Chapter 64 Vice Dean
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A day's plan begins with struggle.
After sitting in the courtyard for a while, both parties began to practice.
There is a faint luster flowing through Luke's body, while the feather pen is just the opposite. It feeds on negative emotions, making him always look like he is covered with a layer of gray mist.
In the snow water, the reflection is bright and dark, and at first glance it looks like a Tai Chi diagram.
Luke checked the condition of his body. The absorption of millions of golden rays of light has illuminated half of the little man's body.
“What a wonderful feeling.”
The soul seems to be attached to the body rather than the mind.
He even felt that the little man sitting cross-legged was moving little by little, moving towards his heart.
This is the rhythm of moving.
When the villain takes root in the heart completely, he should also be able to have a heart as strong as a quill pen. Even if it is broken into pieces, the heart can still escape.
After a cycle of practice, Lujia opened his eyes and subconsciously looked across.
The sound of rotating gears entered his ears, and the half bionic body made by the feather pen machine began to disintegrate bit by bit in the gray fog, while its own flesh and blood continued to grow.
His facial lines have matured a lot, and his short hair has lost its disguise and returned to its silver-gray color.
The hair looked so soft and sharp that Luke couldn't help but stretch out a finger.
It’s icy cold.
Like snowflakes falling overhead.
A pair of gray eyes suddenly opened.
Being caught on the spot, Lujia smiled awkwardly: "Long hair suits you better."
The boy's appearance with short hair has a sharp handsomeness, but it is very different from Alex's own temperament.
Now it's just right.
The remaining flesh and blood wrapped in mist that had not recovered was replaced by mechanical bionics, but the long hair was not retracted.
Lujia suddenly asked again: "Will the sudden change in temperament arouse the suspicion of Lillian and others?"
Quill: "Just get used to it."
Some people's eyes turned red, but they didn't ask anything.
Luke nodded.
That’s right, boys change a lot when they grow up.
His eyes turned to the remaining packaging bags on the table. The return gifts from the Dragon Clan and the Elf King could not be delivered for the time being, and the gifts from the Saint and the Snow Ferret were left.
Luke sent a message to the saint and arranged a time to meet.
In the afternoon, Quill went to the Holy Tower with him. When passing a busy street, Luke found that not many people on the street paid attention to Quill, and not many people looked at him.
"The tenth level is the watershed for magicians. Your strength has increased dramatically recently. You should be close to crossing the line." Quill walked calmly on the street. "The deeper the magic power, the closer it is to the laws of nature. The sense of existence in the eyes of ordinary people will be greatly reduced."
Luke has a relatively small reserve of knowledge regarding high-level magicians.
Hearing this, he recalled the scene when he first met Leo, and it seemed to be the same.
The feather pen continued, "As long as you leak your presence a little bit, or let them know you're here first, this weakening of your presence will become ineffective. Do you want to try it?"
Luke immediately waved his hand: "Forget it."
He looked at the crowd in front of him, with some anticipation in his eyes.
After the tenth level, one becomes a true great magician, and there are not many of them in the entire continent. That means that he will completely join the ranks of the top powerful ones.
Choice is indeed important. The threshold for practicing the Faith Dharma is very high, but once you take the first step, the road ahead will be smooth.
After the snow, the holy tower looked even more solemn and magnificent with the white embellishments. Today, there were several more powerful auras in the tower, and it was obvious that there was more than one person inside.
The saint did not mention that there were other people today, and Luke paused slightly.
It's warm inside.
In addition to the saint, there are four more unfamiliar faces.
One of them wore retro glasses and had a strong preppy vibe. The woman closest to him had an arrogant look on her face and looked difficult to approach. There were two other people. One of them was always standing in a shadowy position and was wrapped in a black robe so it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
The last one looked the youngest, with single eyelids and smiling lips, but his expression was particularly cold.
When Luke looked at them, the four of them were also observing Luke.
As they looked at each other, Luke seemed to be thinking about something. He only looked at himself and not at the quill, which meant that the saint had not informed them of the quill's true identity.
"Sit down."
The saint was as gentle as ever, and there was a pot of warm tea on the table.
Before Luka sat down, he greeted them: "Good day, gentlemen."
The four of them nodded slightly in response.
The next second, a petite figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly came to Lujia silently, stretched out her arm, and said, "Lottery."
