836 Ubiquitous Shadow (1/2)
The Heidler Magic College was at a magic tower with pointy tops. Walking among them, one would feel that they were walking in a strange forest. Man-made lights shined from the sky, creating a magnificent view.
”Mr. Robert is Mr. Felipe's student. He has remarkable expertise in genetic factors, cell memories, and application of necromancy. Also, it is said that he had just exchanged for the files of blood power studies left by Natravos and modified his blood and body deeply based on that. For example, his left eye has been replaced with the Eye Demon's, allowing him to cast certain ray-type spells quickly with a combat ability close to the senior-rank sorcerers. His right hand contains the tentacles of the Mind Stealer, allowing him to disrupt the mental skills and absorb the enemy's brains and memories…
”If you are interested in the few fields above, you may consider selecting Mr. Robert's classes. He is definitely one of the most distinguished middle-rank mentors, and he is as good as the senior-rank mentors in knowledge and practice…”
Karl introduced the mentors excitedly, like a blooming tulip attracting the attention of the students and teachers passing by. However, they were immediately shocked by his voice, leaving a road of statues wherever he went.
Is it really okay to describe Mr. Robert's special abilities just like that? Donnie's lips twitched. He subconsciously imagined what Mr. Robert would be like. From the expressionless dead-looking face, a brown eyeball protruded from the left eye socket and was connected to the eye socket by clear veins. His right hand opened, and many scarlet tentacles crawled out to all directions…
”It's the typical look of a monster… Necromancers are truly terrifying!”
”However, on second thought, they are also very cool and threatening, aren't they?”
Weird thoughts bubbled up in Donnie's heart and broke apart. Suddenly, he felt that his right sleeve was tightened, and he was refreshed, only to realize that Sammy was pulling it.
”Donnie, aren't Mr. Robert special abilities supposed to be a secret? Why is Karl talking as if everybody knows it?” Even a drowsy and fuzzy young man like Sammy realized that something was not right and asked Donnie in a low voice.
Seeing that Karl was still talking too excitedly to notice their anomaly, Donnie said also in a low voice, ”Karl is the descendant of a big shot…”
It was his speculation. After all, if Karl was a big shot himself and had done something great, he must have seen it from the news before.
Sammy nodded his head and stopped asking, not wondering which big shot's son Karl was at all, because he was too sleepy at this moment to care about anything else. All he needed to know was that it was a big shot that he could not piss off. Also, Karl was introducing the mentors on body structure and genetic factors, not the field of souls and spirits, which he was interested in.
The ghost behind him, having been intimidated twice in a row, leaned to him wearily, as if it were also in need of sleep.
Listening to Karl and looking at Sammy's trance-like expression, Donnie thought to himself, A man who can compare to an elven princess and a Back Spirit guy who likes to sleep more than anything. How weird my roommates are…
Iristine, the elven princess, had once given a speech in his school.
”Yes. Only you are normal.” An unexpected voice entered Donnie's ears. He subconsciously nodded his head. Yes. I am the only normal person in this dormitory. Wait, who's talking to me? How does he know what's on my mind?
He turned around abruptly, only to discover that Fatty Jones was looking at him with a smile. He asked in shock, ”When… When did you come?”
”Didn't you invite me to select the courses with you?” Jones answered peacefully without being infuriated at all.
”Yes.” Donnie scratched his head like Sammy. But I've completely forgotten that! He's indeed another…
”Indeed another weirdo roommate,” Jones continued with a smile.
Donnie's face was frozen. ”You can read my mind?”
”No. The bridge we are walking on is named 'Path of Serenity'. When your emotions are too intense, your thoughts will echo in the corridor. This is a way that the mentors remind the students of the importance of tranquility in the research of necromancy. Otherwise, you will hurt both other people and yourself. Did you not hear the voice in your heart?” Jones pointed at the black and white bridge.
The branches up ahead led to the teaching tower and the experiment tower respectively. There were no windows. Vague light emanated from the bricks on the wall and the floor, giving a cold and chilling feeling.
Donnie listened carefully. There was indeed a distant voice of ”indeed another…” in the air. He looked at Karl and Sammy embarrassedly, only to discover that one of them was too busy talking and the other was simply nodding his head. Neither of them noticed anything else.
”Thank god they did not hear that…” Donnie was relieved.
”Are you not worried about me?” A plain but strange voice echoed again.
Taken aback, Donnie turned around and looked at Jones, realizing that he had forgotten the guy again!
”I… I'm sorry.” As an honest, normal young man with boundaries, Donnie hurried to apologize.