MTL - He Holds a Rose from the Abyss-Chapter 3 poor and ignorant

The library of the Magic Academy of Saints is very large, accounting for almost one-fifth of the entire academy. Magicians admire the power of knowledge, and the library has always been considered the most active place for knowledge inspiration.

There are all kinds of magic books and the excellent homework of the students piled up here.

Sheffield walked to the "Magic Array" area. He randomly selected a book from the bookshelf and read it.

His actions of holding the book were so casual that Chi Lang felt that he really just took the book casually. Chi Lang asked him in a low voice, "Don't you have to pick one?"

Sheffield raised his eyebrows: "No, I have read these books before, but I have some new ideas recently, and I want to prove it."

Chi Lang added a note to Sheffield's evaluation after listening to it - top student.

However, he was not idle, and found some miscellaneous books in the library. These miscellaneous books include the history books of this continent, geographical knowledge, etc., and have a general understanding of their own situation.

The city where he is located is probably located in the east of the country. The weather is good, the traffic is good, and everything is good. It is an ordinary city, and the country and the distribution of power, etc., Chi Lang only casually glanced at it. He felt that this was too far away from him.

In other respects, Chi Lang felt that this place was similar to the western fantasy world he knew before, with different races, swords and magic flourishing, and the level of industrial development was similar to that of the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries.

Chi Lang only roughly flipped through these books, and finally he decided to find time to read all these miscellaneous books. His first wish now is to return to the modern age, and his second wish is to live well in another world.

Judging from his experience in attending the class today, the teaching of magic should have started from an early age, and it is very likely that he will not be able to do anything in magic now, so he has to try to find another way out.

When Chi Lang looked up by chance, he saw Sheffield. It has to be said that Sheffield was easily noticed in the crowd. His pale blond hair was reflected by the light, as if even the tips of his hair were flickering slightly. It happened that at this time, Sheffield also raised his head. He is obviously a person who likes to laugh very much. When he laughs, his eyes are crescent-shaped.

Chi Lang blinked.

Sheffield asked: "Are you going back?"

Chi Lang nodded, he really wanted to leave this place with a strong magical atmosphere.

Sheffield glanced at the books that Chi Lang was holding - "General History of the Deyose Empire", "The Geographical Guide to the Surroundings of Zefnaya City", "Elementary Magic"... He genuinely found it interesting, and one seemed to have no knowledge of magic at all. , I don't know what the people of this continent are for, and how they want to live here.

After returning to the dormitory, Chi Lang discovered three things. The good thing was that he found his application for admission and finally knew how to write the original owner's name. The application also included the identity of the original owner. A long way from here. He doesn't have to worry about meeting the original owner's relatives for the time being.

The bad thing is that when he found the application for admission, he found his wallet by the way, and found that he was really poor now. He only had one silver coin and fifteen copper coins, which was probably enough to feed the cafeteria for a week.

He rummaged through the boxes for a long time, and finally had no choice but to accept the fact that he might really only have assets of one silver coin and fifteen copper coins.

There is one more bad thing.

Chi Lang found the brown bread hoarded by the original owner in the corner. Two boxes of brown bread, neatly stacked in the corner. He took out a piece and tried to break it with his hands, but he couldn't break the bread. The bread can still be so hard, and he is also very knowledgeable.

At this time, he seemed to understand the reason why the original owner hoarded brown bread - it was really poor. Black bread is cheaper than canteens, and a box of black bread is enough for a month.

Chi Lang took his only possessions, and without the slightest sense of security, began to think about his own food and clothing.

Certainly cannot eat brown bread every day, he needs other food, but he has no money.

He lay in bed, sighed, and said, "I want to make money." He sat up and asked Sheffield, "Do you know what... paid jobs are on campus?"

Sheffield was lying on the bed reading a book, his voice was very soft: "Ask the teacher's assistant, or go to help Teacher Phil collect the tail of the flower ball... If you want to make money quickly, you can help others write homework and draw magic. Array, complete some magic experience tasks and the like."

But I couldn't even write my own homework, so Chi Lang continued to ask, "Is there anything..."

Sheffield watched him.

Chi Lang tried to grit his teeth in Sheffield's confused sight and continued: "It's similar to moving bricks on a construction site, picking up garbage, and helping others run errands."

Sheffield was startled for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth turned up again.

