Surprised me into a goddess of light

As the deputy director of the Institute for Advanced Study (the chief director is Dean Xavier), Leonard is also a master of spiritual magic and is very sensitive to mental fluctuations.

Da Vinci nodded and said, "Sorry, professor, I have encountered some problems."

Leonard put another cup of coffee on his desk, pulled out his chair and sat down.

He sipped his coffee and said casually, "It's so rare that you can be stumped by a question. I guess... Is it Carmen's question for you?"

Guessed by the other party's words, Da Vinci smiled wryly: "That's right, it's Teacher Carmen."

Carmen is the president of the Astronomical Society of the Astronomical Tower, one of the two academicians of Apocalypse, and a fourth-level prophet.

Leonard smiled and said, "The old guy likes to ask some weird questions, how about it, are you going to solve it soon?"

Da Fenqi shook his head and sighed: "No, it's still far away from the answer. In fact, I don't have any ideas right now."

Hearing what Da Vinci said, Leonard became a little interested: "It seems that this question is difficult, do you want me to help?"

Daphne Chess thought for a second, then refused: "Thank you Professor, I don't need it for now, I want to try again."

"OK then."

Leonard continued to drink his coffee. He was full of confidence in Da Vinci Chess. In his eyes, there was no Da Vinci Chess that could not solve all the known problems in the wizarding world.

Even President Carmen can only stump this guy for a while, and these problems will also bring greater progress to Daphne Chess.

What a rare genius in the magic field, Leonard thought, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

A young man in a teacher's uniform walks in, holding a folder in his hand.

Leonard saw the appearance of the person coming, smiled and said: "Mr. Bo Zhi, why come to my place when you have time?"

Bo Zhi bowed and said, "Professor Leonard, I received a paper just now, and I was entrusted by Director Joshua to forward it to you."

"Oh? Papers?"

Leonard was a little surprised: "Did Joshua write it himself? I remember that he never wrote papers."

Bo Zhi said: "Probably not, I received it from a student."

"Student? You can handle it yourself. What else do you want me to do?"

As a professor second only to the director and academician in the college, Leonard has always only reviewed the contributions of other teachers and professors, and the students' contributions will naturally be handled by other people in the institute.

Otherwise, just reviewing the manuscript will kill him.

Bo Zhi shrugged his shoulders, saying that this was Joshua's account, and he was also following orders.

Leonard sighed, and said reluctantly: "Forget it, put it on my table."

Bo Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding."

After completing the work of handing over the paper, Bo Zhi didn't stay long and left the office directly.

Leonard glanced at Daphne Chess who was still thinking hard, and casually opened the file on the table.

When the thesis turned to the first page, the handwriting was beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but the author was not indicated.

This kind of pure manuscript paper is really very rare. Does the editor even think it is troublesome to print it?

Good-looking words don't mean anything, Leonard snorted, and his impression of this student has dropped a lot.

"Based on ultra-long-distance spiritual communication based on the magic power of light and fire..."

Leonard snorted slightly, and read the title again.

The spiritual field is his strong point, and ultra-long-distance communication is also a very important topic, but besides using the talent of Warcraft, or the large-scale magic coverage of spiritual mages, is there any other way to solve this problem?

"...No wonder you want to hand over this thesis to me for review, but what kind of tricks can a student do?"

"Do you really think everyone is Leonardo?"

He snorted again in disdain, but he sat up straighter. After all, he still hoped that someone could solve this problem.

Turning to the second page of the thesis, Leonard raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw a pile of neat and orderly professional terms and formulas, thinking that this student was indeed somewhat advanced.

He settled down and watched carefully.

Soon, Leonard frowned slightly, and his expression gradually became surprised.

When he turned to the calculation formula on the third page, Leonard's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then widened instantly, revealing a hint of disbelief.

He adjusted his glasses and realized that this thesis was extremely feasible. Even, the author was not expounding a theory, but describing a successful spiritual communication that had already been practiced.

