Chapter 722: Lanqi's Road to Fame in the Empire
Professor Landry is just as he says.
The first class after he took over did not have any substantial teaching content, but was more of an introduction to the future changes in the course.
"This class will not last for two hours. We can end the get out of class about an hour earlier today."
Lanqi turned his head to look at the window. The formulas and symbols he wrote on the glass window were like a sundial, allowing him to roughly tell the time.
"Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, from 2pm to 5pm, I will be in Office 812 on the 8th floor of the Spert Building in the Abbey. I am available for any conversations with school personnel. If you want to talk to me, please make an appointment in advance."
He stood in the middle of the podium with his back to the blackboard.
Dozens of eyes were staring at him.
Obviously, his simple demonstration of his skills and his highly inflammatory speech had captured the hearts of many students.
However, some students still did not seem to be affected too much. Wherever Talia looked with Lanqi's eyes, the students who were either sitting lazily or listening straight with their ears cocked were all talented young people.
Their energetic faces were filled with pride, as if they were sure of victory, because each of them was a leader among the elite, a "prodigy" in the magic engineering world of the southern continent.
Regardless of whether Lanqi's words convinced them or not, at least they were filled with curiosity and desire to explore the professor.
Even competitiveness.
That proves that Lanqi succeeded.
Talia was a little confused.
She remembered that Lanqi didn't have this ability when he was in Ikerit Academy.
Ever since this kid came back from the Northern Continent, it seemed that he had more and more strange skills, as if someone had tuned him up. He was no longer the disciple she knew well.
Maybe it was an illusion. Lanqi had no luck with women and it was impossible for him to transform into someone else's shape.
Talia thought about it and felt relieved.
Just like what she taught Miss Zhu Zhu, when getting along with boys, giving priority to eating is a guaranteed win.
"Everyone, you are very lucky to come to Saint Cremorne Monastery and study magic engineering with the best people. When I look at you, it's as if I see my former self."
Lanqi spoke slowly, his voice echoing in the spacious auditorium-like classroom.
"For scholars, the greatest temptation is not fame and fortune, but being content with the status quo. Magical engineering is a profound and unfathomable field. Finding any unsolved problem can make you worry-free for the rest of your life. However, simply studying the achievements of your predecessors will not make you a master. To reach the realm of being passed down from generation to generation, you must have the courage and foresight to surpass your predecessors."
He paused, his eyes scanning the faces of the students of the Abbey Empire.
As he thought, today's class would almost be over after some encouragement to the students.
The principles written in the demonic magic texts on the wall are enough for these students to study for a long time. Each student has different areas of expertise and speed of comprehension, so students need time to digest and absorb them.
As for those proud students who are not easy to deal with quickly for the time being, there is no rush to convince them of anything, because Lanqi knows that he will have a lot of work to do in the Kreming Empire, and work will continue to come to him, and teaching is only one aspect of it.
Lanci let the students think about his previous words and put away the books on the desk.
"Professor Landry."
A student from the noble side raised his hand.
"Speaking."
Lanci politely extended his hand, palm up, indicating that the student could ask questions.
"thank you."
The aristocratic girl with blue eyes and purple hair smiled, looking quite unrestrained like a boy. "First of all, I may offend you, but my true feeling is that the big promise you made at this moment can make some students full of expectations for you. After all, as long as you pass the one-month assessment period smoothly, regardless of whether this project is successful at the end of the semester, you will be officially hired by St. Clement's Abbey, and no one can guarantee the rights of our students."
She said to the professor at the podium.
The other students in the classroom began to look at her.
Even though most of the students here are seniors, most of them have heard of Ursula, the griffin daughter of Marquis Roland.
She has never been at peace in school. Whether it is students who want to provoke her or teachers who are targeted by her, they will become extremely troublesome.
"This long-term teaching plan can be arranged by you, so that we can gradually see your strength, but it can also be a sophisticated deception to cover up your flashy teaching level. If you really have such ability, why haven't you been noticed by the Imperial Military yet?"
Griffin daughter Ursula spread her hands and asked her most fundamental question, "In my opinion, every word you say is very convincing, but your behavior is more like a politician than a magic engineer. A politician who is good at deceiving and inciting people, trying to drive us."
After she finished speaking, the students in the classroom showed hesitant expressions again.
They were not surprised by what Ursula said, because it was her style to speak her mind, and she was not afraid of offending any professor in St. Clement's Monastery.
The problem is that her doubts are not unreasonable.
