Chapter 17: Learning Makes Me Happy
After entering the school, Wren's life began to become very regular, going to class every morning and visiting the school library in the afternoon, reading all kinds of books.
Books such as "General History of the Mainland of Saigon", "One Hundred Years of Holy War", "Treatise on the Monarch", and "Steam Revolution" are all on his bookshelf, and he has tirelessly studied the history and culture of this world, and has a deeper understanding of this world.
He found that the influence of the school of nature on the world was extremely far-reaching, permeating almost all fields.
Not only is it responsible for the promulgation of the calendar, but the common language of the continent is also a natural language, so communication between countries is hardly a problem.
Moreover, many scholars of the natural school are simply geniuses, such as the book "New Clothing Design" written more than 100 years ago in his hand:
I believe that the most important thing is to be comfortable and decent for clothes, shoes, etc., while taking into account the characteristics.
So my companion and I have been researching for a long time, and we have designed various clothing items such as bras, briefs, stockings, and short skirts for ladies, with many styles and unique styles, which are comfortable and can fully display the beauty of women.
I must declare that I am not a pervert or voyeur, and you do not need to write to scold me, I dare to assert that in a hundred years these will become common clothing for women.
Gentlemen, I can tell you unequivocally that there is nothing you can do to stop a lady from loving beauty!
And also***! I didn't design it! I'm wronged, it was that old bastard of Anion who instigated me! —Bruce Prieto
The corners of Wren's mouth twitched, and he held a three-second silence for the brother who had almost been ruined, and closed the book.
Not to mention the transcendental, on the surface, at least the Farorand is a bit like 19th-century Europe.
But in fact, there is a big difference, at least in women's clothes, because of the existence of the great "father of modern clothing" and "feminist" Mr. Bruce, the number of patterns is almost comparable to the end of the 20th century.
It was already dusk, the metasequoia trees outside the window were beautiful, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining, and the green leaves were glowing with a pale golden light, he put the book back on the shelf, went to the school cafeteria to eat a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes, and then ran to the local witcher association.
During this time, he stopped working on the association's tasks, but every evening he would go to the branch library to read some literature, listen to the old goat's chat, and sometimes ask him some questions.
"Fuck off, I still want to take credit! You haven't paid back a single cent from your last loan! The association is already very generous, and there is not even interest! ”
Before he could enter the door, Wren heard the old goat's cursing voice, and after that, a middle-aged white hunter ran out in a gray manner.
"What's going on?" Wren walked in confused.
The old goat pouted: "What else can I do, I want to prostitute for nothing!" That guy failed his mission three times in a row just now, and even the Demon Hunting Pistol was accidentally broken in the last mission, and now he can't even afford to repair it. ”
Wren spread his hands: "It's so embarrassing, I thought that an elite-level transcendent could at least mix well." ”
With a sneer, the old goat held a pipe, smoked low-quality tobacco, and spit out a mouthful of "haze": "If people are unlucky, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water." Not everyone is like you, who directly crossed a lot of thresholds and hugged the thigh of the rich woman......"
Rolling his eyes, Wren disagreed: "I didn't kneel and lick her." ”
The smile gradually became perverted, and the old goat looked at him: "Boy, what's wrong with being a little white face?" Some people can't do it!
Like the one just now, I guess he's going to go to a fancy bar to be a mustang, and you know what, a lot of ladies like to sleep with transcendentals, and they last longer......"
Wren didn't listen to his words, and a smile of hers suddenly appeared in his mind, and Wren missed Catherine a little.
He shook his head, what's wrong lately, concentration has become very poor, is it the restlessness of adolescence?
I don't know why, but I haven't seen her for more than half a month, and he always can't help but think of her and longs to stay with her.
Unlike before, this world doesn't need him to save, the sky falls and there are tall people on top, even if you want to do something, you have to wait for the strength to be enough.
Seeing Wren who was a little distracted, the old goat smiled playfully: "Boy, you have to work harder, it's not easy to marry her."
Her real name is Catherine de Blois, daughter of the Duke of Blois of the Norkman Empire, cousin of the Valkyrie Kesha, and she would have struggled less if she had climbed into her bed......"
"You're thinking too much, she's not interesting to me."