The sound is so low that it is almost inaudible.
Luke was confused.
The saint coughed lightly and said, "This is Professor Dylan, the vice president of the First School of Magic. Dylan has a rough life and was raised by monsters in his childhood, so he is not very good at dealing with people."
The preppy guy couldn't help but laugh.
"Dylan really likes you. Not only did he buy all your works, he also wanted the saint to register you as his own son."
He was still frowning after hearing the first half of the sentence, and Quill Pen after hearing the second half: "?"
The man in black robe quickly handed Luke a piece of paper.
Lujia spread it out, which recorded in detail that the other party liked "The Group Pet is Three and a Half Years Old" very much, and said that monsters sometimes have pity for cubs. He also said that he had always been paying attention to and supporting Lujia since before he became famous, and had bought several houses around him.
Considering Dylan's growth experience, Lujia felt it was not difficult to understand why she became a fan of him.
Commonly known as emotionally transferred mom fans.
Amid Dylan's strong anticipation, Luke signed.
The latter immediately squatted down at an angle, with his back facing everyone, his back trembling.
Luke: “This…”
The preppy man said, "That's her signature smile."
“…”
The saint did not chat about trivial matters today and began to introduce the other candidates.
The man who just spoke was called Edmund, also the vice-president of the First School of Magic, mainly teaching nature and science.
Luke did not interrupt and just listened silently.
The Holy See is definitely not the only dominant force in the academy. These four are probably the absolute supporters of the Saint.
"Lois, Professor of Lifetime Honorary Title at the First Magic Academy..."
The man with the smiling lips took the initiative to introduce himself: "Lanni, I'm in charge of the logistics department."
Lujia was a little surprised that this man with a killer temperament was actually in charge of logistics.
Sage: "The academy is still investigating the whereabouts of the Sage's Sword. If there are any problems, they will notify you in time. You can also contact them at any time when you need help in daily life."
If the identity of the holder of the Sword of Sage is exposed now, the Holy See will never allow him to grow up, and someone from within the academy must help deal with it.
After saying this, the saint nodded imperceptibly to Luke.
Luke understood that the matter was of great importance and that the accusation against the Holy See still needed solid evidence.
His mind moved, the sword flashed, and extremely pure fire elements bloomed in the entire space.
The four people in the room almost stood up immediately. The saint's usually indifferent eyes were filled with complicated emotions when he saw the long sword that appeared out of thin air.
They seemed to be able to imagine through the sword that in the long, long time ago, the ancestor of mankind used this sword to kill people everywhere.
"Put it away," said the saint.
Lujia wondered, didn't he want to find a way to test its authenticity?
The saint shook his head: "I wore a robe from the Holy Court today on purpose. It just scolded me a lot."
One dirty word from the Sage's Sword is worth more than a thousand words of temptation.
“…”
Only then did Luke realize that the blooming fire elements combined into a chorus of curses.
This is a bit embarrassing.
He coughed lightly to change the subject, and took advantage of the rare opportunity to say, "I have two personal matters that I would like to ask a few professors for help."
The four people who were still imagining the past glory of the Sage's Sword came to their senses after hearing this.
"When I returned to the hunting school some time ago, I was allocated some land, which was all in a relatively poor city. Now there is a college built there. If you are interested, we can carry out an exchange student program."
"Even teachers from both sides can teach together in the future."
Luke planned seriously and said, "The human race is unique in theoretical knowledge, but lacks combat skills. I guarantee that if the uneducated demons of Klin Tower were to go to the battlefield now, they would be able to fight three at a time."
After the last sentence was said, the looks of several professors suddenly became sharp, but they did not deny it.
"Co-coaching helps us learn from each other's strengths and overcome our weaknesses, which effectively prevents us from hiding our own weaknesses."
"I don't need you to teach in person. If you can help me get in touch with teachers and students from other colleges to participate, I will be very grateful."
“Everything for the children!”
When Luke asked them for help with a personal matter, the three professors, except Dylan, were somewhat unhappy.
It was like this when we first met, and it will be like this in the future.
However, when Luke was halfway through his words, their expressions gradually warmed up.
The fact that you can think of these things immediately shows that you really attach great importance to education issues, and this is indeed something that both parties can benefit from.
I heard that with the help of the dragon clan, there are now several safe zones in the Demon Realm.
