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What she was staring at from a distance was a girl with blue eyes and purple hair. Her skin was so fair that it seemed transparent, and her delicate facial features were like works of art by craftsmen. She also had a boyish handsomeness, which made her unable to move away for a moment. Open your eyes.
As if noticing her gaze, the girl with green eyes and purple hair also looked towards Elsa Wassington.
"Ursula, please stop teasing my brother."
Elsa looked at the other party with some worry, and silently and anxiously told the other party through lip language.
She looked at her brother Landry on the podium again, who felt slightly strange to her but was always mysterious.
She didn't expect that the reunion of their brother and sister would be in the classroom of St. Creation's Monastery.
"What do you mean I want to punish your brother?"
The girl named Ursula looked at Elsa pretending to be angry, but her lips and teeth were a little playful, and she even narrowed her eyes.
"..."
Elsa no longer stared at the far right side of the classroom and wasted time with the real nobleman.
Ursula Rowland.
The Roland family she belongs to is one of the most noble families in the Santa Empire, and Ursula is the sister of Ryan Roland, the current Marquis and Ninth Army God. She has known Elsa since they were in high school.
She lives up to her reputation as a gryphon daughter, combining beauty and talent.
As a student at St. Creation's Monastery School of Magic who quickly became famous as soon as she entered school, Ursula was enviable no matter her prominent family background, stunning appearance or outstanding talent.
However, geniuses are often difficult to tame. Such an almost perfect girl always does these weird things. For example, at this moment, she always likes to act casually without worrying that her behavior will be disgraceful or bring shame to the family.
She always seemed to make Marquis Ryan angry, but the Marquis never paid attention to her.
Ursula Rowland was nothing more than a living bomb in the eyes of the teachers at St. Clare's Abbey. Once she found that she could not satisfy everyone, she would try to dissatisfy everyone.
And since she has a marquis brother named Ryan, the Amethyst Seat of the Ninth Army God, no one dares to retaliate against her.
When she learned that the teacher was the unknown Landry Wassington, who had just arrived, the curious smile on Ursula's face had already made others uneasy.
She and Elsa were both among the few junior students in this Level 4 course. They had known each other for a long time and were very interested in Elsa. It was not surprising that they would keep an eye on Elsa's brother.
"Goddess bless me, please share some of my merits with my brother."
Elsa lowered her head and muttered silently, and could only pray desperately for the blessing of the goddess of fate. For the sake of her always doing good deeds, brother Landry could handle Ursula well.
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Chapter 722 Lan Qi’s road to empire fame
Professor Landry is exactly what he says he is.
The first class after he took over did not have any substantial teaching content, but was more about introducing future changes to the course.
"This class will not last for two hours. Class will end about an hour early today."
Lan Qi turned his head and looked at the window. The formulas and symbols he wrote on the glass window were like a sundial, which roughly allowed him to tell the time.
"Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, from 8 to 812 p.m., I will be in office on the th floor of the Great Convent's Specter Building. I am available for any conversations with school personnel. If you want to answer questions from me, please make an appointment in advance."
He stood in the center of the podium with his back to the blackboard.
Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at him.
Obviously, his simple display of hands and his inflammatory speech had captured the hearts of many students.
However, there are still some students who seem not to be affected too much. Wherever Thalia borrows Lanci's eyes, the students who sit lazily or listen upright are all talented young people.
Their energetic faces were full of arrogance, as if they were sure of victory, because each of them was the best among the elites and the "proud one of heaven" in the magical engineering community of the Southern Continent.
Regardless of whether Lan Qi's words convinced them or not, they at least made them full of curiosity about this professor and a desire to explore.
Even competitive.
That proves that Lan Qi succeeded.
Thalia was confused.
She remembered that Lan Qi probably didn't have this ability at Icerite College before.
Ever since this kid came back from the Northern Continent, it felt like he had more and more strange skills. It was as if someone had tuned him up, and he was no longer her familiar disciple.
Maybe it's an illusion, Lan Qi has no affinity with women at all, and it's impossible to change into someone else's shape.
Thalia thought about it and felt relieved.
Just like what she taught Miss Zhu Zhu, get along with boys and give priority to eating, which is Bao Yingdi.
"Everyone, you are very lucky to come to St. Creation's Monastery and study magic engineering with the best people. When I look at you, I seem to see my former self."
Lan Qi spoke slowly, his voice echoing in the spacious auditorium-like classroom.
"For scholars, the greatest temptation is not fame and fortune, but being content with the status quo. Magical engineering is a profound and unfathomable field. Finding any unsolved problem can make you worry-free for the rest of your life. However, simply studying the achievements of your predecessors will not make you a master. To reach the realm of being passed down from generation to generation, you must have the courage and foresight to surpass your predecessors."
He paused for a moment and glanced at the faces of the students from the Abbey Empire.
As he thought, today's class would almost be over after some encouragement to the students.
The principles written in the demonic magic writings on the wall are enough for these students to study for a long time. Each student's area of expertise and understanding speed are different, and students need to be given time to digest and absorb.
