Silver Star Library, 3rd floor. ，

Wren sat in a seat in the reading area, a book opened on the table in front of him, and looked intently, his eyes showing thoughtfulness from time to time.

Occasionally, other wizards passed by, and when they saw Wren's serious study, they all admired it a little.

In the past few days, the wizards of the Silver Star Library have more or less heard that there is a foreign wizard who is hungry for learning magic knowledge, and often sits for half a day, rarely communicating with people.

Wren's excellent appearance and figure left a deep impression.

In particular, some witches secretly probed Wren's origins, intentionally or unintentionally created opportunities, and sat opposite Wren, but except for a few nods, Wren didn't even have a smile, his face was expressionless, like a mechanical puppet.

"Another nerd wizard"

The witches thought depressedly, but they were also very interested, and no one bothered Wren.

However, what everyone didn't know was that beneath Wren's calm surface was a frenzied copying of books, with thousands of books loading into his head every day.

In less than a week, Wren had copied most of the books on the third floor.

It's all magic!

Moreover, Wren also discovered another magic of his personal library.

When he reads on his phone, it may be because the content is already in his head, and the reading speed is many times faster than reading a book usually.

Most of the content can be understood at a glance, and there is no barrier to understanding.

In this state, the brain is like a high-speed machine.

Wren's reading efficiency is incredibly high, a book of two or three hundred pages can be read in less than an hour.

This kind of "reading" is not a swallowing of dates, or a cursory browsing, but a very fine in-depth reading, thorough understanding, completely absorbing the knowledge in the book, becoming your own knowledge, and then as if engraved in your mind, as if you will never forget.

This is higher than what quantum fluctuation speed reading, I don't know where to go.

After Wren found out that he had this ability, he was ecstatic and excited!

For a former librarian and reading lover, there is nothing more joyful than this, it is so cool that it flies!

For days on end, he was immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

It's like a sponge, absorbing a lot of knowledge into your own brain, and it never ends.

For the scheming witches who appeared in front of him, in normal times, Wren might be interested in teasing a few times, but now he didn't care about it at all, and even looked at it twice and felt that it was a waste of time.

Besides, none of these witches, whether in terms of appearance or figure, can compare with Viola, more than a step worse.

Although the house flowers are not as fragrant as the wild flowers, his house flowers have not arrived!

Even if you get it, are you such a person?

Wren sat motionless in his position, as if the statue had remained for hours.

"Whew"

Wren closed the book in his hand and exhaled softly, looking like he had finally finished reading.

In fact, he did finish reading a book, but in his phone, a spell note left by an unknown wizard, called Ray Spell Research.

This notebook records and studies a number of ray-based spells, such as the fire-based "Scorching Ray", the ice-based "Frost Ray", the electricity-based "Lightning Ray", the earth-based "Petrified Ray", and the "Rainbow Ray". ，

The Rainbow Ray is the only attacking spell he has mastered so far.

When he cast spells before, he instinctively activated the elements with his soul power and activated the rays.

After reading this notebook, Wren realized how bad his spellcasting process was, slow speed, lack of mental concentration, waste of soul power, unstable power, and improper timing of attacks

A series of casting drawbacks, compared to the superb casting described in the notes, it was a botched trick.

In the notes, the author describes in detail the correct way to cast the iridescent rays.

Starting from the elements of this spell, the whole process of how the soul power is combined with the elements, attracting the mysterious energy, and finally forming the rays, every detail is broken and crumpled to explain.

It is also clear what problems should be paid attention to when casting rainbow rays, how to save soul power, speed up casting, control the attack direction of the ray, maintain the duration of the ray, etc.

The author also lists the methods and experiences of practicing rainbow rays.

Finally, it also points out the direction of the strengthening of the iridescent ray, such as increasing the diameter of the ray, purely increasing the distance of the power control ray, not necessarily prolonging, sometimes shortening it is more useful to extend the duration of the maintenance ray, and using the ray as a sword-like weapon to control the direction and use it for cutting.