No student here can easily prove the practical value of the principle on the glass.
And whether it can really be transformed into a magical engineering artifact that can be successfully used.
When Professor Landry bombarded the magic card, he observed that it could split into several smaller broken magic bodies and release a large amount of energy. Although Professor Landry has not yet given a theoretical explanation for this discovery, the experiment and measurement are not difficult, because the failure in the production of magic devices and magic cards is often accompanied by large or small energy bursts.
The key lies in the latter principle described in the text on the wall, the theory of the magic card chain reaction, that is, the fission event of a magic card can trigger a chain reaction, and each fission will release more magic bodies, which can cause more magic cards to fission.
Although Professor Landry merely proposed a basic principle of how humans stole fire from the gods.
But it is too crazy, the theory has limitations, and no one can guarantee success.
Its value is either immeasurable or zero.
"Professor, have you ever thought about this? If you open a door to a 'hidden world' right now and we are witnessing history, how can you ensure that you will not be targeted by extreme forces within the empire, or avoid assassination by Allied spies?"
"Professor, do you have any 'certain' results at present, besides this kind of 'uncertain' topic?"
More and more questions are being raised.
The more the students thought about Ursula's words, the more they felt that what she said was very practical, as if it had awakened them.
If you think about it carefully, if this new professor is a famous academic giant, then his words may be convincing and full of hope, but the problem is that he has almost no previous achievements, so it seems more like a castle in the air that he is overly obsessed with his own theories.
“Ursula…!”
Landry's sister Elsa bit her lip and looked at Ursula on the right side of the classroom, not knowing what to do with Ursula.
My brother's first class was going well and was about to end, but with Ursula messing things up, things might get unpleasant next time.
Elsa believes that her brother definitely has outstanding talents, but it will take time to achieve his goals step by step.
Once he falls into Ursula's rhythm of first questioning and then believing, he will face increasing resistance when he conducts scientific research in a state full of doubts.
“…”
Ursula, who was stared at by Elsa, not only did not apologize, but also blew her a kiss with her index and middle fingers, as if telling Elsa that she was deliberately teasing Professor Landry.
"!"
Elsa suddenly felt that she couldn't communicate with Ursula, and turned her head away and stopped looking at the woman.
Now I don’t know if my brother is thinking about how to solve the problem, or if he simply feels that the classroom is a bit noisy and is going to wait until they quiet down before he speaks.
The only thing that is certain is that Professor Landry still looks calm.
Not only the students on the noble side in the classroom, but also the geniuses on the commoner side had to agree with Ursula's opinion.
For some students, it is too early to tell whether Professor Landry's bold words are just the arrogance of a newcomer or whether they are true.
After all, his true level has not yet been tested, so they have doubts in their hearts.
"What's your brother's level?"
Just when Elsa was worried about her brother, a young boy in the row in front of her turned around and asked.
This young man seemed to be the center of the civilian students, or he was admired by the students around him. He had thick brown curly hair, a handsome face with handsome lines, and a pair of dark blue eyes under his thin eyebrows.
He was dressed simply and neatly, and seemed not to be interested in showing off. He preferred to focus on his inner self. He only wore an ordinary white shirt and casual pants, looking like a gentle scholar.
"Senior Nathaniel..."
Elsa was slightly stunned. She didn't expect the magic craftsman to suddenly ask her this.
Nathaniel is the most promising student among the professors at Saint Cremona Abbey, and a talented alchemist who is considered very likely to win the Grant Award, the highest honor in magic engineering in the Cremona Empire, in the next decade or so. He has become the youngest royal magic craftsman in the empire and can graduate from Saint Cremona Abbey at any time, or continue his studies and work part-time as a tutor.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most capable student in the classroom.
After Nathaniel finished asking, more civilian students around looked at Elsa.
"I haven't seen him for many years. I don't know."
Elsa pursed her lips and shook her head.
“But my brother is really amazing.”
She added.
Elsa is now very curious about her brother's level and is looking forward to talking to him after class.
She missed her brother so much over the years that she felt he was both strange and familiar.
So she hoped very much that the class would end smoothly.
"You said he was amazing, so he must have some skills."
Nathaniel said to Elsa and looked towards the podium again.
When he is concentrating on thinking, his brows will be slightly furrowed and his lips will be pressed into a straight line.
Although Nathaniel felt that the professor's right approach would be to ignore Ursula or deal with it with his clever rhetoric.
