Orondo didn't know what was hidden inside him.

But after crossing the sobriety.

As long as he needs it, this device in his body will provide him with some help within his ability.

Like what......

Data analysis.

The thing analyzes what he learns with his eyes or physical contact, and then presents the results in his retina.

Like the fresh fish soup and bread in front of you, it presents their message based on Orondo's previous experiences, memories, and observations.

In addition to data analysis, it also has the function of organizing and storing memory data.

For example, the previous Orondo went from the maturation of the fetal brain to the memory of every second before he crossed over.

The memories of Orondo as a librarian in the previous life were also planned and sorted out by it.

It's all well preserved and stored in separate bins. As soon as Orondo needs it, or comes into contact with the object in the memory material, it will be automatically presented.

For example, when meeting the housekeeper Dobby, as long as he is in need. In the retina, there will be all the contact experiences between Dobby and the original Orondo in the past.

It should have some other features.

It's just that Orondo has just woken up, and his brain is still a little dazed, let alone straightening out the function and function of this being in his body.

"From now on, I will call you the Eye of Truth." He muttered to himself in Mandarin, which the Azerothians did not understand.

The Eye of Truth ignored him.

This is not part of its scope of services.

On the contrary, it was his behavior that surprised the maid next to him.

She thought: The old man said inexplicable language again. As coherent as it sounds, the old man was a trainee mage apprentice in Dalaran. Could it be that he speaks the language of magic?

Orondo didn't know what was going on in her handmaiden's mind.

He let her out when he was full, and lay down on his bed and slept for a while.

When he woke up again, he walked out of the bedroom and looked at the peace in the mouth of the bullhead of this world.

Anshe, the right eye of Mother Earth in the population of the Minotaur on the western continent, is the sun.

At this time, the sun is already in the west.

Looking at the position of the sun in the sky, Orondo speculated that it was about three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Walking in the courtyard, the servants greeted him.

Orondo learned how he remembered how he had coped in the past, smiling and nodding his head in response.

This relieved the minions.

The old man recovered, and everyone was much more relieved.

House Sephorosa was the mildest noble lord in the hills of Hillsbrad.

The people wanted Lord Sephorosa to live a long life, so that their lives would not change much for no apparent reason.

Orondo wandered around his estate for a while.

The Severosa family has a long heritage, and several generations of heirs have won the hearts of the people, and the internal business is also very good.

He doesn't need to worry about anything about the family's internal affairs, and the loyal Dobby will take care of everything.

If there is something that the housekeeper Dobby can't handle, he can't handle it now.

Orondo sighed.

He returned to his courtyard.

Standing in the flower-filled courtyard, Orondo looked down at his barely hairy hands.

This is also a trait of his half-elf - elves have no extra body hair.

Queldore, who has been bathed in the energy of the sunwell for a long time, has been transformed into a very beautiful body.

With the exception of hair, eyebrows, and beard, the High Elves are said to be hairless everywhere else.

It's the same for both men and women.

Orondo felt that the legend was true.

Because he is.

A hybrid of a human and a High Elf, 13-year-old Orondo has no hair but eyebrows.

That's right, the place you think is hairless.

But it may also be that he is still young and not yet developed.

The human ancestors of this world came from the cold north, and their descendants were all hairy guys.

Even human females, for the most part, have a lot of hair.

If his body hair is really not vigorous, it can only be said that it is due to half of the High Elf bloodline.

Orondo thanked his High Elf mother, who was said to have disappeared when he was only one year old.

A sigh.

Orondo closed his eyes and raised his right hand.

He began to manipulate the part of the occult spells that the computer had sorted and analyzed.

According to the memories and knowledge of apprentice mage apprentice Orondo, the first step for human and elven mages in this world is to sense the omnipresent web and energy of Azeroth.

This step is what Orondo the Traverser calls "networking".

Once connected to the internet, the second step is to start building the spell model and arranging the energy particles.

This step will be called "programming" by Orondo the Traverser.

Once the spell model has been built and the energy particles are arranged, the third step begins - to find a target for the spell to throw - either the enemy or yourself.

This step, Orondo the Traverser, calls it "sending".

Networking, programming, sending.

This is the casting process of an Azeroth spellcaster.

Following this understanding, Master Sephorosa began to try the first step in his mage career, networking.

With his eyes closed, Orondo searched for the energy of Azeroth's magic net.

The mage's knowledge in his memories told him that the magic net energy on Azeroth's body was everywhere, and that he himself was the birthfall of a Titan soul.

And the Titans are the supreme beings on the arcane side, they are the arcane, they are the order, they are the rules.

This body, half elf and half human, also has an arcane talent base.

With his previous memories, Orondo was as easily connected to the web as anyone on Earth was to connect to the internet with their mobile phones.

The second step is to start building the spell model and energy particle arrangement.

This step is far more difficult than the first step.

According to some of Dalaran's archmages, "You can sense the magic net to prove that you are not a wood, but becoming a mage depends on whether you can successfully release a fireball!" ”

A human wants to become a mage, wants to enter Dalaran to study. The first step is to be able to sense the presence of the magic web, and the second step will have two directions.

One direction is that you must have an excellent aptitude for several casting talents such as learning spells, building spell models, or perceiving energy, so that you can quickly learn various spell models in order to be able to gain Dalaran's favor.

The other direction is: money, you are rich, or very powerful. Having money and power to a certain extent, senior mages are sometimes willing to teach you the above things tirelessly, for the sake of money or power.

If it's both, it's a genius of geniuses.

The original Orondo belonged to the type that could sense the existence of magic nets and was a little slow to learn spell models, but it was not the type that could not be learned.

This is the endowment of most mages.

Not wood, but not genius either.

Fortunately, the Severosa family is wealthy and has some rights in the middle of the hills of Hillsbrad.

He also has a High Elf biological mother.

So even if Orondo couldn't even put down the most basic fireball technique in the past, he was destined to be able to enter Dalaran to learn.

Maybe it's a little slower to learn, but the original Orondo still knows how to build a model of the most rudimentary fire spell - Fireball.

Orondo extracted the spell model data of the Fireball Spell in his mind, and then connected to the Internet and began to construct his first spell.

Suddenly.

[If a bug is detected in the spell model that can be fixed and improved, will it be fixed?] 】

After extracting the data, this thing popped out of the retina.

Didn't hesitate.

"Yes."

He thought to himself.

【Start to improve ......】

[It takes half an hour, please wait for ......]

in the courtyard.

Orondo closed his eyes, looking pensive.

Half an hour later.

He reached out again.

A scorching fireball that warmed up the temperature around him by several degrees flickered in his hand.

The third step of the mage's spell casting, find a target......

Orondo looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and each one was very beautiful, and he couldn't bear it.

The fireball must be thrown.

Otherwise there will be bad consequences.

Aim and look.

Orondo looked overhead.

That's you!

His spell target is the sky!

The extraordinarily hot fireball, with a whistling sound, broke away from Orondo's white fingertips and swooped down towards the sky.

Before the smile on the successful spell could fade, Orondo couldn't help but jump.

What flew over?