Magic!

Chapter 104 102. Arctic Wolf, you don’t want your brother to know that you are weak, right?

Russell continues reading Professor Black Amber’s reply:

“You did your job extremely well.

"I have found out that Vermouth is a second-year student in the Department of Creation and Summoning in the college, and he is a very outstanding second-year student. He specializes in spider webs and summoning intelligent entities from other worlds. I will send someone to keep an eye on him. , we will contact you if there is news.

"Come to my office tomorrow afternoon and I'll give you a reward!"

Among the second-year students who performed very well? Late second-year or half-step third-year strength? Russell reasoned about the strength of vermouth.

This kind of strength is considered to be the top group among the junior college with thousands of students, and it is considered outstanding even in the entire college.

——After all, the number of people in the Higher Academy is much smaller than that in the Junior Academy. There are only dozens of students in the third and fourth grades combined. Coupled with the teachers with formal professional titles, the number of extraordinary beings with the strength of third and fourth graders in the college has never exceeded 100.

In addition to the geniuses with the strength of the third and fourth grade, the extraordinary people in the late second grade and half-step third grade are the top experts in the academy.

Thinking of this, Russell became more eager to speed up his spiritual practice and advance to a higher grade quickly.

According to Russell, the biggest gain from this gathering was not just getting into the Wonton Club!

He edited another message on his phone.

The target of this message is the Arctic Wolf!

During the previous interrogation of Arctic Wolf, Russell took the opportunity to look through his mobile phone and learned the contact information of Arctic Wolf, as well as his account in the campus official website forum and group.

"Arctic Wolf, you don't want your brother to know the fact that you are weak."

…

the next day.

Arctic Wolf, who has returned to the Institute of Higher Education, is leaning on the back of a bench wearing sunglasses, bathing in the refreshing morning breeze, facing the morning light, and flipping through messages on his mobile phone.

Arctic Wolf still remembered that he went to the junior high school yesterday and followed Russell to a quiet grove, intending to use the fake identity of "Husky" to teach Russell a lesson.

It happened that at this time, another group of students came to the woods.

Seeing that there was no chance to take action, Arctic Wolf simply gave up its plan against Russell and turned around and left.

Looking back now, I thought it was too easy to give up, right?

Why not wait a little longer?

Forget it, I am the boss of the White Wolf Club, even if I don’t help my subordinates and brother to stand up and teach Russell a lesson, it doesn’t matter. How could those stupid subordinates still accuse me of this?

Arctic Wolf thought about it and became a little more confident.

At this time, he saw a certain message on his mobile phone. His body seemed to have been struck by lightning. He was shaking violently, his pupils were dilated sharply, and his mind went blank.

"Arctic Wolf, you don't want your brother to know the fact that you are weak."

Information comes from the college's official chat software.

When Russell sent the message, he used the mobile phone and campus official website account given to him by Teacher Hei Amber, and the account pointed to a non-existent student. Even if others received the information, they would not be able to trace Russell, a first-year student in the Department of Death and Life in the Junior College.

Arctic Wolf looked around to make sure no pedestrians passing by were looking at their phones.

He quickly stood up from the bench, ran into the restroom far away, found an empty space, sat on the toilet, closed the door, and made sure no one was around. Then he felt relieved and quietly replied :

"Who are you? I don't understand what you are talking about!"

The Arctic Wolf waited for a while, and new information came:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Arctic Wolf - I feel that the pseudonym 'Husky' is more suitable for you - I am also a student of the college, and I know that everyone has difficulties.

"I will not reveal your secret to the public, let alone find your brother, and tell your brother that the brother he longs for is just the work of a powerful foreigner.

"I just want to say hello to you today, nothing else."

Arctic Wolf was completely confused.

This is clearly a threat!

When he saw the other party, he could tell him his fake identity as "Husky". Arctic Wolf was convinced that the other party was not just sending random messages to deceive him.

He lit a cigarette on the toilet, blew out smoke rings, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Hey, who's in there? He's actually smoking in the bathroom!"

There were sounds of dissatisfaction outside.

Arctic Wolf quickly put out his cigarette.

He thought hard for a while and decided that it was beyond his level to deal with this kind of problem, so he sent a message to Miss Thorn Bird.

Normally, he would never dare to disturb Miss Thorn Bird when there was nothing important!

"Miss, what should I do if other students find out that I am actually weaker than an average fourth-year student?"

Ten minutes later, Thorn Bird replied:

"What? It turns out that you have been in the Institute of Higher Education for so long, and no one else has noticed that your level is inconsistent with your grade?

"I thought that with your ability to keep secrets, several classmates had known about it for a long time. I just thought that for someone like you to be promoted to the fourth grade, there must be a backstory, and I was embarrassed to expose you publicly.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable. I'm really impressed."

When Thorn Bird sent the message, he also included a mocking emoticon of covering his mouth and laughing.