"First establish a spiritual power base station, connect several nodes into a link, and then use the spiritual medium Pushkin and the highly optimized magic power circuit algorithm to form a long-distance magic power communication..."

"It seems to be really possible!"

"Spiritual Internet? Bus, ring, star topology, local and wide-area spiritual marks, so that non-spiritual magicians can complete information transmission..."

Leonard suddenly slapped the table: "That's wonderful!"

Daphne Chess was taken aback and asked, "What's the matter? Professor."

Leonard calmed down, and laughed loudly: "Telecommunication is a century-old problem, and now a solution has been found. The value of this paper is simply indescribable, and it can be published in the Magic Annual!"

His tone was a bit emotional: "It's incredible, this student's use of mental topology is almost catching up with me, an old man."

Daphne's expression was slightly moved. The Magic Yearbook is only published once a year, and almost no students can get involved. Leonard is also the number one master in the spiritual field. This evaluation is not unreasonable.

"Professor, which senior did this paper come from?"

Leonard shook his head: "The paper doesn't indicate the author, but once I pass the review, I will know it when it is published."

He glanced at Da Vinci and joked, "Leonardo, it seems that you have another strong competitor for this year's Apocalypse Muber Magic Award."

The Muber Award is the highest academic award in Valoran (equivalent to the Nobel Prize in the previous life), and the Muber Magic Award is only awarded to the person who made the greatest contribution to the field of magic that year.

Da Fenqi turned his eyes back to the manuscript paper in front of him and said, "These are not important, I just hope to explore the unknown of magic and solve more problems."

Leonard smiled: "That's right, after all, in today's world, you are the youngest winner of the Muber Award."

Chapter 110 Two

Under the leadership of Joshua, [-] assistants arranged by President Lin quickly formed a research and development team to continue the development of the functions of the magic message machine.

Due to the increase in personnel, the site seemed a little insufficient, President Lin assigned the two laboratories 7221 and 7222 next to 7223 of the Star Tower to my name, and allocated some new equipment at the same time.

The current spiritual server only has two sensors from the Starry Sky Tower and the Alchemy Academy, and it is definitely not enough to maintain the spiritual interaction between the two places within a thousand magic information machines.

In my vision, in the future, every city in Valoran will build a spiritual base station, forming a giant spiritual power network across the entire continent, and realizing the real information age.

However, this is a long-term goal. From the current point of view, it only needs to be completed in the 54 districts of Tianqi City.

At least, complete the information communication of the apocalypse colleges first.

The application for the construction of the spiritual power server was quickly approved. Under the joint promotion of Joshua and President Lin, Apocalypse College issued 2000 million credits for research and development, and [-] engineers from various departments of the School of Architecture worked in various The area outside the school district is designated to build an advanced communication research institute and a data base station.

When I first heard the news, I was still a little shocked. This is 2000 million gold coins. Even if you use it to buy scrolls, you can buy hundreds of powerful fourth-order scrolls, enough to destroy more than a dozen small cities.

Although for this project, 2000 million learning points are just the beginning, and the follow-up investment is unimaginable, but after all, it is a huge sum of money, and it is so easy to distribute it?

That afternoon, I received two more messages.

The first news is that my mental power communication paper has been reviewed and will be published in next week's Muber Journal.

The second news is that the Muber Institute and the Magic Association sent me an invitation letter, inviting me to give a 11-minute research report at the Apocalypse Magic Summit on November 20.

These two pieces of news let me understand that some people in Apocalypse Academy have realized the importance of the communication project and have given enough attention and support to it.

However, the communication project has little to do with me, and I have pushed most of the affairs to Joshua.

During this time, apart from my daily classes at the School of Magic, Potions, and Mathematics, I only need to prepare for the upcoming magic summit.

This is a top-level meeting with great influence in the magic field. Almost all holy magisters from all over the world and excellent magisters from various empires will show their faces at it.