The extremely cold Lanny smiled more genuinely. He looked at the still childish face and asked, "Aren't you also a child?"
A low laugh that belonged only to the boss was heard.
The saint also smiled, and when he saw the quill's temperament change drastically from the corner of his eye, the smile on his face froze a little.
Last time the astrologer seemed to say that this person was consulting about marriage issues.
Why would you ask this out of the blue?
As if he had thought of something, the saint looked at Luke who was sitting obediently, and a guess he had made gradually came true, and his smile completely disappeared.
He waved his hand casually, and the fire elemental curse words that were floating in the air and about to disappear condensed again.
Feather pen: “…”
His eyes passed directly over him, and the saint asked Luke, "What's one more thing?"
Someone paved the way for him, so Lujia quickly said, "I want to give a speech at the First School of Magic."
Celebrity speeches are very common, and with his achievements today, he can easily give a speech at any university. However, it is still difficult to get to the First Magic Academy.
Luke emphasized: “The theme of the speech is still related to education issues.”
He emphasized the concept briefly, and the four professors had a brief discussion. Finally, Dylan continued in her characteristic mosquito voice and said, "Go back and wait for news."
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Time flies.
Luke thought that there would be an answer soon as to whether the negotiation could be successful, but there was no result for several days.
It was ten days later that I met one of the vice-presidents of the magic academy again.
It was Dylan who came to inform him. When the other party sat on the stool, he only sat halfway and kept his legs together stiffly. After meeting him, he handed over half of his sleeve and a pen.
Luke was puzzled: "Didn't you just sign it last time?"
"Change clothes." A mosquito-like voice answered.
Luke and Quill looked at each other and confirmed that neither of them could tell any difference between this outfit and the last one. They could only conclude that the other party might have stockpiled a lot of the same big black robes.
There is nothing excessive about Dylan's speech.
"On the morning of the 16th, go directly to the Revelation Hall after entering the academy."
Luke was relieved. As he signed, he said, "I thought it was hopeless after so long."
He was originally planning to choose a suitable academy again, and Austin School of Magic and Rose Sword Academy were both considered.
Dylan said softly, "The school's top management has not reached a consensus. It is actually a game between the saints and the Holy See. Do you know what the Holy See has the capital to compete with them?"
Luke subconsciously said, "The tree of life."
Dylan shook his head.
"That's only part of the reason. A long time ago, there was a very powerful Saint in the Holy See. Since then, the Holy See has truly begun to rise. When the other party was about to die, he sealed himself under the Tree of Life."
Luke frowned.
Perhaps it was from that period that the Holy See became corrupt and chose to collude with and help the Tree of Life.
"Seal yourself." He pondered these words.
Quill: "In the past, leaders of all tribes would do this. However, because their bodies cannot withstand the passage of time, most of them choose to leave behind a few wisps of consciousness, so their abilities are limited when they take action."
“…If that person’s body is still there, this last attack might be comparable to his heyday.”
After all, he can self-destruct before dying.
Dylan was somewhat surprised by his understanding and nodded: "Once the contradictions become irreconcilable and civil war breaks out, the human race will inevitably decline."
“No wonder the Saint’s strength is so overwhelming that of the Holy Court, and he is still constantly weighing the pros and cons.” Lujia sighed, “It’s too difficult for him.”
In the shadows, Dylan said, "It's harder for you."
Holding the Sage Sword, he is destined to stand on the opposite side of the Holy See.
"And you still have the hidden danger of the Demon King."
Dylan stood up and said, "The communication stone manufacturers whose profits were embezzled by the Internet also hate you to the core. In short, you have it hard, the hardest!"
She would never allow Luke to be surpassed in any way!
Luke: “…”
Thank you, there is no need to compare.
Luke gave several speeches on his way back to the hunt and was very adept at it.
Early in the morning on the 16th, he arrived at the auditorium of the First Magic Academy on time.
Only he was allowed to attend this speech. As agreed before, it would be broadcast live simultaneously. There were also several deans on the scene, so there was no need to worry too much about safety.
There was no publicity for this speech on campus, and it was even more impossible for the Discipline Department, a force backed by the Holy See, to attend.
But on that day, the auditorium was still packed with people, with full seats inside and people queuing outside to get in. Some lecturers and professors sitting in the first row actually came to listen to the speech.
