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Chapter 107 Magic? Sorry, I only know magic! (5k5)

This was truly an unexpected disaster for Yu'an.

Although as a superpowered individual, Yu'an was indeed extremely arrogant, believing himself to be the last unparalleled genius to reach Level 5, and never doubting his abilities and computational power, considering himself superior to others—

After all, he is truly superior to others.

No matter how arrogant they are, they still have that extraordinary ability to back them up...

Therefore, when it comes to superpowers, Yuan has never been afraid of anyone's doubts.

He believed that his abilities were enough to shatter everyone's doubts, and that his abilities would earn him the respect he deserved.

But now, a problem has arisen—

This is a magic lesson!

In the realm of magic, with only three magic circuits, he was a complete greenhorn. Compared to these magic apprentices who had thousands of stable magic circuits, the gap in talent was greater than the difference between a human and a dog...

Oh, no, that's not right.

Theoretically speaking, maybe Euan's talent for magic is even worse than a dog's!

Some magicians' families keep dogs that have undergone some degree of magical modification. Whether they are alive or not is another matter, but just looking at the magic circuits running inside them, they could easily beat Euan...

Yu'an knew he only had three magic circuits and couldn't possibly achieve anything in magic, so he was always very cautious in magic class, preferring to bury his head in the sand like an ostrich rather than provoke anyone.

But what can he do when he happens to be ranked first in academic ability in the experimental class?

In times like these, he really is the perfect stepping stone for these magicians...

Thinking of this, You An felt helpless and couldn't help but grit her teeth.

'Damn it... those damn magicians, they can't afford to mess with 404 so they take it out on us. Didn't they hear this was the principal's order?'

'Go ahead and take your anger out on 404 if you dare! You speak so confidently, but isn't it just because you haven't even become a [Junior] rank magician?'

He cursed inwardly, and although his expression was somewhat unpleasant, he still looked coldly at the transfer student without backing down in the slightest.

After all, for him, surrendering without a fight was more humiliating than defeat.

In the realm of "magic," being inferior to others is not an unacceptable thing, but to admit defeat out of fear of losing is pure cowardice.

Anyway, it's not a big deal if we lose... at most we'll just embarrass ourselves in the magic.

And they can't interfere with his future in terms of superpowers!
Yu'an didn't care about his image among magicians. Looking at the transfer student's arrogant and mocking expression, he sneered:
"What are you talking about with all that high-sounding rhetoric... isn't it just because you haven't become the 'youngest son' yet?"
"Anxious?"

These words struck a nerve. Upon hearing them, the transfer student's face flushed red, and he visibly trembled with anger.
"How dare you... Don't slander others without any evidence!"

"Just the youngest son, how could I possibly be jealous? You... do you even know who I am?"
His face flushed crimson; clearly, Yu'an's casual remark had struck a nerve, causing him to abandon all pretense of respect and bluntly voice the true thoughts of these old aristocratic magicians.

A country bumpkin with no family lineage in magic, a stinking out-of-town dog without even a registered residence in Area A, dares to bare his teeth at them, the big shots of Area A?

Why!
“How could our family be held back by the assessment of the ‘last son’? You lowly commoners who can’t even use magic dare to do this…”

But before he could finish speaking, [Clear Heart], clearly sensing something was amiss, immediately interrupted him, a rare seriousness appearing on her delicate, gentle face, which resembled that of a noblewoman:
"enough!"

You can think these things in your heart, but how can you say them out loud?
This is, after all, Moen University.

Even though these executives from companies in Zone B are just emerging forces that appeared after the development of Ideal City, and are completely inferior to these old nobles who fought alongside the CEOs of the three giant corporations when the city was founded, they still have some status...

Area A and Area B are both part of Shangcheng District.

If this were in Zones C or D, it wouldn't be a big deal; a bunch of incompetent commoners wouldn't cause any trouble. But saying this at Moen University might cause trouble for her family back home, but as a teacher, she'll definitely get a serious demotion.

