Get stronger from the type month

Chapter 3 El-Melloi Classroom
"Huh...huh..."

There was a knife-like pain in his body, which was caused by circuit overload.

There were big beads of sweat on Ai Luo's forehead, and he smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the blue light screen that appeared in front of him.

"It finally succeeded, my greatest help!"

Using consciousness to control the light screen, he is naturally very confident in what he has painstakingly researched.

The biggest function of this system is to analyze the unknown knowledge through the stored knowledge, and help Ai Luo to learn and master.

As long as he has enough knowledge, even the most profound magic can be analyzed thoroughly in just a few seconds in front of him.

Each analysis requires energy points, and the acquisition of energy points can be exchanged through magic power. With the current total amount of magic power of Ailuo, 100 energy points can be exchanged every day.

"Analysis, Solvizia's material magic."

[Explanation begins...Estimated time 10675]

"Wang Defa?"

The moment he saw this number, Ai Luo's small face instantly froze, and the emotion is not necessarily decipherable!
My own magic can change the properties and properties of matter, such as making the ground soft, making water hard, or... turning stones into gold!

But this needs to abide by a law, equivalent exchange!

Soon, he remembered an important thing. He didn't seem to have introduced knowledge reserves into the system, and now he was relying purely on calculation and analysis.

Immediately importing all the knowledge in his mind into the system, the numbers on the light screen finally changed.

[Material magic is being analyzed...Estimated time is 10342]

Seeing the similar numbers, the corners of Ai Luo's mouth twitched violently a few times, sighed, turned off the system, pulled up the quilt and got ready to sleep.

Or... let's study hard first!
……

Five months later, the El Mello classroom.

"In the world of magic, one's background determines the upper limit of each person, because magic cannot be accomplished by one generation, and parents will pass on the results of their life's training to their children, so the more generations of magic passed down, the more authoritative a family is! "

"Today's class, why I started here is because I found a paper by accident."

"Student Webber Velvet, your thesis titled The Road to Magic in the New Era is provoking public opinion in the magic world!"

"Let me be blunt. This paper is just a delusion. The excellent bloodline has already determined the upper limit of a magician."

Kenneth picked up the paper on the podium and patted it on the blackboard so that all students in the classroom could see it clearly.

In front of the desk, the frail young man seemed to have been hit hard. Hearing the laughter of the students around him, he secretly clenched his fists.

"Speaking of which, I have to mention another classmate, Ailuo Solvizia, whose magic-guided technique has been unanimously approved by the teachers."

At this moment, Kenneth turned his voice around and looked at the person sitting by the window in the back row of the classroom.

A guy that no one dares to underestimate, within five months of enrolling, he proposed several emerging theories about magic, even including the analysis of big magic formulas.

But Ai Luo didn't feel anything about it, and kept looking at the birds leaning together on the branches outside the window in a daze.

For him, these were just incidental to the analysis of material magic, and at the teacher's suggestion, Ai Luo announced all of them.

Weber also turned his head to look behind him, with longing in his eyes.

He just wanted a chance to prove his talents, but Kenneth always denied his efforts.

Soon, Kenneth's class ended just before sunset.

Weber walked in the corridor, clenched his fists, thinking about something seriously.

Bang! ! !
"it hurts!"

The oncoming staff collided head-on with Weber.

The sealed boxes were scattered all over the place, and the staff quickly rearranged them.

"Spirit Department... Sola Nazelle Sophialie, isn't this teacher Kenneth's fiancée?"

Looking at the boxes scattered in front of him, Weber thought thoughtfully.

"Young man, are you a student of the Ascension Department? This is a package from Macedonia." Seeing that Weber kept his head down and remained silent, the staff asked.

"Yes, leave it to me!"

Wei Bo hurriedly responded, hugged the box in his arms and left here quickly.

Only the stunned staff were left standing there, still struggling without knowing it.

At the same time, Ai Luo was walking back to the dormitory building with a pale guy who seemed to faint at any moment.

"Melvin, don't you think today's mashed potatoes are a bit salty? I even bit into salt crystals..."

Ai Luo complained in pain, full of helplessness towards the chef.

Although he didn't have the trembling hands of the cafeteria aunt in his previous life, this heavy salt and strong taste really made him feel speechless.

"Is there? I think the vegetable salad is a bit unpalatable. If it weren't for the clock tower not accepting the acquisition, I would have asked Mommy to buy the logistics department directly~"

Melvin spread his hands and said that every time he drank the blood tonic after eating the vegetable salad in the cafeteria, he would feel a rusty smell.

For a person who needs to drink blood tonic within five sentences, this kind of torture is driving him crazy.

"It's hard to say, but the guy who hit you today was scolded by Kenneth Horton, how do you feel?"

Ai Luo glanced at his friend who was a head taller than him, and found that the other party probably didn't have the urge to vomit blood, so he continued to chat.

"Feeling! Anyway, it's not something that makes me happy, so I didn't pay much attention~" Melvin said after coughing twice.

Regarding this, Ai Luo was also very speechless, this guy is a happy monster who doesn't appear by his side from time to time.

All in all, as long as it is something that makes this guy happy, he will be as satisfied as possible.

However, through this period of contact, Ai Luo found that he was not purely for pleasure, but rather for observing human emotions itself.

"Hey! Melvin, wait a minute!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind.

The two turned their heads and saw the wheezing and wheezing Weber running towards here, with excitement on his face.

After seeing Ai Luo, Weber was stunned for a moment, but the joy in his heart made him not care, and he directly grabbed Melvin's shoulder.

"Melvin, didn't you say that as long as it makes you happy, you will help?"

Weber said in an excited tone, his mind has been completely occupied by his grand plans.

As long as...as long as he can win this Holy Grail War, even Kenneth will not be able to underestimate himself so much!
"That's true. If there is such a thing, I can get money from my mommy immediately."

Melvin scratched his face with his index finger and said, although he was punched by the other party when he showed off his formal dress before, the friendship came so suddenly.

"Lend me a sum of money to go to Japan. When I come back, I will do a big thing to overthrow the clock tower!"

Hearing this, Ai Luo suddenly remembered, could this be the prequel to the start of the Fuyuki Holy Grail War?
If we talk about the understanding of magic, contemporary magicians are far inferior to those in the Age of Gods, and the Holy Grail War has a chance to summon heroic spirits from the Age of Gods.

Thinking of this, Ai Luo immediately said: "Student Webb, I can provide you with all kinds of help, but there is one condition, that is, take me with you!"

"Go together? What is your purpose?" Weber instantly became vigilant. If Ai Luo needed the Holy Grail, the two would only become enemies.

Have you ever seen an enemy asking for help?

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in things like the Holy Grail, I just need knowledge—more knowledge!"

(End of this chapter)