When the sun set again, Colin realized that a whole day had passed.

He slowly stood up, kneading his almost unconscious legs and stiff hip muscles, and waited until the numbness wore off and the hunger became more pronounced.

Although I was very hungry, my mood was extremely comfortable.

A problem that had been bothering him for a long time was finally solved.

The Magic Fountain is powered by a magic array, which is powered by the wind. This was a natural thing to do, but from the first time Colin saw the fountain, he felt an indescribable strangeness.

Roman Sagan's magic array is very simple, so simple that it doesn't look like it came from the hand of a mage at all, and even Colin, a magic apprentice who has only studied for a year, can directly analyze it.

Of course, Colin didn't really think it was easy, but he couldn't help but try to quantify it with his meagre magical knowledge, but no matter how he calculated, the energy provided by the wind was only enough for the operation of the fountain, but it was confusing to know where the energy that captured the water element in the air came from.

It's normal to have problems.

If you can figure it out all at once, then something is wrong.

So in the past few days, he has been thinking and calculating day and night, trying to figure out this problem.

In the end, the elements pay off.

Although the conclusion reached is incredible, there is no need to be surprised to think that this is a world with magic, no matter how weird things are.

After solving the problem, Colin was relaxed, but not too excited.

After all, in his opinion, the things that he took great pains to figure out were probably pediatrics for real magicians.

The intense hunger already made him feel a little cramping in his stomach, and Colin sniffled almost instinctively, and his eyes immediately turned to the food box next to him.

"This big head has a heart."

When I opened the food box, there was a stack of cut white bread and a piece of black, unrecognizable bacon.

The food in this world is simply indescribable.

Even a rich second generation like Roy eats nothing more than these things every day.

Colin took a sip of his kettle before grabbing the bacon and biting it down.

Hunger is the best spice to hide the poor food, and even if it doesn't taste good, Colin doesn't slow down until he's half-full.

"Hoo ......"

As he took a long breath, the action of chewing the bacon suddenly stopped, and Colin suddenly realized a problem.

Why am I so serious?!

Why did you study for days without sleep or food for a dispensable problem?

At the end of the day, Colin thinks that his so-called doubts are more like a schoolboy who has just learned addition and subtraction within ten, and encounters a multiplication problem and finds that neither side of the equation can be true.

Although he finally figured out the problem with intelligence and research, in the eyes of others, it was meaningless.

In his critical previous life, he was never a studious person, and the original Colin was only forced to make a living to be more diligent than the gang of bastards around him, and he was by no means a chosen son.

The next moment.

He thought of a possibility.

Maybe that's the ability you carry when you travel over?

A strong desire for knowledge and concentration can also be counted as a manifestation of outstanding talent?

If you look at it this way, his tireless work in the past few days seems to make sense.

Thinking that his golden finger had finally started to work, Colin suddenly became excited, and even the bacon in his hand became fragrant.

Soon, however, he realized a serious problem.

"Oops, Jennifer has completely forgotten what she told me!"

When he opened the materials that Roy had brought over, he found something even more troublesome.

"It's over, the paper is running out!"

While it doesn't have to be paper to calculate magic patterns, the reason why Principus spends a lot of money to provide "high-quality" paper is because he eventually needs to recycle these calculations.

On the one hand, I don't want anyone to take advantage of the opportunity, and on the other hand, if the result is wrong, I can follow the calculation process to find out the reason.

But now Colin has used all the blank paper to calculate the problem about the Magic Fountain, which is said to be not only ridiculously expensive, but also priceless, without connections and channels, and money cannot buy it.

There was no choice but to let Roy cheekily go to Jennifer and ask for more.

……

Three days later.

"Colin, please don't think Mr. Principus is stingy, but it takes fifty sheets of paper to check and optimize under the framework, which is indeed a bit unreasonable, and I am also curious, how big are you writing?"

In the end, Jennifer gave more than twenty more pieces of paper, together with the last one, a full fifty, which, according to Roy, was worth nearly 1 gold lang, enough for half a year's expenses for a family that was not considered poor.

If it weren't for the fact that the paper used for the calculation was not included in the cost of the magic windmill, Principus would not have dared to spend it if he had the money.

Colin knew that he was wrong, and in Jennifer's euphemistic expression of dissatisfaction, he apologized:

"I'm sorry, Jennifer, I accidentally lost some of my manuscript."

He didn't dare to take out the first twenty or so calculation manuscripts.

Let you count the windmill, but you waste paper to play with the fountain, and you can't make Party A's father angry to death?

Jennifer hesitated for a moment, then said, "Fortunately, you finished it a day earlier than expected, as long as the final result is not wrong, I believe that Mr. Principis will not care about this." ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, I promise."

After solving the problem of the fountain, Colin did not dare to delay, and began to calculate the task assigned by Jennifer non-stop, but after reading the design plan that he thought was good, it was rough and full of loopholes in his eyes at this time.

It can be used, but it's like a problem that can be solved with three lines of code, but you have to go around and do a tirade to hundreds of pages, and the effect is exactly the same.

Because of the waste of a lot of paper, the guilty Colin worked day and night to conscientiously overturn the original design plan, rebuild the framework, improve the calculation, and finally write carefully and meticulously, trying to write the calculation process that originally required 40 pages of paper into 25 pages.

After receiving Colin's assurance, Jennifer didn't say anything more, compared to the matter of Printhias's apprenticeship, a few pieces of paper were insignificant.

"By the way, after the magic windmill is completed, the dean, His Excellency Donald Garr, will help review it first, and then all of us involved in the construction will need to be present, Colin, you can make preparations."

"No problem." Colin nodded.

"And you, Roy." Jennifer looked at the big head with a smile: "I also put you on the list, remember to wear a decent dress when the time comes." ”

After saying that, he took the manuscript given by Colin and floated away.

"Was she impressed by my sincerity? He also deliberately took care of me. Roy smiled on his face.

Colin patted him on the shoulder: "Do you know what it means to be on the list?" ”

"What?"

"This means that it is possible to be questioned by the Dean on the day of the audit, His Excellency Donald Gaar." Colin said in a sympathetic tone.

Roy was stunned.