Cornflower Witch

Chapter 389 Mechanical Engineering Course
The Tethys Academy's admissions announcement for this year has not yet been released, but based on the assessment criteria of previous years, we can roughly guess some of it.

"First, there is the necessary theoretical foundation, which includes subjects such as 'mathematics,' 'precision mechanics,' 'runes,' and 'spell models.'"

In the classroom after class, Aurora compared the announcements from previous years and helped Sylvia analyze them.

"Then it requires that the nature be one of the three: 'alien, secret language, golden steam', and be of the second or third order."

"Finally, there's the on-site assessment, which mainly involves using prepared materials to create designated mechanical objects on-site." After saying that, she put down the notice sheet in her hand.

"In fact, most colleges conduct admissions assessments in a similar way, based on the balance of the 'three-phase rule,' assessing three dimensions."

"That is, the sex phase level representing 'power,' the theoretical knowledge representing 'skill,' and the on-site operation and manufacturing related to 'practice.'"

“These three are often the focus of the assessment. Then, on this basis, some slightly special requirements may be added. For example, the ‘opera school’ I come from has restrictions on vocal timbre or appearance and temperament. In other words, one must meet one of the requirements to be admitted.”

"The 'Mithril Clock School' often requires new students to have extremely fine senses. That is, they will take out an iron ruler without markings and ask you to estimate its true length by sight alone, or ask you to estimate the weight of a piece of steel or an object by sight alone, and so on."

"For the 'Mithril Clock School,' 'precision' is their pursuit, and they rely on precise and detailed standards to establish a framework of rules for the entire Mage Alliance."

After listening to Aurora's account, Hiltiya formed a preliminary impression of the school and gradually understood why the 'Mithril Clock' was the strongest faction in the Mage Alliance. Perhaps they weren't the most numerous, but everything they did had the greatest impact on the Mage Alliance. It could be said that the Mage Alliance developed because they established clear rules, gradually clarifying many chaotic and ambiguous things. This reduced friction between different schools, rationalized competition, and prevented many ordinary mages or creators from being relentlessly crushed and eroded by the major factions.

Since the 'Mithril Clock' is so powerful and essential, how did the other two major factions manage to rival it? It is said that before the rise of the 'Mithril Clock', the most powerful school in the Mage Alliance was the 'Hourglass of Origin', and although the 'Blazing Forge' was only ranked third, it was still far superior to the other factions.

After understanding the content of the assessment, Hilti began to examine the courses and knowledge she had mastered. Apart from 'precision machinery', which she had not yet studied, she had already mastered the other subjects quite well. At least at the second and third level, she no longer needed to waste a lot of energy.

In other words, the main task of this semester is to learn 'precision mechanics' and begin to become familiar with making various mechanical objects. For some reason, she thought of the scene of her internship in college in her previous life, with iron filings flying everywhere and the constant sounds of grinding and turning. It was hard to imagine that she would have to do those things with her hands covered in oil in this life.

It's like how she enjoys cooking but dislikes the feeling of oil on her hands.

It's definitely better to wear gloves.

Setting aside the thoughts that had just popped into her mind, Hilti began to review the course materials taught at the school. There were some courses on mechanics, but for the practical part, she would need to go to other schools to learn.

In the school office, Hiltia came to inquire about mechanical practice.

“Within the Asura District, there are only ten schools that can teach mechanical courses and have lathe laboratories. This is because most colleges do not directly assess mechanical practice, and there are not many students who study it. Many students learn it supplementarily after they go to the college,” the teacher explained to Silti.

"This is the address of School No. 106. There is a lathe lab there where you can actually operate it and make some little things you like."

“I can give you a certificate so you can go to the lab 1-2 days a week to practice what you’ve learned. But you’ll have to pay extra each time you go, so you’d better have the money ready. Oh, I almost forgot, you shouldn’t be short of money, haha.” The teacher wrote down the address for Hilti, then took out a special card from the drawer, filled in 'Hdra’s' name and information, and handed it to her.

"Thank you."

After receiving the certificate, Hilti tucked it into her handbag and left the office.

On the way, she saw the new transfer student walking by, probably on her way to the office. The two were just classmates who knew each other, not particularly close. They nodded to each other and passed by. After Hilti left, Camilla covered her mouth with her hand. Her pale red pupils narrowed slightly, and her pale face looked particularly delicate. Then she slowly squatted down.

After a while, she stood up again and rested against the wall for a while.

Slowly adjusting her breathing, Camilla turned to look at the spot where Sylvia had left.

Why would this girl instantly trigger a vampire urge in her? This is a crude instinct that only low-level vampires would have. Has her control over her body dropped to this level?

Unable to figure it out for the moment, Camilla temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​investigating further and went back to her office.

A few minutes later, Camilla stood in the office, listening to her teacher's concerned questions.

"How have you been staying lately? I heard from the doctor that you're not feeling well and need a quiet room to be alone."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm living in a very nice environment now, and I've settled in," Camilla nodded in reply, her delicate features evoking a sense of pity.

That's good.

The teacher then inquired about her studies and her performance in class before letting her leave.

After leaving the office, on her way to the classroom, two boys suddenly appeared, their expressions arrogant and their intentions malicious as they blocked Camilla's path.

"Hey Camilla, let's grab some dinner tonight. I know a good bar."

"You look so weak, you should really get some extra nutrition."

Camilla couldn't help but take two steps back, her fingers clenched, and her eyes darted around, trying to escape the two men's blockade.

Unfortunately, her body was too weak, and her reaction was easily seen through by the other party. One of them then went around and cornered her against the wall.

"What? You don't want to?" The leader revealed a fierce expression, which was somewhat frightening.

At this moment, a faint red light flickered in Camilla's eyes, and a wandering red light appeared beside her wrist. The spell she was constructing was gradually taking shape, but soon, a hand gripped her wrist like an iron clamp and pressed it against the wall. The pain and the burning sensation on her wrist instantly shattered her concentration, and the light of the nascent spell dissipated completely.

"Don't try anything funny. We're your seniors, hehe." Both of them were second-level apprentices, currently third-year students at the school, probably in their early twenties. Their physical strength and experience far surpassed many freshmen who had been in the school for less than a year.

At that moment, a cold glint flashed in Camilla's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She lowered her head and answered in a voice as soft as a whisper.

"I understand, I will go, seniors."

"Hehe, good to know. We'd be really upset if you didn't come." After saying that, the two touched Camilla's face and then disappeared at the end of the corridor.

(End of this chapter)