It may be the first time in the history of the summit that a first-year magic apprentice is invited to give a report.

......

The stars and the moon are low, and the night is dark.

On the north side of the Academy of Magic, there is a European-style girls' apartment downstairs, the commercial street is brightly lit, and people are coming and going.

On the top of the 12 buildings, a slender and graceful figure is standing.

The soft moonlight poured down, illuminating half of her body, half of her lonely face, and her crisp white shirt and black boots.

It was sixteen nights.

She had just returned from the World Pavilion, finished a day of high-intensity training, and came to the top of the building for some reason.

She folded her hands on her chest, holding a short sword Thestral in her right hand, her blood-red eyes were cold, as if she was waiting for something.

Not long after, behind Shizaye, the figure of a man in black robe quietly appeared.

Shiliuye sensed the man in black robe, but didn't turn around, but said calmly, "You're here."

The man in black hummed, and lifted his hood, revealing the beautiful green curly hair. It turned out to be Vieruodis, who was wanted by Tianqi hospital two days ago.

She took two steps forward, walked to Shizaye's side, and looked at the bustling scene downstairs together.

"Sixteen nights, we have given you two months, why haven't you considered it yet?"

"Think about it."

Surprise flashed in Vieruodis' eyes, and she asked, "Then what's your answer?"

Sixteen Nights looked calm: "Your prophecy is very reasonable, but the prophecy is always just a prophecy."

Vieruodis sighed: "The archbishop is right, you really don't agree."

Hearing the word "archbishop", Izayoi's expression froze suddenly, and he clenched the Thestral tightly in his hand.

She frowned, rubbing her fingers lightly on the hilt of the sword, and said coldly: "Since the Dark God Cult needs a ghostly and dark physique so much, why didn't your archbishop come to me by yourself?"

"The archbishop has so many things to do every day, so of course he doesn't have time to look for you."

"It's because you're afraid of seeing me."

Vieruodis froze for a moment, what kind of logic is this?Is sixteen nights related to the archbishop?

She stared into Izayoi's eyes and said, "What is the identity of the archbishop, even if you have a perfect elemental physique, talking like this is too rampant."

"The identity of your archbishop has nothing to do with me."

Shiliuye said in a deep voice: "Since I have already given my answer, don't come to me again."

"Not coming to see you?"

Vieruodis chuckled lightly: "You're so confident, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

Izayoi said expressionlessly: "You can't kill me, why bother to be brave."

Vieruodis was silent for a second, the religion had indeed ordered her to die, and she must not take action against Izayoi.

She snorted coldly and said in a low tone, "In that case, I will tell the Archbishop."

The figure of Vieruodis gradually became illusory and disappeared into the night.

As the night wind blew, Shizayo lowered his eyes and slowly pulled out the Thestrals.

She caressed the blade, the black sword energy gently wrapped around her fingers and dagger, flying up and down.

Shiliuye stared quietly, his voice was very soft: "Duo, could it be you..."

"Are you really still there? Why don't you want to see me..."

Izayo stared blankly for a long time, his expression showing deep confusion.

The next moment, her fists were clenched suddenly.

The sword energy in his hand exploded into pieces of streamer, which disappeared without a trace.

Izayo put the sword back into its sheath, with a calm expression, as if everything just now was an illusion.

......

South District of Magic Academy, Night Tavern.

In the hall, the luxurious black marble floor was spotless, the crystal chandelier did not emit any light, only the tiny candle flames flickered on and off.

Bright red candle oil slowly dripped down the lampstand, and there was no smell of wine or coffee in the air, but a faint scent of blood.

The tavern at this moment is very quiet, but it is completely different from the usual tranquility.

All the differences are due to the extremely handsome girl in the middle of the hall.

Sitting next to the simple black piano, a layer of black magical radiance gathered around her, forming a strong sense of oppression.