And those proud students who are not easy to get it done quickly are not in a hurry to convince them immediately, because Lanqi knows that he will have a lot of work in the Creation Empire next, and work will keep coming to him, and teaching is just One aspect of it.
Lanci let the students think about his previous words and put away the books on the desk.
"Professor Landry."
A student on the noble side raised his hand.
"please say."
Lan Qi politely stretched out his hand, palm upward, indicating that students could ask questions.
"Thank you."
The aristocratic girl with green eyes and purple hair is smiling and has a boyish air.
"First of all, I may offend you, but my true feeling is that the pie you are drawing right now can make some students full of expectations for you. After all, as long as this one-month assessment period is successfully passed, no matter whether this topic is completed at the end of the semester, If you are successful, you will be officially employed by St. Clare's Monastery, and no one can protect the rights of our students."
she said to the professor on the podium.
The other students in the classroom started to look at her.
Even though most of the students here are seniors, most of them have heard of Ursula, the gryphon daughter of Marquis Roland's family.
She has never been peaceful in school. Whether it is students who want to mess with her or teachers who are targeted by her, she will become extremely troublesome.
"This long-term teaching plan can be arranged by you, so that we can gradually see your strength, but it can also be a sophisticated deception to cover up your flashy teaching level. If you really have such ability, why haven't you been noticed by the Imperial Military yet?"
Ursula, the gryphon daughter, spread her hands and asked her most fundamental question,
"In my opinion, every word you say is very convincing, but your performance is more like a politician than a magic engineer, a politician who is good at confusing and inciting people, trying to drive us."
After she finished speaking, the students in the classroom showed hesitant expressions again.
They were not surprised by what Ursula would say, because it was her style to speak straightforwardly, and she was not afraid of offending any professor in St. Creation's monastery.
The problem is that her doubts are not without reason.
As for the principle on the glass, no student here can easily prove its actual value.
And whether it can really be turned into a magical engineering creation that can be successfully used.
When Professor Landry bombarded the magic card, he observed that it could split into several smaller broken magic bodies and release a large amount of energy. Although Professor Landry has not yet explained this theoretically, his experiment And measurement is not difficult, because the failure to make magic devices and magic cards is often accompanied by a large or small energy burst.
The key lies in the latter principle described in the wall text, the theory of magic card chain reaction, that is, the fission event of a magic card can trigger a chain reaction. Each fission will release more magic bodies, and these magic bodies will Can cause more magic cards to fission.
Although Professor Landry only proposed a basic principle of human beings stealing fire from gods.
But it is too crazy, the theory has limitations, and no one can guarantee success.
Its value is either inestimable or zero.
"Professor, have you ever considered that if you open a door to the 'hidden world' at this moment and we are witnessing history, how can you ensure that you will not be targeted by the extremist forces within the empire or hide from you?" An assassination attempt by an Allied spy?"
"Teacher, do you currently have any 'certainty' results, except for this kind of 'uncertainty' topic?"
More and more questions are being raised.
The more the students thought about Ursula's words, the more they felt that her words were very practical and awakened them.
If you think about it carefully, if this new professor is a famous academic giant, his words may be convincing and full of admiration for the time being, but the problem is that he has almost no achievements before, so it is more like a castle in the air that is too obsessed with his own theory. .
"Ursula...!"
Landry's sister Elsa bit her lip lightly and looked at Ursula on the right side of the classroom, wondering what to do with Ursula.
My brother's first class was supposed to be going smoothly and was about to end, but if Ursula disrupted it like this, it might lead to unpleasant troubles next.
Elsa believes that her brother definitely has outstanding talents, but it also takes time to achieve his goals step by step.
Once he falls into Ursula's rhythm of first questioning and then believing, he will also face increasing resistance when he engages in scientific research while full of doubts.
"..."
Ursula, who was being stared at by Elsa, was not only unapologetic, but also blew her a kiss frivolously with her index and middle fingers, as if to tell Elsa that she was deliberately torturing Professor Landry.
"!"
Elsa suddenly felt that she could not communicate with Ursula, so she turned her head and stopped looking at this woman.
I don't know now whether my brother is thinking about how to solve the problem, or whether he simply feels that the classroom is a little restless and is planning to wait for them to calm down before he speaks.
All that is certain is that Professor Landry still looks calm.
Not only the students on the aristocratic side of the classroom, but also the geniuses on the civilian side had to agree with Ursula.
For some students, it is too early to tell whether Professor Landry's rhetoric is the arrogance of a newcomer or whether it is true.
After all, his true level has not yet been tested, and they have doubts in their hearts.
"What level is your brother?"
Just when Elsa was worried about her brother, a young boy in the row in front of her turned around and asked.
This young man seems to be the center of the civilian students, or is admired by the surrounding students. He has thick brown curly hair, an upright face with handsome lines, and a pair of dark blue eyes under his slender eyebrows. Colorful eyes.
He was dressed simply and neatly. He seemed to be less interested in showing off, preferring to focus on his inner self. He only wore an ordinary white shirt and casual pants, looking like a gentle scholar.