She didn't want to leave any bad impression on a Grand Magician...

But upon hearing [Clear Heart]'s words, the interrupted transfer student was about to say something, still seemingly unconvinced, when the teacher said again:

"Alright, stop arguing—today is about choosing a school of magic, and the class is very tight. There's no time for you to fight."

She spoke calmly, seemingly wanting to resolve the issue rationally:

"Well then... the assessment for the [youngest member] should indeed exist; we shouldn't let everyone get the certificate unconditionally."

"After choosing your school of thought and obtaining your catalyst today, I ask that everyone come forward for an assessment and strive to complete a magic trick of the [Dead Child] rank—"

"Those who achieve this will be promoted to the rank of [Junior Son], while those who fail to achieve this will not be issued this identity certificate for the time being..."

"But don't be nervous, everyone. Magic class will last a long time, and there's always a chance to become the 'last one'. Just treat it as a pop quiz."

Upon hearing this, the transfer student, who had been indignant, immediately calmed down. He swallowed the words he was about to say and silently returned to his seat.

Is it possible to take a shortcut to pass the "Last Child" assessment in this class? Is it really only necessary to unleash a "Last Child" rank magic spell once?

No need to bribe the examiners, no need to compete for connections with other old noble families with deep bloodlines... This is truly a windfall!

As long as he can be promoted to "Most Son" and benefit from this matter, he will naturally have no need to refute it.

Anyway, judging from the magic circuits of these superpowered individuals, don't expect many of them to advance to the "last place"; it won't affect the nobility of magicians at all...

After all, there are so many second-rate magicians in the association who can't even perform magic at the "Junior" rank properly and need external aids. They can't register for the regular magician promotion sequence and can only participate in various commissions as unofficial staff of the association. On the forum, they refer to themselves as "apprentices" or "masters" according to their proficiency in magic from different schools...

Even these magicians from impoverished families can manage to have around a hundred magic circuits. In terms of talent alone, they far surpass these superpowered individuals. How are these superpowered individuals supposed to learn to use a magic trick at the "Junior Child" level in just one class?

I'm afraid all we can do is mindlessly pour magic into the catalyst and hope that the most rigid magic model inside will release the magic!

At this moment, after hearing the magic teacher's solution, Ron was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but think to himself:
'That's so unfair...'

This teacher is clearly showing favoritism, unwilling to give the superpowered individuals a chance to advance to the "last place," but doesn't want to make it too obvious, so he put up this pop quiz—

But how could they possibly have the time to learn magic at the [Junior Rank]?

In a single class period, you have to choose a school of thought, then distribute the catalyst, and just like that, the time passes by...

Perhaps the class has just ended, the magic teacher has received the catalyst, and the lesson is about to begin the assessment of the "youngest disciple"—

So how should they take the exam?
He hasn't even had time to learn the first magic trick of the "last child" rank!

While theoretically, magic catalysts do indeed record many magic models, Ron, having undergone introductory magic lessons, understands that those models are ultimately just external objects, the basic models constructed within the catalyst—

For magicians, true magic is always the magic model they create based on their own personal reality. Only such magic truly belongs to them, and its intensity is higher while placing less burden on the magic circuitry.

If you were to use those basic models to unleash magic, given the strength level of everyone's magic circuits, their magic power would probably be immediately drained, making it unusable.

but……

That all happened a long time ago.

Ron watched with great interest as the magic teacher stepped down from the podium and began distributing magic catalysts one by one. He had already switched to [Embers of the Age of Gods] and activated his magical vision—

In the air, extremely faint, scattered magical light flickered, flowing into everyone's hearts and lungs with each breath...

The magical power emanating from that hollow rift is now visible everywhere, and the difficulty of casting spells will obviously be greatly reduced, just like the announcement in the Dimensional Update Manual.

So...maybe everyone can actually rely on the reduced difficulty of casting magic to truly unleash those minor magic spells at the [Last Child] level and pass the [Last Child] assessment normally...

