Chapter 3 College Life with a Peculiar Painting Style
The smoke is vast, and the clouds are surrounding.
Tang Rui looked at the dreamlike ocean in front of him, and his mood couldn't calm down for a long time.
He enrolled and became the first student of the Nine-Ring Tower Arcanist Academy after its closure for 10,000 years.
What was the situation of the Arcanist Academy of the Nine-Ring Tower 10,000 years ago, he didn't know.
But he knew that he would definitely not be able to get into such a talent.
But now ......
It's all tears.
It may be that the tower spirit of the Nine Rings Tower is mentally retarded.
He is the only one who enrolls in the new students, he is not the first, who is the first.
Before, he took a curious look at the talent list, and the talents recorded on it were either legendary-level arcane affinities, or children of the earth, or top-level talents such as space mist.
But in the last row of the list.
Tang Rui: Plant Planting Talent (Advanced)
What a shame.
It's cracked.
He felt like a husky mixed in with the wolves, and the painting style of the entire list was crooked.
"Master, it's time for lunch, what do you want to eat at noon?"
The metal puppet came to Tang Rui's side and asked dullly.
After he became a core student, the metal puppet became his servant.
At that time, he also asked a lot of questions curiously.
It's a pity that this is also an artificial retard, the kind that doesn't know anything about it.
"I want to eat bear's paws, do I?"
"May I ask what type of bear paw the master wants to eat, the Earth Burst Bear, the Golden-Eyed Black Bear, the Thunder War Bear, the Guardian of the Thorn Forest Holy Bear, the Guardian of the Extreme North Snow White Bear......"
The metal puppets uttered dozens of different breeds of bear-like monsters in a row.
Why don't you tell me the name of the dish?
"It doesn't matter what kind of food it is, I'm going to eat the best."
"I'm sorry, master, you don't have enough credits to buy the bear paw of the Lord of the Divine Beast's Roar War Demon Bear, and at the same time, the master's physical strength is not strong enough to bear the power radiation of the flesh and blood of the demigod-level demonic beast."
Who wants to eat demigod-level demonic beasts?
I just want to eat something good...... Eh, is this kind of demigod-level demonic beast the best?
Forget it, none of this matters, I'll eat it when I have enough credits.
"Bring me the best of the free."
"Okay, master, where would you like to eat?"
"Here it is."
"Okay."
The metal puppet took out a dining table like a trick, and quickly spread the tablecloth, and laid out the plates and utensils.
That flowing movement made Tang Rui think of two words.
Specialized!
This metal puppet is simply poisonous.
I don't know who designed it, but shouldn't metal puppets be tools of war?
Why is the one in front of him a housekeeping professional?
Five minutes later.
Tang Rui ate the bear's paw with the size of the basin, drank the free wine, and admired the vast landscape lake in front of him.
Even when he arrived at the Arcanist Academy, his life was still so boring.
The thought of waiting for him to walk through a wreath of several square kilometers and return to the castle, which covers an area of hundreds of thousands of square meters, made him feel depressed.
The dormitory assigned to him by the college is a little bigger.
It is a few kilometers to walk from the landscape lake to the garden, which is a bit tiring.
Belch!
After eating, Tang Rui had a full burp.
I have to say that the meat of Warcraft is really delicious.
The meat of the bear's paw was eaten in his stomach, and his whole body was warm, and he was a little sleepy now.
Shh
Lean back in your chair and enjoy the breeze blowing in your ears
Suddenly it feels like it's actually pretty good.
It's not that Tang Rui is big-hearted, he has been used to being independent since he was a child, plus he asked before that as long as he becomes an official arcanist, he can return to Earth at any time.
As long as you can go back, as for how to become an arcane, that's something the academy needs to consider.
"Let's go, it's time to study."
After resting for a while, Tang Rui got up and took the initiative to ask to study.
As a college student who has received more than ten years of science education, he still yearns for magic.
After twenty minutes of walking, he finally returned to the castle.
"Bring me the books I need to study."
Coming to the room, Tang Rui sat on the sofa and said to the metal puppet.
"Yes, master, please wait."
Soon, the metal puppet returned with two large chests.
The box is full of books, and each book is a tome, and if you don't take it and drop it on your foot, you can break the instep of your foot.
"Is that all? Isn't it said that arcanists have a lot to learn? If that's all there is, I'll be done in no time. ”
"Master, these are just catalogs of books."
“……”
Excuse me, farewell!
After half a ring, Tang Rui picked up the catalog and flipped through it.
The directory he was holding was called the Encyclopedia of Fundamentals of Magic.
Basic Meditation from Beginner to Master
Basic Techniques of Elemental Identification
"Encyclopedia of Types of Potions and How to Take them"
How to quickly grasp the basic theory of magic
"Detailed Explanation of the Construction of the Primary Formation of the Magic Array"
Analysis of the Meaning of Elementary Words in the Obole Language
Thirty Years of Arcanist, Fifty Years of Apprenticeship of Magic
Seeing this, Tang Rui put down the catalog in his hand.
He was sleepy.
If nothing else, the hypnotic effect is superb.
"Take these catalogs back, I'm going to rest."
"Yes, master."
Lying down on the bed, Tang Rui really went to sleep.
Originally, he was a little sleepy, and when he looked at the book catalog, he couldn't stand it.
In his sleep, he seemed to have dreamed of something happy, and some crystal water gradually flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The top of the Tower of the Nine Rings.
A black cat looked at the scene in Tang Rui's sleep, and waved its paws like spicy eyes, turning off the projection in front of him.
"Lazy, poorly talented, impatient, unmotivated, heartless...... It would be very difficult for this king to train such a person to become an arcane master. ”
This king is still a 10,800-year-old baby, but now he is shouldering the heavy responsibility of reviving the academy.
The most terrifying thing is to train such a student.
"Meow!"
The round black cat let out a helpless roar.
It doesn't look like a deterrent at all, but it's still a little cute.
"Meow...... You have chosen the people, and the prophecy is what you have left behind, and this king does not care.
Anyway, sooner or later, it will be handed over to him, so give it to him in advance, and this king will go out to play. ”
The black cat, which had rolled around the top of the tower a few times, seemed to have made up its mind, opened a portal and disappeared.