Chapter 83

"What is this imprinting technique!?" Long Yi asked.

The Dean pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "Originally, this shouldn't have been something you should know, but since you are the victim, it's fine to let you know. Otherwise, with your personality, you would definitely try to figure it out yourself."

Throughout history, to gain power, learning and training have always been indispensable. However, not everyone is suitable for sitting down to study. Some people with a talent for combat lose the opportunity to become top experts simply because they are not good at studying, which often makes people sigh in regret. Therefore, the magic research institutes of various countries have always been trying to find a way to acquire knowledge without studying. They gained some inspiration from the methods used by the dragon and elf races to pass down knowledge and developed the imprinting technique.

The so-called imprinting technique is a spell that forcibly leaves a packaged information in a person's mind. The human brain will automatically organize this information over time, and every time some information is organized, the person will gain some knowledge.

And Long Yi was the victim of the imprinting technique. The information implanted in him was probably something like coming to the outskirts alone when no one was paying attention. It might also include a suggestion to forget how he got there.

It must be said that this technique is extremely suitable for assassination, as the victim will have no awareness of their own actions. If it weren't for Long Yi's heightened alertness surpassing the imprinting technique, he would have really been in danger.

However, not everyone is suitable for the imprinting technique.

Firstly, the person's mental strength must be strong enough so that the imprinting technique does not affect the person being imprinted while organizing knowledge. Secondly, the person must have a certain foundation in the knowledge being imprinted, otherwise, the sudden influx of strange knowledge would completely collapse their knowledge system.

After receiving the imprinting technique once, a person will leave a permanent imprint, which is visible at the bottom of the eyes. This is how the Dean discovered that Long Yi had already been imprinted.

"Then, how can I remove this imprinting technique?" Long Yi, who had already understood the existence of the imprinting technique, really didn't like this spell, feeling it was like force-feeding.

"There is no way to remove it. Theoretically, the imprinting technique is more like a surgery, and you can only wait for your body to heal on its own. There is no way to remove it," the Dean said.

"Then, can I know what information was left behind?" Long Yi asked.

"That is possible. The imprinting technique can be triggered, but it will be painful," the Dean said.

"Then let's do it."

Long Yi was afraid of pain, but he was even more afraid that this strange imprinting technique would leave some aftereffects. If he unknowingly became a spy, he would be unable to defend himself.

The Dean nodded, not expecting that Long Yi would immediately request the triggering without hesitation.

"Let's go!"

The Dean's eyes suddenly emitted two white beams of light directly into Long Yi's eyes. Long Yi was initially stunned, then his muscles tensed, and he began to tremble violently. In a moment, his face had turned blood red!

The light disappeared, and Long Yi's body suddenly lost balance and leaned forward. The Dean was about to reach out to help, but Long Yi suddenly stepped forward and supported himself.

"Dean, you really did me in. This isn't just a little pain; even death wouldn't be this painful!"

Long Yi shook his head hard, trying to clear the dizziness caused by the intense pain. Long Yi had died before, and he lost consciousness right before death, so his brain didn't even have time to react to the pain.

The Dean smiled bitterly, knowing that for a dragon, this was really just a bit painful.

"How is it?" the Dean asked, deliberately avoiding the question of whether it was painful.

"Not bad, I think it's better to keep the imprint."

Long Yi chuckled.

It turned out that when the Dean cast the spell, Long Yi entered a mysterious state where he could even see the information transmission in his brain. Of course, it was an extremely profound way, not like seeing a bunch of neurons exchanging serotonin.

Then, he saw the imprinted information.

Part of it was to come here quietly when no one was around, and that was all. However, Long Yi was pleasantly surprised to find that this part of the imprint had merged with the knowledge of his giant heritage. The imprint was originally created to mimic the passing down of knowledge. This fusion directly loosened Long Yi's heritage, and some knowledge leaked from the merged position. Although Long Yi didn't know what knowledge had leaked, with a little time, he would certainly be able to master it.

Of course, Long Yi couldn't directly tell the Dean this. He only said that there was still some useful knowledge left, and the Dean didn't ask further. After all, it was knowledge imprinted in someone's brain, and if they wanted to lie, no one would know. Moreover, with current technology, there was no way to erase the imprinted information, so there was nothing to do but leave it.

