This old scholar doesn’t have many hobbies, just enjoys looking at some slightly unsightly little information...
For example, Ultraman, this old scholar really likes to watch it, and even has a Gaia Transformation Device in the drawer...
It’s human nature, Little Li completely understands, when he was a child he also liked Ultraman, until he realized that no matter what he did, he couldn’t become light, he had to give up and shatter these unrealistic dreams.
His dreams before were definitely not about saving money to buy a house or a car.
Life has smoothed out his edges, but now, encountering this Magic Academy acceptance letter and the Light Ball meditated in his mind, his dormant passion begins to gradually awaken.
"Little Li, I’ve noticed you’ve been a bit indulgent lately, you should take care of your health. Once you hit thirty, you need to exercise."
Zhang Li stood by Li Qing’s side and spoke softly.
Li Qing snapped back to reality, awkwardly replying, "I got it, Professor Zhang, I’ll be more careful in the future."
"Hmm, also, although I know everyone in the company should help each other out, and you did procure this computer, it shouldn’t turn into your computer, right?"
"Ah?" Li Qing was stunned for a moment, not quite catching on.
Seeing this, Zhang Li pointed at the computer icon on the screen with four words underneath.
Zhang Li was somewhat displeased, "Although computers update rapidly and often need resource allocation, I’m the one using it now."
Li Qing quickly understood and silently changed ’My Computer’ to ’Professor Zhang’s Computer.’
"Professor Zhang, does this work?"
Zhang Li adjusted his reading glasses, his brows quickly relaxed, and he said with satisfaction, "That’s more like it." Thɪs chapter is updated by Nove1Fire.net
Although Zhang Li is indeed a giant in the field of biotechnology, this old scholar has journeyed from the era of abacuses, possessing immense erudition in biology, but his interaction with computers can only be described as amateurish.
Not that he doesn’t understand the convenience of computers; there’s a supercomputer center worth seven billion located in the building’s underground second floor, which Li Qing had the good fortune to assist in constructing due to his job responsibilities.
This was all led by Zhang Li.
It’s just that he’s not very adept at using it. Research is never a solitary endeavor, but he can clearly see how much convenience computers bring to research.
The power bill for the supercomputer center alone is over three million a month, yet the profits are substantial, with many university research projects or other enterprise research renting it, bringing in monthly revenue and profit.
After leaving the CEO’s office, Li Qing excitedly returned to his own office, took out the acceptance letter’s Magic Scroll, and continued pondering the knowledge within "Magic Origin."
Magic is divided into two major schools: Western Magic and Eastern Magic. The origins of the two are quite different, resulting in distinctly different methods of use, but ultimately achieving the same purpose.
Becoming a God or Immortal.
But these are too distant for Li Qing, and even for this age, they’re too mythological and legendary.
Then the book shifts, stating that magic mainly employs spells, gestures, internal circulation, and magic arrays for casting. But at its core, it remains the linkage of consciousness with the body.
What is magic? Broadly speaking, any phenomenon violating normal causality can be called magic, not just the traditional fireball technique, ice arrow technique in novels.
Magic covers these, but doesn’t differentiate precisely based on attributes, instead collectively referred to as Shaping Magic.
By syncing gestures, spells, and internal magic, one can rulefully arrange energy particles in the air, materializing into practical attacks.
This has scientific basis, researched by the Magic Research Institute at Gray Magic Academy.
But many times mages aren’t inclined towards such complicated sequence operations, preferring chaotic causality, something unspeakable and inscrutable.
Take for example the Transformation Technique.
Turning a cat into a person, or a person into any type of animal.
The changes in factors are completely unfathomable, utterly impossible to achieve.
Two days swiftly passed, and Li Qing was entirely immersed in the magical knowledge, fascinated by the miraculous magical phenomena which can be regarded as extraordinary miracles.
Li Qing dared to swear that if he had displayed such enthusiasm for studying in the past, he might have considered attending Peking University or Qinghua back then.
On the last day, after finishing a day’s work, Li Qing took an early bath, then opened the Magic Scroll where blue font clearly indicated the activation period.
The school uniform is only collectible within twenty-four hours before the school’s commencement. If not collected in time, entering the school would result in terrifying consequences.
Li Qing excitedly rubbed his hands, took a few deep breaths to calm down his excitement.
Magic, with the school officially commencing at midnight tonight, he will truly encounter the extraordinary.
As for work, currently, the two do not conflict, with Gray Magic Academy opening at midnight. Since he completed practicing Basic Meditation Technique and lit the Light Ball, he can recharge his energy in just two hours of meditation.
Even if he now appears slightly unsteady due to excessive fireball tossing, leaving him physically weak, it doesn’t matter. Once Basic Meditation Technique practice is complete, Spiritual Power will revitalize the flesh, thereby attaining abundant energy.
This process is lengthy but the most crucial guarantee for a mage to possess a healthy physique.
Immune to all illnesses!
Li Qing gently tapped the school uniform, and the magic runes on the Magic Scroll began shifting rapidly, forming a circular funnel-like channel.
Li Qing rubbed his fingers, cautiously reaching into the funnel and upon touching a garment with a distinctly soft texture, he pulled it out.
This was a black, ample robe, attached with a hood, overall style exceedingly dark, instantly causing subconscious resistance.
It looked exactly like an evil cult-style robe.
Li Qing felt something quite off inside.
When Li Qing donned the robe, pulled the hood up, and stood before the full-length mirror, there was nothing flashy besides the Gray Magic Academy badge embroidered on the chest.
There must be something he doesn’t know within this, perhaps it’s a magic rune, or quite possibly an exceptionally unique medium.
Otherwise, this simple robe wouldn’t emit such an intimidating aura—chilling, eerie, with an undeniably problematic feel.