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　"There shouldn't be another person named Weber Wilhelm in this classroom."

　Lin Zhen said calmly, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

　Weber was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fist, felt a surge of excitement, sat down, opened his notebook, and continued the lesson seriously.

　“Camus, now it’s your turn to ask a question. The projection you mentioned is a very interesting topic, and I’ll give you a brief overview.”

　Lin Zhen returned to the podium:

　“Projection is actually a reproduction of past experiences. Common projections are usually mirror images, which often only project the outer shell. But there are exceptions, such as projections of memories, mental images, and past reproductions…”

　"More rare are the special projections brought about by the [Realm Marble], but strictly speaking, those don't belong to projection magic; they're just a secondary ability of the [Realm Marble]..."

　The class ended quickly.

　"How does it feel? I feel like I've gained so much! Maybe I can even extract some inspiration from it and publish one or two more papers!"

　"Professor Lin Zhen's explanations are so easy to understand, and he's also meticulous, patient, and handsome. If only I could... get his magic gene."

　"hehe."

　Reines twitched the corners of her mouth, rolled her eyes, and gave her an expression as if she were looking at an idiot.

　From Lin Zhen's perspective, it's probably about repeatedly instilling in you the idea that "1+1=2," or rather, why "1" is "1."

　To be honest, it's no different from lecturing monkeys; I'm just teasing you guys.

　If you actually listened to him and heard something real, you'd know what it means for someone's head to explode—in a physical sense.

　"Lenes, go back to the study."

　When get out of class ended, Lin Zhen immediately left without delay and walked out of the classroom.

　Weber immediately got up to chase after him, but was caught by Amresh, the "model student" in the class.

　"Where are you going?"

　Weber brushed his hand away and walked forward impatiently.

　"Of course we'll go to the study! Maybe we'll get a private lesson!"

　A small group of students came up to Weber and started fiddling with him.

　"Pfft, hahaha, a nouveau riche magician like you, are you still dreaming?"

　"Stop daydreaming. Professor Lin is calling you over; he'll probably just give you a scolding."

　"It's a good thing Professor Lin Zhen came today; if it were Professor Kenneth, you'd be dead!"

　"You dared to say those things? You're courting death! There's a limit to stupidity and unrealistic thinking! If you're going to kill yourself, don't drag us down with you!"

　Weber gradually stopped walking, biting his lip. Could what they were saying be true?

　"I believe you."

　A hand gently patted me from behind.

　He turned his head, and with a click, the camera flashed, causing him to involuntarily close his eyes.

　Weber paused for a moment before opening his eyes, looking at the short-haired blond man in front of him, a man who was usually invisible in class:

　"You're the one who was called out along with me... Camus?"

　Camus put down his camera and whispered:

　"Although I'm not very bold to say it, I actually think your idea is quite good."

　Teacher Lin, he doesn't seem like a rigid person. Why not go and see him? Don't let these stereotyped people influence you.

　After saying that, she walked forward.

　Weber first lowered his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, then clenched his fist, quickened his pace, ignoring the gossip along the way, and made his way to Lin Zhen's study.

　He hesitated for a long time before finally reaching out to knock on the door.

　"Please come in."

　With a click, the door opened automatically inward.

　inside.

　The black-haired youth sat upright.

　Weber walked in, looking somewhat awkward, and stood behind the chair.

　He had heard rumors about this Teacher Lin to some extent, and could only say that he was someone even the big shots in the Clock Tower dared not mention casually.

　It's like... a kind of taboo.

　"Hello."

　"Don't be nervous, sit down."

　Lin Zhen gestured, and Reines served the two of them black tea.

　"Um... Professor Lin Zhen, about the idea of ​​Mystic Code."

　Weber scratched his head, looking like he wanted to delve deeper but was too afraid to ask.

　"very nice."

　Lin Zhen nodded. "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

　"I don't know."

　"Because you have great potential."

　Weber's eyes lit up, and he was just about to be happy when he heard the next sentence.

