Chapter Fifty-Eight: Nonsense Wants 404

"Students, this is your new classmate, Bronze Coin Caesar, the king's son."

In the classroom, the teacher introduced it to the people below, and sure enough, some of them were teenagers of the same age as Fugui, with a little disdain in their eyes, but when they saw the third princess on the side holding Fugui's hand affectionately, these disdain and resentment immediately dissipated without a trace, and they were very well-behaved.

"You just sit there."

Then the teacher pointed to an empty seat.

"The Royal Alchemy Academy recruits new students on January 1 every year, and now it's June, if you are half a year late, you can follow the class first, and as for the courses that are missing, you can find someone to make up for the class for you."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Copper coin, then I'll go."

"Goodbye, sister."

Sitting in the last row leaning against the window, Fugui couldn't help but feel a little emotional, I didn't expect that the second person was a human being, and he could be a student once, it felt really good.

"So, what we're going to talk about today is..."

...

"Huh? Fuck, can you still study like this? ”

Sitting in the corner, Fugui looked serious and listening to the lecture, but in fact, he was reading the thoughts of the boys and girls in this room, and people's thinking was associative, and this association was often uncontrollable.

So I thought I would not be able to keep up for the time being, or I couldn't hear it for a while, but because of the associations of these teenagers and girls, I remembered a lot of knowledge along the way, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before he could make up for the half-year course he had missed.

"Hey, you're welcome then."

...

"I see.."

A class, a full hour and a half, after the class, the teenagers and girls hula la spread out in a circle, but no one approached the copper coin, on the one hand unfamiliar, on the other hand is still not angry, just think he is a lucky guy, but this kind of anger can only be transformed into isolation.

Of course, Fugui didn't mind this, and he didn't mean to talk to these people, in the end, there would basically be no intersection between them except for classes, and even according to his current learning pace, it would be good if he could stay in this junior class for a few days.

Compared to these, he cared more about what he heard, not so much how much he learned in this lesson, but compared to Pandeli's teachings, this kind of systematic and regular teaching allowed him to understand the fundamentals of alchemy.

In short, alchemy is indeed an otherworldly version of science, but in some places it is more convenient than science, such as observation methods, such as operation methods, because of the intervention of magic energy, magic patterns, and even magic.

He himself knows that if the earth wants to study the wave-particle duality of light, or quantum collision or something, the investment can crush a small and medium-sized country.

In fact, before his death, the scientific bigwigs at the national level were also struggling with whether to build China's own collider, so that China's behemoth could be so entangled, and the investment in this can be imagined.

However, in this world, he only needs to raise his hand to do it, which is a dimensionality reduction attack on the means of manipulation and observation.

What's more, from the memories of these teenagers and girls, he has also observed many 'truths' that have been confirmed, which are no different from the scientific laws on the earth, the only difference is that there is a special existence of magic energy in this world...

In other words, just like the mother of the eldest prince who had used wave-particle duality to kill the eldest prince before, the other scientific knowledge he knew in his head might be able to be turned into his own weapon through the blessing of magic energy in this world.

"Damn, if only I had studied hard."

Thinking of this, Fugui felt a little regretful, the so-called book to use the time to hate less is like this, after all, he is a college graduate, how much can he know about the real frontier knowledge of physics?

That is, some of the more famous, out of the circle, he can know a little, or through short videos, but more, those that can really affect the knowledge of a world, maybe he hasn't even heard of it..

"Still, it's already possible."

In the end, Fugui comforted himself like this, people can't be too greedy, the knowledge he knows that has been out of the circle, if he can use it well, it is enough for him, or that sentence, he doesn't have any ambitions or pursuits, his life has reached the end in the fourth layer of the five layers of needs.

Like the plan that was still in his head, the one that almost turned him into a mille-feuille, was only met with a dangerous counterattack.

He won't take the initiative to find trouble with others, but he can't be merciful to the enemy, which is why King Caesar has already asked him for so much money, but he still has to continue to monitor those families.

The person who sits on the throne will not easily break the balance, and it is impossible to use his own hands to help the people below get rid of an opponent, on the contrary, the so-called dragon slaying technique is just the art of controlling the subordinates, which must be cut vertically, so that the ministers and nobles can be divided into several parts, and they cannot be united.

Then all this can only come by himself...

"Boss, would you like some water?"

The black girl who had been standing outside the door came over, interrupting Fugui's thoughts, and also giving his somewhat tired brain a little rest, to be honest, let him play these intrigues, the pressure is really a bit big, if it weren't for the mind reading skills, it would have collapsed a long time ago..

"No, how did you hear it?"

"Basically don't understand anything..."

The black girl shrugged her shoulders, she wasn't lying, don't look at the memories that can be shared between their clones, but memories are memories, it is not thinking, even if the halfling named Yoder shares his alchemical memories with the black girl.

In essence, the black girl is just a mobile hard drive, I can't understand it, just rote memorization, there is no meaning, otherwise, the computer is the most knowledgeable person in the world...

"It's okay, I'll make up for you when I go back later."

"Thank you, boss."

The black girl did not refuse, she was willing to stay by Fugui's side and serve him, but this did not mean that she did not pursue, she felt that if she could learn some knowledge, she might be able to provide more help to Fugui in the future.

"By the way, boss, your dormitory has come down, a single room, do you need me to clean it up for you?"

"Well, that's fine.."

After thinking about it, Fugui decided not to return to the city for the time being, all he was learning at this stage was the theoretical foundation, and he would not need the laboratory for the time being.

"Don't forget to make a floor for yourself."

Glancing at this twelve-year-old girl, the eighteen forbidden thoughts in her mind that didn't know where to go, Fugui pulled it back coldly.

"Damn, if you think about it again, this world should be 404..."