Peter took me and the two gears that were together, and looked at me strangely.

"What's the matter, these two gears are normal."

"Are you sure it's normal, or are these two gears not actually the same specification?" I pointed to the gears that were of different sizes that could be seen with the naked eye, and looked at Peter speechlessly. "It's the same on the gear."

"Look, these two gears can rotate normally." Peter snapped the two gears together and turned them for me to demonstrate.

Rotate your sister normally, the two shafts connected by the gears are shaking!

"Well, do you mean, the parts on my magic locomotive are also made of this specification?" I gasped.

"yes, the quality of such parts is already very good." Peter said proudly.

"Yes, your sister, is the noise made by the magic locomotive when it is running all the parts when it is running?" Even I couldn't help but explode at this time.

I actually sat on this rag back to the mountain, and slept for a while on the way.

This tattered is in danger of being scrapped and causing a car accident at any time!

"How do you know that my sister is beautiful?" Peter said strangely, then explained. "When the magic engine is running, it barely makes any sound except for a slight magic fluctuation, and the noise when it is activated is made by the gearing."

The corners of my mouth twitched at Peter's words, and I turned to approach the magic locomotive, ready to open the hatch to inspect it.

"Help me open this, I'm going to look inside." After a long time of turning around the suspected engine, I couldn't find a way to open it, I said to Peter.

"This is currently only open to Mentor Louis." Peter wiped his sweat awkwardly and said to me.

"What, I remember correctly, this thing belongs to me at the moment!" I looked at Peter with a hunked back.

"Mentor Louis said, in order to prevent you from dismantling the parts inside and selling them." Peter, who was chilling all over, was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Well, if the parts inside are of high value, I really can't help it.

"When is Mentor Louis coming here?" I asked Peter helplessly.

Tutor Louis would run away as soon as he got out of class, and he couldn't be found at all.

"Normally, it's here, but it's been busy for the last few days, and Mentor Louis will probably stay here in a few days." Peter thought for a moment and spoke.

Well, I probably know what this is for.

Tutor Louis is busy catching those dead classmates in the world, how can he have time to stay here.

Seemingly, it was really because of me, no wonder Mentor Louis was so angry.

"Alright then, I'll be here again in a few days." With a wave of goodbye to Peter, I walked out of the Demon Creation Society's classroom.

What's next?

By the way, I haven't practiced much since I learned the basics of magic.

So, find a place to try your hand at magic first.

The best place to experiment with magic is, of course, the magic practice ground near the arena.

However, because that place requires a magic core to open the magic array, it needs to be used for a fee.

Anyway, it's a few low-level magic, find a place where no one is there to practice, and I can't afford to use it.

Where no one is, it's here, on the hillside behind the academy.

Finding my position, I walked towards the back mountain.

On the way, another dead student climbed the tower, and amid the cheers of his classmates, a bolt of lightning struck the student.

Then the classmate puffed out black smoke and fell backwards to the top of the tower.

It looks like these mentors are about to lose their minds, so I'd better flash it, otherwise who knows what those mentors will do to me as the culprit in a while.

Shivering, he quickened his pace and walked up the hillside.

Well, it's the other day that I looked down on the location of Phyllis Academy of Magic.

First of all, let's make sure that all the magic you can use is the "Magic Missile" skill, except for the skills that you can't use without how to use them.

There are also a few skills that can be used as long as they are lit with some skill points, but considering that there is no chance to farm skill points recently, it is better not to waste skill points by lighting them up at will.

So for now, let's check all the attributes of the "Magic Missile" skill.

The attack damage is only a measly 1-5, and the mana cost is one mana per missile, which is already clear.

Well, first of all, the range.

He drew a line at his feet, stood on top of the line, and fired a magic missile into the distance.

After the magic missile flew nearly twenty meters away, it could no longer control it, and the magic missile that lost control continued to fly for about five hundred meters, and then disappeared into thin air.

The range is unexpectedly long.

Does the lethality decay with distance?

Standing still, they shoot a magic missile at a distance of about 10 meters, 20 meters, 30 meters, and 50 meters from themselves.

After carefully examining the small crater formed by the magic missile hitting the ground, within fifty meters, the magic missile will not lose its lethality with distance.

Fifty meters away, I don't know the road, there is not enough space here, I have time to try again.

Finally, the speed at which magic skills are prepared.

Take a deep breath, prepare the magic missile as fast as possible, launch it immediately after the CD is completed, and then prepare the next one, while staring at the system time, silently counting the time in your heart.

After all ten magic missiles were fired, the countdown was only sixth.

This speed is too exaggerated, as long as the magic is enough, a humanoid assault rifle.

If other magic is like this, then I should consider whether or not to become a magician in the future.

Let's think about this first, and wait until you learn a few more magic before making a decision.

After thinking about it for a moment, the hunger pang in my stomach brought me back to reality.

Don't think about this anymore, eat and eat.

With a strong jump, I flew towards the Phyllis Academy of Magic below.

On the hillside where magic has just been experimented.

There was a sudden strange distortion in the air, and a gray-robed old man appeared.

The gray-robed old man lowered his head and carefully examined the small pit left by the magic missile, and said in surprise: "What a speed." ”

The next day, it was almost noon that I got up from putting it on.

College life is really lazy.

After a brief freshening up, I headed for the shopping street.

"Div, your shop has been ransacked." I walked into the clothing store and looked at Diff in amazement.

The last time Diff's clothing store was here, there were piles of cloth all over the place.

But now, there is nothing left except for some high-priced clothing hanging up.

Should I lament which thief is so dedicated?