Arctic Wolf wanted to retort, "Miss, you look down on me too much," but was too embarrassed to really retort.

However, Arctic Wolf probably understood what the lady meant, and felt that as long as the other party did not publicly publicize the matter on the college's official website, the matter would still be controllable.

And he, the Arctic Wolf, is not someone to be trifled with. If this mysterious man is really not afraid of death and wants to reveal his secret completely, hahaha, then he, the Arctic Wolf, would dare to kneel down and beg the mysterious man to let him go.

After thinking about it, Arctic Wolf replied to the mysterious person who just sent him a message:

"Don't make any publicity about this matter. If you need help from the White Wolf Club, we can discuss it."

After a while, the mysterious man replied:

"Thank you. I will come to you if anything happens."

just this?

The Arctic Wolf looked in a trance, as if he had had a big dream.

…

Russell was in a good mood after scaring the Arctic wolf.

That afternoon.

Russell drove the ghosts of trilobites and salmon, and after several counter-trackings, he came all the way to Professor Black Amber's private office.

"My child, congratulations on joining the demonic cult's overt organization in the academy. This is my reward for you."

On the desk, Black Cat knocked the bell around his neck.

The drawer opened on its own, and a glass bottle containing emerald green liquid slowly floated out and floated in front of Russell.

"What is this?" Russell asked.

"Child, do you know what the core course for the sophomore year of the major I teach and the major you study in, the Department of Necromancer and Life, is called?" On the desk, the black cat stretched, his tone was kind and gentle. .

"Herbalism?" Russell vaguely remembered the name of this course, which he mentioned several times in the previous article.

Although he didn't know what this had to do with the undead and life systems. Do psychics represent death and herbs represent life?

Professor Black Amber nodded gently and smiled with satisfaction:

"exactly.

"After you enter the second grade, you will learn a lot of knowledge and spells about herbs, secret medicines, toxins, and witchcraft.

"You will know the occult symbolic meanings of different medicinal materials, and you can prepare potions with different abilities. You can also grind special medicinal powders and perform strange spells. For example, when drinking medicine, you will throw the dregs on the ground to transfer diseases and disasters. Give it to the enemy who steps on the dregs of the medicine."

After drinking the medicine and throwing the dregs on the ground, will the "illness" be transferred from the patient to the person who steps on the dregs of the traditional Chinese medicine? Russell felt that this spell revealed indescribable weirdness and weirdness, but it perfectly fit the principles of witchcraft.

As a Chinese, Russell also heard about similar folk magic when he returned to his hometown in the countryside with his parents, which shows that this witchcraft is not uncommon in the East. This made him a little more guessing about the content of the "Herbology" course.

He originally thought that it was the classic necromancer image in the game that was cultivated by the necromancer and life system. Now it seems that this professional painting style will be closer to the lineage of witchcraft, witchcraft, witchcraft, and shaman?

I wonder if my ability in herbal medicine will change due to my talent? What will it mutate into? Russell's thoughts were racing.

Professor Black Amber's words brought him back to reality:

“In short, what you have in front of you is the ‘Emerald Light’ potion that I refined using herbal medicine skills and a variety of precious medicinal materials.

“On the college’s official website trading platform, a bottle of ‘Emerald Light’ potion costs at least a dozen college gold coins, and what you buy may also be an inferior product made from low-quality medicinal materials.

"This bottle of secret medicine is of little use to me, but it is of great use to first-year students. Its function is to enhance spirituality and increase the spiritual progress of a first-year student by a large margin."

Russell stared at the medicinal solution glowing with emerald color and came to a clear understanding:

"I understand, it's an experience potion that directly upgrades. So there is such a prop in our story that accelerates upgrades? How many bottles can I drink at one time?"

Black Amber was a little embarrassed: "Well, during the entire first grade, you can only drink one bottle. The second bottle is no different from a poison."

"In other words, I can use two bottles of 'Emerald Light' to poison people?" Russell was thoughtful, his thoughts turbulent.

"If I want to poison, I should deliberately hide the knowledge that you can't drink too much of this medicine, and then put two bottles of 'Emerald Light' in double-volume bottles and send them to the enemy. Unfortunately, the cost is a bit high."

Black Amber was used to Russell's divergent thinking ability and said unhurriedly:

"Actually, I generally do not recommend students to take the 'Emerald Light' potion because it is dangerous. When spiritual ascension occurs, the impact of the potion may cause long-term damage to the soul of the person who takes it.

"But kid, the risk is almost non-existent to you.

"I know that you have subdued a contract spirit that is much more powerful than you. You can order the contract spirit to possess you and use the spirit contract to let her help you share some of the impact of the medicine. And you are a magic genius to begin with. , and have learned psychic skills, you can better control the ups and downs of your own spirituality than other first-year students, and are not affected by the side effects of drugs."

Russell nodded slightly and took the green potion held by the ghost in the air.