You've already mastered it? Boy, do you think this is just a book and you only need to memorize its contents? This is not the crap that the Temple uses to brainwash people. You have to know that a mage is..."
But Rex stopped talking before he finished. He stared blankly with wide eyes at Fang Zheng in front of him - to be exact, at the ball of light floating in Fang Zheng's hand.
This is a zero-level spell, the Light Spell. For Rex, this spell is nothing special. In fact, any apprentice wizard can master this spell. But the problem is... the one who cast this spell is Fang Zheng! And he has only been learning magic for less than three days! !
"A light spell? It seems you have worked very hard... but..."
However, before Rex could finish his words, Fang Zheng lightly tapped his fingers, and the next moment a white ray filled with cold air suddenly shot out from his fingertips, hitting the table not far away and freezing the candlesticks on it in white frost.
Freeze ray!
Seeing this scene, Rex was stunned. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. After a long while, Rex slowly looked at Fang Zheng and asked.
"How many of these Level 0 tricks do you know?"
"I have learned it all."
This was also the reason why Fang Zheng came to find Rex. After all, in his opinion, the things in this book were just entry-level, and the spells recorded in it were all some of the lowest-level tricks - these things had almost no lethality and could not even be considered spells.
Next, I should be able to learn some real spells.
But what surprised Fang Zheng was that Rex looked unhappy, which made him a little worried. Was he too stupid before? After all, it was Fang Zheng's first time to contact magic, so he was naturally cautious. Although he only spent one day to understand the content, to be on the safe side, Fang Zheng still asked Nymph to help him review it again. After he felt that there was nothing missing, he came to Rex, but looking at his expression...did he do something wrong?