Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

Trinity raised her brows and observed for a long time, finally focusing her attention on a row of bulletin boards in the corner of the square.

Generally speaking, this kind of bulletin board is not uncommon in various institutions of higher learning. School activities, student activities, professor lectures, etc. will be displayed on these bulletin boards.

But most of the time, few people would stop and look at these bulletin boards.

But at this moment, some of the columns in this long row of bulletin boards were actually crowded with students copying down messages, which made Trinity curious.

"Hey, what is that?" she couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ovinia glanced at it and seemed familiar with it. She said, "It might be a little challenge posted on the bulletin board by some professor."

"A little challenge?"

Ovinia nodded, walked over to a bulletin board surrounded by students, took a look, and explained, “Well, some professors will write some interesting questions on the bulletin board and give them to students to solve.

If a student can solve the problem, the professor will give the student some reward, which can be credits, tuition, school supplies, or even a one-on-one private lesson.

I don’t remember which professor first tried this approach, but it quickly became popular as a good way to inspire students to think and improve the learning atmosphere, and it has now become one of the traditions of Sorensenburg University.”

"Oh~ Interesting."

After muttering with interest, Trinity began to wander around the bulletin boards surrounded by students, looking at the questions that the students were copying down with curiosity.

As she walked, Trinity suddenly stopped moving forward...

"Hmm? Trinity, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Trinity suddenly stop behind her, Ovinia turned back in confusion and asked her.

Trinity was standing in front of a bulletin board surrounded by students, staring at the questions posted on it in a daze.

This question is an advanced geometry problem that Trinity is very familiar with. As a magic rune wizard, Trinity needs to learn geometry-related knowledge in addition to magic.

Therefore, during her time at Lucaster College, mathematics, geometry, and drawing were also Trinity's compulsory courses.

The reason why Trinity was familiar with this question was very simple, because this question was the first advanced geometry question given to her by her geometry tutor in order to test her after she entered Lucaster College.

"I didn't expect... to see this question in this place..." Trinity couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you know how to solve this problem?" Ovinia asked curiously, looking at the geometry problem in front of her.

"Of course. This was the first advanced geometry problem I solved at Lucaster College. I spent a whole week trying to figure it out...

When I handed in the answer, I was trembling with fear, thinking that I took so long to solve it because I was too stupid, but the instructor was amazed and said I was a genius...

Later I found out that the questions he gave were not something a first-year student like me could handle at all. He gave them to me to make things difficult for me and didn’t believe that I could solve them at all, hahahaha~"

As she spoke, Trinity laughed with a hint of nostalgia, and Ovinia beside her also smiled knowingly.

At this moment, a voice of doubt and disbelief sounded behind Trinity: "Trinity? Trinity Bellavila?!"

"Ok?"

Trinity was stunned for a moment, turned her head, and found a man who was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a tan coat, with a beard and short blond hair, looking at her with some surprise.

Trinity asked in confusion: "Excuse me... who are you..."

"Is it really you? Trinity? Hahaha! Hey, talented lady, we haven't seen each other for almost twenty years!"

"Um... twenty years..."

Twenty years ago? I was still studying in college at that time. We were classmates?

"Forgot? We were both students in the geometry class. I'm Geman, the student sitting behind you!"

Sitting behind me, a classmate I am familiar with... Trinity's mind became active. With this reminder, Trinity's memory of the man in front of her became clearer.

Soon, she remembered the identity of the person in front of her: "Oh! I remember! That fat guy who always likes to bring snacks to class, right!

I asked you for food a few times back then, and you were fine. After twenty years, you actually lost some weight, and you look much more like a human being after losing weight~"

"......Uh..." Hearing Trinity's greeting, the man's face froze and he showed his hat with an awkward smile.

"Um...hahaha, that person you are talking about is Bob. He is still fat now. I am his deskmate..."

"..."

Chapter 127

The loneliness of the avant-garde

"So, this is..."

Ovinia looked at the blond man who took the initiative to talk to Trinity, and turned to look at Trinity with some curiosity.

After Trinity, the blond man named German, corrected her, her face looked a little embarrassed. Fortunately, she did remember the background of this classmate.

She introduced to Ovinia: “Ah, this is Geman, my classmate who sat behind me in the geometry class at Lucaster in advance.

