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Chapter 4779 - 852: The School Doctor’s "Daily Routine" (30)

Chapter 4779: Chapter 852: The School Doctor’s "Daily Routine" (30)

A little later, Shiller began conducting psychological surveys for ordinary freshmen. It was just taking advantage of a self-study session to have them fill out questionnaires, then calling those with high anxiety scores for one-on-one conversations.

Overall, the results were quite good. After all, those who dared to venture solo into the Magical World usually had a decent amount of courage and willpower, so they wouldn’t have extreme emotions just because they couldn’t keep up with others. However, there were indeed some who were overly anxious, and Shiller provided psychological counseling. By the time he finished, it was already evening.

That night, Shiller secretly met with Night Owl in the Magic Forest again. Last night, Shiller didn’t quite grasp the knowledge himself, so he only taught some very basic concepts. But today, it’s time for the main course.

Shiller believed that although he wasn’t an esteemed teacher, he still gave his all. Whatever he understood, he taught entirely to Night Owl without holding back. However, it was unfortunate that this knowledge just wouldn’t sink into Night Owl’s mind.

Looking at the books and notes on the table, Night Owl began to question his existence. Yes, he did find the classes at the magical school a bit childish—wasn’t it just waving a magic wand and chanting spells? At most, add some meditation. The Magic Theory and Magic History weren’t difficult either, and he wasn’t afraid to memorize things by rote.

But now, learning Black Magic, he found it truly too hard. Not exactly hard, but it was too mystical and entirely anti-logical, anti-common sense. The cause-and-effect relationships were not clear, yet the connections between various things were especially complex, as if there was another set of impenetrable logic underneath it all.

There actually was. Shiller knew the truth: these seemingly unrelated mystical things weren’t entirely chaotic, just that the underlying logic was too advanced. Not only humans, but even magical creatures, or regular Demon Gods couldn’t even get a glimpse of it.

If one had to summarize it in a word, it would be—cosmic construct.

The fundamental logic of these things was hidden so deeply; it was equivalent to the bottom-level code of the cosmos. If Night Owl had attended even a couple of cosmic construct lectures, he might have pieced together a general idea. However, because he thought Lucifer was spouting nonsense, he hadn’t attended a single session. Shiller even suspected he didn’t know who Lucifer was.

Of course, the name Lucifer is famous, but it’s hard to guarantee there are no others with the same name, or someone using it as a codename. Even if it is the real Lucifer, in most known legends, he’s just a fallen angel. Except for a few Batmen, nobody knows he’s God’s own son.

Additionally, what he teaches really doesn’t sound normal. Even those Batmen who seek knowledge barely last through an entire session, with most starting to self-study near the end.

Unable to touch the cosmic construct’s underlying logic, and with his own life form not supporting understanding such things, combined with Shiller himself not having thoroughly learned them, Night Owl’s endeavor in Black Magic was pure torture.

He even suspected Shiller was playing tricks on him. Yet, Shiller laid out the entire research process and historical evolution of these magics without a single flaw visible. Everything seemed perfectly normal, it was just that no matter how hard he studied, there was no breakthrough.

Another night wasted, Night Owl couldn’t even draw the simplest array to make someone trip. He seriously started doubting his intelligence.

Fortunately, Shiller had anticipated this outcome. To ensure Night Owl remained on the path of Black Magic, he had prepared more than one carrot to dangle.

"I think it might be because you haven’t come into contact with those dark entities, so you can’t comprehend their mysteries," Shiller said. "Have you heard of contracts?"

Night Owl’s hand paused immediately, a glint flashed in his eye. He hadn’t forgotten that the Supreme Magician explicitly warned that no student should interact with contracts during their studies.

And the more the Supreme Magician forbids something, the more it suggests it’s both evil and profitable. It’s understood without asking: contracts are both dangerous and powerful.

"The essence of magic is borrowing," Shiller’s voice echoed in the small house, "We borrow power from those hidden in the universe’s depths, and we also pay a price. Those powers are incredibly strong. The Supreme Magician must have emphasized to you not to engage with contracts too early, because even from my perspective, they are extremely dangerous."

"Are you also advising me to be cautious?"

"Of course not. Black Magic itself is very dangerous, and Black Magicians constantly face danger. If you lack courage, then don’t mess with Black Magic."

Shiller was determined to steer Night Owl in a dubious direction, so he said, "For magicians, the most important thing is to choose the right contract partner. Whomever you gain power from determines what kind of mage you will become. Most Black Magicians enter into contracts with possessors of dark and evil rules. They are very dangerous, so you must be particularly careful dealing with them."

Shiller spoke intermittently about Black Magic theories, sounding very professional but actually full of nonsense.

In Marvel, the only rule for dealing with demon gods is to beat them up. Although initially, you might not be able to defeat anyone, you’ll take it step by step. The upper limit of your contract partner’s strength is determined by how, after gaining power, you can create enough trouble for them to force a compromise.

