Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 473 - 110. Do not bully the young/middle-aged/elderly poor - the dead are the greatest!

Chapter 473: 110. Do not bully the young/middle-aged/elderly poor - the dead are the greatest!

Magic Application Academy, year one, classroom number four.

"We divide the era of Magic application into three stages, Primordial Magic, Ancient Magic, and Modern Magic. Until modern times, that is, after the fourth Magical Industrial Revolution of the Crystal Tower Civilization, magic-guided technology was extensively used and made significant contributions to our cosmic exploration technologies (formerly known as Star Realm Development), and the workshop system was established during that era."

The lecturer for "A General History of Magic," Professor Elcole Ivans, is a small-eyed, bald-headed man from the Tower Tribe. He often utters some tricky magical terminologies, which naturally pose no problem for the gifted students present, but as Li Aozi listened along, he just felt sleepy.

It wasn’t that his Intelligence was lacking; he could understand each sentence spoken by the other party, but as soon as it was time to integrate the information, he couldn’t learn the knowledge.

This was precisely the negative effect of being an "Echoer."

Regarding the literal description of the "Professional Talent: Echo": Since the "Gravity" privilege resides in thought, he is unable to learn new extraordinary knowledge, but he can still understand the theories involved.

The statement sounded curious—what does it mean you can’t learn but can understand theories? If you’ve already understood the theories, why can’t it be called learning?

As a player, this effect wasn’t particularly noticeable; at most, it meant he couldn’t progress through loading bars or learn new skills.

But as a living person, Li Aozi was experiencing it firsthand.

Knowledge hardly lingered in his mind; he could recite it but just couldn’t grasp the meanings, just like you can never teach someone ’why one plus one equals two.’

The pathway of logical thinking was directly cut off.

"I originally thought that not being able to learn meant it wouldn’t show up in the system, and I couldn’t level up through experience, but I could still learn personally. But now, it seems not to be the case at all."

Li Aozi’s implant gear head was completely decorative, lacking any thought effect. Ironically, this was also the price he had paid for his early implantation; his entire body comprised thinking cells, with no critical point.

This advantage once allowed his Blood Demon Style to endure more punishment compared to ordinary people, but it turned into a disadvantage regarding productive learning.

Li Aozi glanced around.

The students nearby listened with rapt attention, with some nodding thoughtfully.

——Damn, what happened to the supposedly spoiled rich and official second generations, those indulgent children? Why is everyone studying so hard?!

Li Aozi twirled his pen, gradually beginning to daydream.

He looked at his companion next to him: Hobbs occasionally took notes on the key points, and Lucite, who looked even more robust than a Martial Artist, had notes that were quite orderly, with neat and beautiful handwriting that clearly stood out.

"Oh no, everyone’s a top student—don’t tell me I’m the only one who’s really from a vocational school..."

Professor Elcole picked up his water cup and, modulating his tone, switched the holographic projection, continuing to speak:

"...Filabot once said, ’Weave with your hands into a net, filter through the ocean of magic power, and what you bring up is magic’—so is the approximate system of Ancient Magic. Now, having gained a certain understanding of the history of Ancient Magic’s development, you must be wondering why the ancients were so foolish to rely on external powers instead of forging their own pathway, right?"

Click.

"Ah, my pen dropped."

Li Aozi bent down to pick up his pen.

No sooner had the lecturer finished his words than a question popped up in front of the students’ whiteboards, with just 15 seconds to respond, and Hobbs and Lucite beside Li Aozi quickly bowed down and scribbled furiously, submitting their correct answers.

"Very well, out of the 266 students attending, I have just received 265 responses; only student number 027 has not turned it in."

Professor Elcole glanced at the magic projection and, unapologetically, raised his hand and pointed at Li Aozi, who had just sat upright:

"Look, this student, say your name."

What’s going on?

Li Aozi was clueless; he had just bent down to pick up his pen.

Hobbs and Lucite urgently pulled at his sleeves and said:

’Hey, the professor is calling you.’

’What did he ask me?’

’Your name, your name!’

"027!" the professor called out loudly.

Under the gaze of everyone, his expression beneath the Implant Gear headpiece hadn’t adjusted and still maintained a confident smile. When the professor posed a question, Li Aozi instinctively stood up and replied:

"Report, Professor, my name is Leoz."

"Very good, Leoz, a very ordinary name."

The teaching professor nodded, then turned to the other students and said:

"I hope everyone takes this as a warning, not to become an ordinary person like Student Leoz. You are enjoying the finest resources of our entire civilization, and you should become the pillars of the nation and the elites of our civilization."

Most of the students were still quite polite, only sparse laughter erupted.

Li Aozi, puzzled, sat back down, and Lucite sighed:

"Now that’s bad, poor classroom performance, credits -1. A disadvantageous start."

"What did I do? Just lose a credit for that?"

"Because you picked up a pen," Hobbs patted Li Aozi on the shoulder. "This school tests randomly in all classes, rewarding correct answers and penalizing wrong answers or distractions."

"Great, school is like being in prison."

Li Aozi muttered.

In his previous life as a Fiery Summer citizen, his educational phase was about attending whenever he wanted, with robots teaching comprehensively, especially if one needed specific technical knowledge, just connecting to the information link would suffice, without so many rules.

As for in-game—who really attends classes in games?

Isn’t everyone just using the opportunity to switch screens to watch live streams and short videos?

Some nearby people heard Li Aozi’s muttering, and students at the back immediately laughed, Li Aozi then heard someone whisper:

"Look at him, such a country bumpkin. Doesn’t even know these basic rules."

"Just a low-level Tanas Clan town’s problem solver at best. Getting into this school is probably his limit."

"Can’t even handle a giveaway question, better find a workshop to charge up with Magic Energy soon, that’s all he’s suited for—being an Enchantment worker."

"Hey, you’re sick—"

Seeing his friend being ridiculed, Lucite clenched his fists, his eyes nearly entirely red, and was about to stand up, but Hobbs quickly held him back:

"Shush! Class is on! Credits are important! Stay calm, Lucite."

"But they’re insulting Leoz!"

"Ignore the crows cawing away, focus on our own little chit-chat."

Li Aozi couldn’t be bothered with these people, and after calming Lucite down, he definitely noticed many gazes falling on him.

[They really think I’m a weakling...]

His gaze swept across the room, immediately noticing Dialan sitting in the front row—the girl was too easy to recognize with her ’stay away from me’ aura, which caused the students around her to scatter, leaving four or five adjacent seats empty, forming a fan-shaped vacuum zone that seemed like a radiation source.

Even so, Li Aozi noticed some people casting malicious glances at the Dragon Titan, seemingly brewing some plot.

Being too strong or too weak both attract targeting.

However, these matters were irrelevant to Li Aozi; his problem was only temporary. Instead, he needed to be cautious not to draw too much attention.

Lady Dialan, the Dragon Titan, clearly did not understand the principle that tall trees catch much wind. Her stunning debut yesterday and terrifying aura had provoked much dissatisfaction.

In horror movies, usually, the strongest men are the first to die.

Li Aozi being so high-profile in Azure Star was a matter of leveraging benefits, but he couldn’t understand Dialan’s motives.

Was she trying to help other students create a united front?

[Forget it, college is so boring, I really want to play on my phone...]

Li Aozi shook his head and focused on the lecture to avoid losing more points.