Chapter 1230

"It's a pity that the [God of Wisdom] may not be able to communicate with the moon."

"But it finally succeeded..."

"And it also avoided embarrassment."

"It's just that Professor Kazel might be too happy."

Thinking of this, Dak didn't know why he wanted to laugh.

"Ergani."

The [God of Wisdom] stared at him with his eyes, and suddenly opened his thin lips and said his name.

"My name, did you choose it?"

...

"Yes, I chose it."

Dak said, and then leaned back and let his body slump on the back of the chair.

The [God of Wisdom] can have clear cognition at the beginning of opening his spiritual wisdom-this is expected.

Next, he no longer has the energy to test and examine it, so he can only hand it over to Professor Kazel.

Fortunately, the memory accumulated by Ergani after resurrection was not destroyed because of the regeneration of consciousness.

She still has a deep impression of Professor Kazel.

With Professor Kazel's temperament, it is naturally impossible for him to treat her badly.

Even her resurrection is also because of Professor Kazel.

In other words, Professor Kazel saved her life.

If she were a lawful good character, she would not deny Professor Kazel.

As Dak thought about it, he closed his eyes. He was too tired, even overdrawn.

The experiment started at 2:30 in the afternoon, and now more than 200 minutes have passed, and it is already 6 o'clock.

The opening ceremony has probably begun.

But he doesn't want to go anymore.

"(～o～)~zz"

[Soul of the Moon God] embraced Dak's upper body from behind, watching him close his eyes and fall asleep, gradually hearing his calls, and couldn't help but reach out his hand with pity, gently wiping the sweat on his face.

Since it met Dak, it has never seen Dak so tired.

But it felt the powerful divinity emanating from the [God of Wisdom], and knew that it was all worth it.

Recalling the past, it didn't expect that after such a short period of time, the boy had such a close connection with the real God.

And as the first "God" to have a close connection with him, it also saw hope.

Things in the world change so fast.

…

[God of Wisdom] stood up from the bed, and the rings that fixed her hands opened automatically, leaving no marks on her slender wrists.

“Snap! Snap!” The rings that fixed her feet also opened. She turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. She continued to look at Dak for a while, then raised her head and looked at [Soul of the Moon Goddess] in confusion, and finally looked at Professor Kazer, who was equivalent to her "Father of Rebirth".

“What should I call you?” she asked.

Professor Kazer breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Kazer, you can also call me professor directly.”

“Okay, Professor Kazer.” Ergani called politely, and then said, “Can you give me a copy of the relevant research materials?”

“Want to start by understanding yourself?” Professor Kazer smiled.

"Yes." Ergani nodded, pointed to the sleeping Dak, and said: "Also, can you give me a copy of his information after that?"

Professor Kazer blinked and said with relief: "I don't have that kind of thing. If you want to understand, you need to contact it yourself."

Ergani frowned slightly and said: "Is this a place to study? I need a new identity."

Professor Kazer smiled again, meaningfully: "It happens that there is an identity that is very suitable for you, but let's talk about it later. By the way, don't you want books like dictionaries?"

Ergani shook her head and said : "When I awaken myself, language and writing are no longer obstacles."

Professor Kazer suddenly realized: "That's right, after all, we have been talking for such a long time."

He asked lightly: "Are you feeling unwell? Have you gained any power related to the moon?"

Ergani shook her head and said: "No."

Professor Kazer had to say: "That's a pity."

...

Since the [God of Wisdom] has fully awakened, Professor Kazer can't do a comprehensive examination of her. He can only rely on the data changes recorded by the existing instruments to make inferences, but that is enough for the time being.

He spent some time to pack up the instruments, then summoned the magic elf, ordered it to carry Dak on its back, and left the secret passage with the [God of Wisdom] and the [Soul of the Moon Goddess].

Passing by the first floor of the castle, the opening ceremony has been held grandly, and the griffin elf transformed into Principal Arte is reciting the script on the stage.

Faintly, you can hear her reciting the name "Dak Dimon".

……

……

[Today I was too busy and only wrote 4,000 words. I will add another one at noon tomorrow to make up for it! Continue to strive for the top three of the monthly ticket list! ]

[The enemy is strong, the front line has collapsed, why don't heroes show their swords? Brothers who like to hoard monthly tickets should not wait until the end of the month! ]

[Thanks to Yanfa Zhuyan, Shana for their continued support! ]

Chapter 792

The cold wind is bleak outside the auditorium.

The auditorium is warm like spring.

The roast chicken covered with honey exudes the rich aroma of gravy and the sweetness of honey.

The bitterness of coffee and the sweetness of black tea are mixed together, just like the students' mood at this time.

After this short vacation, St. Marian College finally ushered in the opening ceremony of the new year.

The first-year students sat at the end of the long table, no longer as nervous as when they first arrived last year.

Only occasionally, you can see a few diligent and studious children quietly taking out exercise books of unknown subjects and taking time to study.

Victoria, who had been playing wildly for the entire holiday, was chewing a chicken leg dipped in ketchup with a dead pig's fearless look.