He turned off his magical vision, switched back to his [Superpowered] status, and calmly accepted a sapphire ring from his magic teacher.

Soon, the magic teacher, having distributed the magic catalyst, stepped to the front of the class and said:
"Students, please now unplug the data cable from the catalyst and connect it to your prosthetic interface—"

"Of course, students without prosthetic interfaces can temporarily use their own brain-computer interfaces..."

Ron had done this countless times before, but this was the first time he had obtained his own magic catalyst, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional:

'This is the first time I've used something that wasn't stolen goods...'

He silently thought to himself, skillfully connecting the catalyst to the brain-computer interface, and soon saw a familiar scene—

[Magic] and [Association]. However, this time, the [Association] option is clearly grayed out, obviously because they haven't joined the [Magicians' Association], so they can't use this function at all.

"Alright, students, please click on the [Magic] option..."

The magic teacher's voice came through, and Ron clicked on the [Magic] option. He found that instead of seeing various magic models as before, he saw a dazzling array of [Schools].

"Magic encompasses everything, and its accumulated knowledge has reached an astonishing level. No one can master and integrate all schools of magic, so choosing a specialty is imperative."

"These are the magic schools that everyone will choose next."

“Of course,” she paused, then added, “the choice of a school of magic is not fixed; there are always people who are better at a particular area of ​​magic.”

"So now everyone can freely choose any school of thought that interests them to study and try. If they find the magic knowledge there to be obscure and difficult to learn, they can switch to a new school of thought."

"In learning magic, we always have a chance to start over..."

Upon hearing this, Ron, who had been hesitant and was originally preparing to carefully choose a school of magic, immediately stopped hesitating.

Since I'm currently in the beginner stage of a magic apprenticeship and can freely switch schools to try, I might as well choose the [Necromantic School] for now, and pass the [Junior Apprentice] test first...

After all, Ron was somewhat unsure about the other schools of thought, but he was truly familiar with the Necromancer school. Not to mention magic at the level of the "Descendant," he could easily perform a spell on the spot.

He chose the Necromancer school, and immediately the familiar interface appeared, recording various magic models...

This time, however, there was only one magic model on the interface. Ron clicked on it and saw that it was the most basic [Necromantic Fire]—

Apart from that, none of the other magic models were recorded. It is likely that other schools of thought are the same. Apart from one very basic magic trick of the "last son" rank, none of the other magic tricks were recorded.

'Based on the classic gameplay of Ideal City, the other magic models will probably be paid content... I wonder where I can buy them? The Magicians' Guild?'

Ron was deep in thought when the magic teacher, seeing that the vast majority of students had chosen their magic school, spoke up at the opportune moment:

"After choosing a school, you can use the magic of that school... In the catalysts distributed to everyone, each school has a magic model recorded at the [Dead Child] level. You can use it simply by clicking on it, and it can be cast normally as long as you have enough magic power."

As she spoke, without giving anyone time to prepare or learn, just as Ron had predicted, she suddenly spoke, her gaze immediately fixed on Euan:

"Yuan...why don't you give it a try?"

"You are ranked first in academic ability in the experimental class, and you are the first candidate to be assessed as the 'last one'. Naturally, you are the only one who can be chosen."

...In the end, they still didn't let me go.

Seeing the magic teacher's obviously deliberate behavior, and then looking at the undisguised mocking eyes of the magic apprentices and transfer students, Yu An took a deep breath but did not back down.

He took out a ballpoint pen, gently placed it on the table, and stroked the magic catalyst that was already connected to the prosthetic interface—

The next moment, he could feel three streams of heat surging up within his body, mixed with a little heat from the air, being drawn in like water by a pump and poured into a bottomless abyss of catalyst...

In an instant, You An's face turned pale, and she felt the three streams of heat being quickly drained, leaving her feeling weak as if she had been sucked dry.

