Hiding in the shadow of the parasol, Zhai Yong was still a little bored by the hot and dry wind that blew on his face as if it had taken away all the moisture, as well as the sand and dust it brought. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Today he is on duty, and the registration point of the Academy of Magic is fixed, and the time is also fixed - 24 hours a day.

Of course, because someone needs to be on duty all day, there is no way that someone will sit here 24 hours a day and wait for students who are not sure if there are any. It's not that this school is not famous, as the first and only academy in the continent to teach magic, the School of Magic can be said to be a household name within a certain range.

After all, this is an academy that specializes in cultivating archmages, how can it not be famous. However, due to the high admission requirements and the location, few people apply here. And it's already the middle of summer, when it's really hot, and those who are confident in themselves and can be sure that they will be able to be admitted have already come to apply at the beginning of spring, and some people who are not very confident in themselves will choose to apply at the end of winter.

The Academy of Magic is held every two years, the first year is a comprehensive assessment of the students' character, talents, etc., and the second year is a cramming education for the basics, knowledge and methods of magic.

There are pros and cons to this kind of education, and it is likely to ignore some colleges that are not gifted but have a unique vision or creativity, but it is also more in line with the original intention of the establishment of the Academy of Magic. When the Academy of Magic was founded, the slogan was "Every student who graduates from this school can become an archmage as long as they live." ”

A hundred years have passed, and more than 50 students of the current Academy of Magic have passed, and those who have walked out of this academy have ended up being famous archmages as long as they do not die halfway, and they have spent their lives studying magic, and many of them have stayed in the Academy of Magic to teach.

There was once a saying in the Academy of Magic: "If an archmage can't teach you how to rub fireballs, then come a hundred." ”

From this sentence, it can be seen that the magic academy is full of confidence, second, it can be seen that the teachers are strong, and third, some forces and individuals who have some ideas about the magic academy have collected their claws.

Hundreds of archmages, that is a force that even the three major empires dare not provoke easily.

But now Zhai Yong was still lying on the table like a dead dog, sticking out his tongue and panting. He was wearing a short coat, which was already wet with sweat, and some of the wind-blown sand and gravel stuck to the sweat, making him look dirty.

Next to him lay an empty kettle, in which there was no more water. It hadn't rained for more than half a month, and even a few passing clouds had drifted straight through the sky as if they were rushing home, without looking back.

As a mage, even breathing felt unusually heavy under this strange weather of sunburning.

There was a chair beside him, but there was no one on it, and of course there was someone sitting there in the morning. The daily staff on duty at the registration point of the Academy of Magic is two people. Each batch was on duty for twelve hours, from eight in the morning to eight in the evening.

Perhaps in line with the principle of not getting tired of working with men and women, the teacher on duty with Zhai Yong was a sweet-looking female teacher who was not very old, but this morning, he used the reason of urinating to leave Zhai Yong alone in this place, and he would go to the dormitory to cool down.

But even if the female teacher didn't find a way to slip away by herself, Zhai Yong would let her leave first, not to mention that the girl was not good for her skin if she basked in the sun for too long, and the female teacher who partnered with Zhai Yong was his fiancée.

Although there is a parasol to block the scorching sun, as a mage who lacks exercise on weekdays, the weather still makes Zhai Yong uncomfortable, and lying on the table has a feeling that he is about to drive west.

It was too hot.

To be honest, in fact, there is only one person on duty at the student registration office, and most of the time there is no need for anyone on duty. Because except for the early spring and late winter, basically no one will sign up, although there is a person who comes to sign up in the morning, and it happens to be a genius of the light system. But since someone came to sign up in the morning, there shouldn't be anyone to sign up all day today.

But there must be someone on duty at the registration point, that's the rule. Although many times even if one person leaves, they will turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it, but at least one person needs to be left behind.

Otherwise, if someone from the law enforcement team finds out, they will be fined.

Strange to say, meditation is not allowed on duty here, but you can sleep, as long as you don't meditate, even if you sleep soundly, it's fine, but as soon as you fall into a meditative state, then you will be quickly discovered by the law enforcement team and announced a fine.

No one knows why the law enforcement team arrives in a timely and accurate manner every time, as if they have been waiting for the officer on duty to start meditating and then running out to arrest someone and then fine.

