Chapter 722: Lanqi's Road to Imperial Fame

Professor Landry was just as he said.

The first class after he took over did not have any substantial teaching content, but more of an introduction to the changes in this course in the future.

"This class will not last for two hours, and it can end today about an hour earlier."

Lanqi turned his head to look at the window. The formulas and symbols he wrote on the glass window were like a sundial, which allowed him to roughly see the time.

"Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, from 2 to 5 pm, I will be in Office 812 on the 8th floor of the Spert Building in the Great Monastery. I can accept any conversations from school personnel. If you want to find me to answer questions, please make an appointment in advance."

He stood in the middle of the podium with his back to the blackboard.

Dozens of eyes stared at him in unison.

It is obvious that his simple display of his hands and his highly inflammatory speech have captured the hearts of many students.

However, some students still seem to be not affected too much. Wherever Talia borrowed Lanqi's eyes to see, the students who sat lazily or listened straight were all talented young people.

Their energetic faces were full of pride, as if they were sure of winning, because each of them was the best among the elites and the "prodigy" of the magic engineering world in the southern continent.

Whether or not Lanqi's words convinced them, at least they were full of curiosity and desire to explore this professor.

Even a competitive spirit.

That proved that Lanqi succeeded.

Talia was a little confused.

She remembered that Lanqi should not have this ability in Ikrit Academy before.

Since this kid came back from the northern continent, it feels that he has more and more strange skills, as if someone has adjusted him, and he is no longer the disciple she knows well.

Maybe it's an illusion, Lanqi has no luck with women at all, and it's impossible for him to change into the shape of someone else.

Talia thought about it and was relieved.

Just like what she taught Miss Zhuzhu, getting along with boys and eating first is a guarantee of winning.

"Everyone, you are very lucky to come to Saint Clement's Abbey and study magic engineering with the best people. When I look at you, it's as if I see my past self."

Lanqi spoke slowly, his voice echoing in the spacious auditorium-like classroom,

"For scholars, the greatest temptation is not fame and fortune, but being content with the status quo. Magic engineering is a profound and unfathomable field. Finding any unsolved problem can make you worry-free for the rest of your life. However, blindly studying the achievements of predecessors will not make you a master. To achieve the realm of being handed down from generation to generation, you must have the courage and foresight to surpass your predecessors."

He paused and swept his eyes across the faces of the students of the Abbey Empire.

As he thought, today's class will be almost over after another encouragement to the students.

The principles written in the demon magic texts on the wall are enough for these students to stay and study for a long time. Each student has different areas of expertise and understanding speed, so students need time to digest and absorb.

As for those proud students who were not easy to deal with quickly for the time being, there was no rush to convince them, because Lanqi knew that he had a lot of work to do in the Krelian Empire, and work would continue to come to him, and teaching was only one of them.

Lanqi let the students think about his previous words and put away the books on the desk.

"Professor Landry."

A student on the noble side raised his hand.

"Please speak."

Lanqi politely extended his hand, palm up, indicating that the student could ask questions.

"Thank you."

The blue-eyed and purple-haired noble girl smiled, with a boyish air.

"First of all, I may offend you, but my true feeling is that the big pie you painted at this moment can make some students full of expectations for you. After all, as long as the assessment period of this month is successfully passed, no matter whether this project is successful at the end of the semester, you will be officially hired by the Saint Krelian Monastery, and no one can guarantee the rights and interests of our students."

She said to the professor on the podium.

The other students in the classroom began to look at her.

Even though most of the students here are seniors, most of them have heard of Ursula, the griffin daughter of Marquis Roland.

She has never been quiet in school. Whether it is students who want to provoke her or teachers who are targeted by her, they will become extremely troublesome.

"This long-term teaching plan can be arranged by you, so that we can gradually see your strength, but it can also be a sophisticated deception to cover up your flashy teaching level. If you really have such ability, why haven't you been noticed by the imperial military?"

Griffin daughter Ursula spread her hands and raised her most fundamental question,

"In my opinion, every word you say is very convincing, but your performance is more like a politician than a magic engineer, a politician who is good at bewitching and inciting people, trying to drive us."

After her voice fell, the students in the classroom showed hesitation again.

They were not surprised by what Ursula said, because she was straightforward and that was her style, and she was not afraid of offending any professor in the Saint Cremon Monastery.

The problem is that her doubts are not unreasonable.

