Lynn slowly opened her eyes and took in the surrounding scene.

He was now standing on an endless stretch of sand, empty except for the bright yellow gravel and the endless blue sea.

"Is this the world inside the Sea of Imaginary Numbers? It seems like...... It's nothing special......"

Lynn's words stopped the moment he looked up.

The ground is covered with light, but the sky is a little dim, but at the same time, it can set off the brilliance of the starlight.

The stars are dotted with each other, connected to each other, layered on top of each other, and then paved into a splendid galaxy. The Milky Way flows slowly above the starry sky, meandering and circling, and finally returns to its original starting point, forming a mysterious ring of stars.

"What's that?"

Lynn looked curiously at the circular galaxy.

He didn't know what it was, but an inexplicable thought suddenly welled up in his heart.

He thought, to find a way, to go up to the sky, to touch the stars.

"No way!"

At the moment when that thought appeared in his heart, Lynn immediately came to his senses and forcibly pressed down his careful thoughts.

Before formally approaching the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, teachers don't explain too much to the students, because the more they know, the more curiosity they have. For students who are just getting started, too much curiosity can do more harm than good.

Now it seems that it does make sense.

Everything in this world is attracting their body and mind.

Rubbing her face, Lynn walked to the edge of the sea in small steps, squatted down, and lightly touched the sea with one finger.

The moment the fingertips touch the seawater, the touch of the liquid spreads along the fingertips to the brain, and with it, there is a cold feeling.

This means that the sea is made of magic.

"It's amazing."

Lynn blinked, clasped her hands together in a bowl, and put them into the water again.

This time, what he gained was more than just touch and temperature.

In this seawater, there is the "knowledge" left by the predecessors.

"Shadow Slash, which can attack through shadows, is a gold-level martial art......"

Lynn whispered the message he felt from the seawater, and with his muttering, the puddle of water in his hand no longer fell from between his fingers, but gathered together, and finally condensed into a blue orb the size of a ping-pong ball, which felt soft and soft, and people couldn't help but pinch it a few more times.

"In the way I know, as long as I crush this bead now, I can understand how this martial art is learned......."

Lynn was a little moved.

This martial art seems to fit very well with the profession arranged for him by his father, and the level is not low, it is the gold level of the third order, it is challenging to learn, but it is not particularly difficult, and the first martial art used to be a beginner can be said to be just right.

However, just like seeing the star ring in the sky, his heart was still only fleeting.

Before entering the sea of imaginary numbers, almost all teachers will give them a serious instruction.

"Don't learn what you first encountered until you're sure what your choice will be, because after that, everything you see in the Sea of Imaginary Numbers may be related to what you first encountered."

After so many years of accumulation, the amount of [knowledge] in the [Sea of Imaginary Numbers] has been terrifying enough to compare the number of stars in the sky, so if a person wants to find what he wants in it, he can basically only rely on luck.

And the mechanism of [Sea of Imaginary Numbers] is very "humanized", after finding out that you have picked a certain door, it will keep pushing you this relevant knowledge, and even if you don't want it, you can only ask for it.

If Lynn could see the barrage now, he would have gotten an incredibly accurate adjective.

- Big data.

It's a pity that he has already tried it just now, and no matter how he thinks about it, he can't call out the barrage.

But it doesn't matter, because, Lynn is ready to go out.

[Sea of Imaginary Numbers] is indeed attractive, but he has a lot of time, so he doesn't need to rush for a while.

With a sigh of relief, Lynn wrote a few more words on her hand.

"Let me out!"

This time, the Sea of Imaginary Numbers did not throw him out immediately as it did to accept him, but as if it was stuck, it made his translucent body begin to disappear little by little.

And at this moment, Lynn actually felt inexplicably that he could detect the emotions generated by the sea of imaginary numbers.

"It's like...... Despise me? ”

“？？？”

.......

"Bang-"

Dean Mansfield leisurely closed the classroom door, strolled down the hallway with his cane.

"Well, this is the seventh, and there are two more, and that's it."

He walked slowly with his hands behind his back, muttering incessantly.

"I don't know how long it will take for these little guys to come out, but don't delay it for a month like last time, and lose all my leave, that's the public-funded travel I finally applied for......."

Before he could finish speaking, the smile on Mansfield's face suddenly froze.

He retracted his old leg that had been parked in the air and quickly reversed the car at the same pace.

"Bang-"

The knock on the door, which was noticeably louder than the last, echoed through the silence of the classroom, and Mansfield, on his cane, stopped in the doorway, slowly looking up at the window in the back row.

There, the young man with a calm face and excitement in his eyes was looking over this side because of the noise, and when he saw that it was the old dean, he blinked his clear eyes.

“......”

Mansfield walked up to Lynn step by step, looking left and right.

"Dean'......."

"I know you." The old dean interrupted Lynn's words, "Blazer boy, right?" ”

"Yes......."

"So." Mansfield tapped the ground with his cane and said solemnly, "Say, where do you want me to put my face?" ”

Lynn tilted her head, full of question marks.

The old dean sighed: "I just finished speaking, it is impossible for any of you to communicate successfully among you once, and the result?" ”

"I haven't even gone far before you give me a big surprise."

He pointed to the wall clock on the wall with his cane: "Look how long it has been - thirteen minutes!" ”

Speaking of which, even Lynn could hear the waves in the old dean's words.

Once successful, it is already quite outrageous, and it is over in thirteen minutes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is shocking the world.

It was only after the old dean lived a long time that he could barely hold back the thoughts in his heart, and change to a young teacher, it is estimated that he would have to catch St. Elizabeth directly for Lynn.

Shaking his head, Mansfield looked at Lynn's calm face and deep eyes, sighed in his heart, "It's really worthy of Blazer", and then patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you why you're so fast, after all, you're young, but you're also a man, and this kind of talk will hurt people's self-esteem....... Ahem, ahem. ”

Mansfield forced his words back and replaced them with an encouraging smile.

"Anyway, good job, boy."