I have a Tantric panel

Chapter 3 Aurora

Turning around, I saw a slightly chubby young man with messy hair behind me.

The freckles on her face were just as noticeable as her dark circles.

Upon seeing the other person, Xia En breathed a sigh of relief and punched the young man's shoulder.

"Ronan, you startled me."

The young man with the messy hair was named Ronan Doyle, and he was also a teaching assistant at Akarin University.

Unlike Shane, who was dirt poor, Ronan came from a wealthy family and became a teaching assistant purely out of personal interest.

In his own words, if he were to be laid off, he would have no choice but to go home and inherit the textile factory on the banks of the Rhine.

However, this guy had a surprisingly good personality and was one of Xia En's few friends.

"Hey? You look much better after just one day!"

Ronan was slightly surprised to see that Shane's complexion was a little rosier and that he didn't hear that familiar cough.

"You've finally decided to go to St. Peter's Church to get your lung disease checked?"

"No, it's probably because I rested well yesterday."

Ronan paused when he noticed that Shane's gaze was still fixed on Clara, who was surrounded by admirers.

"Hey kid, you wouldn't happen to have a crush on that girl, would you?"

He offered a slightly more serious reminder.

"Excuse my bluntness, but that young lady is not someone we can pursue. You'd better give up on that idea as soon as possible."

It's not what you think.

Xia En couldn't very well say, "I don't lust after other people's bodies, I only lust after their [soul particles]," could he?

They could only make up some excuse to brush it off.

"I need to talk to her about something."

"That would be best."

Ronan shrugged, clearly not quite believing it.

While the two were talking, Clara was already walking into the academy surrounded by a group of students.

Seeing this, Xia En didn't continue to approach.

Since we're both in university, there will always be opportunities to meet.

"By the way, did you look at your class schedule for today?"

Ronan added, "I just saw that your name appears in an art appreciation class. You'd better check it out quickly."

"An art appreciation class?"

Xia En's expression immediately turned serious.

The internal structure of the University of Akarin already resembled that of a modern university, consisting of various colleges.

Besides the established science, theology, and law schools, there is also a relatively unique arts school.

It is special because art in this world has a certain danger.

People who excessively pursue art often embark on a path of no return.

Yet, every year countless people flock to the field of art.

This results in the fact that, in the eyes of students, the art academy is both taboo and has a unique appeal.

I walked quickly to the Academic Affairs Office.

Shane's gaze swept quickly across the notice board on the wall.

He quickly found his name.

as predicted.

Professor Alarola's "Art Appreciation Course" is prominently featured among them.

When the administrative staff in the academic affairs office saw Xia En, they offered a brief explanation.

"Ms. Winnie was supposed to be in charge of Aurora's courses, but she hasn't come to school for two days and no one can contact her."

"You'll have to do it for now."

Xia En paused for a moment, but then nodded.

"I see."

Although teaching assistants are considered teachers, they are essentially academic support staff in schools.

There is absolutely no right to refuse this "reasonable" arrangement.

A teaching assistant is like a brick; you can move it wherever you're needed.

Xia En gave a self-deprecating bitter smile.

Nearby, another teaching assistant patted him on the shoulder sympathetically as he passed by and whispered a reminder.

"Don't look at Professor Aurora's paintings, and don't think about her words; it will make you safer."

"Thank you, Paul."

Shane thanked the exceptionally tall teaching assistant.

"I just hope that I won't be the next one to take a class with Professor Aurora."

Paul waved his hand and turned to leave.

The "Art Appreciation Class" was scheduled for the morning.

Before class, Shane arrived at Professor Aurora's office early.

There are piles of oil paints, plaster statues and canvases here, and the smell in the air is not pleasant.

Most of the scrolls are covered with gray gauze, obscuring their original appearance, but they still instinctively make people want to explore them.

Ara, who was sitting behind the desk, was about forty years old.

His hair was slightly gray, his cheekbones were prominent, and he didn't have many wrinkles.

But anyone could tell that she must have been an extremely beautiful woman in her youth.

Even at this age, her temperament and demeanor still possess an indescribable beauty, especially her lake-blue eyes, which are unforgettable once seen.

It is said that Professor Aurora has quite a few suitors in the college these days?

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, Xia En spoke respectfully.

"Professor Alara, I'm Shane, your teaching assistant. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"A new teaching assistant?"

Aurora looked up, but didn't ask where the previous teaching assistant had gone. She simply pointed to an easel beside her.

"You've come at the right time. Help me move this painting to the classroom; I'll need it during class."

"Yes."

Xia Engang nodded in agreement.

The antique panel reappeared.

[You have come into contact with a transcendent being who embodies the principles of the "heart" (for the first time)!]

[Soul Point +1!]

The heart symbolizes life, vitality, protection, rhythm, and eternal movement.

Life is a drumbeat that never stops.

As long as the heart beats, life continues.

Recalling the information about the principles of the "heart," Shane felt somewhat strange.

Is Professor Aurora a superhuman?

Is the probability of encountering superhumans at this school a bit too high?

Moreover, unlike Clara who had not yet undergone transformation, this professor was clearly a genuine superhuman, and his nature was completely different.

"Um?"

Aura slightly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the pale face.

"I'll go right away!"

Xia En quickly came to his senses, carefully took the canvas off the easel, and headed towards the designated large classroom.

After he left, Alara murmured thoughtfully.

"What did those eyes...see?"

……

Before the school bell rings.

The students entered the classroom one after another, most of them radiating youthful energy and high spirits.

As some of the most outstanding young people in the country, they certainly have reason to be proud.

Standing in the corner of the podium, Xia En was barely noticeable compared to them.

Very few students took the initiative to greet him.