The principle on the glass, none of the students present here can easily prove its actual value.

And whether it can really be transformed into a magical engineering creation that can be successfully used.

When Professor Landry bombarded the magic card, he observed that it could split into several smaller broken magic bodies and release a large amount of energy. Although Professor Landry has not yet explained this theoretically, his experiment And measurement is not difficult, because the failure to make magic devices and magic cards is often accompanied by a large or small energy burst.

The key lies in the latter principle described in the wall text, the theory of magic card chain reaction, that is, the fission event of a magic card can trigger a chain reaction. Each fission will release more magic bodies, and these magic bodies will Can cause more magic cards to fission.

Although Professor Landry only proposed a basic principle of human beings stealing fire from gods.

But it is too crazy, the theory has limitations, and no one can guarantee success.

Its value is either inestimable or zero.

"Professor, have you ever considered that if you open a door to the 'hidden world' at this moment and we are witnessing history, how can you ensure that you will not be targeted by the extremist forces within the empire or hide from you?" An assassination attempt by an Allied spy?"

"Teacher, do you have any "certain" results so far, except for this kind of "uncertain" topic?"

More and more questions are being raised.

The more the students thought about Ursula's words, the more they felt that her words were very practical and awakened them.

If you think about it carefully, if this new professor is a famous academic giant, then his words may be convincing and full of admiration for the time being, but the problem is that he has almost no achievements before, so it is more like a castle in the air that is too obsessed with his own theory. .

"Ursula...!"

Landry's sister Elsa bit her lip and looked at Ursula on the right side of the classroom, wondering what to do with Ursula.

My brother's first class was about to end smoothly, but if Ursula disrupted it like this, it might lead to unpleasant troubles next.

Elsa believes that her brother definitely has outstanding talents, but it also takes time to achieve his goals step by step.

Once he falls into Ursula's rhythm of first questioning and then believing, he will also face increasing resistance when he engages in scientific research while full of doubts.

"..."

Ursula, who was being stared at by Elsa, was not only unapologetic, but also blew her a kiss frivolously with her index and middle fingers, as if to tell Elsa that she was deliberately torturing Professor Landry.

"!"

Elsa suddenly felt that she could not communicate with Ursula, so she turned her head and stopped looking at this woman.

I don't know now whether my brother is thinking about how to solve the problem, or whether he simply feels that the classroom is a little restless and is planning to wait for them to calm down before he speaks.

All that is certain is that Professor Landry still looks calm.

Not only the students on the aristocratic side of the classroom, but also the geniuses on the civilian side had to agree with Ursula.

For some students, it is too early to tell whether Professor Landry's rhetoric is the arrogance of a newcomer or whether it is true.

After all, his true level has not yet been tested, and they have doubts in their hearts.

"What level is your brother?"

Just when Elsa was worried about her brother, a young boy in the row in front of her turned around and asked.

This young man seems to be the center of the civilian students, or is admired by the surrounding students. He has thick brown curly hair, an upright face with handsome lines, and a pair of dark blue eyes under his slender eyebrows. Colorful eyes.

He was dressed simply and neatly. He seemed to be less interested in showing off, preferring to focus on his inner self. He only wore an ordinary white shirt and casual pants, looking like a gentle scholar.

"Senior Nathaniel..."

Elsa was in a daze, not expecting the magic craftsman to suddenly ask her.

As the most favored student of the St. Creation Monastery by the professors, Nathaniel is also a talented alchemist who is considered to be very likely to win the Grant Award, the highest honor in magic engineering in the Creation Empire in the next ten years. He has become Now the youngest royal magic craftsman in the empire, he can graduate from St. Clare's Monastery at any time, or he can continue his studies and serve as a tutor part-time.

It can also be said that he is the most advanced student in this classroom.

After Nathaniel asked, more civilian students around looked at Elsa.

"I haven't seen him in many years, and I don't know."

Elsa pouted and shook her head, saying,

"But my brother is really awesome."

she added.

Elsa is now also very curious about her brother's level, and she just looks forward to chatting with him after class.

She has missed her brother so much for so many years, and feels that he is both strange and familiar at the same time.

So she extremely hoped that this class could end smoothly.

"You said he is very powerful, then he should indeed have some abilities."

After Nathaniel finished speaking to Elsa, he looked at the podium again.

When he is thinking intently, he frowns slightly and presses his lips into a straight line.