I can say that he and I are friends. We have held several academic seminars together. But after graduation, we went our separate ways and have not been in touch with each other since. "

Geman also stroked his beard, and after recalling the past, he said with emotion: "Yes, after all, people are different. At that time, the director of the Magic Pattern Department declared you a talented woman who only appears once in five hundred years.

As for me, due to my low affinity for magic, I did not meet the threshold requirements for switching to the magic major, so I could only continue to pursue academic studies in the field of mathematics and geometry.

You received an invitation to the Witch Tea Party directly after you graduated, so I had no choice but to stay in Lucaster and work hard on academic achievements and try to get a tutor position.

Alas, now, we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years. I didn't expect to meet again here in Sorensenburg today. It can be regarded as fate."

Trinity also smiled crookedly and nodded, saying, "Ah~ Indeed, it's quite a coincidence~ I didn't expect to meet you here. Looking at your appearance, are you teaching here now? Are you the one who wrote the questions on the bulletin board over there?"

“Um… not really. I’m still a professor at Lucaster College. It’s just that I was recently invited by Sorensenburg to come here with several other professors to participate in a one-semester exchange course and give lectures.

As for that question...hahaha, it was indeed my handwriting. When the instructor was teaching, he used this question to give us freshmen a head start. It left a deep impression~"

"Oh, then it seems that you are doing well. I heard that the people that Sorensenburg is willing to invite to give lectures are mostly people who have made great achievements in their respective fields."

Gorman was quite pleased with Trinity's compliment. He stroked his beard and chuckled politely, "No, no, it's just a matter of gaining experience and doing research. I finally made it. There's nothing to brag about~"

Although he said so, anyone would feel a little proud when they achieve success.

After sharing with Trinity some of his achievements over the years, German asked, "By the way, Trinity, how about you? I haven't heard from you since graduation. Have you achieved anything at the Witch Tea Party?"

If German had asked Trinity this question a month earlier, Trinity would probably have been so embarrassed that she would have wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

But times have changed. The past is the past, and the present is now. Now this talented girl is a rising star!

"Oh~ I haven't achieved anything~ I just spent more than ten years to become a great witch~ After this tea party, I will be able to become a great witch~"

"..."

Hearing this, German fell silent. You are indeed a talented woman. You have redefined what "no achievements" means. You are probably the goddess who rules Versailles in the ancient continent, right?

Ovinia, who was standing aside, looked at Trinity's smug look at the moment, and couldn't help revealing a trace of speechlessness and a hint of contempt in the corner of her eyes. Who was it who had written a letter a few months ago complaining about being poor and accomplishing nothing?

Stimulated by Trinity's Versailles, Gehman rubbed his nose and stopped talking about achievements. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Trinity, why are you here? Were you invited by the school to give a lecture?"

"Uh... No, I came here with my friends to look for someone..."

As she spoke, Trinity pulled out Ovinia next to her and introduced her.

"Oh~ Puppet Master Ovinia? I've heard so much about you! I was wondering who this young honorary professor was. It turns out to be you!"

"Professor Gehman also complimented me. Although our research is different, the fact that you were invited here shows that you are at the same level as me."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two continued to talk about the matter. When Germann learned from them that their destination was Wilma, his expression became subtle.

"You're looking for Professor Wilma? That's great. I can lead the way. She should be in class right now. I know where her classroom is."

As he spoke, Geman waved and led the two girls into the teaching building. As he walked, he muttered, "Ah... So she was a member of the Witch Tea Party? That surprises me..."

"Huh? German, do you know her?" Trinity showed a hint of curiosity.

Geman nodded and said, "Yes, she is famous in Sorensenburg. I even went to listen to her lecture."

"Hiss...how do you feel?"

"Uh..." Geman's face became a little embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, he finally gave an evaluation: "What she said... is very inspiring..."

Upon hearing this comment, Trinity and Ovinia burst out laughing.

Ovinia comforted her, "It's okay if you don't understand. Just tell me. Don't say you don't understand. We witches can't understand Wilma's theories. She is... a little too avant-garde."

"It's not just a little bit, it's just that this woman's brain doesn't seem to belong to this era at all. She can't keep up at all." Trinity complained.

Geman also laughed and said, "Ah~ Hearing you say that, I feel relieved. It turns out that even the tea party witch can't understand what she said.

However, although I couldn't understand most of it, I could still follow some of it. Professor Wilma's research direction relies heavily on mathematics, which is what I am good at.