"No, you don't know her, she's been to Faroran for two years, I've never seen her give a good look to a man, she's not a woman in Faroran, she's much more conservative than you think, if she doesn't have a good impression of you, she won't let you live in her house at all."
Slightly silent, he took a deep breath, no longer thinking nonsense, he asked about business.
"It turns out that you want to know the specific division of professionals, I suggest you go to the 6th floor of the B bookshelf to find the book "Introduction to Extraordinary Professionals", which is written by a sage of the natural school, which is very classic." After thinking for a while, the old goat recommended.
Wren politely thanked: "Thank you, senior." ”
Although it was all a trivial matter, the old goat helped him a lot, and seemed to be very optimistic about him, you know, there are often other demon hunters here, such as the old brother before, the old goat's attitude towards them is much worse.
Familiarly walked into the next room, and pulled out the book "Introduction to Extraordinary Professions", written by Anion Virginis Marlowe, a famous "mage and sage" in history, active in the middle of the Fifth Age.
Wren knew about this man even when he was in night school, and the Sage made many great discoveries, which was that he told the world that the world was a sphere and proposed the law of inertia.
He also invented the three-dimensional coordinate system, developed analytic geometry, and what is very strange is that he was also the father of the "contraceptive pill", and during the "feminist movement" in the fifth period, he was the first male sage to stand up and support it.
But he should be dead, after all, he was probably a figure from almost 800 years ago.
Wren found a table and sat down, and opened the book:
The beginning of the transcendent path is psionic energy, a very magical power.
Entry-level transcendents only need to simply follow the breathing method and guidance method to slowly accumulate spiritual energy, and it will slowly strengthen a person until he reaches the limit of what a normal person can achieve and exceeds some ......
This stage is strictly not much stronger than an ordinary fighter.
Elite-level transcendent, the spiritual energy in the body has spread all over the meridians and blood vessels of the body, and can be exported to the body surface, attacking and defending as one, the spiritual energy can be attached to the weapon, if attached to arrows and projectiles, it will quickly dissipate......
At this stage, under normal circumstances, ordinary people have no chance of winning against them.
Expert-level transcendental, the spiritual energy accumulated in the body has been liquefied, and it is blended with the blood, internal organs and other tissues in the body, comprehensively strengthening various physical qualities, and can be psionic out of the body and attack at short and medium distances.
Transcendents at this stage have a significantly longer lifespan, and they can generally live for more than a hundred years without any serious injuries.
A master-level transcendent, the spiritual energy in the body has been perfectly fused with the cells of the whole body, and the spiritual energy is substantial, and it can fly in the air for short and medium distances, with a lifespan of more than 180 years.
It is particularly mentioned here that some scholars classify the master-level powerhouses who have knocked on the door of the Sage as a separate block, and from the perspective of combat effectiveness, there is no problem, but in terms of life level, they have not reached the level of qualitative change, and their lifespan is about 220 years.
Sages are not human, and each Sage is unique, and their paths are different.
The lifespan of a saint is generally not more than 500 years.
The more you go to the back, the more vague the information becomes, and there is no mention of how to open the door of the Sage, and there are only two sentences about the description of the Sage.
Just when Wren was addicted to learning and couldn't extricate himself, the "eldest lady" Catherine, who had been away from home for two years, arrived home.
On the way, she took a mission along the way, delayed for a long time, and now arrived in the capital of the empire, Jordan.
According to the tradition of the Norkman Empire, a noble lady like Catherine usually had to marry at the age of 20, but Catherine is 25 years old and is still single.
Catherine didn't run out of the house because her parents forced her to get married, in fact, her parents never urged her to marry, and they didn't even introduce her to a partner!
also took the initiative to help her reject many suitors, as if she wished she had been single.
The reason why she ran away from home was purely because she was spoiled, and the eldest lady had a temper attack, saying that she wanted to start from scratch and break out of the sky, and she wouldn't go home if she didn't become a female saint!
Thinking of her childish and willful performance two years ago, Catherine couldn't help but blush, she hadn't progressed fast in the past two years, and she had reached the middle of the third order from the beginning of the third order, and recently her bloodline had awakened, and she had only entered the third order.
Looking at the luxurious white jade gate of the Duke's mansion, she remembered how her father had repeatedly sent people to send her money and resources.
It was so embarrassing that she was a little embarrassed to step into the house.