In fact, they are not very interested in giving speeches.
The college has no shortage of celebrity lectures, and they have even heard inspirational speeches from legendary magicians.
The reason I came here is that I am very interested in Luke himself.
There was a question-and-answer session after the speech. They had a lot of questions about the terminal and the recently popular "Ghost Journey".
Lu Jia stood on the stage, looking at the unfamiliar faces below, and his biggest feeling was:
Stand up from where you fell. This time at the academy, I’m finally not in a pit!
There were already quite a few students in the audience holding terminals, ready to shoot and upload simultaneously.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Luke stood up straight and said:
"Good afternoon, teachers and students. It is my honor to be here today."
There was no doubt about the quality of teachers and students at the First Magic Academy, and the huge auditorium automatically became quiet.
"It is said that each generation of young people in mainland China is inferior to the previous one. I think this statement is correct."
The opening paragraph was a blast and immediately some students stood up.
Luke raised his hand: "Don't rush to refute. The level of magic is not as good as it used to be. The number of great magicians today is obviously less than in the past."
"It's not just the magicians who are regressing. Every time ancient magic inscriptions, enchantment methods, and alchemical manuscripts from the past appear, they cause a sensation. Why is that?"
He had successfully attracted Karen's attention by using the enchantment of the quill pen.
The students in the audience looked at each other in bewilderment, but they all knew the answer in their hearts.
Of course it was lost because no one studied it.
"A thousand years ago, we relied on animal carts to travel between major cities. A thousand years later, it is still the same. Apart from transportation, other industries are also the same. There has been no improvement at all."
A student in the audience raised his hand.
After Luke nodded, he stood up and said loudly: "In terms of military weapons, we are still making progress! Most of the people who are studying magic elements now are weak and can't even afford to eat. How can we be convinced of their so-called research results?"
The people around him secretly agreed.
Luke: “You’re right.”
"So I plan to use the money I earn from operating the terminals to establish a magic school. At the same time, I am also discussing with some colleges to add a magic major to colleges and universities. In the future, we will be able to get more professional talents in our education system."
“This way, we can all make progress together.”
There was no long speech, just a few simple sentences that left the students who were still waiting for Luke's rebuttal stunned.
Some people pay the money, some people contribute the manpower, and they don't have to do anything, and perhaps they can enjoy the research results.
The lecturers and teachers in the audience also began to talk in low voices.
Terminal recruitment has been gaining momentum recently. There are not many existing platforms on the terminal, and they all want to develop one and upload it to share this piece of fat meat.
Unfortunately, there are too few people who are proficient in magic architecture.
They had always looked down upon those low-level magicians, but now it seemed that these people were still useful.
Luke stared quietly at the audience.
He knew very well that no one would oppose this speech, even if the ideas were different.
In the past, there must have been people who realized that the knowledge of magic was falling behind, but who was willing to spend money and effort to help others?
The law of the jungle has led to the distortion of many of the most obvious truths. In modern times, there are no soldiers armed with high-tech weapons who look down on scientists.
Only by becoming a community of interests can the magicians be truly valued.
His current investments are nothing compared to the gratitude of these talents in the future.
Luke spoke again, his words were extremely clear, and with the power of faith, he seemed very contagious:
“The root of innovation lies in different types of talents. I believe that magic knowledge will regain its glory in this era.
You will also be the most outstanding generation! ”
After a brief silence, everyone had their own thoughts, and finally burst into thunderous applause.
I don't know which dean took the lead and stood up, and more and more students stood up and applauded.
Not only in the auditorium, but also in the Internet cafe outside, some people who already admired Luke subconsciously applauded after seeing the live broadcast. The news that the other party was about to invest in establishing the Magic Academy began to spread like wildfire.
In this intense and warm applause, no one realized that——
A new era of civilization has finally begun.
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Luke's Diary Guide:
Saving the spiritual civilization of the Demon Realm starts with me.
Demons like to use their hands, while humans like to use their brains. Learning from each other will definitely produce different sparks.
Alex concluded: Fight evil with evil, fight violence with violence, and teach each other how to be a human/devil.
Luke: ...
The chapter of [New Era] has ended brilliantly and quickly. Tomorrow, a new chapter will be opened based on the terminal.
One hundred Epoch red packets will be randomly dropped~
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