Chapter 200 Academy Museum

In the middle of the museum is the lecture hall of history class. The podium is a four-sided platform, and the historical holographic images related to the course are being played. The seats of the students are distributed in steps, surrounded by a circle, and students from different departments of the whole school are sitting sporadically. The teacher wandered among the rows of seats, shaking his head like an old master, talking loudly, and evenly irrigating the rows of saplings with his knowledgeable saliva.

"Ability is a special talent to develop oneself and communicate with the natural world. Long before the advent of the interstellar era, there have been records about human beings practicing abilities. The earliest documented record found so far is in 2008 before the star calendar, from At that time, Xavilar Star was still in the primitive civilization period...the impact of the scientific and technological revolution on the development of supernatural powers was huge...there were three major ups and downs in the development of supernatural disciplines in the history of human development...Everyone remember the turning point"

Mo Ye was already far away from the lecture hall at this time, but the sonorous and powerful lecture voice of the history teacher was still clearly audible, which shows that this old man's spirit is quite full!

The museum is a building similar to the ancient Roman style of the earth. The stone building has a strong sense of history. The interior space is very spacious and has four floors. The retro decoration style reveals low-key luxury everywhere, revealing that Saran The foundation and momentum of virtue.

"Master, I have already greeted the academy's defense system, as long as we don't cause damage, it won't care about us"

Xiaoqi, you just say that the invasion is successful, and you say hello, and you say it kindly.

In addition to the lecture hall on the first floor of the museum, the most noticeable thing is the portraits of people around the wall of the first floor, as well as the humanoid sculptures placed in different positions. .

Xiao Qi's narrator immediately put on his armor and went to work, "Master, these portraits and sculptures are all the past presidents of Salander Academy."

Mo Ye listened to Xiao Qi's explanation and browsed all the way. After walking around for a week, Mo Ye found that the interval between two portraits was different from other places, and the interval between them was particularly wide.

Xiao Qi quickly answered Mo Ye's doubts, "The portraits of the fourth dean and the sixth dean were originally placed in these two places. According to records, they were stolen during the war."

"Someone stole this too?" Mo Ye was puzzled, why did you steal the portraits of the two old men?

"Of course, these portraits are all made by masters of different eras, and they are also rare and valuable works of art."

Art or something, Mr. Magician decisively understands incompetence.

The layout of each exhibition hall in the museum is open, and each exhibition hall is naturally separated by large exhibits.

Many of the items on display are very interesting. Mo Ye did not rush to find the mysterious stone slab, but took a slow look at it under Xiao Qi's detailed explanation. It is necessary to rise up.

The museum's 'College History Hall' is a collection of different objects from various stages of the college's development. These exhibits allow people to have a faster and deeper understanding of the development of Salander College, through thirteen deans, from a small hut with only ten students. After going through the wars and the turbulent years, the scale of development to the present is really quite ups and downs.

In the center of the exhibition hall was a somewhat incomplete thatched cottage, which was completely covered by a transparent semicircular protective cover. Mo Ye stopped to observe.

"It is said that this is the thatched hut that was used as a teaching building when Salander Academy of Ability was founded. It has been preserved intact for future generations to admire." Xiao Qi added in a rather puzzled tone when he said this, "But after My repeated scans confirmed that this thatched cottage is definitely not an antique, it is 100% an old imitation, why should it be kept as a treasure?"

This thatched hut can be regarded as the exhibit with the highest level of anti-theft defense in the museum. If anyone dares to move it, don't worry.

It will not become a sieve, it will only be directly vaporized and returned to nature.

This is the crux of Xiaoqi's doubts. Why are fake products so strict?

Xiaoqi is an intelligent brain with human emotions and thinking ability. But after all, it is not a real human being, and Xiaoqi can't fully understand the twists and turns in the human heart, such as spiritual signs, honor symbols, etc.

The authenticity of this thatched hut is not important at all. It is just a symbolic prop that stimulates the students, teachers and students of the school to enhance their sense of pride, cohesion and collective honor. What is needed is symbolism.

Mo Ye remembered that the Magician's Guild in the Logar Continent also had such a similar old object,

The god-level staff used by the first president of the magician's guild, the omniscient staff that was damaged beyond repair, the real one was stolen by some god-level thief, and the elders of the guild knew it was fake. The fake ones have been placed and worshiped for hundreds of years, and some newly joined magicians even wiped their tears excitedly looking at the staff.

Well, Your Majesty the Magician admitted that before she knew the truth, she was quite emotional every time she saw that broken broomstick.

"It's fine if the spiritual thoughts are conveyed in place, and it doesn't matter whether it's true or false."

"Oh" I don't know if Xiaoqi understood, but after saying "oh", she didn't say a word.

Leave Mo Ye on the second floor

When I walked to an exhibition hall on the third floor, a seemingly ordinary exhibit attracted the attention of the magician. It was a dagger.

Three visiting students gathered in front of the booth,

"Senior, this dagger is very ordinary. It looks rusty and severely worn. The blade is rolled up. Why is it displayed in the exhibition hall?" How did the dagger that looked like a street stall end up in a museum?

Another person beside him said, "Student, you don't understand this. This is the self-defense dagger that Desa Jorke, the ninth dean of the college, carried with him when he was a student. It is rumored that the dean left after leaving office. The high-level civilization has never returned, and Dean Desa is a high-level saint-level powerhouse of the seventeenth level, and the dagger he used when he was young is of course a priceless treasure."

"Wow!"

Seeing the junior student exclaiming in amazement, the people on the other side agreed, "It's not just that, this dagger has an allusion. It is said that when Dean Desa was still a student of the senior department of the college, he represented the college in the inter-school league. In the final, the opponent was ruthless and made insidious tricks. At the critical moment, Dean Desa used the great power of this dagger to resolve the fatal crisis.

In the end, he defeated the shameless enemy and won glory for the academy, but after that battle, the dagger was completely useless, it is a sleeping magic weapon"

"Really? That's how it is." The eyes of the new student have changed from doubt to worship.

"Student, do you still want to know something more powerful, senior, I will take you to see it."

"I think, thank you senior"

Two seniors with wretched smiles led the little boy with a bad face and walked away.

Mo Ye could hear the conversation between the three of them clearly, but the value of this dagger was more than what they said.

The bronze-colored dagger has traces of rust in many places. It is inconspicuous where it looks ordinary. If it hadn't been for a big man, it must have been recycled by the garbage recycling station early in the morning.

But Mo Ye judged it at the first sight, it was an enchanted weapon, to be exact, it was a broken enchanted weapon.

The patterns engraved on the handle of the knife are clearly runes and arrays. At least two magics that can be triggered freely are engraved on the blade, and from the incomplete and complex lines, it can be judged that they are advanced magics, but the metal material used to make the dagger is not enough to withstand the effects of enchantment. The incoming energy was unable to exert its own power, and finally turned into a useless broken stock.

Sleeping soldier? It's okay to say this, this dagger is not irreparable, handed over to Mo Ye, adding some Mithril can bring it back to life, and adding some other high-level magic materials can more than double its power.

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