In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 13 Who is a serious person who writes a diary?

"Student Ryan Winster, may I ask, what is the effective method of [alchemy ammunition] developed by our temple research department and fully equipped in the demon hunting organization?"

In the huge classroom, the sharp eyes of the professor with white hair and beard swept across the classroom.

He saw many cowering heads.

But in the end, he chose a "good student" who impressed him deeply.

"How Mithril Alchemy Ammunition works."

Ryan, who looked hopeless, was weak, and he stood up:
"It is a solid form of high-concentration 'Mercury' metal, mixed with engraved 'Destroy' and 'Destroy' circles [Consecrated Base Material], which is an easy-to-expand structure formed by melting, buried in the center of the warhead made of Mithril metal."

"Once activated, the primer of the ammunition will quickly push out the mithril warhead, and the high temperature during activation is enough to activate the mercury metal in the warhead, quickly turning it into a gas, and then [the consecrated base material] will also be mixed in the mercury gas among."

"The devil-slaying weapon that exists in gaseous form, the moment it comes into contact with all the filth, it is like sprinkling aqua regia on human beings, and it is extremely corrosive and lethal."

Speaking a lot of proper nouns that made people want to doze off, Ryan was bathed in the eyes of everyone around him, and he noticed countless strange thoughts.

"Very good, this proves that you have paid attention to the class."

"Sit down."

The old professor blew his beard and said, "But in my class, I still hope that you don't always look sad."

"There is a student who, unfortunately, got a C in the final exam of the subject of "Magic Power of Alchemy", so he is in a bad mood in my class."

"Guess what?"

"He also failed the "Basic Application of Alchemy" lectured by me."

The students looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

Is there any connection between the two?

"His test scores are completely qualified, and the reason for failing the subject is that his performance in class impresses me very much."

"I don't like to see people frowning at me. It makes me depressed. When I am depressed, I doubt my teaching level. When I doubt my teaching level, I get angry."

"No one can question the quality of my teaching."

The old professor turned around and began to operate the virtual image.

"Whenever I get angry, I get a low grade."

"You understand."

As soon as this remark came out, the gloom on the faces of nearly a hundred students was swept away. They were all smiles, and even nodded, sending out the signal of "I am very happy in class, and the professor's speech is awesome".

2021 2 Month 28 Day.

The sky is blue, and there are thousands of paper cranes outside the window.

"The professor of [Knowing Demons - "Theory of Necromancer Talent"] in the morning had a cerebral hemorrhage and couldn't come to class."

"The substitute teacher is a retired soldier from the Demon Hunt Agency. He arranged a physical examination for us."

"I'm not very happy, because some grades can't be entered at all."

"But fortunately, I can feel that my physical fitness has changed drastically. This is exciting news."

"I think I can also publish a book called "About My Transformation from a Pure-blooded Human to an Abyssal Race and Start a Demon Hunting Journey in Another World", which will definitely sell well."

"But before that, I have to figure out what the abyssal race is. In fact, my knowledge of this bloodline is still in the first two months after I joined the academic department."

"I don't know many races from the abyss. I may be one, and Rebecca is one. As for those so-and-so demon hunting families, their names are too long to remember."

"Speaking of bloodlines, there will be Earl Ramon's course tomorrow morning - "A Brief Cognition of Abyssal Races and Phantasmal Species". It is a biology class that helps me understand the world. I can't wait for the class to come."

"Tomorrow, will my blood test have results? I always feel that the Holy Church can't find any clues. Maybe soon, I will be recognized as a natural [Abyss Race] rather than a monster transformed from a human being."

"If that's the case, it would be great. You don't have to be exposed to the attention of the church, and you don't have to worry about being caught as a guinea pig."

"It's not that there are no other [Abyss races] in the Holy Church. There are so many freaks, there is no reason to hold me."

"Damn it!"

"The professor of "Basic Application of Alchemy" is crazy? Or do I have a grudge against him?"

"He actually asked me to answer questions in 40 minutes, a total of 6 times!"

Ryan pretended to be calm, and his hands seemed to be writing notes in a notebook, but in fact he left behind his flying "resentment".

The course of "Basic Application of Alchemy" can be called torture. The professor on the podium is eloquent and eloquent, speaking with an authentic London accent, using extremely obscure vocabulary and extremely complicated scientific principles to explain a very simple and easy-to-understand Nouns, expanded into a bunch of sentences that no one can understand.

It's called academics.

The nature of academics is very rigorous.

Ryan has admired academics since he was a child, because they lead the progress of the times, but when he really opened the book.

He is firm.

I am by no means an academic material!

"Niang Xipi!"

Under the professor's meaningful eyes, Ryan stood up again, and after answering the questions raised by the old man, he enjoyed the strange sights of the students around him. His expression was calm, but he had already started to swear in his heart.

"Deng deng deng-"

With the sound of the melodious "Fur Elise", the class that took up half the afternoon finally came to an end.

The professor sorted out the lecture notes on the podium.

He tightened his tie, his eyes jumped from the handout, passed through the heartfelt and joyful smiles, and stayed on the young face that seemed to be "surviving after a catastrophe".

"Gentlemen, this class has made me very proud of my teaching skills."

"The 14 questions I asked in class were all answered perfectly."

"Looking forward to seeing you again."

"And, my class representative - Ryan Winster."

The professor walked sharply and left the classroom quickly.

In the pair of eyes of amazement, sarcasm, or even ridicule, Ryan was in a state of "sitting meditation", completely ignoring everything around him.

He only felt sorry for his ruined student career.

"Decided."

"In the future, whenever this old man takes classes, I will apply for an apprenticeship from the demon hunting organization."

"Going to the battlefield with senior brothers and sisters to drink and eat meat is better than staying in the classroom and being called 14 times in a row!"

The Alchemy Temple encourages students to participate in apprenticeship tasks.

After all, they are all working hard towards the [Demon Hunting Organization]. Another way can also achieve excellent results.

Ryan stood up and walked out of the classroom amidst all eyes.

(End of this chapter)