But he gritted his teeth and managed to maintain his magical supply, while the pen on the table seemed to have been picked up out of thin air by someone, trembling as it floated up—

[Gravity School], [Last Child] Rank, "Suspension Technique"!
Although it didn't last long, falling back onto the table in just over ten seconds, Yu'an still managed to use it successfully!

Instantly, the magic teacher's gaze towards Yu'an became incredulous, and the transfer students' expressions became choked with disbelief, revealing a pained look as if they were constipated.

Why!

Three magic circuits? Three magic circuits can also support him to release magic of the [Dead Child] rank?

'What incredible luck...'

Feeling helpless, they could only blame everything on Yu'an's bad luck.

Little did anyone know that You An, who was now panting heavily and gradually calming down, seemingly incredulous that he had passed the test, was actually relieved.

'Luckily, they didn't figure out my [ability formula]...'

That's right, he cheated!

Under normal circumstances, Yu'an really wouldn't be able to successfully perform this magic trick. With his limited magical power, he simply couldn't make the ballpoint pen levitate...

But who can blame him when he's actually a rather powerful superhuman?

By secretly using the [Ability Formula] to modify the gravity intensity, reducing the force on the pen to one-fifth, and finally managing to make it float with all his might, relying on the almost ineffective "levitation technique"...

Just because Yu An can cheat using formulas doesn't mean others can do it too.

The magic teacher intentionally prevented these superpowered individuals from passing the "Last Child" rank assessment, and then deliberately selected several students with extremely low academic rankings and few magic circuits...

Without the aid of formulas and with little magic power, they were naturally unable to unleash magic at the [Dead Son] level and failed the test.

Seeing the behavior of these people, the transfer students' expressions softened and they became much more relaxed.

Yu'an also felt a subtle sense of pleasure, even thinking that it would be best if no one else passed the test, and only he passed the [Last Son] rank assessment...

"Next up... Ron!"

Upon hearing this, Yu An immediately perked up and his eyes fell on Ron.

The reason he waited so long with great interest was that he wanted to see Ron get his comeuppance!
It's important to understand that Yu'an's talent in magic is extremely poor; he only has three magic circuits and barely managed to use "Levitation" thanks to the [Ability Formula].

But Ron? He just has a magic circuit!

With only one magic circuit and no [ability formula] to cheat... it's bound to fail.

'Finally, it's here...'

Yu An felt a sense of anticipation, seeing Ron lost in thought, seemingly pondering something. Then, snapped back to reality by his teacher's words, he hesitated slightly before saying:
"I don't think I can perfectly replicate the model in the catalyst for this magic trick..."

A perfect replica? You think you can perfectly replicate it?
Those superpowered people really don't know their own limitations...

While silently grumbling to herself, the teacher's gentle smile remained unchanged as she offered a sarcastic reassurance:

"It's okay, don't feel pressured... It's okay to fail. So many students before you have failed, what do you have to worry about?"

"Then, then I'll make a fool of myself..."

Ron nodded hesitantly, then rubbed the ring on his hand—

Then, deep green flames suddenly burst forth around him.

A bone-chilling temperature, like the cold air from a freezer, emanated from the flames, casting deep green light that reflected in everyone's eyes, subtly stirring the deepest chill and fear within their hearts.

The flames burned peacefully, drawing in the surrounding magic as fuel like a vortex.

Even though his output was enough to drain a [Junior]-rank mage with thousands of magic circuits, Ron's magic power seemed bottomless, easily maintaining the flames' burning without even changing his expression.

Everyone was stunned.

At this moment, Ron leisurely waved his hand to stop the burning necromantic fire, scratched his head, and said:

"I apologize for the poor quality; I was unable to perfectly replicate the model from the Catalyst..."

I don't know, is this considered acceptable?

Pass? You actually asked if this can pass?!

Gazing at the dazzling light and fire, the teacher's lips trembled slightly as she murmured:

"This is a [Original Text] level magical reaction and performance..."

"This...this is magic!!"

(End of this chapter)