　"But your potential is actually not worth mentioning to me. This is not to completely deny you, but it is the truth to me, whether it is your magical talent or your costume design."

　Lin Zhen gently brushed her black dress, and countless blue circuits gradually appeared.

　"hiss--"

　Weber gaped, looking completely stunned.

　This entire garment!

　Almost all of them are made of magic circuits!

　Their family's magic circuits, passed down for three generations, are not even as good as... one of these.

　"You were the first to bring this up, which is why I contacted you."

　Lin Zhen said, "I mastered this technology when I was six years old."

　Weber took a deep breath.

　"So, do you really... still need me?"

　Even if the outcome is the same, there are countless paths to take.

　Lin Zhen took out a black, glossy box, which also had a piece of parchment with gold patterns on it:

　"If you can provide your own derivation process, it doesn't matter if the result is wrong."

　"This is a small gift, and also an agreement."

　Without a moment's hesitation, Weber picked up a fountain pen with special ink, signed his name directly, and didn't even look at the contents.

　"Very good. From today onwards, you are a prospective disciple. This task is your test."

　Lin Zhen spoke up.

　"Eh?!"

　Weber stepped out of the room, as if his soul had separated from his body.

　"Hey, Weber, what did Professor Lin Zhen say to you? Is he really going to try to get you expelled, just like Amresh said?"

　Melvin suddenly grabbed his shoulder from behind, and asked him with a neurotic smile.

　"No, the professor said he wants to test me."

　Weber held the black box in his hands and sighed.

　Melvin spat out a mouthful of blood at Weber:

　"What are they assessing?! Are we going to be asked to leave if we don't pass the assessment?"

　Weber dodged it as expected, muttered a complaint, and handed over a handkerchief:

　"Sigh, you're still the same as ever."

　"Haha, it's an old problem."

　Melvin took Weber's handkerchief, put it in his pocket, and then took out his own handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

　"So what exactly are they testing you on?"

　"A disciple who has just entered the ranks of disciples."

　"?!"

　Melvin's eyes widened in shock for a moment.

　Are you sure you're not lying to me?

　Why would I lie to you?

　Weber gestured to the box in his hand:

　"This is a gift for me, they said I should use it to complete the assessment project."

　"Can I open it and take a look? I promise I won't share it."

　Melvin raised his hand, scattering powder to create a barrier that repels people.

　"Look, I think it might be some relevant information."

　Weber opened the box; inside was a very ordinary black suit.

　"..."

　Melvin narrowed his eyes, leaned closer to look, slowly raised his head, and spoke in a calm yet terrifying tone:

　“Waveper, if anyone else had seen this formal attire, you would be dead by now.”

　"Couture?"

　Weber thought of the outfit Lin Zhen was wearing... No way?!

　He reached out, but Melvin grabbed his hand.

　"Are you planning to use it like this? Just like that, just one hit, it will cost at least several billion US dollars."

　"Um, how do I use it?"

　Weber took it back. "I still need this to finish my research."

　Melvin squinted at Weber, then laughed again.

　"No wonder he chose you. If it were someone else, they would have already run off with the dress. It's practically priceless."

　"If you trust me, I can help you adjust it to suit your meager magical circuits, so they won't be instantly corrupted by this Mystic Code."

　"Can we watch it together, Melvin... It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that what you just said scared me a little, I'm afraid something might go wrong."

　Weber suddenly felt the gift box in his hand getting hot; if he broke it, ten of him wouldn't be enough to pay for it.

　"Don't worry, I was just joking. Since he gave it to you, no one would dare to take it."

　Melvin suddenly laughed:

　"The most terrifying member of the El-Melloi family is not Kenneth, the obvious genius, but his disciple Lin Zhen. It is said that he had already surpassed him a long time ago and was even subject to a sealing order."

　Weber carefully closed the box, tucked it into his arms, and swallowed hard.

　"and then?"

　"It no longer exists."

　Melvin said in a low voice:

　"Everyone and everything related to this matter is not dead, but rather—no longer exists."

　"How did you know that?"