For example, among these Grand Mages at Kamar-Taj, there are some who have contracts with Dormammu and Mephisto. Actually, they can’t beat these two Demon Gods, but they have ways to make trouble for them.

For instance, there’s a Contractor of Mephisto who’s not good at anything, but whenever he eats, there’s nothing left. By rights, a hustler like Mephisto wouldn’t want this kind of slacker, but he ended up pinching his nose and giving him Strength. The reason is that this guy’s Soul out ability is particularly strong, and his Soul can act independently.

So, whenever Mephisto wants to trick someone, he just dashes over, using his Soul to interfere with them, sometimes fighting for body control, sometimes messing with their brainwaves. Some good deals Mephisto had his eyes on were all ruined by him, and eventually, Mephisto had to spend money to avert disaster.

There’s also another one who can’t beat Mephisto either, but he’s very good in fights and stubbornly refuses to believe in evil. He challenges Mephisto every so often, even daring to go into the Hell Dimension to cause trouble, beating up the General under the old Devil one by one. Mephisto was also quite annoyed and eventually contracted with him as well.

In short, for humans and Demon God contracts, there are basically two ways: you either deceive them with sweet talk or punch them with your fists. If you think you can attract Demon Gods with rich knowledge, exquisite skills, or good talent, that’s basically out of the question.

Shiller just wants Night Owl to be unaware of this, so he desperately steers the topic toward technical skills, implying that the better you study, the better Demon God you can contract with.

Although it’s unclear when Night Owl will realize the truth, stalling for one more day is good enough. It won’t take long before the other Batmen realize the truth and act.

Shiller doesn’t believe that Batman will really stay away from contracts. He hasn’t touched it yet because he doesn’t have enough information. Once they feel confident, they’ll make a fatal move.

And coincidentally, although the school is mostly isolated from the outside, there are practice materials inside the school too. Mephisto and the Scarlet Witch are both sources of Strength, and even the Hippo Goddess can contract with others. By the time Batman gets a handle on it, and Night Owl realizes it, it’ll be too late.

After all, even Demon Gods like Mephisto, who are very short-handed, want to pick the best. With so many Batmen in front of him, he would definitely choose those with strong business ability.

Don’t think he initially looked up to Night Owl, this old Devil is cunning. Seeing how quickly the other Batmen reacted and found the right posture to deal with the Demon God, while Night Owl is still secluded in cultivation, he would surely think Night Owl is a bit slow-minded, lowering his evaluation greatly, and most likely won’t lend him Strength.

The Scarlet Witch, on the other hand, even less so. Wanda has a normal worldview, even if she were to lend Strength, she would lend it to just people. The Hippo Goddess is even more so; they both favor those with delicate minds and tender feelings.

After stalling for another night, Shiller was quite satisfied with his results. He went home and went to sleep. Early the next morning, Wanda brought some good news: Strange agreed to the grade-skipping exam, and those who were going to skip grades today could take a day off for self-study, and prepare for the exam after dinner.

Upon hearing about the possibility of skipping grades, not only Batman, but also the regular students jumped to participate. However, Shiller looked at the test paper Strange prepared overnight, the amount of knowledge was very large, without Batman’s memory ability, it’s indeed hard to pass.

The practical exam was hard too, involving flight. This time the Batmen had no escape and could only gather in groups on the lawn to practice flying.

Shiller just stood by the school hospital window and watched the fun. To be honest, no wonder some people love watching acrobatics; this stuff is entertaining to watch.

Batman isn’t afraid of flying; after gaining some trust in magic energy, they would attempt to fly too. But maybe it’s a bad match with the sky, their flying isn’t impressive at all.

Most Batmen went up straight and came down straight, which was already considered not bad. There were also those who went up vertically and came down horizontally, and Arkham Batman, this rogue who never follows traffic rules whether driving on the ground or flying in the air, and Bruce, this troublemaker who likes to stir up trouble, accusing this one and cursing that one. It was chaotic for a while.

What surprised Shiller a bit was that among them, the one who flew the best was Lego Batman. He wasn’t just flying well; Shiller even thought he flew more smoothly than Bruce. With his short arms stretched out, someone who didn’t know better might have thought he was Superman.

Lego Batman finally reclaimed his moment, laughing out loud with his hands on his hips in mid-air, mocking this one’s flying posture and that one’s slow takeoff speed, even daring to mess with Bruce, buzzing around him like a fly, pulling feathers from his wings.

But Lego Batman got a bit too carried away, forgetting where he was—it’s not to say this is the Supreme Magician-led magical school, but here is Massachusetts’ nature reserve. Out of environmental considerations, the Magical Shield doesn’t stop animals.

Lego Batman was floating mid-air, smugly surveying the chaos below, then he heard an eagle’s cry, and in an instant, a giant shadow swooped in—a Bald Eagle, grabbed Lego Batman with one claw.

The Primary Universe Batman immediately noticed, shouting, "Stop! Everyone stop! Someone’s been taken by an eagle!!!"