I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

"You go," His Majesty Qingdi didn't have the courage to face another "self" after all, she patted the projection on the terminal with a smile, "I will prepare lessons for you tomorrow, by the way, send me a copy of your schedule and textbooks .”

When Su Bai talked about class, he burst into tears, and weepingly threw a bunch of electronic versions of books to Ji Xiaqing.

His Majesty the Qing Emperor looked at the titles silently.

"Fundamentals of Charms", "Historical Changes of Light Magic", "Compilation of Ore Composition Analysis and Purification Requirements", "Encyclopedia of Magic", "Pronunciation of Ancient Magic", "Exploration and Application", "Self-created Formation" : From entry to proficiency", "Use of Terminal", "History of Ethernet"

"It doesn't look like something an underage Xiaolong learned." Ji Xiaqing flipped through the content in disbelief.According to her calculations, the esoteric and boring content of these compilations went straight to the college textbooks in her previous life.

Su Bai raised the corners of his lips slightly, and with a perfect smile, he said softly to Ji Xiaqing, "Do you know how many students there are in the Guangming Department?"

Ji Xiaqing looked at her curiously.

Su Bai pointed at himself, "It's just me."

Ji Xiaqing nodded: She does know that the elements of the light element are too scarce, and the fighting power of the light dragon is greatly reduced. Many light dragons don't learn the light element and change to the fire element, let alone a dark element dragon.

"How many teachers are there in the Department of Light?" Xiaolong asked himself, with a bitter smile on his face, "more than 40."

His Majesty the Qing Emperor applauded silently.

"Some courses are optional, not compulsory, such as "Historical Changes of Lighting Technique," Su Bai sighed, "But the teacher of the elective course hasn't started a class for a long time, and under coercion and temptation, all my elective courses It became compulsory."

Su Bai, miserable.

"The only good thing is that I will always be number one in my grade, and Dean Zhong is not harsh every time I get a scholarship." When it comes to money, the little guy finally got some energy.

"I think he's counting on you to apply for teaching funds, so how can he be harsh on you?" Ji Xiaqing smiled, and had a rough estimate of Xiaolong's foundation, "It's pretty good, at least some basic mechanisms I don't have to teach you from scratch."

She patted Xiaolong's head, tidied up the messy collar, and coaxed, "Okay, okay, I got it, let's go play."

Su Bai nodded, walked a few steps, looked at the collar he was ironing, and then looked back at her, muttering, "Can you make it bigger?"

Ji Xiaqing tilted his head to express his doubts, and his heart beat a little.

If it gets bigger, it may fall off the horse.

Xiaolong scratched his head angrily, "It's just...a little guy, I'm so fucking mad," she flashed into the "coffin" in the study before Ji Xiaqing could react, and left a sentence, "I want to see you It looks bigger."

His Majesty Qingdi was so angry that he jumped, "What is motherly anger! Please explain to me!"

Concerned and still wrong?

His Majesty Qingdi became angry like a puffer fish, and sat back at the table, looking at the e-book in the terminal, but his eyes didn't focus on it.

She also wants to get bigger, and she herself feels strange about the appearance of this little milk bag.

"Then you have to recover a little soul power." Ji Xiaqing knocked his head in distress, opened the mall, looked at the scarce soul medicine inside, and sighed again.

Su Bai sat in the lobby of the game's main page, and didn't choose to start the game. On the surface, everyone would be surprised by his sophistication.

When Zhong Boyang saw it, he would definitely yell—"Su Bai still thinks?"

Xiaolong frowned slightly, also a little distressed.

"How should I face her?"

It's the master, it's Ah Qing, and it's a human being full of doubts.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly ran to his bed, and insisted on putting away the unknown business card. He had superb cliché skills, was very familiar with his own face, and had superb talisman skills.

She raised her head and looked at Qingdi's clear and indifferent face in confusion, feeling a little relieved.

"It doesn't matter, let's take one step at a time."

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That night, Ji Xiaqing worked until three o'clock in the morning, and finally had a general understanding of the current theory of spell science.

Simply put, it's broken.

Ji Xiaqing thinks that she has sorted out the "Introduction to Charm Science" very systematically. Now there are only the introduction and the second half of the mechanism of spell casting. The most important analysis of the world, the analysis of elements, and the development of the world view are all gone. .

Whether it was artificially deleted or lost in the 1000-year war in the Middle Ages, it is hard to say.

This is equivalent to leaving only a bunch of chemical equations, but not telling people what the chemical elements are; only throwing a Schrödinger equation to people without even explaining the basis of quantum mechanics.

No wonder the current spell science has become a difficult and difficult subject that must be passed by pure memorization.

