Chapter 7: Inspiration

That night, Renard had insomnia for a while, because he was feeling restless, and only for a moment because his mind was quickly calmed by the circle brought about by the sealing ritual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 So he fell asleep peacefully knowing that he should be restless, but still in a very calm state.

The next morning, Renard was woken up by an alarm clock fixed at six o'clock in the morning, a time that the children could not change. Fortunately, Renard didn't bring the reversed day and night schedule of his previous life, so he was still full of energy.

After a long absence, the procedure was basically the same as in the previous life (not because there were no conditions at home), Renard followed the guidance of the class schedule sent the previous night to a classroom on the third floor, where Durga was already waiting for them, and most of the children in the class had already sat down.

Renard basically came with the alarm clock, and if he had been earlier than him, it would have been a sign that the other kids had gotten up before the alarm went off. Reynard, who had more than 20 years of life experience in his previous life, understood at a glance what was going on. He didn't say anything, found a middle and back seat and sat down, while silently scolding in his heart: "Scheming!"

It is gratifying that Charles, Dale, and Oliver, who had a good chat with Renard yesterday, did not come so early, and they all came a little later than Renard, which made Renard feel a lot better. He originally wanted to be wise not to speak, but remembering that he and Charles were their children, his scruples disappeared, and he asked directly, "Why did they all come so early?"

Oliver still looked a little sluggish, and he said lazily: "Isn't it just that you brought the folk set over, their posture of getting up early and going to bed late when they learn spells looks good, that's it." Reynard asked, "Don't you need to be diligent to learn spells?" and Oliver said, "Depends on how you define diligence." Like those idiotsβ€”" he pointed to a group of red-eyed children in the front row who had not slept well: "-- abusing one's own diligence is of no use. The key to learning spells is to see how much you learn in the end, not how much time you spend in it. An inefficient 10-hour meditation is not as good as a high-efficiency 1-hour. ”

Charles added: "But that's not a reason for you to sleep in or not meditate. That's a quote from the fire side. Dallet seemed a little dizzy, "Do you seem to understand?" Oliver replied, "It was a bishop who told me." ”

At this time, Durga clapped his hands on the stage: "Very good, I'm glad that everyone is not late, they all arrived early." Keep it up in the future, and remember that diligence is a valuable quality. Oliver snorted softly, and Durga continued, "So, today's lesson begins. ”

Renard straightened up and began to listen attentively. Durga began to explain slowly. "As we all know, our light system is a profession that doesn't look much at talent, as long as we have even a little talent close to the light, a future as bright as the spells in our hands unfolds in front of us. And the root cause of all this is that most of our gifts come from spiritual resonance with the Lord, and if we maintain spiritual devotion to the Lord, our body and spirit will become closer and closer to the Lord, and the light will recognize us more and more......"

Renard listened for a while, and in his heart summed up Durga's tirade into one sentence: "The more devout you are to the God of Truth, the stronger your talent for light spells." When it comes to the gist of it, Durga's tirade is a bit boring. Renard's heart began to wander a little, he began to think about all kinds of things in his previous life, and began to think about his mobile phone, computer, and Internet that he could never touch again. But as soon as he remembered it, Renard felt a little like crying, so he took the initiative to contain his thoughts.

After a while, Durga's nonsense was finished and the next stage began. Durga took out a book with a beautiful cover: "I know that you have not yet been exposed to literacy courses, so now I will take you through the teachings of God." Now begin to read to me: 'Man does not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.' ’......”

Renard repeated mechanically, and began to regret entering this school a little. But he remembered that this was his only chance not to be a civilian, and he was motivated again. But he still had no interest in the so-called teachings of the God of Truth.

I have to say that Durga is a very kind and infectious person. As he read the Bible aloud paragraph by piece, everyone's expressions began to become a little reverent, and even Renard had no intention of resisting the atmosphere. In this atmosphere, he felt a peaceful force surrounding him, but it had nothing to do with him. This power slowly seeped into the bodies of the children, whose expressions became focused and religious.

Renard could feel that as this power infiltrated, some small changes occurred in the children's bodies, and the most direct reflection of these changes was that more light elements began to enter their bodies, and their talents were increasing.

After discovering this situation, Renard also wanted to make this attempt, but every time he failed, it was useless to put on a pious posture. This force seems to be able to distinguish between true piety and false piety, and Renard does not know by what standard.

It didn't take long for the class to end, and during the day, Renard began to be taught something really useful: the writing and language of the world, as well as some basic mathematics, political science, history, etc. Renard was gifted in most subjects and was able to draw inferences with ease, with one exception, which was the morning prayer class. Unfortunately, according to Renard's understanding, this one seems to be his main subject.

Every morning during the prayer class, he could feel that his classmates were becoming more and more religious, and the talent of the light system was getting higher and higher, and the most exaggerated of all, Clark Calagor was able to cast several magic spells, but his own talent was still the same.

Because of the residential campus these days, Renard simply didn't have a chance to go out and find a cemetery. And he knew very well that judging from the situation in the cemetery before, even if he sucked hundreds of souls from the cemetery, it would be impossible for him to reach Clark Karagaur's talent. It really makes sense for everyone to think of prayer as the right way to improve their talents.

A week later, Renard woke up in the morning to go to prayer class and sighed: he really wasn't religious.