Chapter 18 Get Out

After that teaching accident, the day class 2746 seemed to return to peace.

Under the blame of Professor Edgar and Director Russell, Catherine didn't receive much punishment. She was just ordered not to do such a thing again.

Since then, the strange transferred student hadn't returned to the classroom for a week.

His classmates regarded him as the unlucky guy who had an accident on his first day of class. When they were about to forget Lo, he came back quietly.

Today, Linna came to the school as usual and sat down, waiting for the beginning of the class.

But Gil, who was sitting at the back table, patted his on the shoulder.

"Gil, what's up?"

Gil's face was pale and his fat body trembled as if he was afraid of something.

He reached out his fat hand and pointed to a direction in the classroom.

"Look over there."

"What?" Linna was confused at first, but when she looked in the direction, she was shocked and her body stiffened. She turned around immediately.

She said in a trembling voice, "No, no, no, no. the dead, the dead revived!"

The so-called "dead", of course, had been spread crazily in the class these days. The rumor that transferred student had died because of the teaching accident, so she was so surprised to see Lo sitting there safe and sound.

Sitting in the corner and looking out of the window, Lo was bored. Although he was not interested in other students, he was able to see clearly what other students were doing with his strong perception.

In fact, not only the two of them, but everyone who noticed Lo's return had the same reaction.

But now, what he could reach with perception was not that simple.

Since his body was blown up from the inside by fireball, he didn't find any harm, but got a lot of benefits

One of them was that he could now clearly know the distribution of the fire elements in the space and the affinity of everyone for the fire elements.

For example, Gil's affinity for fire element was relatively low. Even if his skill was proficient and magic power was powerful enough, he still wouldn't have the ideal effect when he used fire magic.

For example, Linna, who sat in front of Gil, her fire element affinity was better than Gil's. This was one of the reasons why she performed better in the last fireball technique examination.

Lebel told him that there was more than one element and offensive magic in the air. So don't only judge a person's strength by affinity, because you can never figure out what kind of talent is hidden.

As for other elements, such as water, earth and wind, he could also feel, but the effects were obviously not as good as fire element, and it was not as handy to use them as fire element.

"Good for you. You should feel lucky that you learned fireball technique in the first class, not the ice ball skill wind ball skill. Otherwise, you might be blown to powder." he still remembered what Lebel had said at that time.

In a trance, the class time was up and the teacher came in.

But this time, it was not Catherine, but another middle-aged man, dressed in a gentle way and wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses. He put a thick book under his armpit with his arm, walked straight to the platform and began to greet politely.

"Hello, everyone. I'm still in charge of your demonic history today. Please turn to the seventeenth page of the book and let's continue."

Then, the stereotyped middle-aged man stood on the platform and began to talk endlessly.

"The magic came from the ancient times. On the continent at the early stage of chaos, there are naturally many races with talent in magic innately."

Obviously, the students under the stage were more interested in learning practical magic, including Lo. He propped his head with his hands and stared at the book wearily.

This kind of knowledge could only be seen in the eyes but not in the mind.

He would rather let him sit here and read quietly than let him go back to the dock to carry a few baskets of fish and shrimps.

"Ha ha!"

Lo yawned and a spitball was thrown on his desk.

He picked up the spitball and crushed it. There were several words on it.

"Why are you still alive?"

Lo's first reaction was to figure out who was behind this? But on second thought, this sentence could read many different situations according to the reading method.

He raised his head and looked around, trying to find out who threw the spitball to him.

He found that the student sitting next to him had fallen asleep on the table. Ethan, who was sitting in the front row, sensed his gaze and immediately glared back with a fierce expression.

"Well, it's not you, nor you."

Finally, he saw the little fat boy sitting in the second row, Gil, waving at him in a way that the teacher couldn't notice. When he found that Lo saw his signal, he even greeted him with his lips.

Lo stared at him for a while and tore off a page of book as a reply.

"Of course, I'm still alive. Is there any problem?"

Then he flicked his finger and it flew to Gil's hand.

Soon, the little fat Gil's spitball flew back.

"Of course, there is a problem! I heard that it was an explosion of medium stage magic! How could you survive that situation? And now you look completely unharmed!"

Lo continued with an imperceptible smile.

"If it were you, would you be paralyzed by the explosion of a balloon in your body?"

"Ahem!"

Gil's chubby hand was writing quickly

"Well, that's not true, but it will definitely blow me up to the ground!"

"Ahem."

Lo felt it interesting to think of him rolling on the ground.

"So, I passed out because of the pain, didn't I?"

"Ahem."

Gil was about to continue writing, "how can it be the same? That was the power of medium stage magic."

However, the cough became louder and louder. He looked up and found that Musk, the teacher of magic history, had already stood beside his desk. He pushed his golden framed glasses and stared at him seriously.

"From the second row to the last row, you have crossed the whole classroom. Do you think you are hidden enough, or do you think I am blind enough?"

The students burst into laughter.

Gil's face flushed immediately. He apologized in a low voice and lowered his head again.

Unfortunately, even so, Musk still didn't let him go. He pointed to the door.

"Disrupt the discipline of the class. Get out!"

Gil, who had expected the result, nodded silently and left his seat dejectedly.

Then, Musk also pointed at Lo.

"And you, if you don't want to listen to the class, get out!"

Lo stood up silently and walked out of the classroom. But when he passed by the sleeping classmate next to him, he patted him on the shoulder without being noticed.

The sleeping student suddenly woke up and murmured.

"What's wrong? Is the class over!?"

Hahaha... "The students who had a hard time calming down burst into thunderous laughter again.

Teacher Musk's face darkened

"Get out! Get out!"

Then he looked around the class and asked

"Who else doesn't want to have class? Get out!"