[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-starting-with-synthesized-gems":3,"chapter-wizard-starting-with-synthesized-gems-wizard-starting-with-synthesized-gems-chapter-3":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1265073,1693,"Chapter 3: Language Class","wizard-starting-with-synthesized-gems-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>Aurelian Academy, ancient linguistics classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean Tongus stood at the podium, lecturing on runic script. Most students were half-asleep, distracted, or quietly doing other things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few, mostly commoners or lesser nobles, listened attentively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this weren’t Dean Tongus’s class, over half the room would be empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The indulgent second and third sons of nobility wouldn’t sit patiently, waiting for the bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean Tongus turned, scanning the room. His gaze passed over the inattentive noble heirs without a ripple, as if he didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes settled on the few attentive students in front, a brief smile crossing his face before vanishing, stern as the strictest teachers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Runic ancient language has practical value in many fields. Many ancient laws in the seven kingdoms are written in runic script.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But opportunities to learn it are scarce.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commoner students in front lit up, their eyes sparkling, hearts stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For them, noble respect meant a leap in status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noble heirs in the back scoffed, some snickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, no matter how well one learned ancient languages, a scholar’s prospects were limited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though most noble heirs here weren’t destined to inherit much land or wealth, few realized this in their pampered youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they did, their status would slip, with no chance to hone skills or improve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seven kingdoms followed primogeniture: the eldest son took all, leaving little for others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original Locke had faced life’s harshness early, falling into a trap set by a scheming professor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a transmigrator, Locke stared at his runic textbook and homework, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since transmigrating, his mind felt sharper, as if he carried the weight of two souls. His memory and comprehension surpassed both his past life and the original Locke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The runic script, once incomprehensible to the original Locke, now seemed simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a short time, he memorized most runic characters and their usage, completing Dean Tongus’s homework.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I had this learning ability in my past life, exams would’ve been a breeze. I’d have been a top scholar,” Locke thought, glancing at the synthesis cube’s progress in his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three minutes until completion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean Tongus announced, “That’s all for today. Complete the assigned homework.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Preview the textbook content to deepen your understanding of runic script.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, submit last class’s homework.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked among the front-row students, speaking softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were meant for them alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurelian Academy was odd: exorbitant fees, yet simple graduation requirements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most students barely paid attention, prioritizing socializing, riding, sports, and banquets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, Dean Tongus collected homework from the nearby students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing, he turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Locke stood, holding his runic homework, and said, “Sorry, Mr. Tongus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You forgot me. I completed last class’s assignment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean Tongus paused, turned, and looked at Locke’s homework but didn’t take it, frowning instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man with white hair and beard, blue eyes, and ornate noble attire, Tongus said, “Locke, how long has it been since you paid attention in class?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When was the last time you submitted homework?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His meaning was clear: Locke couldn’t possibly keep up with his teaching pace, so his homework wasn’t worth grading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commoner and lesser noble students smirked, their eyes mocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They thought Locke was mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d heard about Anjou Kingdom and the Frankish Empire, assuming Locke’s actions were desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even they, diligently attending and reviewing every class, struggled to keep up if they missed one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Locke, absent for countless classes and barely submitting homework, had turned one in today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke, eyeing Tongus, knew breaking his predicament required catching the linguistics professor’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, since transmigrating, his memory and comprehension had vastly improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This allowed him, through sleepless study and textbook scouring, to barely complete Tongus’s assignment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke insisted, “But Dean, I really finished the homework.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I find your course fascinating. The ancient languages feel alive, infusing my life as I learn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke subtly praised the dean’s linguistics course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tongus frowned, his expression shifting slightly. He scanned Locke sternly, hesitated, then took the homework.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tongus flipped through it, initially dismissive, but after a few pages, he glanced at Locke in surprise, then read more closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke watched, unsure if his gamble was correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this earn him the Outstanding Graduate quota and solve his crisis?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was running out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reviewing, Tongus said with mild reproach, “The error rate is still quite high.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Locke, your homework quality isn’t great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He handed it back, showing no intent to grade it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke gave a wry smile. Cramming wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, after all, a rushed two-day self-study effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a yellowed notebook was placed before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locke looked up at Dean Tongus. “Dean, this is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tongus, expressionless, said, “Complete the problems in it. When you’re done, come to my office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and left the classroom without setting a deadline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joy flashed in Locke’s eyes. His gamble paid off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the assigned notebook and hurried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most in the classroom, including the diligent lesser nobles and commoners, didn’t realize what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They assumed it was a routine exchange, the dean assigning extra work to “teach” Locke a lesson, drawing no special attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Locke’s synthesis cube displayed: Synthesis complete. Level 2 item created. 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