Although Nathaniel felt that the professor's right approach was to ignore Ursula, or use his subtle words to deal with it.

But Nathaniel instead wanted to see Landry show off something more.

Unlike the fiery Ursula, they will sincerely hate flashy teachers, and accordingly, they will maintain the politeness they should have on the surface.

"..."

Thalia watched everything silently in Lanqi's spiritual world.

She felt that Lanqi's hypnosis and incitement sometimes didn't work.

For example, in the flower capital Pariel, Countess Christina of the Baptiste family was immune to Lanqi. Some people didn't know what characteristics they had, and it was difficult for Lanqi to easily arouse their desires.

As long as there was a sober individual, the whole group could be awakened.

Lanqi now wanted to prove that his theory was correct, but he had no idea where to start.

The Empire might still be preparing to study the process from 0 to 1, but Lanqi actually had the finished product of 10 in his hand. The problem was that his progress was too high and he couldn't take it out.

He was not even the so-called fission, but a more powerful fusion. The problem was that he couldn't take out something like [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] casually, because the obsidian-like God Age special effects would expose his identity as the holder of the seal slate.

In any case, it was too much for Landry Wassington, a sixth-level professor from a remote area, to take out that kind of thing.

The undercurrent in the classroom began to surge.

The man at the center of the cold vortex ignored it and clapped his hands with a relaxed look.

"Power only occurs in the shadows. This is the rule of the political game. What we are discussing now is obviously still in the field of magic engineering."

On the podium, Teacher Landry responded to Ursula's doubt that "he is more like a politician than a magic engineer."

His words gradually made the classroom quiet.

"So you want to see more knowledge that any student in the classroom can master and use as long as they are willing to work hard?"

He asked.

As a new professor in the college, he felt that some students in the audience had unshakable doubts about his remarks just now.

"Of course."

Many students answered.

Others followed suit and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

For the first time, Professor Landry's words completely ignited their curiosity.

Ursula's "no matter whether it is true or false, question it first" rhetoric is essentially a rogue question. After learning this skill, she became extremely good at it. Many professors in the school now know how to avoid it.

Although Professor Landry didn't need to fall into the trap of self-proof at this moment, if he had real strength, that would be another matter.

"Then I will teach you something easy to understand, I hope it will be helpful to you."

Professor Landry looked around the large classroom.

As he spoke, he walked to the far left of the whiteboard, gently picked up a paint pen, and slowly wrote on the whiteboard.

At first.

It was just some basic concepts and axioms.

But it soon evolved into a complicated deduction process.

Symbols and spells flowed and derived on the whiteboard one after another, and Professor Landry's familiar figure was immersed in it as if no one was around.

"Isn't this the original text and interpretation of the Book of Genesis?"

"He seems to be writing the "Seal and Imprisonment Chapter" and the "Flame and Wrath Chapter" in the demon language."

There was still a lot of noise from the audience, and no one could tell what the professor's purpose was.

This time they could understand it easily.

You know, the interpretation of Genesis is only a level 1 and 2 course. Students who can sit here have already learned the content of the thirty-three chapters.

"He doesn't think he can fool us with such basic things, right?"

"Over the years, the interpretation of Genesis has already reached a thorough level of help for magic engineering, except for the divine arts that have not yet been cracked."

Elsa listened to these voices and gradually lowered her head, becoming embarrassed.

Even she could understand what her brother was writing, which meant that what her brother wrote this time was too basic and could not convince these magic craftsmen of the Saint Cremon Monastery.

"Wait."

"This interpretation..."

But as the deduction became more intense, the scene gradually became quiet, leaving only the rustling sound of the paint pen rubbing quickly.

Everyone looked at the increasingly dense text on the whiteboard, unconsciously sat up straight, and showed a puzzled look.

When Professor Landry wrote the epoch-making ending symbol in the last line.

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone stared at the documents in astonishment.

Then someone exclaimed.

For a moment, the classroom was in chaos, and students were arguing endlessly.

"Why do I feel like I have a sudden inspiration?"

"Especially for the [Fire] and [Seal] attributes."

"I don't understand, what is this? What do you understand, teach me."

Pointing and shaking the people around them, praising or slandering, but no one could explain the mystery.

In an instant, the entire convention of the seal attribute and the fire attribute seemed to be broken and reshaped.

The more they read, the more they felt something was wrong.

