Chapter 1661: Bruce Wei En and the Philosopher's Stone (Part 12)

"I'm afraid I can only very regretfully tell you, Professor Schiller, that there is really no clue about edible plants that can be cultivated in large quantities. Everything I grow can be eaten, but the problem is, I'm afraid no one will be willing to take the risk of being punched by them until their bones are broken to harvest them. Even for farmers in Cat Getan, this is a bit too exciting."

"Then what about the guard plants you mentioned before? Professor Pamela?"

"That has some clues." Pamela nodded and said: "Bruce and I both think there is a problem with the rain in Cat Getan, so we found a way to collect some rainwater to water the plants and conduct control experiments."

"After conducting several sets of experiments, we found a suitable ratio. After watering the plants, it can make them produce some madness factors in their bodies, but this is not the bad kind of madness."

"The explanation of this kind of madness in the occult world is more like 'excited vitality'. You can understand this as plant stimulants. Plants watered by Cat Getan rain for a long time have residues of stimulants in their bodies."

"And if I use the power of the Green to stimulate the plants produced by these madness factors, they can have quite powerful attack power and can also be used as guards."

"But I heard before that some plants you cultivated would hit people uncontrollably?"

"This is hard to avoid. Anything in this world will have strong aggressiveness after going crazy. However, after several rounds of iteration, the tree guard I just made can understand basic instructions."

"But it's not that perfect, right?"

"Of course, there is still a lot of room for improvement. They can only understand very simple instructions, such as waiting there, who to hit, and under what circumstances to hit people."

"The tree demon Sergei, which Master of the Dark Night Jim borrowed from you to take on guard work, is also like this, right?"

"Yes, the magical world is in chaos and waiting to be rebuilt. Master of the Dark Night Jim is very busy and has no way to guard the Philosopher's Stone personally, so he borrowed Sergei to guard the warehouse where the Philosopher's Stone is stored. This can save him a lot of effort and is enough to deal with those freshmen who have just enrolled."

"With all due respect, Miss, I'm afraid it's not just students who are eyeing the Philosopher's Stone, right? I have no intention of questioning your ability, is a tree demon that is not very controllable really able to complete the guard work well?"

"Don't worry, Professor Schiller, the instructions Master of the Dark Night Jim set for Sergei before he left make it indiscriminately attack anyone who wants to break into that room."

"Sorry, the range of breaking in is..."

"Of course it is wanting to smash the door without a key. Although I don't think mages have any way to break through that door with magic, as long as they have similar attack actions, they will be attacked by Sergei."

"So that's it. Master of the Dark Night Jim really considered it thoroughly, but I heard that a student broke into there yesterday and was unfortunately injured..."

"This is inevitable. Perhaps he might just be entering by mistake, or perhaps he might be deliberately wanting to violate school rules, but Sergei won't care about that much. Its madness makes it unable to distinguish whether the person coming is an intruder or a curious student."

The three students hiding in the room and poking their heads out heard Schiller let out a knowing "Oh", and then the sound began to get smaller and smaller. Obviously, the two walked away.

"God, he is setting her up!" Barry jumped out and said. He covered his mouth nervously and said: "Professor Rodriguez seems to be very eager to know the weakness of the tree demon!"

Harley's eyes turned, showing a subtle smile, and then said: "If according to our previous speculation, this might be a trial, then who do you think organized this?"

"I just heard Professor Pamela mention a person called 'Master of the Dark Night Jim'." Little Bruce narrowed his eyes and said: "Who is he? Is he a mage?"

"He is the acting principal of this school and has high prestige in the magical world, but apart from that, I don't know more." Harley said.

"Then I think we should look for information." Little Bruce frowned and said: "Especially the information about these professors who live with us day and night, and the truth about what happened in the magical world before."

"Then we have to go to the library." Barry looked out the window and said: "There are two classes this morning and three classes this afternoon, I'm afraid there is no time, but there is no class tomorrow afternoon, it is self-study. I think we can go and see."

"You don't oppose us participating in this matter anymore?"

"Compared to this, I want to know the truth about this matter that reveals strange things everywhere." Barry sighed and said: "Is it really what a school should do if no one finds a solution and students have to keep going to the fourth floor to die?"

"This place has never been just a school."

Harley only said this sentence with deep meaning, and then fell silent.

The last class in the evening of this day was Schiller's basic magic theory class. Schiller was still wearing that mage robe, walked into the classroom, tidied up a bit and started to say.

"I know that many freshmen who have just arrived have too many unrealistic beautiful fantasies about the magical world, and this course is the heavy hammer that shatters these fantasies of yours."