Phoenix, who was sitting at the Knight Dean's desk, looked at her with a slightly helpless expression.

Orc Prince Spike Leon was struggling with beef not far from her.

Dark elf girl Vivian Arvind and Dark's little cousin Jon sat at the long table of the Magic Academy, listening carefully to the principal's speech on the stage.

At the noble dean's desk, Anna, Angel and Joey... were all taking time to study!

Aurora glanced at them sideways, and then continued to look at the second-year area.

The seat between Diana and Rose was still empty.

"Where did Dark go?" She thought so.

As the only privileged student in the first grade who was exempted from math homework, Aurora's leeway was not something that others could understand.

…

"So, where did Dak go?"

In the second grade area, more students were thinking about this question.

Diana puffed her cheeks, and felt that the meat in her mouth was not so fragrant.

Rose also propped up her chin, looking at the stage in a trance.

Then Principal Arte on the stage finally ended the praise and commendation of the best students in the first grade last semester, and began to talk about the second grade.

Principal Arte first talked about Witt Gold. After all, Witt did win the Silver Cup, and he had no merits but also hard work - it was really hard, so it was not excessive to mention it.

But then, Principal Arte announced that the best student in the second grade last semester was still the son of the Valkyrie, the brightest star of St. Marian College in recent years - Dak Dimon!

If Dak's performance in the first grade is not worthy of the word "brightest", then his performance in the second grade has completely conquered people.

In the Golden Cup, where all grades participate, a sophomore has always maintained an undefeated record, and this is when he dared to accept the challenge of seniors!

Even Pandora Doragon, the most popular star player among students today, was far less dazzling than him in the first semester of the second grade.

During this period after Christmas, many people talked about the Golden Cup and would speculate how far Dak Dimon could go.

Based on his performance in the Golden Cup points race last season, as long as he doesn't give up next season, entering the top 16 is a sure thing.

But the real test will come after entering the top 16.

Although not all seniors will give their all in the Golden Cup, it is not easy to enter the top 16.

In the previous Golden Cups, there are many examples of being killed in the points race, but being killed after entering the top 16.

With Dak's qualifications, this situation is very likely to happen.

However, the most likely situation is that he will die directly in the single elimination of the top 16!

Students often sip tea while counting the opponents that Dak Dimon may encounter after entering the Golden Cup. Then, based on the known information, they verbally simulate the duel between the two sides, and finally ask for a smile. That afternoon passed leisurely and carefree.

At this opening ceremony, Principal Arte opened up the conversation completely, praising Dak's excellent performance in the first semester of the second grade, emphasizing that he won the Golden Orange Star at the Halloween Ball, never lost in the Golden Cup, and was humble and courteous in the Silver Cup...

As for things related to the Demon King, there would be no mention of a word!

But in this way, there is no good reason to give extra rewards.

As Principal Arte spoke, he went beyond the manuscript and talked about Dak's work as an assistant teacher in the first grade.

It was only at this time that students other than the first and second grades finally realized that Dark Dimon was also a professor while ensuring that his grades were far ahead. There were constant exclamations from the audience.

"I thought he just compiled a few math textbooks..."

"No, isn't compiling textbooks more powerful than being an assistant teacher?"

"Yes! Then why are you so surprised?"

"I saw everyone was shouting. Just cooperate, Damn, it's amazing!"

"Who the hell is it?"

"Who do you care who I am?"

Amid such conversations, the atmosphere of the opening ceremony entered a high tide.

Principal Alte finally failed to find a reason to publicly give Dark an extra reward, so he had to reward credits as usual, and then continue to praise the outstanding students in the third grade.

But in fact, the students who receive the principal's praise at the opening ceremony every year will basically remain the same, except for the first and second grades, which have changed a lot.

Although the total number of students in the front row is changing, the only one who is the best is actually difficult to change.

Such incidents as the injury to Zhongyong are quite rare in St. Marian College, which has an extremely strong academic atmosphere.

After praising the students of the six grades one by one, Principal Arte continued his speech, and as usual, he put forward prospects and expectations for the future.

According to the normal process, she could end her speech tonight after she finished her concluding remarks and give the rest of the time to the students.

But when she was about to leave the stage, the sphinx elf came slowly from the backstage with a letter in his mouth.

She stopped her steps and raised her hand to take the envelope from the elf, and then opened it in front of all the teachers and students.

——This unexpected event that had never happened in the normal process attracted the attention of the students.

The professors in the teacher's seat were all smiling, fully demonstrating the sense of superiority brought by the "information advantage".

Professor Melno was even more proud, and he almost engraved the inscription "I have made great contributions to the college, I am one of the top ten good professors" on his face.

After opening the envelope, Principal Arte also looked at the letter with a slightly weird expression.

However, she still read out the script: "It seems that at the beginning of the year, our dear Professor Lars Melno has brought us unexpected good news. I wonder if any students can guess it?"

Before she finished speaking, the audience had already whispered.

Lars Melno is a famous and experienced professor in the college. Many contents in the original arithmetic textbooks were written by him.