The interpretation written by the professor was easy to understand, but also extremely profound, as if the two original stone tablets were dissected and placed in front of them!

Even Ursula's initial disdainful expression began to disappear.

Compared with the students whose eyes were already attracted by the whiteboard, her surprised and confused eyes were more focused on this Elsa's brother.

"Professor, have you seen [Original Slate-Fire] and [Original Slate-Seal]..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Although some students murmured, they also knew that jokes were just jokes after all.

[Original Slate-Fire] is a slate that the current magic craftsman will never see in his lifetime.

There is only one reason, and that is its current owner.

Going to Bishop Ivanos of Destruction to ask for a slate is like going to the King of Hell to make a vow of brotherhood.

[Original Slate - Seal] is a slate that people from the southern continent have no chance to see.

Only a madman would plan to see the slate of Asksan in the northern continent.

"..."

Talia was a little speechless.

No one really doubted that this guy had two slates.

After all, it is better to believe that Loren will be resurrected than to believe that this professor has the original slate.

As a co-researcher of Ranchi, Talia knew better than anyone that Ranchi only wrote part of the magic engineering secrets contained in the two slates [Original Slate - Seal] and [Original Slate - Fire] into his interpretation of these two chapters of "Genesis", so it seems that it has nothing to do with the original slate.

This almost allowed the students to have a preliminary understanding of the fur of [Original Slate - Seal] and [Original Slate - Fire]. Of course, it was broken down into easier to understand parts after Ranchi and Da Ai's interpretation.

Accordingly, today's class is no longer the first class of an ordinary professor.

It is an academic conference. Tomorrow, the entire imperial academic community may focus on him, Landry Wasington.

Countless bigwigs in the empire may come to him next.

No...

Talia suddenly felt a little unstoppable.

How can this kid really move up step by step in the empire? !

"I hope it helps you."

Professor Landry seemed to have expected such a reaction.

He picked up the book on the desk again, and his voice awakened the students who were staring at the whiteboard behind him, and pulled their thirsty eyes back from the text to him.

"Each of you may shine in the next few years and become a leader in a certain field of magic engineering in the Krein Empire."

He turned sideways and knocked hard on the shiny whiteboard behind the podium.

"I don't want to teach you some useless paper knowledge. If you can't turn it into your actual skills after learning it, it will just be a waste of both parties' time. So this process will also be quite difficult. You may have to make up your mind to survive and survive in a desperate situation!"

These words were powerful, as if they were going to pass on their lifelong skills to this group of students.

The students were stunned at first.

Then their blood boiled, and their eyes were filled with fighting spirit and excitement.

Compared to using avoidance to solve the self-proving trap, dispelling doubts directly is the most trustworthy way.

And this professor did it.

Apart from what the professor wrote on the window before, the gift given to them by the professor at this moment is enough for them to occupy this classroom for a whole day today.

They may be witnessing history!

Next, no matter other teachers or students, don't even think about using this classroom today. The words on the whiteboard must not be erased.

Ursula seemed unusually calm. She stared at the new professor intently, thinking carefully about something.

Gradually, the corners of her tightly pursed mouth rose slightly.

"Your brother is interesting, Elsa."

She murmured silently.

In addition to her, at this moment, there were many young people in the empire who seemed to be born as the protagonist in the classroom. They all began to change their views on the new mysterious professor to varying degrees.

No matter which genius face attracted much attention, they all became different in their thoughts.

"Before this battle, Saint Cremon Monastery was the end of the academic world in the southern continent, because of Owen Grant, Leonard Wilson, Mira Talinsky and other famous magic engineers in the empire, Saint Cremon Monastery has never been shaken in the past four hundred years, and you may be the next magic engineer who will continue to push Saint Cremon Monastery to glory-"

Lanqi put on a gray coat, walked on the podium, raised his hands and waved his arms to put on his clothes, like a performer who finished a passionate performance,

"The world is turning rapidly, and your time has come."

After saying this, the classroom was silent for dozens of seconds.

Suddenly, warm applause broke out.

Both the students of the aristocracy and the students of the people could not help but stand up and look at the professor to pay tribute.

"Long live Cremon!"

"The imperial magic engineering will live forever!"

"The next one to contribute to the empire is me, for sure."

The applause and cheers lasted for a long time.

The students cheered and followed the professor's departing figure with fanatical eyes.