I have a Tantric panel

221 Winchester Street.

This is a relatively remote street in the capital, and the houses on both sides are obviously outdated, appearing even older and dilapidated under the hazy sky.

But they also have their own advantages—

Cheap!

The low rents attracted a large number of outsiders to the capital to make their fortune.

The original Xia En was one of them.

To be precise, the original owner actually came to the capital to stay with relatives.

His parents passed away from the disease six months ago, and he has no other siblings.

The only person I could contact was a distant cousin.

This distant cousin was indeed quite capable; he wrote a letter of introduction for the original owner, and since the original owner already had a degree from another university, he was able to become a teaching assistant at Akarin University.

Although his uncle didn't provide him with any other assistance, Xia En was filled with gratitude just for the letter of introduction.

Walk to the end of the street.

In front of me was a three-story building, with one wall covered in wisteria, resembling a silent purple waterfall.

Xia En lived in the attic of this small building.

The three floors downstairs were rented to a detective.

However, the other party is often away, and I haven't run into them many times since Xia En moved in.

The detective isn't home today either.

But as I passed the second floor, a black cat poked its head out.

The cat was lithe and had a brass bell around its neck, yet it walked without making a sound.

"Black Bell, it's you."

Xia En greeted him with a smile.

He knew that this was the detective's cat, which was semi-free-range.

Faced with the two-legged beast's fawning, Black Bell's gaze remained serene, showing neither flattery nor warm breath.

It just watched quietly.

It gives me a strange sense of unease.

After watching for a while, perhaps losing interest, the black cat turned around and disappeared into the shadows in the corner.

As expected of that gentleman's cat, it's just as eccentric as its owner.

Xia En sighed inwardly.

As I climbed up to the attic, the smell of dust and mold filled my nostrils.

Perhaps because his lung condition had improved, he was particularly sensitive to this smell that he was used to.

Even if your health rating drops from -1 to 0, lung disease can still worsen if you don't pay attention to your living environment.

The best solution is, of course, to move to a cleaner, better-ventilated place.

However, considering the current economic conditions...

I should find some time to clean the attic.

In Xia En's experience, if you put something off, the longer you put it off, the less you want to do it.

So he simply opened the skylight in the attic, covered himself with a scarf, and began to sweep.

While he was at it, he didn't forget his main quest—

Cramming on Latin!

"magister (teacher), magistrī, magistrō, magistrum..."

The most painful part of learning Latin is dealing with its declensions and conjugations.

In other words, the meaning of a word is mainly determined by word endings, rather than word order.

They may look like the same word, but their meanings can be completely different.

Even though Shane had mastered two or three foreign languages ​​in his previous life, he still couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when he came into contact with Latin.

However, it has to be done, even if it's difficult!

In this country called Albion, Latin is a compulsory subject for students in secondary school.

Those who fail the Latin exam cannot even go to university!

In fact, if the original owner hadn't at least left behind some knowledge of Latin, Shane would have been expelled from the academy long ago for being "illiterate".

As he cleaned, he silently memorized unfamiliar Latin words.

Suddenly, Yu Guangzhong.

[Latin: 0 (75%→76%)]

"……Um?"

Xia En raised an eyebrow.

Can self-learning also change the values ​​on the panel?

This is undoubtedly good news.

At least it makes learning more motivating, right?

Xia En's gaze then fell on [Constitution].

Obviously, as long as you eat well, sleep well, and exercise diligently, this attribute will gradually increase.

But as I said before—

The conditions don't allow it!

Want to eat well for free?

Without sufficient nutrition, haphazard training is tantamount to suicide!

"We still need to make money."

Xia En made up his mind and began to think of ways to make money quickly.

Physical labor can be ruled out for now—if you put your body to do hard labor, are you trying to kill yourself?

think carefully.

A university degree is still very valuable in this era.

Private tutoring, translation, document copying, or perhaps... writing short stories for a tabloid?

However, on the other hand, these jobs all require him to have a sufficient amount of knowledge.

At least……

You need to pass Latin!

So, after all that thinking, we've come full circle?

Xia En gave a wry smile and continued to diligently recite those obscure and complex phrases amidst the swirling dust.

……

……

"Rheinische Times Headline Today! The Royal Society has developed a new steam engine that will be more than twice as efficient as the original!"

"A copy of The Newtel Weekly costs only 3 coppers—Rising stage star Freya Adler will arrive in the capital next week to kick off a six-month tour!"

Amidst the cries of newsboys.

Shane walked hurriedly on his way to Akarin University.

Winchester Avenue also had another advantage for him: it was not far from Akarin University.

It only takes twenty minutes to walk there.

It was really kind of someone who couldn't afford a carriage.

As he passed the newsboy, Shane hesitated for a moment, but still bought a copy of "Newtl Weekly".

It wasn't because of that "rising star" whose name I'd never even heard of.

Rather, it was because the newspaper often published job postings in a corner.

In addition, it has a dedicated section for novels.

Compared to the more official and formal Rheinische Times, it is closer to the lives of ordinary people.

I glanced at it briefly and didn't see any useful information.

However, I did see news reports of painters and playwrights committing suicide.

The art in this world seems to possess a certain "magical" quality.

There are often cases of artists going insane or committing suicide.

I stuffed the newspaper into my bag and walked briskly to the gates of Akarin University.

Several horse-drawn carriages were already parked at the entrance.

Akarin University has its own dormitories, but not all students are comfortable living there.

In particular, some aristocratic students in the capital preferred to ride their own carriages to school.

Just then, an exceptionally luxurious carriage came to a stop.

A blonde girl with red eyes slowly stepped down from the coachman's chair.

"Thank you, Mr. Mark."

Clara smiled and thanked the driver.

Look, what a kind girl!

He was polite to even servants of low status, displaying the demeanor of an aristocrat.

Several young students quickly surrounded her and excitedly started chatting with her.

Some people's eyes held undisguised admiration.

If it were before, Xia En would probably have also felt a great deal of affection for the girl.

However, after learning that the other party might practice the "Moth" principle, he became more cautious.

Remember, don't judge a book by its cover!

Even so, Shane still intended to go up and talk to Clara.

We need to try to find other ways to obtain [Soul Points].

He had barely taken a step when a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Hey! Shane, what do you want?"