NOVPUBLanci was at a loss on how to prove his theory correct.
The Empire was likely still exploring the process from zero to one, while Lanci actually already had a product worth ten in his hands, yet the problem was that his progress was too advanced to show anything.
It wasn’t even a so-called fission, but rather a more powerful fusion, the issue being that he could not casually display something like the ’Nuclear Fusion Wolf Transformation’, for it might expose his identity as the holder of the Sealing Stone Tablet due to its Obsidian-like Divine Era special effects.
No matter how you put it, it was too much for Lanci Washington, a Sixth-order professor from such a remote area, to bring out something like that.
The undercurrents began to stir in the classroom.
The person at the cold vortex’s center seemed oblivious and casually clapped his hands with ease,
"Power only happens in the shadows, that is the rule of the political game we are discussing, and it’s clearly still within the scope of Magical Engineering."
At the podium, Professor Landry responded to Ursula’s critique that "he seems more like a politician than a Magic Engineer."
His statement gradually quieted the classroom.
"So, would you rather see knowledge that any student in this classroom can master and use, if they only put in the effort?"
He asked.
As the academy’s new professor, he felt some students still harbored unsettled doubts about his earlier remarks.
"Of course."
Many students replied.
Others followed with chattering, suddenly enlivening the atmosphere.
Professor Landry’s words had ignited their curiosity for the first time.
Ursula’s tactic of "doubt first, regardless of truth" was essentially thuggish questioning, since acquiring this skill, she had become extremely adept at it, and many professors in the school knew to avoid it.
Though Professor Landry didn’t need to fall into a self-verification trap at the moment, it would be a different matter if he truly had genuine capabilities.
"Then I’ll teach you some basics that are easy to understand, hoping it might help."
Professor Landry surveyed the large classroom.
Speaking, he moved to the far left of the whiteboard, softly picked up a marker, and began to write smoothly on the board.
At first,
it was just some basic concepts and axioms.
But it quickly evolved into a complex process of derivations.
Symbols and curses flowed continuously on the whiteboard, branching out, with Professor Landry immersed in his expertise as if no one else was present.
"Isn’t this the original text and interpretation of ’Genesis Record’?"
"He seems to be writing ’Chapter of Sealing and Imprisonment’, ’Chapter of Flame and Fury’ using the Demon Race script."
The audience below was still noisy and confused, unable to discern the professor’s purpose.
This time, they could easily understand.
Keep in mind, the interpretation of ’Genesis Record’ was only a level 1 and 2 course; the students sitting here had long learned the content of those thirty-three chapters.
"He won’t think this basic stuff is going to bamboozle us, right?"
"For years, the interpretation of ’Genesis Record’, except for the yet-to-be-solved Divine Arts, its contributions to Magical Engineering had long reached a transparent stage."
Elsa, hearing these voices, gradually lowered her head, becoming embarrassed.
Even she could understand what her brother was writing, indicating that the material was too basic and not convincing to the Magic Artisans of Saint Kray Temple.
"Wait."
"This interpretation..."
But as the derivation intensified, the room gradually fell silent, save for the rapid scratching sound of the marker.
Everyone stared at the dense text on the whiteboard, intuitively sitting up straighter with puzzled expressions.
When Professor Landry wrote down the epoch-making finishing symbol on the last line.
The entire room went dead quiet.
Everyone stared dumbstruck at the text.
Soon after, exclamations burst forth.
Suddenly, the classroom erupted into chaos, students heatedly debating.
"Why do I feel like I had an epiphany?"
"Especially about the [Fire] and [Sealed] attributes."
"I don’t get it, what is this? Tell me what you understood."
Pointing and shaking the person next to them, either in admiration or criticism, yet no one could articulate the mystery.
In an instant, the conventions of both Sealed and Fire attributes seemed as though they were broken and reshaped.
The more they watched, the more they felt something was off. 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
The professor’s interpretation was straightforward yet profoundly enigmatic, as if he had dissected the two Original Slabs right in front of them!
Even Ursula’s initially scornful expression began to disappear.
Compared to the students whose eyes were fixed on the whiteboard, she exhibited more astonishment and confusion, her gaze more on Elsa’s brother.
"The professor couldn’t have seen the [Original Stone Tablet - Fire] and [Original Stone Tablet - Sealed], could he..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Though a student muttered, they all knew, jokes were after all just jokes.
[Original Stone Tablet - Fire] is nearly impossible for a Magic Artisan in their lifetime to observe.
There was only one reason for that, and it was its current holder.
To ask Bishop of Destruction Ivanos to view the slab was tantamount to becoming brothers with Yama.
[Original Stone Tablet - Sealed] was something people from the South Continent had no chance of seeing.
Only a madman would consider viewing the slab in Asksan on the Northern Continent.
"..."
Talia was at a loss for words.
Indeed, no one suspected that this fellow held two stone slabs.
After all, it was more believable to think Loren might be resurrected than this professor possessing the Original Slabs.