At first, Zhai Yong also secretly meditated when he was on duty, but after a month's living expenses were put in, he didn't meditate on duty anymore.

Meditation is a state that transcends the level of deep sleep, but it can easily wake up a person who is deeply meditating, but a person who is forcibly awakened from a state of meditation will become manic and irritable, just like the low air pressure after being woken up from sleep in the morning.

And sleeping, naturally, is sleeping.

Although every student admitted to their own hands is equivalent to an additional subsidy, few are willing to voluntarily take on the job. First of all, most of the people who choose to stay in the academy are the kind of people who have no attachment to the world and devote themselves to the truth wholeheartedly. This kind of person has time, instead of meditating, strengthening spiritual power, accumulating magic power, researching and deducing spell formulas, but instead comes here to enjoy the dry wind in the big sun, takes away the moisture from his face, and pastes a layer of dirt on his face, no matter how he thinks, it is impossible.

Every graduate of the Academy of Magic will eventually reach the level of an archmage as long as he does not die halfway, but in fact, the archmage is not an exact level, but an honorific title, as long as he reaches the level of being able to use forbidden spells, even if he can release forbidden spells by sacrificing all his own sacrifices, he is enough to be called an archmage.

Of course, it is not only a mage who has released a forbidden spell that can be called an archmage, after years of research and categorization, the mage association finally classifies mages who have reached a certain level of spiritual power as archmages. When the spiritual power reaches a certain level, even if there is no magic power, if a mage is willing to sacrifice everything he has, sacrifice his soul and body, he can still resonate with the magical elements in the world, and then release the forbidden spell.

Of course, this requires strong mental power and mind control. Without enough control, even the most powerful mental power will eventually be consumed before the forbidden spell is completed, and then swallowed and assimilated by the furious elements.

And for every academy that successfully graduates to have the value of becoming an archmage, it is a terrifying dropout rate that is completely different from the graduation rate. There was a time when the number of applicants at the college was in the five figures, but the number of graduates was less than double digits.

This terrifying elimination rate is actually the main and only reason why every graduate of the Academy of Magic can become an archmage.

As the only and first academy on the continent to teach magic, the birth of the Academy of Magic can be said to be an unprecedented challenge, until then all magic, whether basic or advanced mysteries, was in the hands of those families, countries and some organizations.

Ordinary people who want to learn magic must find a mage who will be an apprentice at a young age, and will not become a trainee mage until they are older, after which it will take a certain amount of time to accumulate knowledge. In this case, there will be no systematic education, and most of the old masters will continue to teach their apprentices in the same way that their own teachers taught them when they were apprentices.

This method cannot be applied to everyone, and whether or not to teach depends on the old mage's feelings about you as a person, if the old mage is a little dissatisfied with an apprentice, and even deliberately teaches some detours, or is a wrong idea itself, the final result is to develop in a good direction and completely let the apprentice stop here for the rest of his life, and it is even likely that there will be no bones left in an experiment.

And even if the old mage didn't have the idea of harming his students, his mantle would only be passed on to one person in the end, and that person was very likely to be the old mage's parent, at least someone who was close to his own son.

Many times, a disciple of a mage is even closer than his own son.

As an innovative magic academy, it adopts systematic education, of course, as an academy that mainly cultivates high-end technical talents, that is, archmages, in fact, the magic academy mainly teaches and cultivates students with an attitude of preferring shortage to abundance. This is also the origin of that terrible dropout rate.

Zhai Yong was lying on the table, already completely hot as a dog, with his mouth open and his tongue sticking out, his vision had begun to blur, and he was hallucinating. He felt like he saw a small black dot on the dark yellow horizon in the distance, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, Zhai Yong's mind was already a little blurry, and he didn't react for a while what the small black dot in the distance was that was getting bigger and bigger, and by the time he reacted, the black dot had become so large that it was clearly visible.

Although the physical fitness of the mage is not as good as that of a warrior, as long as he is not blind, he will not be blind to the person who is already standing in front of him, and even blocks the dry and stuffy wind blowing from afar.

Lin put her head under the shadow of the parasol to block the scorching sun, and frowned slightly while observing Zhai Yong, who had fallen on the table and was almost air-dried, without leaving a trace.