Magic!

(This extra chapter takes place between Volume 1 and Volume 2)

"Professor Black Amber, there is a question that has been bothering me. I have wanted to ask you for a long time."

In Professor Black Amber's office, Russell was sitting upright in his chair, looking serious.

"Kid, do you have any questions? Just ask."

On the desk, the black cat was wagging its tail and licking the black hair on its hand with its tongue.

"Professor, you are a cat. How do you type when using a mobile phone?" Russell asked the question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"I am a professor in the Department of Necromancer and Life. This is not a difficult task for me, an excellent psychic." On the desk, a smile bloomed on Black Cat's face.

"Professor, you mean to say that you drove ghosts to help you type, right?" Russell asked.

"exactly."

As the black cat spoke, he used his psychic skills. At the same time, Russell, who had turned on his spiritual vision, saw a Neanderthal ghost floating over and picking up the black mobile phone on the table.

"Turn on your phone."

The professor ordered the Neanderthals.

The Neanderthal couldn't figure out what the black brick in his hand was, so he wanted to knock it on the table with the black brick.

However, under the forced control of the ability to drive the spirit body, he stopped typing on the phone, pressed the power button, and turned on the phone.

Sure enough, it was just like asking the ghost to help with typing, which is exactly what I guessed before... Russell nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your answer, Professor."

Russell thanked the professor and turned away, leaving the professor's private office.

After leaving Professor Black Amber's private office and walking in the corridor, Russell suddenly stopped after taking two steps.

"Wait, something's wrong."

He said and took out his mobile phone.

"What's wrong?"

A wind chime's big head appeared on the phone screen, with snow-white hair and wind chimes, and its cute face took up the entire screen.

"Wind Chime, you try to use my phone. Don't use your special ability as a contracted spirit body to reside inside the magical instrument to directly control the internal program. Instead, come out and point on the phone screen with your finger."

The wind chime floated out of the phone, and he stretched out a slender finger and scratched the screen of the phone.

"Strange, why doesn't it work?"

Feng Chime's eyes widened, and his two big eyes were full of doubts.

She didn't believe it, so she poked and swiped around on the phone screen, but there was no feedback at all.

"As expected..." Russell nodded slightly, with a look of sudden realization on the young man's handsome face.

"Really what?"

Wind Chime was puzzled.

Russell explained:

“Generally, touch screen mobile phones use resistive touch screens or capacitive touch screens.

"The screen uses two layers of conductive film to form a current grid on the screen. When a finger touches the screen, the charged human flesh changes the electric field distribution of the current grid and is sensed.

“Or use capacitive sensing technology, taking advantage of the principle that the human body itself is also a charged body, and sense finger movements through changes in the electric field between the finger and the screen.

"You are a ghost, you have no flesh and blood at all, so when you touch the screen, you will not be sensed by the phone!"

Although Feng Chime couldn't quite understand what Russell said, he could probably understand what it meant. He suddenly understood and showed a look full of wisdom:

"I see."

Thinking of his question, Russell did not hesitate and turned back to Professor Black Amber's private office.

"Professor, I still don't understand how you made the ghost successfully touch the screen..."

Before Russell could finish his question, he stopped himself.

He saw the Neanderthal ghost sliding a bloody human finger across the screen.

The broken flesh-colored fingers were dripping with blood, as if they had just been cut off from a human hand, and perhaps there was still warmth left.

Because it is human fingers that actually touch the screen, touching the screen is of course smooth!

"Professor, may I ask, where did this finger come from?"

Russell pointed to the fingers in the Neanderthal ghost's hand.

In the eyes of people without psychic vision, this picture is that a bloody human finger and a small and exquisite black mobile phone are suspended in the air at the same time, and the severed finger is sliding on the mobile phone.

Very weird and scary!

"This finger? I made it using blood magic." Professor Black Amber answered without hesitation.

Seemingly understanding that Russell didn’t know much about blood magic, Professor Black Amber then introduced:

“The fourth-year professional core course in the Department of Necromancer and Life is called Blood Magic or Blood Spells.

"After mastering the corresponding extraordinary abilities, you can perform various flesh-related magics. Not only can you create fresh flesh and blood, but it also has many weird effects. For example, after being killed, you can resurrect in another prepared place. Click Resurrection.

"When the cultists of the Red Order of Chaos captured me, they did not kill me directly. Part of the reason was that they were worried that I would be resurrected in another place with the help of blood magic after my death."

I see.

It seems that this kind of magic can also be used to provide meat for the canteen, but it is not as cheap as the trolls... Russell's thoughts drifted and he nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your answer."

After getting the answer he wanted, Russell thanked Black Amber's professor again and turned to leave.

He walked out of the private office and closed the door behind him.

"Hey, I'm not out yet." Wind Chime, who was following Russell, shouted dissatisfiedly.

Of course, as a female ghost, it makes no difference to the wind chime whether the door is open or closed.

Wind Chime went straight through the door and followed Russell.

A handsome young man and a female ghost with flowing white hair were walking in the corridor of the teaching building.

As soon as the wind chimes floated behind Russell, Russell stopped again:

"Wait, I have another question."

"Are there any other questions?" Feng Ling really couldn't think of any other questions.

How could a small problem about a black cat using a mobile phone lead to so many problems?

"Think about it, how inefficient is it to type with just one finger? It can't keep up with the speed of ordinary online chatting."

After expressing his doubts, Russell immediately turned around.

He once again returned to Professor Black Amber's private office.

"Sorry Professor, I have one more question..."

This time, just like last time, Russell opened the door and immediately closed his mouth.

He saw the Neanderthal ghost pressing the voice input key on the screen with his bloody fingers.

Professor Black Amber, the black cat, was standing next to him, speaking in a gentle and elegant female voice:

"No problem. I will supervise the principal who is pretending to be a second-year student and try not to let him cause trouble..."

It turns out that Professor Black Amber’s method of typing is speech-to-text.

This time, Russell completely understood.