A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 70 Instinct
Quinn placed the suitcase and coat on the table.

A small window faces the desk. Outside the window, you can see the vast and calm Mirror Lake. The vast forest stretches to the end of the sight. Further out is the wilderness under the crater. The clouds and mist outside the mountain are hazy and it is difficult to see clearly.

Quinn took a deep breath. Compared with the smog in Sewell, the air in Grindelwald's pollution-free primeval forest was fresh and sweet, which was refreshing.

When his grandmother was still alive, he was studying in a university in the city and occasionally took a long-distance bus back to the countryside. The first breath of air he took when he got off the bus was like this, as if he had entered a clean world, and even his lungs opened up with every breath.

This is the staff dormitory arranged for him by Grindelwald. It only takes three minutes to walk from the dormitory to Amamiya Ningning's office through the reverse stairs.

The dormitory is not big, with one bedroom, one living room and a bathroom. It is decorated like a Nordic cottage. There is a brick fireplace in the living room, which looks big enough for Santa Claus to pass through.

The furnishings were simple: a pair of sofas, an incredibly soft bed, and three bookcases. Although the furniture was old, the quality and materials were excellent, far superior to the apartment I had lived in before.

The pillows and quilt on the bed smelled of time, like old things that were usually piled in the cupboard and carefully taken out, washed and dried during the holidays. Quinn liked it very much.

In addition, there are some interesting things in the room, such as a shiny silver mechanical typewriter on the table - Quinn doesn't know how to use it, but he has read in books that there is a profession called "Automatic Memory Doll" in this world, which specializes in using typewriters to help illiterate people write letters. He casually pressed the character keys on the typewriter, and the crisp sound of mechanical springs rang out.

There is also an exquisite dial phone in the living room. The phone book next to it contains the contact numbers of the teachers' offices in the college. The main purpose of this thing is to contact the cafeteria for meal delivery. There are no kitchen utensils or stoves in the room. You can order whatever you want to eat directly from the cafeteria. In addition to the special menu of heroes, almost all the delicacies from various continents can be ordered, completely free of charge.

The dormitory is a personal space, so there are no paintings on the walls, but there is a huge halo magic circle hanging above the fireplace - that is the resurrection point of the undead totem.

There is a small paper figure on the table, which is golden. When you touch it, you can feel that the gold on it is not oil paint, but real gold foil.

Emeralds were inlaid into the paper man's eyes, and a miniature halo was painted on his body.

This is a life-saving talisman issued by the college to teachers and students.

After being scared by He Mo, Quinn had realized that it was really possible to die suddenly while walking on the street in this crappy college. He carried the Totem of Undying with him. In this way, when his life was in danger, the totem would die in his place, and he would be reborn in the dormitory.

After using it up, you can go to the training department to get more. Listening to Yu Gong Ningning explaining to him, it seems that this thing is still a high-frequency consumable. The people in hell call it Little Grindelwald.

In the corner of the living room, there are piles of crucibles, bird cages, magic carpets, and brooms. These are tools that arcanists use in their daily lives, but Quinn has no need for them.

There was also a guide book on the table, which mainly introduced how to use the upside-down stairwell connecting the various floors of Grindelwald's main castle.

The upside-down stairs can be controlled with arcane magic, and the manual contains detailed spells and precautions.

The potion gave him some of Merlin's magic circuits, and theoretically he could already use arcane magic, but he could not do anything except the immobilization spell activated by the circuits.

Fortunately, the manual also wrote about the operating rules of the stairs, and he could use them normally by memorizing the route combinations. But this was too much. Grindelwald Castle was divided into three large areas, with countless corridors, classrooms, laboratories, etc. There were thousands of stair movement combinations. Fortunately, memorizing them by rote was not a difficult task for him.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but even though the system didn't give any prompts, Quinn felt that his memory had improved again - perhaps it was the effect of increased energy. After memorizing more than a thousand stair routes, he didn't feel mentally tired at all.

There is a route here that leads to the quarter platform on the sky island. For Quinn, who cannot fly, he can leave the academy via the stairs.

He refused to use the stairs. It turned out that the damn Amamiya Ningning was trying to scare him on purpose.

Quinn sat on the sofa, thinking back to the silver dragon.

If it weren't for the system prompt, he would have found it hard to believe that the silly Wangcai had such a huge body. It was as if it was covering the sky.

Now Quinn can confirm that Amemiya Ningning's father is a time traveler from Earth and the mysterious fortune teller described in the system.

He activated the illustrated guide and repeatedly browsed through the descriptions of [Fish Tank] and [Silver Dragon]. Then, his eyes gradually locked onto a strange line of information in the description of the Silver Dragon.

[Only the ancient dragon that dominates the sky can find the way home]

Whose hometown is this "returning home" referring to? Gu Long? Or Amamiya Nene's father?

