Chapter 258 Open Your Mouth to Eat Cake

"It should be here."

In the end, Sansa chose to follow Hellan to take a jerky and difficult programming class, and took the initiative to act as a guide.

Holding the notice in her hand, she led Helan to a classroom marked with the sign of 'Leskner's Prayer Room'.

"It's such a remote classroom, Hellan, I'll bet you a silver coin that there are definitely not many students willing to come to this class."

Sansa glanced left and right at the corridors on both sides, but didn't see any figure at all, but felt a little eerie.

"I don't think so." Hellan actually took out a silver coin from his pocket, ready to gamble with his friend.

"OK."

Sansa put her hand on the doorknob and pushed open the door of the classroom, but when she saw the interior of the 'Leskner's Prayer Room', she was completely stunned and said nothing.

Helllan silently stuffed a silver coin into Sansa's hand.

Sansa won this little game, because there was not a single student from the High School of Magic in the entire classroom...

All the people sitting in the classroom were Nolan's well-known spellcasters.

Although these spellcasters were just sitting there, the aura emanating from some spellcasters was definitely not something this girl from the Kingdom of the Holy Order could bear.

It's like two junior high school students strayed into a seminar where a group of the world's top scientists gathered. Edison and Tesla were fighting at the front table over the issue of electricity, and Sir Newton and Galileo had a cross-century talk.

At this time, the two junior high school students should choose not to join in readily, but to immediately turn around and run away, shouting 'Damn' by the way.

At this moment, Sansa was thinking about whether to turn around and run away. She felt stage fright... The main reason was that the Archbishop of the Kingdom of the Holy Order, the Desireless One, was also present. I found that the dean of teaching was behind me, as flustered as I was.

It seems that Sansa is very self-aware of her recent uncertainty in her beliefs.

Herlan was much more natural. She walked directly into the classroom and sat directly in the front row as the youngest face present.

In desperation, Sansa could only follow her friends to the front row, and sat silently beside Hellan under the watchful eyes of those spellcasters.

This scene that made Sansa feel restrained didn't last long, and soon the figure of the Chaos Demon appeared at the front of the classroom.

"He...is the lecturer?" Sansa couldn't help asking in surprise after seeing Joshua.

In Sansa's impression, the only thing that brought together so many powerful spellcasters was the lectures given by the seven sages of Nolan, but the inscription builder of the 'programming' system was obviously the Chaos Demon.

"Hmm..." Herlan was about to tell Sansa that Joshua taught her "programming" in the first place, but she saw Joshua booing her.

This action only lasted for less than a second, and Herlan comprehended it and didn't continue talking about it.

"I think everyone's visit today was invited by the man in gray." Joshua said loudly to the spellcasters sitting in the classroom.

When they saw Joshua standing on the podium, their faces were more or less as surprised as Sansa.

Because Qiao Xiu has never officially announced to anyone that he is the creator of the magic net, Nolan's proud spellcasters would rather believe that the magic net was a masterpiece built by the gray clothed man than believe that the magic net was rumored to be Created by a demon.

Therefore, most of the people present thought that the instructor of this 'programming' course should be the gray-clothed person, after all, most of them were invited by the gray-clothed person.

Qiao Xiu glanced inside the classroom. Besides the spell casters who came for the purpose of learning, Qiao Xiu also saw several businessmen and nobles in luxurious clothes.

The magic net has been popular in Nolan for so long, smart businessmen must see the business opportunities of the magic net...

Based on the above situation, Qiao Xiu does not intend to directly start talking about boring programming knowledge in the first class, but plans to draw a 'cake', and draw a big, fragrant and sweet 'cake' for everyone present , enough to make these merchants drooling and paying for the 'cake'.

"I know that you are expecting the person standing here to be the one in gray, but unfortunately... the creator of the magic net is me."

As Qiao Xiu spoke, he snapped his fingers lightly, and a large number of pale white inscriptions flashed beside Qiao Xiu.

The more inscriptions a spellcaster possesses, the higher the caster's status. After all, inscriptions are the basis for all magic...

"An inscription that has never been seen before..."

"Isn't that inscription the core of the teleportation array?"

"This sage...does he come from that city?"

"The devil world?"

The casters below began to whisper, but these whispers were interrupted by the light cough of the man in gray, and everyone's eyes focused on Qiao Xiu again.

Although Joshua's appearance looks very young, in this world appearance is the least important means of measuring a creature's age, and spellcasters have countless ways to delay the aging of their appearance.

When the curiosity of the casters was mobilized, Joshua knew it was time to start 'painting cakes'.

"Let's get straight to the point. You all came here out of curiosity about the magic net. I will briefly describe what the 'magic' of the magic net can do."

Qiao Xiu realized the interface of his magic net, and projected it infinitely enlarged on the black screen behind with the help of special inscriptions.

The above shows the interface of the caster forum, and the posts on the interface are constantly being pushed.

"You should be familiar with the Spellcaster Forum. The first thing you do when you get up every morning is to log in to the Spellcaster Forum to see what's new."

Joshua's words changed the expressions of the 'cold' casters sitting below.

It seems that these elderly spellcasters have more or less developed this habit.

"But I don't know if you have found out." Qiao Xiu didn't reveal the truth about these nearly hundred-year-old old men.

"The texts that make up the caster's forum have already reached more than 700 million words. What is the concept of 700 million...? The most famous book "How to Raise White Owls" by the man in gray can fill an entire library."

Qiao Xiu could see the joyful light in the eyes of the spellcasters below. This forum really gave these old men a place to exchange magic knowledge, and a place to store their own knowledge. The most important thing is...

"This library is something you can consult at any time. Unlike Nolan's central library, you need to spend three copper coins to take a carriage to Nolan's center every time. The Spellcaster Forum only requires you to go to Nolan's Within the range, just wave your hand slightly, and the knowledge it records will appear in front of your eyes."

After Qiao Xiu finished speaking, although the hearts of several spellcasters were moved, the merchants remained expressionless... Perhaps for these merchants, the storage and sharing of knowledge is not that important.

So... Qiao Xiu is going to draw a bigger 'pie' next.