Through a detailed study of the elements, among the seven negative effects of the iridescent ray, the desired one appears exactly and is no longer triggered randomly.

The author even conceived of making the iridescent rays turn, fork, bend, or deform.

If it can be combined with several super magic techniques, such as multiple spells, the rainbow ray is no longer limited to one attack, and becomes a large-area spell.

After reading this notebook, Wren had only one feeling, and that was an eye-opener.

A seemingly simple rainbow ray, with only one ray, was played by this high wizard with a variety of tricks, which was dazzling.

In addition to the rainbow rays, there are also a lot of changes in the routines of several other ray spells.

This is just a ray type of spell, and there must be corresponding research and changes in thousands of other spells, which are endless and difficult to describe.

I can only sigh that the application of magic is really broad and profound!

"Cassiu Blanchea. ”

Wren silently read out the author of this notebook, he had never heard of this wizard before, and probably not very well-known.

However, this did not bother him, and he immediately searched for the name in his personal library.

There was a slight heat in my brain.

In an instant, a whole page of information about Cassiu Blanchea appeared in front of me, just like the results of a search engine, clearly presented.

These are from books that Wren has already copied in his head.

The books that are mentioned the most often will be ranked in the first item, followed by the following order.

Wren only needs to click on a search result, and it will point to the corresponding book, which will automatically open to the page of the record, which is very convenient to use.

Of course, all of these operations consume power, and two or three searches will use up one bar of power.

Wren opened several search results and soon learned the origin of this Cassiu Blanchea.

It turned out that a few decades ago, a high-level elemental envoy in the wizard tower had been a teacher in the Silver Star Academy for many years.

At that time, Cassiu Blanchea was famous for his research on ray spells, and his strength was extremely strong, and there were few opponents under the legend.

Later, in order to find an opportunity to break through the legend, he left the Wizard Tower and never returned.

No one knows where Cassiu Blanchea has gone, and there are some friends who have tried to find his traces but have found nothing. As if realizing that he couldn't return, he sorted out his lifelong spell research notes and handed them over to the Silver Star Library for safekeeping.

The note Wren saw was actually a copy.

He has benefited a lot from this research experience.

"When I got back, I trained my rainbow rays according to the method in my notes. Wren had a clear idea of how to improve his spells.

Putting the book back on the shelf, he looked at the time, it was already evening.

More than 4,000 books were copied today, a lot of power was consumed, and the battery almost bottomed out in the second lap, so I decided to stop downloading and come back tomorrow.

Walking out of the Great Library, Wren prayed to the statue of the goddess before leaving.

As a few days ago, he deliberately chose a route that he had not taken, walked around the academy, and finally walked towards the gate of the academy.

A moment later, the gate was already in sight.

Just when Wren thought that he still couldn't find his target today, suddenly, a familiar figure appeared.

"This guy has finally been found!"

Wren's soul eye was always open, and at a glance, he saw the fire of faith in the other party's soul, black and red, almost coming out of the top of his head, very dazzling.

The other party looked like he had just returned from outside the academy, alone.

Wren's reaction was quick, and when he saw him from a distance, he immediately turned around and walked in the other direction, slowing down his pace to avoid encountering the other party head-on, and being sensed by the strife mark on his body.

Turning to see no one, he locked the footsteps with the sound of everything.

Soon, this fifth-level wizard entered the academy and walked unhurriedly to the interior of the academy without any abnormality.

Wren didn't turn his head to look, from beginning to end, he kept a long distance and didn't appear in the other party's field of vision.

"Is he going back to the academy's teacher's quarters?" Wren judged.

The area of Silver Star Academy is very large, teachers and students have special accommodation areas, living conditions are very good, and each teacher has his own single-family house, which is guaranteed.

Wren had already memorized the route of the academy and took a detour to the accommodation area.

At the same time, the voice of all things has been listening.

"Mr. Soffman. "There are students saying hello.

Then there was the man's response.

