The Wizard's Biological Chip Can Process Everything-Chapter 48: First class inside the tower.

As soon as the professor stepped onto the platform, he snapped his fingers, and the room immediately fell into silence.

—Let’s begin! he announced, turning his back to us and walking toward a blackboard that occupied the center of the platform.

A piece of chalk seemed to float beside him.

The mage was a middle-aged man, tall and thin, his face partially hidden behind a long gray beard.

Without wasting time, he began writing on the board with precise, quick movements.

The first magical letters appeared, glowing faintly as he traced them.

"Α", "Σ", "Λ"

—These are the first three letters of the magical alphabet.

—Do not be mistaken; they are not mere symbols.

—Each carries a deep meaning and arcane power.

—For example, ’Α,’ or Althair, is used in protective invocations, while ’Σ,’ Sythra, amplifies destructive energy.

I shifted in my chair, watching the details on the board carefully.

Although I already understand this completely, I can see that when these characters are written by a mage, they glow in a different tone.

The professor continued drawing additional symbols on the board.

He wrote magical numbers beside the letters.

"1", "3", "7"

—Numbers in the magical world are not just quantities.

—They play a specific role in the construction of spells.

—For example, ’1’ represents unity and focus. Meanwhile, ’3’ is the foundation of the arcane triad, essential for most transmutation spells.

As he explained, some students began whispering among themselves, clearly confused.

A short-haired girl hesitantly raised her hand and asked.

—Professor, why is ’3’ more important than ’4’? Doesn’t that contradict numerical balance?

The mage paused for a moment, slowly turned his head, and cast her a cold look.

His eyes glowed with a distant, piercing blue light, as if trying to bore into her soul.

He said nothing, simply returned to the board and continued writing, completely ignoring her question.

I saw other students exchange uncomfortable glances, but no one else dared to speak.

Everyone simply copied the content in silence.

Mages... so clearly arrogant.

They cannot stand being questioned, and because of that, they become predictable.

Without that arrogance, I wouldn’t be able to earn magical crystals by teaching the other students.

Helena is only the beginning.

All I need to do is build a small reputation by helping Helena understand and become magically literate, thus attracting other students.

That will allow me to gather magical crystals in the process.

As the mage continued, he traced more letters and numbers on the board, this time forming combinations.

"Α3", "Σ7", "Λ1"

—These are fundamental combinations for basic spells.

—Memorize them. ’Α3’ is used for temporary magical barrier spells.

—’Σ7’ increases the intensity of elemental attacks, and ’Λ1’ serves as a base to stabilize unstable magic on the verge of failure.

Suddenly, another student, seated a few rows behind me, raised his hand.

—Professor, could you show us a practical example of these combinations?

The mage turned his head again, his eyes as cold as before.

He remained silent for a few seconds, creating an uncomfortable tension in the room, before finally answering with disdain.

—If you cannot grasp the basics, what use would a demonstration be? Learn to walk before trying to run.

—Besides...

—Hahaha, if you wish, I can offer private lessons —for the right price.

A weak, nervous laugh echoed through the room, but most students shrank further into their seats.

When he finished writing on the board, he turned around, crossed his arms, and examined the room with a critical gaze.

—Read and memorize quickly. If you cannot recite these combinations at the beginning of the next class, consider yourself disqualified from learning magic. This is not a profession for weak minds.

He smiled and clapped his hands, dusting chalk powder from his fingers.

—All right! Now we move on to another section. His voice cut through the silence like a blade.

Then, with a quick motion of his hand, he made the board begin to erase itself. The runes and numbers vanished rapidly, as if being sucked into the air.

I looked around and noticed that the students’ expressions were almost comical —wide eyes, slightly open mouths, pure despair.

They hadn’t even finished copying what was on the board! Some were still trying, scribbling frantically on their scrolls, but it was too late.

The mage, oblivious or deliberately ignoring the collective suffering, began preparing the next section.

Helena , sitting beside me, was in a panic.

Her hand gripped the quill so tightly I thought she might snap it in two.

Her scroll was a disaster —unfinished sentences, disconnected numbers, and badly written magical words. She looked on the verge of tears, writing as if her life depended on it.

I glanced at her from the corner of my eye, a faint smile forming on my lips.

