Chapter 317: Shadow in the laboratory

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When the teacher in a black dress heard these words, he didn't feel any

surprise. He walked to the fireplace at random, picked up the teapot, poured

hot black tea into his cup, and then returned to his seat, blowing slightly.

Holding the teacup, he took a sip, then put the cup down.

"It's such a big name now, and I won't even answer what I said." The teacher

said again, but it didn't seem to be really angry, but like a joke among

friends.

"No, it's just a bit cumbersome to explain, Berg."

"Tell me about Raleigh, my report here is almost finished, anyway, there is no

class tomorrow, how about going for a drink tonight?"

The teacher holding the teacup blew the teacup, took another sip, and then

slowly said.

"This child is different from other people. For the noble lady in our country,

I can patiently help her to guide and answer questions. And for this child, if

I show good things, she might be regarded as inferior. Pity or compassion,

which stimulates her self-esteem."

"That's also true. With the status of Viscount of the Empire, you can easily

be understood by this girl from Black Rock like that."

"Yes, I said on the surface that I was punishing her, but this would make her

hold her breath and concentrate on finishing the thick courseware."

"Aren't you afraid of really frustrating her and giving up on yourself?" The

man in the white shirt finished writing, pushed down his glasses, then walked

to the fireplace and poured himself a pot of hot tea.

"No, those eyes are exactly the same as Sailian of the year. She came from a

difficult mountain, and her will is not comparable to that of a noble child."

Leily said confidently.

"Anyway, you still have to save the field. If it doesn't work, let you sing

and red face and dress up well. Are you not so hypocritical?" Reilly continued

in a black dress.

"Hahaha, is this still you? Raleigh. I really can't tell, he was a ** back

then, why is he so kind and dedicated now." He came over with a laugh, leaned

against the window sill, and looked at the old man in front of him. Friend,

said with a smile.

"I am still me, I still like beautiful girls, look at those stupid stings, I

don't care about them?"

"Now I just talk about it, I know." The teacher in the white shirt gradually

calmed down.

"You've been single for so many years, and you still can't let go of the

Sailian of the year, otherwise you won't be a good Viscount improper, come

here to teach."

"Forget it, don't say it, let's go, go to the west for a drink tonight, I'll

treat you."

"Okay, you can't miss a treat. I'm not as rich as you. Those guys in robes are

really expensive."

"Haha, didn't you look down on the group of classmates who joined the church

back then? Do you regret envy you now?"

As the sky darkened, two middle-aged teachers closed the office door and

walked down the mountain. Under the pale yellow street lights, several magic

locomotives were parked on the side of the road, picking up students and

teachers after school.

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North Tower College, Eagle Beak Laboratory Building 407.

There was a bright moon floating in the sky, and the silver moonlight shone on

the granite wall, which seemed a bit cold. Most of the lights in the

laboratory building were off, and only a few of the laboratories were still

lit.

Jack was wearing an ultramarine robe belonging to the magic sequence, standing

by the experiment table, carefully assembling some metal components, and in

the middle of the process, he constantly checked whether the inscriptions were

connected, and occasionally used magic power to charge the experiment.

He was the only one in the quiet laboratory. The other students had gone back

long ago. Fortunately, the school’s laboratory would not be closed overnight.

Just deal with the scene and lock the door before leaving.

As the last screw is tightened, a silver device half a meter wide is

constructed. The main body is a horizontal cylindrical shape, and there are

thin pipes and a gear transmission mechanism next to it. It looks like some

kind of magical power furnace. .

He mixed the ground and matched red and black powder, rolled it up with paper,

tilted it slightly, and carefully poured it into one of the round holes, and

then added blue lubricating liquid on the other side.

After that, he cleared the tabletop, first raised a light blue barrier around

the mechanism, and then carefully shook the rocker. As a spark flashed, a roar

and explosion sounded in the mechanism, and the entire mechanism trembling

slightly. , Followed by the sound of fan blades turning inside. Hearing this

sweet voice, Jack felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Perhaps the pressure was too

strong, or the design was flawed. A strong light flashed, and then a ball of

flame exploded. Air waves, heat, and broken metal chips exploded inside the

barrier.

Fortunately, Jack reacted quickly and urgently reinforced the barrier so that

the internal explosion would not damage other instruments in the laboratory.

After a while, as the flame gradually ceased, he touched the barrier. Then the

smell of burnt and metal rushed into his nose, forcing him to step back and

open the window for ventilation.

The previous test device has become fragments, and nearly half of the main

body is broken and scattered, revealing the gears and transmission structure

in it, and the silver-white metal is full of burnt black and fractures.

Did it still fail? Although he was a little prepared in his heart, Jack felt

empty in his heart, and he dropped his hands in a somewhat awkward manner. He

looked at what he had spent a lot of credits and savings to make, and was

scrapped in an instant, which was still a little unacceptable.

He is a third-year student of the Tower College. He has been repeating for two

years. If he can't advance this year, he will have to leave Emenas by the end

of the year. This is also the reason why he has worked so hard since last

year, but he is not a very talented person, nor is he extremely smart, and he

has no family background or connections. He can only rely on himself.

Maybe he has no talent.

Jack found a place to sit down and stared blankly at the debris under the

light. In the shadows, he couldn't see any expression on his face, only a

black shadow.

Why? Obviously I have worked so hard.

After staying in Emenas for more than five years, he still stays in Sequence 5

and cannot be deposited. Various competitions and activities have not won any

ranking.

Thinking back to that year, when he first entered school, he was full of

spirits and bold words, and he felt only a bit of bitterness in his heart.

As a student of the magic sequence, he is really good at alchemy and

machinery, but this world is like this. Not only you are advancing, but the

people around you are also advancing. If you don't have the ability to

compete, you will only be reduced to a mediocre generation that no one cares

about.

Jack's energy and effort on various experiments and researches are not less

than those in the forefront of the grade, even more, and a lot more.

But I'm sorry, studying this kind of thing doesn't seem to be determined by

hard work, maybe it depends more on luck and talent.

Exploring in the unknown dark realm, who knows whether one's direction is

correct or not, often an outstanding achievement appears, and besides

countless failures, no one knows or cares about them.

At some point, his eye sockets gradually moistened, and Jack curled himself up

in the corner, looking at the debris under the light in that place, his vision

gradually blurred.

Can I just end my studies in such a mediocre way?

I am really unwilling to see such a wonderful world clearly.

Those dazzling geniuses, I also want to stand with them, even if only once.

His hands were tightly clenched, and his voice was choked. Jack slowly lowered

his head, not daring to look at the light again. In the dark, the blue robe

was also stained with a few drops of moist liquid.

Over the years ~www.mtlnovel.com~ he tried his best to improve his strength,

delving into those obscure technologies, just to find a blooming point.

It's a pity that this is just a foolish dream.

The laboratory was silent, and the only light slowly dimmed, but the person

sitting in the corner remained motionless, just sitting there quietly, slowly

watching it gradually go out.

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The lights went out.

The moonlight shines through the curtains and smudges the room into an

extremely dim dark blue.

A vague figure gradually appeared in the laboratory, as if she had been

standing there for a long time.

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