So, I can still chat with her to some extent. At least, I can get the title of a mediocre person with some strengths from her mouth~"

"Mediocre~hahaha, to hear her call you that, it seems like she really thinks highly of you. There were even quite a few witches at our tea party who were simply dismissed as idiots by her. Hahaha~"

The group followed German to the classroom where Wilma taught, chatting one after another.

When she was about to arrive in the classroom, they heard her voice before they saw her. Wilma's voice had an unusually crisp and strong feeling, and it was full of unquestionable confidence and even arrogance.

This voice is very recognizable.

“All the matter we see in this world, you, me, this table, the chair, and even the chalk in my hand, are essentially composed of microscopic particles condensed together by the forces between them.

Therefore, our existence, and even everything in this world, is a mass of particles. These particles are extremely microscopic, thousands of times more microscopic than the smallest organisms we know.

Therefore, the particles that make up our bodies are very dense and at the same time very spacious. They appear very dense to us, but using them as a reference system, the distances between them are particularly large.

Then the question arises. We know that we can sprinkle sand into the cracks of the rock pile to penetrate them, and the distance between particles is so large, why can't the particles in my left hand penetrate my right hand like sand penetrates the cracks..."

When the three of them walked into the classroom from the back door, they saw Wilma preaching her theory at the podium.

The witch's outfit was as smart as men's. She wore a dark brown coat on the outside and a white shirt with fine stripes inside. However, only the left half of the shirt was tucked into the waistband of her pants, and the right half was exposed.

She wore black trousers that extended down to her ankles and black low-heeled shoes. Her hair was also very simple, just tied into a ponytail, and even the messy split ends showed that Wilma didn't seem to have combed her hair today.

Her whole outfit showed a perfunctory attitude, but... compared to Wilma's perfunctory attitude, the students listening to her lecture were basically no less perfunctory.

There were only a handful of students in the entire classroom, and these few were all sleepy and could not listen to anything Professor Wilma said.

Seeing this, Trinity couldn't help but ask German, "Isn't it... that Wilma only has these few students in her class? And these students... are completely inattentive..."

"Um... I heard that this course taught by Wilma is a non-compulsory elective course, and what she said is really confusing, so... you know."

Hearing this, Trinity looked at the person standing on the podium, speaking eloquently to the few students below, giving a monologue that only she could understand.

For some reason, when she saw this scene, Trinity saw a hint of... loneliness in Wilma's sloppy and perfunctory figure.

Chapter 128

Different road non-phase plan

"Dingling Bell Bell ..."

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students participating in Wilma's unique micro-magic course came in with empty minds and continued to leave with empty minds.

Not a single bit of knowledge was stolen from the teacher, which fully demonstrated the students' respect for the teacher and their seriousness towards knowledge. Well, very good...

"Ah, are you done?"

Trinity, who was sitting at the back of the classroom, raised her sleepy face, rubbed her eyes, yawned and muttered.

"Yes, that's all..."

"Uh...ah, I didn't pay any attention in the second half of the class...I have no idea what they were talking about..."

"Hahaha~" German on the side couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw Trinity's carefree look that did not hide her ignorance at all.

"There are probably very few people in this school who can openly express their ignorance like you, Miss Trinity."

Trinity wiped the saliva stains from her sleep and responded nonchalantly, "There is no such thing as an omniscient person in this world. There is nothing wrong with talking about your own ignorance."

While German and Trinity were chatting, Wilma, who was teaching at the podium, packed up her lesson plans and sent the students away. She picked up the wizard hat that was placed beside the podium, walked down the podium and came to the last row of seats.

Watching Wilma walking towards her and the others, Trinity couldn't help but joked, "Wilma, should I say that your aesthetic taste is speechless? The combination of your shabby suit and your wizard hat is simply..."

Facing Trinity's teasing, Wilma snorted calmly and responded, "A person's outward appearance is just to please others.

Only those who are not confident in their own abilities will use such external means to please others, but I don’t need to please others, so dressing up is meaningless to me.”

Wilma glanced at Trinity and said in a condescending manner, "So, I wonder why this witch, Trinity, who was unable to produce any results in the tea party for three consecutive years, appeared in my class?"

When Trinity heard Wilma openly reveal her dark history, her expression froze for a moment, and then became distorted.