Chapter 162

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Chapter 162

"Anyway, you can do it! Before graduating, you must give me a stack of autographs. When you become famous, I’ll sell them all!"

Sylas couldn’t help but cry and laugh, "But you don’t need money."

"It’s different! I dream of selling idol autographs! Hey, I have Xerath’s autograph, do you want to buy it?"

"Oh, it’s not necessary… I have a lot at home too. But how did you get one?"

"Xerath wrote a letter to my dad, and I secretly kept it."

It’s not strange, Xerath keeps in touch with many wizards.

"You really don’t want it? Don’t you like her a lot? If you like her so much, don’t you want her autograph…"

"Really, really not needed… Ah, ah, right, I’ve had a question while reading these past few days. Since the Portal can accurately locate a place, why hasn’t anyone thought about just opening a door and assassinating the Pope to become famous?" She was referring to the coordinates mentioned in the book about the Hall of Audience, which had the coordinates as the "origin," represented by [ΔιΔιΔ].

"Of course there is! It’s an ancient example. You probably haven’t reached the part about calculating positional pressure yet. That Chapter will teach you how to calculate positional pressure. For example, if the distance from point A to point B is 300 miles, plugging it into the formula will give you a significant positional pressure. To counteract the positional pressure, you need to set up a runestone at point B that can counteract it. This is very important and is the Portal. It’s difficult for human power alone to break through the positional pressure from point A to point B."

"If positional pressure is related to distance, then there must always be a distance that can be overcome, right?"

"However, the positional pressure that can be overcome by human power is very small. It will be explained later. For example, the distance I bring Swis from outside the dormitory. Students of our age. Perhaps space mages with the strength of an archmage can, but the Hall of Audience is heavily guarded, and the Pope is not in the Hall of Audience."

"It seems like everyone is on guard against assassination."

"Of course they are."

The makeup exams arrived as scheduled, just as Sylas had envisioned. The questions were all taken from the test question bank. Sylas finished early and handed in her paper, then arrived first at the activity room.

It was quiet here, with no living beings except for the petrified turtle sunbathing and Spider Shirley crouching in the corner. She gently put the petrified turtle back under the table and noticed an open book on the desk. Someone must have been here.

Who could it be? She tried to deduce from the content of the book, but it seemed to be a very old book. The edges of the pages were yellowed, the cover was even torn and worn, and the footnotes showed signs of wear and weathering. The publication date even indicated it was from the Year 512 of the Guild.

Forty years ago book!

This book is approximately two hundred pages long and is a collection of papers from a certain conference. The conference seems to discuss the future of researching witchcraft. In the introduction, it mentions "…we should refine and preserve, using existing spell theories to study witchcraft and incorporating it into modern spell systems…" "…we have reason to believe that witchcraft and modern spellcraft share common structures, which is the basis for our study of witchcraft…"

This sentence made Sylas very interested, as it aligned with her beliefs. Xerath also often taught her this: behind completely different appearances, there are often simple common patterns. This very simple pattern is what she imagines as "theory of unity."

She couldn’t help but flip through to see who the authors were. Oh my goodness, Emerson’s name was prominently listed. The introduction was also written by him. He must have been a young student back then, right?

The first paper was also written by Emerson, probably studying how as a witchcraft, the incantations of hypnosis and Tower Rock interacted with each other. The incantations weren’t written in ancient Saiti language or Gustavian language, but rather a language that sounded very ancient.

She didn’t have Tower Rock, but this incantation seemed to work. A large amount of magical pressure overflowed from her fingertips, and a golden glow suddenly illuminated the entire room.

Shirley squeaked.

"Oh hey there, cutie," Mrs. Slote suddenly appeared at the door and greeted Sylas, "Did you see the book I left for you on the table?"

"Ah," she raised the book in her hand, "Is it for me?"

The book is called "The Second Kruluaung Association Forum Compilation of Essays." No wonder I can’t find it in the index by its title, and there’s no mention of it on the index cards either.

"Yes, didn’t you say you needed it?"

"Wow, how did you find something like this?"

Slote said, "I used to work as a cleaner in the library."

"Oh, but how long can I borrow it for? I remember my library card has a maximum borrowing period of one month…"

"I borrowed it for a whole semester, you know, because I’m a faculty member." She said this with a lot of pride. Faculty members have higher privileges with their library cards compared to students. If a book is borrowed by a student, a faculty member has the authority to recall the book from the student. For some reason, the school’s support staff still have the same borrowing privileges as the professors, which is really helpful.

