However, clicking on the person's name shows that the permission is insufficient and cannot be viewed.

Isn't this just a mini computer? What the hell is this, isn't the technology of the wizarding world completely open to mortals? Black technology is weird with this broken room.

Alman's mind was full of questions, when the little brother reminded him that someone was walking straight towards him. Al immediately pulled out his firearm and was on guard.

"First Class Apprentice, Lin. I'm Ivanni, a second-level apprentice, assigned by the head of the first floor of the research institute, to guide you to your new environment, and come out when you're ready. The girl stayed at the door, knocked lightly, and explained softly, observing the etiquette between the mages.

Al thought for a moment and opened the door.

"He's a genius, and it looks like I'm going to make a fortune. Evanni smiled at him and looked into the room.

"What hapless ghost is this room of yours, so dirty. Evini snapped her fingers, and the room lit up, revealing two invisible minions cleaning up. An activation rope emerges from Evine's mage robes and weaves it into a stool for Evenney to sit on.

"Alright, Lin, let's start our mission now, do you need me to introduce you to this place?"

Al nodded.

"It's not going to be a dumb person, genius really isn't perfect. Evanie sighed with exaggerated pity.

"Not really, Miss Ewinnie. Lin had to speak.

"Haha, teasing you. This is the Second Research Institute of the Imperial Military Department, we are now on the second floor of the Research Institute, and the guys who just came here are all staying here, in fact, it is the same as the academy outside, the library here is open to us, and we can see anything we want."

"Now, this is a communicator, which has a constant communication technique, linking the magic pool in the research institute and a piece of dragon crystal, for information exchange, so that we can communicate. ”

Iwinni shook her arm at Al, and there was a hedron plate strapped to it that was identical to Al's hand.

"Let's add a friend and let me be your first friend here," Ivanie taught Al how to add a quick way to communicate.

"The apprentices who come here are all apprentices from the three major schools recruited by the military department from all over the country, all of them are geniuses, and they are very arrogant, I will take you out later, you have to be careful."

"Three schools?" The genius is not difficult to understand, when the little brother rat was investigating, there were no mages below level five outside, including the Miss Ewini in front of him, who was a level five mage.

"There are only apprentices from the three schools of necromancy, change, and spell here, the change school is all neurotic, and the spell school is all crazy, but the most evil school of necromancy is the most popular except for not liking to talk. I'm the Necromancy, oh, what about you?"

"Sort of...... "The spells collected by Al, summoning, shadow secret methods, poison spells, and plagues are all branches of spells, and the spells he studied are the most orthodox spells, of course, they are spells of the school of spells.

However, the lively girl in front of her is not at all like the rumored cold, withdrawn, necromancer entangled in negative energy.

"Uh-oh...... Spell maniac, the smaller the more dangerous it is. Evanine smiled and looked scared, and the nervousness of Ar's first arrival in the unfamiliar environment subsided a little.

The reason why spells are crazy is because they can easily grasp the power beyond their own limit, but the cost is not so reasonable in the eyes of outsiders, and it is not a good thing for immature people to have great power, especially power that can be obtained so easily.

"Okay, I'm going to take you to sell it for a good price, come with me, or I'll make you a zombie" Ivanni made a ghost to scare Al, but she didn't look scary at all.

"Sell for a good price?" Al curiously followed Evanine out of the room.

"If you don't get grades here, you won't be able to go out for the rest of your life, and the only way to go up to the third floor is to do your own research. The three schools were divided into many small groups, each of which lacked people. Introducing you to a group is the only benefit for me as a guide, and that point is not enough for a material. ”

"Third floor, what are the points?"

"The currency of this institute will send you ten points a month, you can get points for doing tasks, you can get points for creating spells, and you can get points for writing a theory. Points can be exchanged for food, drink, beautiful women, handsome guys, materials, spells, anything, as long as this research institute can get it, you can exchange points. ”

The existence of money is the need to maintain the material system and stimulate the desires of its members to fight for it.

If you can easily get everything, then what motivation is there to pursue forward, which is also a screening rule of survival of the fittest.

The good ones are better, the ordinary ones work harder, and the rest, don't take up resources.

"As for the third floor, I haven't been up to it, but I know it's the only way out. There was yearning and regret in Ivine's tone.

Al followed Evanine to a room where the door looked small, but inside it was huge, with laboratories, bookshelves, crucibles, guinea pigs, and many other things from the novel. Seven or eight people dressed in robes were doing experiments in a serious manner.

"There's a newcomer, Dior, a second-class gem. Yverine leaned against the door and shouted inside.

"Ivine, you're asking for too much. Young Dio looked at Al and replied to Iwinny with a blank face.

"You don't lack this little thing, I'm more miserable, and I have to have pets and experiments. ”

"If you join us, I'd welcome and will support you in a way for you, but other than that, it's all your business. ”

"Thank you for declining the invitation, playing with neuropathy and others, and with you the ghost knows if it will be deceived as material. ”

Evanine took a small bag thrown by Dio and gave Alfin a kiss.

"Farewell, little mage, this is the most promising Dior who has gone up to the third floor in the past six months, I wish you all a good time."

After Iwini left, the cold Dio nodded at Al.

"Welcome to join our Oxaibe Brotherhood, I am Dio, a fifth-level apprentice of the research institute, a seventh-level necromancer, they will introduce you to you in the future, the library is there, you first read the materials we have compiled, and start experimenting with me in three days, to keep up with us as soon as possible. ”

After Dior's brief welcome, Al continued his experiments with the others, leaving Al at the door, and no one asked Al if he would like to join them.

Al stood awkwardly for a moment and walked into the library. The books in the library are all handwritten, all kinds of magic research, phenomenon research, and theoretical conjectures, with the chat content of the watch communicator, Al, who has the experience of leading students, gradually guesses what this institute wants to do.