But Nathaniel instead wanted to see Landry show something more.
Unlike Ursula who added fuel to the fire, they have a genuine dislike for teachers who are flashy, and accordingly, they will maintain superficial politeness.
“…”
Talia watched everything silently in Lanqi's spiritual world.
She felt that Lanqi's hypnosis and incitement sometimes didn't work.
For example, before in the Flower City of Parière, Countess Christina of the Baptiste family was immune to Lanqi. Some people have some characteristics that make it difficult for Lanqi to arouse their desire easily.
As long as there is one awake individual, the entire group can be awakened.
Lanqi now has no idea how to prove that his theory is correct.
The Empire may still be preparing to research the process from 0 to 1, but Lanqi actually already has the finished product of 10 in his hands. The problem is that his progress is too fast and he can't get it out.
It's not even the so-called fission, but the more powerful fusion. The problem is that he can't just take out something like [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] casually, because his identity as the holder of the sealing slate will be exposed because of the obsidian-like God-era special effects.
No matter how you look at it, it was too much for Landry Wasington, a sixth-level professor from a remote area, to take out that kind of thing.
Undercurrents began to surge in the classroom.
The man at the center of the cold vortex turned a blind eye and clapped his hands with a relaxed look on his face.
"Power only occurs in the shadows. This is the rule of the political game. What we are discussing now is obviously still in the field of magic engineering."
At the podium, teacher Landry responded to Ursula's question that "he is more like a politician than a magical engineer."
His words gradually made the classroom quiet.
"So you would rather see knowledge that any student in the classroom can master and use if they put in the effort?"
He asked.
As a new professor in the college, he felt that some students in the audience had unshakable doubts about his recent remarks.
"certainly."
Many students answered.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Others started chattering as well, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
For the first time, Professor Landry's words fully ignited their curiosity.
Ursula's way of asking questions like "no matter if it's true or not, question it first" is essentially a rogue way of asking questions. After learning this skill, she became extremely good at using it, and many professors in the school now know how to avoid it.
Although Professor Landry does not need to fall into the trap of self-proof at the moment, it would be another matter if he had real strength.
"Then I will teach you something easy to understand. I hope it will be helpful to you."
Professor Landry looked around the large classroom.
As he spoke, he walked to the far left side of the whiteboard, gently picked up a paint pen, and slowly wrote on the whiteboard.
at first.
Just some basic concepts and axioms.
But it soon turned into a complicated derivation process.
Symbols and spells continuously flowed and evolved on the whiteboard, and Professor Landry was immersed in it with a familiar figure, oblivious to the people around him.
“Isn’t this the original text and interpretation of Genesis?”
"He seems to be writing the 'Chapter of Seal and Imprisonment' and the 'Chapter of Fire and Fury' in the demon language."
There was still a lot of noise and chatter in the audience, and no one could tell what the professor's purpose was.
This time they could understand it easily.
You have to know that the interpretation of Genesis is only a level 1 and 2 course. Students who can sit here have already learned the content of those thirty-three chapters.
"He doesn't think he can fool us with something this basic, does he?"
"Over the years, the interpretation of the Book of Genesis has already reached a thorough level of help for magic engineering, except for the divine arts that have not yet been cracked."
Elsa listened to these voices, gradually lowered her head, and became embarrassed.
Even she could understand what her brother was writing, which meant that what her brother wrote this time was too basic and could not convince these magic craftsmen of the Saint Clement Monastery.
"etc."
“This interpretation…”
But as the deduction became more intense, the scene gradually became quiet, with only the rustling sound of paint pens rubbing quickly.
Everyone looked at the increasingly dense text on the whiteboard and unconsciously sat up straighter with a puzzled look on their face.
When Professor Landry wrote that epoch-making ending symbol on the last line.
The whole audience was silent.
Everyone stared at the documents in amazement.
Then someone exclaimed.
For a moment, the classroom was in chaos and the students were arguing with each other.
"Why do I feel like I have an epiphany?"
"Especially for the [Fire] and [Seal] attributes."
"I don't understand. What is this? What do you understand? Teach me."
They pointed and talked, grabbed the person next to them and shook him, some praised him, some slandered him, but no one could explain the mystery.
In an instant, the entire convention of the sealing attribute and the fire attribute seemed to be broken and reshaped.
The more they looked, the more they felt something was wrong.
The professor's interpretation was easy to understand, yet extremely profound, as if two original slates had been dissected and placed before them! Even Ursula's initial disdainful expression began to disappear.