Chi Lang's voice weakened, and he added: "It's just... It doesn't require much brain work."

"I don't understand the jobs you mentioned... But there is a job that meets your requirements... Alchemist Ruth is obsessed with research. He shuts himself in the laboratory every day, and needs a person to bring him meals every day."

Chi Lang's eyes lit up.

Sheffield: "This job doesn't require a lot of brains, but it requires you to have a strong body and an unyielding heart."

Chi Lang: "Why is it necessary to have a strong body and a strong mind when delivering a meal?"

"Because this alchemist's magic experiment is relatively dangerous, he didn't know what he was studying recently, and he almost blew up the laboratory. The two students who delivered meals to him before were accidentally injured."

Chi Lang lay down again and struggled for a long time in his heart: "It doesn't matter, there is no fear, I will pick up this job tomorrow."

Sheffield whispered: "But you shouldn't have to think about part-time jobs at this time. The final assessment is coming soon. You can wait for the final assessment to go outside the academy to find a job."

Chi Lang sat up again, as if he had been poured down by a bucket of cold water, and asked tremblingly, "Final assessment?" Then he said with a haha, "Ah, so there is such a thing, I almost forgot. ."

He perfectly portrayed the image of a poor and illiterate little scumbag.

Sheffield was still very empathetic, just smiled and said nothing.

However, Chi Lang asked hesitantly, "I also forgot, if I fail the assessment, or if it is very bad, will there be any bad consequences, such as dropping out of school or something."

"No," Sheffield's tone was soft. "As seniors like us, the college doesn't usually drop us. As long as you don't… fail all your classes."

"That, that, that, that... That's okay." Chi Lang looked relieved on the surface, but his heart was gloomy. He felt that those subjects that seemed like heavenly books could really be studied by him. not understand.

The room was quiet for a while, Chi Lang looked at the bedroom again, and his eyes fell on the table. He is not usually a careful person, but this time he deliberately let his brain empty, but found some details.

This wooden table, only the left side is clean, and the other side is covered with dust.

He suddenly remembered what Sheffield had said before - "I don't stay in the bedroom very often".

"Sheffield, you are usually not in the dormitory, where are you usually?" Chi Lang asked this sentence completely subconsciously, but he felt it was inappropriate and added, "Forget it if it is inconvenient for you to say, I'm just asking casually."

He wondered how he had to learn some basic magic, at least how to open the door. He couldn't rely on Sheffield every time.

"Generally speaking... in the library, if you can use meditation instead of sleep, you don't have to waste time sleeping."

When Chi Lang was in his university, he always scoffed at the idea of ​​"wasting time to sleep", but at this time in this magic academy, he sincerely admired Sheffield.

"You look so hardworking." He praised dryly, thinking of Sheffield's performance in the library, thinking that Sheffield must be a good student with good character and academics, and then summoned the courage to ask: "Can you… Help me with the final assessment? For example, answer my perhaps simple question, such as guessing what the final assessment will be…”

"Are you worried about not getting through?"

Chi Lang almost nodded with tears in his eyes. He didn't know anything about the world. If he could stay in the academy, of course, it would be better than staying outside, provided that he could not be expelled.

Sheffield closed the book, lowered his head, looked at the ground, and rejected him neatly: "There is no need to help you in this regard." Then he raised his eyes, his eyes lit up, and said with a smile: "Assessment I can help you when the time comes."

Chi Lang was in a trance and didn't quite understand.

Can cheating be said so openly?

"The final assessment is originally a test of magic ability. If you can use magic to reach the level of cheating without being discovered by others, it means that magic ability has passed the test. Therefore, cheating is reasonable."

"Micah... don't you know this?"

Chi Lang felt that when Sheffield called his name, there was always a sense of ridicule, and he always emphasized the pronunciation of the name "Micah".

Maybe it was his delusion.

"Is that so? Thank you in advance." Chi Lang felt that with Sheffield's help, he should not have been dropped out of school so badly.

Sheffield: "Actually, I didn't stay in the dormitory very often before, it was boring..."

Chi Lang didn't understand what he meant, and followed his words: "Of course it's boring, there is no food or play in the dormitory, so I can only sleep."

Sheffield laughed: "Good night, go to bed earlier."

But I seem to have found something very interesting now, I hope you don't let me down.