After a few successive journeys along the way, Wren could be sure that the other man's name was Soffman. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing the other party's name, it would be easy to do.

There are dozens of teachers in the academy in total, and the curriculum is also fixed, as long as you check it, you can know the daily trajectory of this evil god believer.

Soon after, the accommodation area arrived.

Wren didn't want to arouse suspicion, so he didn't follow up, sat down on a bench on the side of the road, pretended to be resting, and continued to track with the help of sound waves.

Soon, Sofman entered a house.

There were other people in the house, and listening to Sofman talking to these people, it was supposed to be a servant who served the wizard. The sound of Suffman's footsteps went downstairs to the upper floor, and then appeared on the balcony, where he seemed to be sitting and resting, and the sound of the teapot colliding with the cup, presumably tasting tea.

Wren listened patiently.

It was getting dark, and the crystal lights in the academy lit up.

Sofman went downstairs to eat, rested for a while, and finally entered what looked like a study, with the sound of turning the pages and the rustle of writing.

Wren sat on the bench for more than an hour, failing to hear anything useful.

Suffman barely spoke, occasionally uttering a word or two, also spells for spell casting, and was apparently studying magical knowledge. If it weren't for seeing the fire of Sofman's faith with his own eyes, and just looking at his daily life, no one would have thought that this was a cult god.

However, Wren also knows very well that if Suffman dares to lurk in the Silver Star Academy, he must have something extraordinary, and he will not easily expose his feet.

This matter is not urgent, just wait patiently for the opportunity.

Wren didn't listen any further, got up and left the academy.

When he left the academy, he called a carriage, and instead of going back to Vigo Manor, he went to the Basil Hotel, and let the carriage wait at the door, and soon after entering the hotel, he came out again with a large box wrapped in black cloth in his hand.

The carriage arrived at Vigo Manor, and Wren got out of the car with his things.

As soon as he entered, Viola greeted him.

"Wren, why did you come back so late, did you forget the time while reading in the big library?" she said to the maid beside her, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home, wearing a silk robe from home, "Let the kitchen bring the hot dinner." ”

When the maid walked away, Wren shook his head: "Don't eat dinner first, I'll show you something." ”

"Is this what you said you were giving me?"

Viola had already noticed what was in his hand, and her blue eyes suddenly lit up with anticipation.

"Yes. Wren smiled and stepped up the stairs, "Let's go upstairs and see." ”

"So mysterious," Viola grew more and more curious.

The two went upstairs into Viola's bedroom, and Wren put things on the table and smiled, "You can open it and look at it." ”

Viola immediately stepped forward and lifted the black cloth with some excitement.

However, when she saw it clearly, she couldn't help but look stunned, and then doubts appeared in her eyes.

The most striking thing that appeared in front of me was that there was a metal horn, like a blooming flower, made of copper skin, which looked a little rough. The tail of the large horn is attached to the base of a wooden box, which also has a rudimentary appearance, with a round black sheet on it, and a hand crank handle on the side of the wooden box.

As a wizard with rich discernment skills, Viola has seen many precious items, including various enchantment equipment and alchemy materials, and she can roughly recognize them even if she has not seen them.

But this thing, she couldn't see what it was, there was no trace of enchantment.

Judging from its appearance, it looks like a mechanical artifact.

Viola observed for a while, still confused, and looked at Wren with beautiful eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

Wren smiled, Viola's reaction was expected.

If she could recognize the gramophone, it would be hell!

"This is a mechanical product that I invented after researching for more than a month, and I call it a phonograph. Wren said cheekily.

"Gramophone?" Viola vaguely understood.

Wren stepped forward and grabbed the crank, shook it a few times, tightened the clockwork gear, and the phono shaft was mechanically driven, and then plucked the stylus onto the film.

Suddenly, a burst of melodious music came out of the horns.

The voice was distorted, echoing through the bedroom, but it was clear enough that Viola immediately recognized it as "Viola by the Lake".

She listened to the familiar tune and was completely stunned. 11