Pathetic, I thought. All these people are destined for mediocrity —or worse.

When the class finally ended, the mage erased the last marks from the board and began stepping down from the platform without even looking in our direction.

His proud posture made it clear he didn’t care who had learned and who had not.

I sighed, leaning back in my chair.

That was far too simple, I thought as Helena finally dropped her quill and turned to me, clearly distressed.

—Eduard... I couldn’t do it... I didn’t even finish the first part! she stammered, her voice trembling.

I watched her for a few seconds before answering calmly.

—You remember our bet, don’t you?

—If you couldn’t memorize the main points, you’d owe me a magical crystal.

—But... if you could, I would be your teacher.

—So go ahead and ask whatever you want.

She hesitated, but her curiosity eventually overcame her nerves.

—Alright... then what does ’Α3’ mean? I couldn’t write it down properly.

I smiled.

—Temporary magical barrier. It’s used in simple defensive spells to block weak attacks. A basic combination, easy to apply for level-0 magic.

Her eyes widened.

—And... and ’Σ7’? The professor talked about that too fast!

—It amplifies the intensity of elemental attacks. Usually used for fire and lightning spells.

She began to look visibly overwhelmed.

—Are you seriously memorizing all this? What kind of memory do you have?!

—I told you, I replied confidently.

—My memory is excellent. Now, do you want to continue, or are you ready to admit I won the bet?

Helena remained silent for a few seconds, processing what I had just said.

Then, with a mix of admiration and resignation, she gave me a shy smile.

—You... you’re a genius, Eduard. How do you remember everything so quickly?!

I let out a short laugh as I stood up from the chair, stretching my arms as if relaxing.

—I never said I remember everything. Just the key points. That’s more than enough, isn’t it?

She watched me, still incredulous.

When I began to walk away, I looked over my shoulder and said in a slightly superior tone.

—After all, I am your teacher, am I not?

Helena quickly smiled and replied.

—Yes, yes, you are!

Internally, I thought arrogantly, Of course you would agree. I already predicted this outcome. Using the knowledge my biochip previously refined in my room to guide the ignorant... is practically charity on my part.

When we left the classroom, Helena was still full of curiosity.

She talked nonstop, pointing at her scribbled scroll as if trying to unravel the mysteries she hadn’t understood during the lecture.

—Eduard, that combination ’Σ4’ with ’δ2’... what was that for again? The professor said something about amplifying barriers, but I didn’t understand the context. Can you explain?

I glanced at her from the corner of my eye, a faint smile tugging at my lips.

—Helena ," I said in a calm, direct tone, —when you pay the price, we will continue this lesson.

She stopped walking for a moment, visibly surprised by my response.

But without delay, her expression shifted into one of resignation and determination.

With a sigh, she pulled a glowing blue crystal from the pocket of her dress.

The crystal reflected the light around us, shining faintly.

—Here is this week’s payment, she said, holding the crystal out to me.

I took it without hesitation, turning it between my fingers for a moment before carefully placing it in my pocket.

In a confident, almost authoritative tone, I replied. —Very well. Let’s go to your room. After all, I am now your teacher, and we have a lesson to begin.

Helena wasted no time. With a quick nod, she took the lead and began walking briskly through the corridors.

As we walked, I noticed that some people around us had overheard our conversation.

Curious glances were cast in our direction, and some whispered among themselves, clearly intrigued.

They are probably wondering whether it’s worth investing in me as a mentor.

But more than that, the idea of someone accompanying me to a room... well, that always comes with certain implications, haha.

I shook my head, dismissing the fleeting thought, though a sly smile appeared on my face.

Let them imagine whatever they want...

After a short walk through the corridors, we finally reached the dormitories.

Helena stopped in front of the dark wooden door of her room.

She slipped her hand into the side pocket of her doll-like dress and took out a small key.

With nimble fingers, she inserted it into the lock and turned it, producing a soft clicking sound that echoed faintly in the corridor.

With a quick motion, Helena opened the door and stepped inside, gesturing for me to follow.

I cast one last glance at the onlookers in the corridor before entering as well.

I closed the door behind me and thought with a malicious smile.

Time for the wolf to devour the sheep...

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