But why is the spell still cast?This is when it comes to the terminal, the personal computer owned by every Babel tower resident, according to Xia Qing's understanding, it is a personal supercomputer.

The prototype of the terminal was born at the end of the Middle Ages. It contained more than 3000 basic spell programs and more than 800 formation programs. Although it was far behind Ji Xia Qing's research and writing, it was still structurally complete.

And even if the terminal loses connection with the network, the spell can still be cast, because the spell system is stored locally in the terminal instead of being used online.

"The computing power brought about by the widespread use of calculators has been greatly reduced, or even lost." Ji Xiaqing muttered.

Using a terminal to cast talismans is too simple and has no side effects. A newly hatched dragon can use it, so why spend ten or eight years learning those complicated mechanisms?waste time.

Generation after generation, even the most basic things have been forgotten, and the impression of manually casting talismans only stays in the history books.

"So, now we only need to make up this lesson for the little guy," Qingdi muttered to himself, "it's not too difficult."

Because she checked Su Bai's grades by the way - as the first grader in the grade who was going to apply for a scholarship, of course it would be announced.Su Bai's grades were even better than she expected.

Come to think of it, this jewel in the palm of the Quanguang Department Academy was not trained to be an arrogant and domineering prince, but... to be a questioner.

Ji Xiaqing also took a look at the link under the grade announcement, which was an old-fashioned interview with a good student.Su Bai, who was still immature than now, had a fake and polite smile on his face, and complained frantically.

"If everyone is forced by the dean to do "3 sets of basic exercises" and "50 years of actual combat and 30 years of simulation" every day, they can also reach my level."

Su Bai, miserable.

That is to say, the little guy is at least proficient at reciting those theories that he doesn't understand, which is better than knowing nothing.

Ji Xiaqing stretched, and looked at Su Bai's room hesitantly, with a look of hesitation on his face.

go to sleep?

Earlier, Xiaolong walked out of the study with sloppy footsteps and a silly smile on his face, walked into his room with a smile, and fell asleep.

Ji Xiaqing didn't forget that his little bed had been moved into Subai's bedroom, and there were two luminous pearls beside it, one big and one small.

The big one is worth 100 credits.

"I still want to see her." Ji Xiaqing said softly in a very small voice.

She was afraid that she would see the sleeping little dragon, and she couldn't help but spy on the final giant beast in her deep memory, the dark giant dragon.According to the history described by the terminal, it is also the oldest dragon, now known as the ancestor dragon.

"I called her Dahei back then... Who told her not to tell me her name?" Ji Xiaqing muttered, but couldn't help it after all, carefully floated above the sleeping dragon, stretched out his hand gently, and pressed the dragon's temple .

"Wait." Qingdi came to his senses, and first added several layers of pure mind and soul stabilization to avoid being knocked unconscious by the giant beast in Su Bai's memory.

If the little guy finds him fainting on her bed again, he will be speechless.

Her whole body was enveloped by the white light represented by the soul, and then she quietly stretched out her hand.

Xiaolong turned over and raised his eyelids sleepily.

"Mom! Ghost!"

Su Bai immediately sat up and shrank into a ball, looking at the ball floating in the air with white light in the dark night, shivering.

His Majesty Qingdi withdrew his hand angrily, and hurriedly said, "It's me."

"Huh, Ah Qing, you're going to scare me to death." Xiaolong lowered his head slumpedly, doubts flashed in his eyes, but quickly disappeared, and he raised his head with a sleepy and silly face, reached out to fish the dumpling into his arms, and said Li muttered drowsily, "Seeing that you are afraid of the dark, you are already glowing by yourself, forget it and sleep with me."

Ji Xiaqing's hands and feet were stiff.

I fainted last time, but this time I fell asleep together while still awake!

This is not right!

She carefully pulled Su Bai's arm away, but Xiaolong clasped it even tighter.

Breathing in and out, the warmth from Su Bai's body slowly permeated the cold soul, making her feel a little warm in a trance.Xiaolong was still muttering some laughable and sad dreams, such as: "The price of nutrient solution has risen again, why is the dealer so wicked and why didn't you bring me one...", "Ah, it's money Finally, I can install an electronic grenade on Feite..."

She stared at Xiaolong's face, carefully stretched out her hand, and pressed it.

Alive, truly, youthful and firmer skin.

Not the one in my memory.

What's more, that dragon doesn't know the light system.

"Sorry," she said in a voice only she could hear, "You are Su Bai."

"I won't do it next time."

She didn't ignore the little guy's sad eyes when she fell into Xiaolong's arms and lost her mind.

Xiaolong muttered a few words that he didn't understand, and then tightened his arms a little.

Ji Xiaqing smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.