"Really? That’s amazing!" Having a guidebook is definitely better than blindly stumbling around, Sylas quickly came up with a plan and wrote it down in her little notebook that she always carries with her.

By the time Caroline arrived, Sylas had finished today’s homework and completed her study plan.

When Caroline arrived, she plopped down, exhausted as if all her energy had been drained, possibly from the mat that Miss Slote brought. She didn’t say a word and fell asleep, looking as if she was dead.

Then Luna arrived, but Swis didn’t know what she was doing and took a long time to come.

As soon as he opened the door, he held up his school bag and said, "Ladies, look what I got!"

Sylas reached out and wrote a few words, and then a tornado whisked him inside, closing the door behind him.

"Ahhhhhhh…" Bang! Swis crashed into Leunen, and the water lord’s body rippled, but it didn’t stop him from placing Swis and his school bag neatly on the table.

"Tell me, what is it?"

"Of course, of course they’re all good things. Just don’t scare me like that again! It’s too frightening… Silver powder, mithril powder, Tower Rock powder, Tower Rock fragments, Sunstone, transparent glue drops, beeswax, mandrake powder, cinnamon powder, dragon’s tears, myrrh, frankincense, amber, spermaceti powder…" He coughed twice. "Of course, they’re not too much."

Caroline held onto him anxiously and whispered, "Where did you get those? You didn’t cheat or steal, did you?"

"Don’t worry, my methods are completely legitimate. I applied for these as a potion master."

"So many???!!" She picked up the bottles, each with a different color.

He happily said, "In one semester, you can apply for the unused portion of the previous semester. And if you accidentally burn the herbs, you can get the spare parts."

"So many?"

Swis nodded firmly and said, "The loophole is right here. Once you accidentally explode it, you can obtain a replacement certificate and then get anything you want. Isn’t it great? This is all my share for this year! Leave me a little bit."

"Okay, okay, I will help you buy the missing parts," Sylas replied, then continued, "We should get a cabinet and categorize these things…"

Mrs. Slote said, "No problem, there is a cabinet upstairs in the attic, but Earth Child is not allowed to go up… Oh, Mr. Swis, it’s you!"

"What, me? What do I do?"

"Come up and move the cabinet!" Swis was pulled and dragged from his seat by her, and walked up the stairs made of burning spider hairs to the attic.

No one seemed to have plans to go up to the attic. The first time they came here, there was a room full of dust and a giant spider that left everyone with a deep and unforgettable shock. Who knows what terrifying things could be hidden so well in the attic? Swis trembled with both feet, closed his eyes, and stepped into the narrow entrance of the attic.

After a while, they carried down a dusty gray cabinet, made entirely of wood. There were old labels on it, with the names of various herbs, some even had dividers, and some labels had been stained with ink, but still readable. They must be very old, and the wood was also old and blackened, but still sturdy. When Mrs. Slote went downstairs, she held the cabinet high above her head, seemingly not heavy at all, but from Swis’s painful expression, it seemed otherwise.

Now they can finally use Earth Child, they fell out of a space crack and landed on the floor with a clatter. Then, according to Sylas’s wish, they placed the cabinet in a shaded and well-ventilated spot.

"Then we’ll need a workbench, followed by Sunstone and lights… Let’s talk about it tomorrow," said Sylas casually, with a long list of plans in her mind. "Now, I’m going to do the first experiment. Swis, I heard you’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, is that right?"

"Uh, yeah. What’s up? Are you going to perform hypnosis?"

Sylas was willing to bet that when he mentioned hypnosis, he was referring to the talent Sauran had shown in class, not the kind she was about to perform.

But she nodded and dropped a Tower Rock the size of a fingertip from her sleeve. Before it could fall, a transparent thread of water promptly caught the rock. Sylas swung the Tower Rock in front of him and smiled, saying, "Now, watch it."

"Huh?"

"Relax and think about our world history class."

"Huh? I’m supposed to think?"

"You’re picturing a warm afternoon, with the sunlight making the indoor temperature very comfortable. Sauran’s monotonous voice becomes the loudest noise in the background…"

"What am I thinking about?"

"Let you… ‘feel sleepy’."

Swis fell asleep on the table.

"Wow!" The girls covered their mouths in disbelief, looking astonished at Sylas.

Luna asked, "Little fairy, what did you just do? Is this really hypnosis?"

Sylas smiled and asked, "Do you want some too?"

Caroline pushed her brother and said incredulously, "Oh my goodness, he’s really sound asleep."

Sylas smiled proudly.