Staying any longer was meaningless, so the Dean gave Long Yi his cloak to cover himself. It was already late at night, and the college was very quiet. Long Yi returned to the dormitory without disturbing anyone. When he got back, he saw Pigsy, with tears streaming down his face, pounce on him, opening his mouth wide and licking Long Yi all over with his long tongue.

Due to the contract, Pigsy and Shadow Dragon both felt the danger Long Yi was in, but Long Yi was too far away for them to sense his exact location. So Pigsy could only wail in the dormitory. Fortunately, the dormitory had a soundproofing spell, or someone might have come to investigate.

Feeling Pigsy's concern, Long Yi was deeply moved. At that moment, if he unleashed all his power and evolved Pigsy, he would have dared to fight that bastard in black right away.

Sometimes, Long Yi really wanted to give up this training method, as it was dangerous for both him and Pigsy. But he still held back because he knew that the path he had chosen was correct. If he really wanted power so urgently, how could he have given "that thing" to Elsa?

No, that wasn't the kind of power Long Yi was pursuing.

Long Yi had his own martial path!

Shower!

Eat!

Sleep!

For the mission, for Pigsy! For Little Shadow! For Elsa! For Irene! And for himself! Starting tomorrow, intense training!

Unfortunately, although Long Yi had made a plan, he still had to attend classes. After a long wait, after dinner, Long Yi and Irene did not return to the dormitory but went directly to the second-year training ground.

Actually, this special training was not just for Long Yi. His training already had a certain style and system, and he just needed to follow it. More of the special training was for Irene. Since Irene was a magic warrior, she couldn't use the Dragon Slayer Sword. She also couldn't use the stylish magic wand, and close combat would be very dangerous. Since Irene had merged with her dragon, the enemies she faced were too weak, and she had never experienced real danger. Long Yi believed it was necessary to increase the intensity of Irene's training to prepare her for the dangers she would soon face.

However, when they arrived at the training ground, they saw a person practicing swordsmanship with their back to them. The person was bare-chested, covered in sweat, and the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand was repeatedly slashing and stopping at the same spot in the air! Another sword was planted in the grass beside him.

"Awesome!"

Even someone as high-minded as Long Yi couldn't help but exclaim, for the person's movements were incredibly cool! He had never seen anyone wield a sword so stylishly in his two lifetimes! The control of force was simply perfect!

"This person must be a freak."

Long Yi whispered.

"Why?" Irene asked with a strange expression.

"Look at him. He requires each sword swing to stop at the same spot, which is theoretically and practically impossible. But he keeps practicing like this. What does this mean? It means he is very strict with himself, and someone who is strict with themselves will be even stricter with others. He will use his own standards to demand others, and these standards are completely useless. What else could such a person be but a freak?"

Long Yi explained.

"Brother Long, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought you knew my second brother!"

Irene's eyes sparkled; Long Yi's description was spot on!

"Of course, with my keen eye... Wait, this is your second brother?"

At this moment, the person had also put down the Dragon Slayer Sword and turned around. Indeed, it was a face that looked extremely similar to Irene, a strikingly handsome face! However, the face was as expressionless as a steel plate.

"Second Brother!"

Irene ran over happily, her face flushed, indicating a good relationship. However, the man's face still showed no expression, only a slight warmth in his eyes.

A born warrior!

"Second Brother, you're so cool! Do you need a towel? Are you thirsty?" The honest Long Yi quickly ran over with a smile.

"Brother Long, stop joking. Let me introduce you. This is my second brother, Ace, who is one year older than me but is already in the sixth grade! And he has already reached the 19th level of Aura. When we were at home, Second Brother was the one who took the best care of me, and we have a great relationship!" Irene said with a smile, noting that this was the first time she had seen Long Yi act this way. Little did she know that Long Yi was trying to make up for his earlier comment, as calling someone a freak in front of their friend would certainly affect their friendship. In her heart, Irene actually thought the same as Long Yi.

"Of course, of course. I can see that Second Brother is a handsome and charming god-like figure, so cool, so suave, so debonair..."

Long Yi continued to speak fluently, a skill he had learned from a comrade in his flying squadron, who could talk for half an hour without repeating himself. Long Yi had memorized it out of admiration, and it turned out to be useful.

Moreover, Long Yi was not flattering. Ace was truly so handsome that even Long Yi admired him. Not only was he handsome, but his physique was also very robust, unlike the skinny build popular in this era. [Note: The errors in chapters 80 and 81 were due to server delays, especially on mobile devices. The errors were corrected before release. Hehe~]

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