"What makes us all feel very regretful is that you won't hear any magical or dreamy fairy tales in this course, and the character stories or history involved in the basic magic theory course are very heavy, because every small step taken by humans, such weak creatures, in the occult world is accompanied by piles of corpses."

Accompanied by Schiller's low and slow tone, the atmosphere in the classroom gradually sank.

"Basic magic theory is also a very boring subject. You have to memorize countless runes, learn five or six complex ancient languages that have been lost in ordinary human society, memorize almost all religious classics that have appeared in human history, and search for every trace of the occult from the vast history books."

Everyone watched the professor in front of the stage silently, and Schiller's words made the atmosphere that had already sunk to the bottom sink again.

"But this knowledge cannot be directly converted into your power, and the academic qualifications of the magical world are far less important than those in ordinary society. It is not even your stepping stone."

"If you want this knowledge to truly play a role, and want your knowledge to truly become a sharp sword, you must go deeper, until you are more proficient than the witnesses of these events, that is, great existences like angels and demons, to truly have advantages that ordinary people don't have."

"But fortunately, you have this opportunity now, and in the previous many years, this knowledge was even something that couldn't be brought to the table. Mages abandoned it, only comparing who could borrow more power to waste."

"In order not to repeat the same mistakes, I must emphasize to you again the most important of all school rules—all teachers and students in this school cannot have any contracts with angels or demons, only in this way can the purity of teaching be guaranteed, because many controls and manipulations happen silently inadvertently."

"If you hear any strange sounds or some evil whispers, please report them to the dean of your house or any professor immediately. You are absolutely not allowed to respond. Do you understand?"

All the students nodded forcefully. Since they enrolled, all the teachers have been emphasizing to them how dangerous angels and demons are, and how they can bewitch people's hearts, so many students are a bit afraid of this and have no intention of contacting them in advance.

"But one of you has actually been in contact with power from Heaven." Schiller's words ignited the atmosphere in the room again, and suddenly noisy discussions drowned out the whole room.

"Someone among us has been in contact with angels?" Barry widened his eyes and looked left and right, but Little Bruce frowned.

"Bruce Wei En!" Schiller called out this name, and then fell his gaze on Bruce. In an instant, everyone turned to stare at Bruce.

"I know that through the relationship of Dean Wei En, you can contact magic in advance, but do you think that you have mastered the usage method of the runes of divine power and can get a glimpse of the true face of angels, so you can mock all partners who have not experienced this as idiots?"

"Or is it that some behaviors of exposing your tracks to Heaven early, making the temptations of angels appear in your ears for the next few decades, and being controlled or manipulated to a greater or lesser extent are the real stupidity?"

"Swoosh", a vacuum area appeared around Bruce. Except for Barry, almost all freshmen moved away from Bruce at the fastest speed.

This is no joke. The previous catastrophe in the magical world was because many mages lost their minds due to the manipulation of angels and demons and triggered a civil war. This is the truth version that students heard, and under such circumstances, they can only believe it to be true.

"Do you think you are the chosen one?" Schiller showed a sneer, staring at Little Bruce's blue eyes that revealed stubbornness and said: "Every mage who lost his mind and attacked his companions due to control has thought so. In the magical world, everything you think you have mastered freely is just a trap to lure and manipulate you. The little lamb who fell into it is the real idiot."

Little Bruce clenched his fists. He showed such an excited angry expression for the first time, but Schiller just looked at him for the last time, then walked to the podium and said: "Start class!"

After class, the flow of people began to diverge from the position where Little Bruce was, forming a clear vacuum area around him. Little Bruce stood in the middle and took a deep breath, looked up at Schiller who was standing in front of the podium packing things, and said in a low voice: "Very good, I still have to thank you for helping me avoid trouble. Do you really think I like to stay with this group of idiots?"

After speaking, he turned and wanted to leave, but at this time, he felt his arm being pulled, and Barry asked behind him: "Where are you going? Didn't you say you were going to the library to check information together?"

"Don't you worry about me being controlled by angels?"

"It's because I'm worried that I have to watch you. I suspect that you are so irritable because you are affected by magical power. If you go crazy, I can go to the professor immediately."

Little Bruce threw his arm away speechlessly. At this time, Harley also followed, chasing behind the two of them and laughing.

"Don't worry, even if you really go crazy, I have a way."

"What do you have..."

Just as Barry said this, he saw Harley take out something round from the handbag she used to carry teaching materials.

Barry looked closely, and then gasped with Bruce, because what Harley held was a round, smooth, and brand-new-looking—Soviet F-1 defensive fragmentation grenade. ===== CHAPTER 1662 =====