Compared to the students whose eyes were already attracted by the whiteboard, her surprised and confused eyes were more focused on Elsa's brother.
"Professor, have you ever seen [Original Slate - Fire] and [Original Slate - Seal]..."
"What nonsense are you talking about."
Although some students murmured, they also knew that a joke was just a joke after all.
[Original Slate - Fire] is a slate that is almost impossible for the magic craftsmen of the world to see in their lifetime.
There is only one reason, and that is its current owner.
Going to Bishop Ivanos of Destruction to ask for permission to see the stone tablet is tantamount to becoming sworn brothers with the King of Hell.
[Original Slate-Seal] is a stone slate that people from the southern continent have no chance of seeing.
Only a madman would consider looking at the stone tablets of Asksan in the northern continent.
“…”
Talia was a little speechless.
No one really doubted that this guy had two slates in his hands.
After all, it is better to believe that Loren will be resurrected than to believe that this professor has the original slate.
As Lanci's co-researcher, Talia knew better than anyone that Lanci had only written part of the magical engineering secrets contained in the two slabs, [Original Tablet - Seal] and [Original Tablet - Fire], into his interpretation of these two chapters of "Genesis", so it seemed that they had nothing to do with the Original Tablets.
This almost allowed the students to have a preliminary understanding of the [Original Slate - Seal] and [Original Slate - Fire], which of course were broken down into more easily understood parts after being interpreted by Lanqi and Da'ai.
Accordingly, today's class is not usually the first class for a professor.
It is an academic conference, and tomorrow the entire imperial academic community may focus on him, Landry Wasington.
Next, countless important figures from the empire may come to him.
wrong……
Talia suddenly felt like she was having a hard time stopping.
How come this guy is really going to move up step by step in the empire? ! "I hope this helps you."
Professor Landry seemed to have anticipated this reaction.
He picked up the book on the desk again, and his voice awakened the students who were staring at the whiteboard behind him, turning their thirsty gazes from the text back to him.
"Each of you has the potential to shine in the next few years and become a leader in a certain field of magic engineering in the Kremlin Empire."
He turned sideways and knocked hard on the shiny whiteboard behind the podium.
"I don't want to teach you some useless paper knowledge. If you can't turn it into your actual skills after learning it, then it will just be a waste of both parties' time. So this process will be quite difficult. You may have to be prepared to survive in a desperate situation and come back to life in a desperate situation!"
These words were powerful and every word carried weight, as if he was passing on his life's knowledge to this group of students.
The students were stunned at first.
Then everyone's blood boiled, and their eyes were filled with flames of fighting spirit and excitement.
Compared to using avoidance to resolve the self-proving trap, directly dispelling doubts is the best way to gain trust.
This professor actually did it.
Putting aside what the professor had written on the window earlier, the gift the professor gave them at this moment was enough for them to occupy the classroom for the entire day.
They might be witnessing history!
From now on, no matter whether it is other teachers or students, they can forget about using this classroom today, and the words on the whiteboard are not allowed to be erased.
Ursula seemed unusually calm. She stared at the new professor intently, thinking carefully about something.
Gradually, the corners of her tightly pursed lips slightly lifted up.
"Your brother is interesting, Elsa."
She murmured silently.
In addition to her, at this moment in the classroom, there were many young people from the empire who seemed to be born to be the protagonists. They all began to change their views on this new and mysterious professor to varying degrees.
No matter which talented face is attracting much attention, everyone has different thoughts.
"Before this battle, Saint Clement's Monastery was the pinnacle of academic research in the southern continent. Because of Owen Grant, Leonard Wilson, Mira Talinsky and other famous magic engineers in the empire, Saint Clement's Monastery has never been shaken in the past four hundred years. And you may be the next magic engineer who will continue to push Saint Clement's Monastery to glory—"
Lanci put on a gray coat, walked to the podium, raised his hands and put on his clothes with a wave of his arms, like a performer who had finished a passionate performance, "The world is changing rapidly, and your moment has come."
After saying this, the classroom was silent for dozens of seconds.
Suddenly there was a burst of applause.
Both the aristocratic and popular students couldn't help but stand up and look at the professor with respect.
"Long live Crane!"
"The Empire's magic engineering will live forever!"
"I will be the next one to contribute to the empire, for sure."
The applause and cheers lasted for a long time.
The students cheered and followed the professor's departing figure with fanatical eyes.
(End of this chapter)