Mage? Spell Engineer!

Rorschach communicated with Andre again and learned more about his current situation. He learned that he worked twelve hours a day. Since he was working the night shift, Rorschach could meet Andre at this time.

Rorschach picked up what he had copied repeatedly. There was no space left on a crumpled paper, and he was now forced to write overlapping words.

"Will you come again at this time tomorrow?"

"meeting!"

Rorschach nodded: "I will bring handouts and new pens and paper at this time tomorrow. If you can still find some classmates, I will bring a few more copies to distribute to them."

Andre stood up from his chair: "Teacher Rorschach"

The mage waved his hand and slowly pulled Andre out of the classroom. There used to be people coming and going here, but now there are only two people, the former teacher and the former student.

"When did the door open?" Andre was a little excited. He mistakenly thought that opening the door and the arrival of Teacher Rorschach was a signal that school was about to resume. However, he soon realized that his father was unemployed and the family still needed to work to support himself. Even if school started, he would have no chance to return to the classroom.

Rorschach urged him to go home quickly to rest and regain his strength and not to be too tired. "We have agreed to meet again at this time tomorrow."

"goodbye teacher!"

Of course the mage didn't just want to sponsor Andre with paper and pen. Rorschach immediately thought of his previous thoughts and hurried to the Alchemy Department. "Master Snow? Where is Master Snow?"

The old man from the alchemy department led Rorschach to the basement. In addition to the originally running ether extraction equipment, the space has been expanded again. A second "reactor" is being built in a symmetrical position in the original "reactor" room.

Snow was directing the construction, and the tower was lifted and slowly sank into the alchemical potion pool.

"Rorschach, you are finally back!" He greeted the visitor enthusiastically. Seeing the young man's eyes focused on Unit 2 under construction, he said sheepishly:

"Haha, I should have consulted you as the design inventor, but time waits for no one. We have to meet the new ether demand, so the construction of the second unit started after reporting to Master Kano."

"It doesn't matter. Just remember to call me for your share of the blue light barrier core and the trolley box." Rorschach was happy to add new equipment to the alchemy department, which doubled the proficiency growth rate of [God Expulsion Technique]: "I'm still here The Empire saw an interesting idea that could save the mithril rod at the bottom of the tower."

Snow's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"I don't dare to speak nonsense in front of the boss of the Alchemy Department, but I am really curious as to why the original power is not enough so quickly. What new project has been launched?"

"Well," Snow abruptly changed the subject: "Okay, Rorschach, are you here to provide me with new ideas for collecting ether?"

"Of course, but I have conditions." Rorschach handed Snow a "Fonda" drink: "No, it's not money, but for my students."

Snow took the emerald green drink hesitantly, and instead of drinking it in a hurry, he observed the bottle and the liquid inside. Rorschach briefly talked about the closure of normal colleges and the suspension of students' studies.

"That boy has a talent for magic. Although he learned basic alchemy, I personally taught it and he ranked first in the whole grade in that single subject. Master Snow, do you believe in my level?

"So, can the Alchemy Department accept a special apprentice? No need to enroll in the Tower of Stars, just stay in the research building and study and work with you."

Snow did not agree immediately. He opened the soda and took a sip first: "It tastes good! Master Rorschach, we also heard about the closure of the Master. Master Kano also told me that you are also half the founder, so after hearing I'm sorry to hear this news.

"The boss of a trading company affiliated to the guild also complained to me that the investment was in vain. I personally object to the people above doing this. But you still have to be investigated. Master Rorschach, if you help sensitive people like this, it may not be conducive to passing the investigation."

Luo Xia smiled: "It doesn't matter to me. The worst thing is to pack up and return to the empire."

"Okay, the situation you mentioned is too special, and we need to communicate with Master Kano first. If the chief agrees, then there is no problem on my side." Snow took another sip of soda: "Anyway, our Alchemy Department has always been fooled. What’s wrong with people looking down on you and doing things that are out of line? Isn’t it just multiple apprentices?”

The Alchemy Department agreed quite readily, and Rorschach was sure that there was no problem with Kano: "Thank you very much!"

But the other party still had something to say: "What about the other students? Our Alchemy Department cannot make an exception and accept more people, not to mention that most of the students should not have the ability to cast spells. If they really come to the research building, they can only do odd jobs. It will attract the attention of investigators.”

Rorschach frankly confessed: "I haven't thought about it yet." Perhaps Mr. Pierre can be asked to take the lead in reorganizing the new school, but he doesn't know when it will be completed. Just looking for new teachers is enough.

"It's better to go find your senior brother. He's been very busy recently, and he's not working for Master Kano." Snow suggested.

What are you doing, senior brother? Aren't you busy with the "Friends of Fraternity and Equality Club"?

After Rorschach left, Snow looked at his back and suddenly remembered: "No, the technical solution to replace the mithril rod hasn't been revealed yet!"

As Rorschach expected, Kano really had no opinions, only suggestions, and his request should not be made public or brought to the Tower of Stars headquarters.

Luo Xia finally met his senior brother. Of course, the research room would not be idle during his absence. The dismantled parts of the prototype were piled in the corner. Now there was a table in the room, and Pascal was lying on it, snoring evenly.

Sleeping at work? "Master Kano is here to check the post." In order to ensure that he could be heard, Rorschach specially used the [Messaging Technique] to whisper the devil.

The lazy person ejected and spat out: "Teacher, I'll finish sorting out the materials right away! It's really just close!"

It wasn't until he woke up that the senior brother realized that he had been tricked: "Rorschach! You took pleasure in deceiving senior brother when you came back. Oh, thank you." He took the orange juice flavored Fonda, and the bubbles stimulated the last bit of sleepiness that was washed away.

"What do you think of Teacher Gao?"

To Rorschach's surprise, Pascal was not angry at all, but full of energy. He raised his hands and made fists: "We must fight for the students' right to education. To train teachers for Valois is to invest in the future of the kingdom! If those masters If they don’t want to continue, we have to do it ourselves!”

"It's not that easy." Luo Xia was a little infected by his senior brother's optimism, but he was still calculating how long it would take to prepare, what the scale would be, and whether he could summon the trading companies affiliated to the guild to invest again.

"What can you achieve by looking forward and looking back? Come with me tonight and take a closer look." Thor clapped his hands, and there was a bit of pride in his words and actions.

When night falls over the whole city, there is a textile factory next to the city dock on the Seine River. Now, simple tables, chairs, and blackboards are placed in the open space of the factory, and kerosene lamps are lit and hung from the beams.

As seven o'clock in the evening approached, people wearing simple clothes began to enter the venue one after another. During the day, these men and women were dock porters, textile workers and other professionals, but now they are students.

The ones maintaining order were two teenagers. They wanted to see the "class attendance certificate" of the participants before letting them in. Not only these two people, but also more students from normal colleges with ordinary backgrounds. Because of their relatively high cultural level, they were respectfully called "" "Little Sir".

These are obviously just normal college students who are halfway through their preparatory courses, and they have begun their half-study and half-internship period.