My health recovery is incredibly fast.

Xia Zuo looked at their uneven double eyelids, which made them look completely sleepy. He guessed that the banquet performance last night must have been very exciting, which kept the freshmen who attended the banquet up late into the night.

"Hi, Xia Zuo."

The black-haired girl, Anru'er, sat down opposite her, carrying a tray of food. She couldn't paint in the carriage, but the faint scent of turpentine still lingered around her.

Good morning, Anru.

Xia Zuo responded with a smile, using his detection spell to check who the other party's mentor was:

"You've been assigned to the field of oil alchemy, and your mentor is Professor Zhuo Lang, right?"

Anru'er had a mouthful of blueberry jam bread in her mouth.

She covered her mouth with her hand, nodding and saying indistinctly:

"Hmm! Tim only mentioned it once when assigning mentors yesterday, and you remembered it. You have a great memory."

Xia Zuo lowered his head to drink his soup, and the corners of his mouth turned up again.

The story of the Richie brothers served as a wake-up call for him:

Not all monks are like the resident monks we met earlier, bound by worldly moral concepts.

There will always be some people who rely on their own abilities or other things to walk in the gray area and wander on the edge of breaking the law.

He had to prepare irrefutable explanations in advance for all the abnormalities in his body.

Use a logical approach to help those who discover these anomalies accept them smoothly.

Xia Zuo summarized his thoughts and concluded that there were only two abnormalities that would be apparent to the outside world:

Exceptional resilience and superior memory achieved through extensive knowledge reserves.

The blame for the resilience has been placed on the evil old man who has been dead for nearly two years.

Exceptional memory is an anomaly that needs to be concealed at the moment.

Xia Zuo's plan was simple.

He plans to subtly cultivate an image of someone who loves reading and has a good memory among those close to him, so that they can then pass that image on to others, even their respective mentors.

In this way, he can confidently use his knowledge reserves to get high scores or even full marks in future exams and tests.

Anru swallowed the food in her mouth, mixed with corn soup, completely unable to imagine that the person across the table had thought about so many things in just ten seconds.

She tilted her head slightly and asked, puzzled:

"Which subject were you assigned to? I don't seem to remember."

"Poison alchemy, my mentor is Kurov." Xia Zuo stuffed a sausage into his mouth.

At this moment, Mars came over with a tray and sat down next to Xia Zuo:

Good morning, both of you. The first day of school has begun.

He picked up the hamburger with the meat slices, but paused as he brought it to his mouth, feeling two pairs of eyes on him, especially the gaze of the black-haired girl.

His male instincts told him that staying any longer would be dangerous.

"cough."

Mars put down the bread and glanced around the restaurant:

"It seems like Xiao Moben is going to be late. I'll go tell him to hurry up."

Before leaving, he winked at Xia Zuo, his manner friendly and humorous, without the slightest air of a senior.

"Did you go to the banquet last night?" Anru took another big bite of bread.

No. I was reading in the library.

Xia Zuo slowed down his breakfast eating pace, using a soup spoon to scoop up the soup and drink it instead of gulping it down.

He looked around but didn't see the three Richie brothers, so he lowered his voice and said:

"Mars told me something that girls need to pay attention to."

Anru leaned forward and tilted her head to listen.

Xia Zuo whispered about how someone was spying on girls, and at the end of his sentence he added a word of caution:

"Be careful."

"Uh-huh!"

Anru nodded with a smile:

"Dim specifically noted this rule in our girls' castle rules and increased patrols near the dormitories."

"That's good. It seems that Tim, the castle manager, is quite responsible."

Xia Zuo mentally raised Dim's rating by one level.

Anru finished the last bite of her sandwich and asked, "What's your second class this morning?"

Xia Zuo handed over his class schedule.

“Well, the only difference is the second class on Saturday mornings.” Anru’er smiled, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Xia Zuo took in the other person's expression and felt a pang of emotion.

Restless youth, neither take the initiative nor refuse, just face it with equanimity. Leave the rest to fate.

At 6:50 a.m., the Alchemy Language Class will begin.

Xia Zuo and An Ru'er sat in the restaurant for a while longer. When they arrived at the semi-circular lecture hall, only the back seats were empty.

The two then sat down directly opposite the podium.

The academy has set up a 6-month course for alchemical linguistics.

The total teaching time exceeds 300 hours, from 7:00 AM to 9:00 AM, Monday to Saturday.

A test will be conducted after 6 months.

Once you pass the exam, you can start learning new branches of alchemy.

If you fail, you will have one chance to retake the test.

If you fail the makeup exam, you must repeat the course for 6 months before you can take the exam a third time.

I failed the retake test as well.

Then I'll just have to repeat the course with next year's freshmen. The same goes for other courses.

Xia Zuo spread out his alchemical linguistics book and casually flipped through the pages full of markings and underlines.

Carrying this book, which I had already memorized, with me was purely for show.

The book we need to read during class is a different one.

However, it is not a book about human figures.

These kinds of books are classified as extracurricular reading materials or entertainment books in universities, and are not suitable for use in the classroom.

Following the course schedule, Xia Zuo chose an ecological classic: Basic Herbalism: The Magic Herb Catalogue.

According to the examination syllabus in Appendix 1 of the course schedule, Herbalism, as a major part of the general alchemy course, has an extremely high level of difficulty, even more so than Alchemy Linguistics.

The main focus of the herbal medicine exam is on the Magic Herb Catalogue.

Xia Zuo decided to use the old method to force himself to memorize the book.

Anruer, sitting beside him, reached out and flipped through Xia Zuo's Alchemy Linguistics.

Every page from beginning to end is covered with notes, and even the whiteboard on the back cover is filled with hard-to-remember alchemical formulas.

She lowered her voice and asked, "You didn't actually teach yourself, did you?"

"Yes, I taught myself during the month I stayed at the testing station."

Anru'er's little mouth opened and closed, then she said admiringly:

"Your memory is truly... truly the best I've ever met."

Xia Zuo smiled modestly and glanced at the other person's reading progress.

She had only read up to page 700, just getting to the chapters on tense, so she must have started reading after boarding the carriage.

The more than 100 new students in the classroom are all at this pace.

They learned about the importance of the course from the senior students who were there to meet them, so they naturally studied it on their own in the train carriage beforehand.

"Oh dear... I should have known better than to spend time painting for my regular customers."

Anru tapped the book with her pen, her tone full of regret.

Xia Zuo turned his head to look at the other person's hair, clicked his tongue and chuckled:

"You should ask the upperclassmen for hair care tips. The latter part of this book is much more complicated than the first part."

The two were bickering in their seats, and the situation was similar elsewhere in the classroom, with students chatting and joking among themselves.

The continuous noise stopped abruptly when a figure walked into the classroom.

At almost the same time, the freshmen collectively turned their attention to Beatrice, the head of the college.

Her curvaceous figure could not be concealed even by a long robe and a long white shawl; in fact, it added to the unique charm of a mature woman.

As she moved, the graceful curves outlined by her robes were irresistible to many boys.

Xia Zuo scrutinized the other person's light orange hair and beautiful face, his gaze shifting from admiration to strangeness.

Mars once said that the Starry Night Kingdom was founded two hundred years ago.

That's when Starry Night Academy was established, and Beatrice was always the head of the academy.

In other words, the beautiful young woman with delicate skin in front of us is at least 220 years old, several generations older than the freshmen present.

Xia Zuo concealed the strange look in his eyes and silently released his detection spell.

..

Character name: Beatrice

Head of the Starry Night Academy, a mage of unknown social class.

Blood volume? Health?