Chapter 172 The Shadow in the Laboratory
After hearing this, the teacher in a black dress was not surprised. He casually walked to the fireplace, picked up the teapot, poured hot black tea into his cup, and returned to his seat, blowing it slightly. Holding the teacup, he took a small sip before putting down the cup.
"It's such a big name now that I don't even answer my words." The teacher said again, but it didn't look like he was really angry, but it was like a joke among friends.
"No, it's just a little tricky to explain, Berg."
"Let's talk about it, Rayleigh, I'm almost finished with my report here. There's no class tomorrow anyway, why don't you go for a drink tonight?"
The teacher holding the teacup blew on the teacup, took another sip, and then spoke slowly.
"This child is different from other people. For the noble lady of our country, I can patiently help her guide and answer questions. For this child, if I show her goodwill, she, who has low self-esteem, may regard it as a pity or pity, thereby stimulating her self-esteem."
"That's true. You are the viscount of the empire, and it is easy for this girl from Heiyan to understand that you are like that."
"Yes, on the surface, I said that I was punishing her, but this made her hold her breath and concentrate on finishing the thick courseware."
"Aren't you afraid of really frustrating her and giving up on herself?" The man in the white shirt finished writing, pushed down his glasses, and walked to the fireplace, pouring himself a pot of hot tea.
"No, those eyes are exactly the same as those of Sai Lian back then. She came from a difficult mountain, and her will is not comparable to that of a pampered child from a noble family." Reilly said firmly.
"Aren't you still there to save the game? If not, let you sing a red face and pretend to be a good person. Aren't you just so hypocritical?" Rayleigh, who was wearing a black dress, continued.
"Hahaha, is this still you? Rayleigh. I really can't see it. He was a playboy back then, why is he so kind and dedicated now." He laughed and walked over, leaning on the windowsill, looking at the old man friend, said with a smile.
"I'm still me, I still like pretty girls, look at those stupid thorns, I don't care about them?"
"I'm just talking about it now, but I know it." The teacher in the white shirt gradually calmed down.
"You've been single for so many years, but you still can't let go of Sai Lian back then, otherwise you wouldn't be a good Viscount, and come here to teach."
"Forget it, stop talking, let's go, go to the west for a drink tonight, I'll treat you."
"Okay, you can't miss a treat. I'm not as rich as you. Those guys in robes sell really expensive wine."
"Haha, didn't you look down on the group of classmates who joined the church back then? Do you regret and envy them now?"
As the sky darkened, the two middle-aged teachers closed the door of their office and walked down the mountain. Under the yellow street lights, several magic locomotives parked on the side of the road, picking up students and teachers after school.
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Tower College in the North, Eagle Beak Laboratory Building No. 407.
A bright moon floated in the sky, and the silvery-white moonlight shone on the granite outer wall, making it seem a bit cold. Most of the lights in the laboratory building were extinguished, and only a few of the laboratories were still lit with candles.
Jack, wearing an ultramarine robe belonging to the magic sequence, stood beside the test bench, carefully assembled some metal components, and constantly checked whether the inscription patterns were connected in the middle, and occasionally used magic to charge the experiment.
He was alone in the quiet laboratory, and the other students had already gone back. Fortunately, the school's laboratory would not be closed overnight, as long as he handled the scene before leaving and locked the door.
As the last screw was tightened, a silver device with a width of half a meter was completed. The main body was a horizontal cylindrical shape, and there were thin pipes and a gear transmission mechanism next to it. It looked like some kind of magic power furnace. .
After mixing the ground and matched red and black powder, he rolled it up with paper, tilted it slightly, poured it into one of the round holes carefully, and then added the blue lubricating liquid on the other side.
After that, he cleaned the table top, first raised a light blue barrier around the mechanism, and then carefully shook the joystick. As a spark flashed, a roar and explosion sounded inside the mechanism, and the entire mechanism trembled slightly. , followed by the sound of the fan blades turning inside. Hearing this sweet voice, Jack's heart also felt a burst of excitement.
It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Maybe the pressure was too strong, or the design was flawed. A strong light flashed, and then a flame exploded. Air waves, heat, and broken metal chips exploded within the barrier.
Fortunately, Jack responded quickly and urgently strengthened the barrier so that the internal explosion would not damage other instruments in the laboratory.
After a while, as the flames gradually ceased, he touched the barrier. Then the smell of burnt and metal rushed into his nose, forcing him to step back and open the window for ventilation.
The previous test device has been broken into pieces, and nearly half of the main body is broken and scattered, revealing the gears and transmission structure in it, and the silver-white metal is full of scorching black and fractures.
Still fail? Although he was a little prepared in his heart, Jack felt that his heart was empty, and he lowered his hand in a sullen mood. Seeing that what he had spent a lot of credits and savings on, was scrapped in an instant, it was still unacceptable.
He is a third-year student at the High Tower Academy. He has been repeating his grades for two years. If he cannot advance this year, I am afraid that he will have to leave Emenas at the end of the year. This is also the reason why he has been working so hard since last year, but he is not a very gifted person, nor can he be called extremely intelligent, and he has no family background.
The pulse and the like, the only one who can rely on is himself.
Maybe you just don't have the talent.
Jack found a place to sit down and stared blankly at the debris under the light. He couldn't see any expression on his face in the shadows, only a black shadow.
Why, obviously he has worked so hard.
After staying in Emenas for more than five years, he was still stuck in Sequence 5 and was not allowed to deposit. He never won any rankings in various competitions and activities.
Thinking back to the year when he first entered the school with high spirits and lofty ambitions, he only felt a burst of bitterness in his heart.
As a student of the magic sequence, he is indeed good at alchemy and machinery, but this is the world. Not only you are advancing, but the people around you are also advancing. If you cannot compete for the top, you will only be reduced to a mediocre person who no one cares about.
Jack spent no less energy and effort in various experiments and research than those at the top of the grade, even more, a lot more.
But I'm sorry, researching this kind of thing doesn't seem to be determined by hard work, maybe it depends more on luck and talent.
Exploring in the unknown dark realm, who will know whether they are in the right direction or not, often an excellent result appears, and there are countless failures beside them, and no one knows or cares about them.
I don't know when, the eyes gradually became wet, Jack curled himself in the corner, looking at the debris under the light, his vision gradually blurred.
Could it be that I can only end my studies in such a mediocre way?
I'm really unwilling to see such a wonderful world.
Those dazzling talents, I also want to stand with them, even if only once.
His hands were clenched tightly, and his voice was choked. Jack lowered his head slowly, not daring to look at the light again. In the dark night, the blue robe was also stained with a few drops of wet liquid.
Over the years, he has tried his best to improve his strength and study those obscure technologies, just to find a blooming point.
Unfortunately, this is just a fool's dream.
There was silence in the laboratory, and the only light was slowly dimmed, but the person sitting in the corner remained motionless, just sitting there quietly, watching it gradually go out.
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The lights went out.
The moonlight filtered through the curtains, smearing the interior into a dark, dark blue.
A vague figure gradually appeared in the laboratory, as if she had been standing there for a long time.