Quinn's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that he needed to be a poop scooper and cultivate a relationship with Wangcai.

Black stockings and beautiful legs, nothing is as interesting as stroking the silver dragon.

Quinn didn't consider himself a coward. Although he couldn't say he was as brave as those who played extreme sports, he wouldn't be scared to death by a dragon. Even if his legs were shaking, it was normal, but fainting from fear was obviously unreasonable.
Mental attack? Long Wei?

After taking the potion, is it possible for me to withstand this kind of pressure?

The inflated feeling he'd felt after becoming a Transcendent was completely dispelled at that moment. Forget about the useless Sequence Nine, even if he were a high-Sequence, facing this mythical creature would be difficult.

Who is Amamiya Nene's father? He left this ancient dragon to his daughter, so he's clearly not just a fortune teller.
Quinn supported himself on the table with one hand, exerted force with his arm, and slowly stood upside down. Then, he bent his elbow and repeatedly pushed himself up and down.

One, two, three.
He didn't want to exercise, but wanted to test the limits of this body.

The knowledge Ankuya had given him about the superhumans was still too one-sided. That day in the jewelry store, Xia Dai'er's bodyguard had left a deep impression on him—"superhuman strength" might be like the serum Captain America received, measuring strength by physical strength.

From the fifth one-handed handstand push-up, I felt a noticeable soreness in my arms, but my core strength was still stable and I was able to continue.

From the perspective of ordinary people, this is already extremely awesome. Being able to stably do a handstand with one hand requires extremely high physical fitness. Many big guys who spend years in the gym can't do better than Quinn.

But if I use that bodyguard as a standard, I am still far behind.

The fate of a warrior. Just hearing it makes one think he is very capable in fighting. Just hearing the name of a 'useless person' makes me feel like I am giving up. Ankuya said that the name of each sequence has its own meaning. So what is the meaning of a useless person?
Quinn did ten push-ups, his body shaking violently, so he turned over and shook his hands.

This amount of power is far from enough. It's time to think about the second extraordinary potion.

Amemiya Ningning's father asked me to choose the fate of a "thief". He is obviously not a hero, so why does he know that the fate of a hero can be dual-cultivated? Should I listen to him?
That strange instinctive feeling came back again.

You should listen.

He still hasn't figured out what the fighting instinct that naturally emerged from his body was when he was fighting with He Mo in his dream.

Quinn had not received any combat training. Even if he had practiced Sanda or martial arts on Earth, it would be impossible for him to combine firearms and magic so smoothly in this world.

He wanted to attribute this instinct to the improvement brought by the potion, but the system did not mention that the [Useless Person] potion had a similar effect. Moreover, when he was in the jewelry store that day, he shot and killed two robbers with incredible ease.
Hide behind, keep a good distance, watch the opportunity carefully, and even have a firm premonition of when the strange arcane magic will be launched, so you can shoot calmly.

I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now when I think about it, it seems so strange. Why wasn't I nervous at all?

Now this instinct told him that he should choose the thief potion. He felt that this one was "stronger" for no reason.

But the fates of warriors, knights, and ninjas clearly sound more powerful, and even compared to archers and secret agents, thieves seem out of place.

Why?
Quinn couldn't help but raise his fist - he was imitating Ip Man's Wing Chun posture, wanting to test whether this instinct was reliable. Could it be that I really learned fighting without any instruction?
After a few quick swish punches, Quinn almost laughed himself out of frustration. He had both power and speed, but his stance was like a turtle. Ip Man would have said he wouldn't accept him as a disciple.

boom!
The movement of the flames startled Quinn, who saw the firewood in the fireplace inexplicably begin to burn after Quinn threw a few punches.

"Holy crap, I cancelled the flaming fist?!"

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the wood crackled. Soon, a pair of leather shoes stepped out of the fire, and Quinn saw Ankua's expressionless face.

"Aqua, what's up, huh? Mr. Cavendish?"

Amemiya Ningning followed closely behind and also walked out of the fire.

Not only the two of them, but also Jacob from the Department of Education, Vice Dean Hemer, Vice Dean Stephens, Dean Fofmark, Head of the Department of Potions and Alchemy Snape, and Head of the Department of Personal Basics Weber.
The huge crowd of people blocked the already small living room.

Except for Amamiya Ningning who was blinking at him frantically as if to hint something, everyone looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

"Dear leaders...would you like to make dumplings?"

The atmosphere was too solemn, and Quinn could only utter something strange, wondering if these people were brought by He Mo?
Ankuya walked up to him, looked down at him, and said coldly:

"Put all your wands, arcane items, scrolls, and weapons on the table. You have no right to remain silent. Everything you say will become a reference for the academy to deal with you."

"Or, you can choose to plead guilty and accept punishment directly."

He raised his hand and waved gently -

"Search."

(End of this chapter)