It can’t be that hard to open a hospital in another world, right? 49
by admin“He’s just copying!”
The boy shouted loudly. Seeing that Lawmaster Gelman ignored him, he jumped hard, his face flushed with anger:
“Alright! You’re not going to do anything about it! I’ll tell my grandpa! You guys in the Magic Tower, do you want to pass this year’s assessment?”
What’s this brat’s background? His tone is so big! He can decide the Magic Tower’s assessment. This brat must be a Lawmaster’s son, no, a Lawmaster’s grandson!
Gretel quickly leaned down, took out all the papers from his backpack, arranged them slightly, and handed them over. Lawmaster Gelman flipped through the papers one by one, suddenly snorted coldly, and threw the paper back to Gretel:
“I told you to organize it, is this how you organize it?”
“Ah… oh?”
When did you tell me to copy?
Gretel was startled. But Lawmaster’s words clearly covered for him in terms of copying without permission, which was greatly beneficial to him. Gretel was not stupid, and immediately lowered his head to admit his mistake:
“I was careless.”
“You didn’t even get the upper and lower case right! The letter order is messed up! -Redo it!”
“Ah… ah? Yes!” Gretel was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed. The Lawmaster ignored him and walked out with his hands behind his back. After walking two steps, he left a second order:
“Copy two copies, keep one for yourself. Submit it within half a month!”
“Yes!” Gretel answered loudly. He could copy! He could copy openly! Great!
The dictionary is really useful!
I told you, anyone who wants to learn a new language can’t resist the charm of the dictionary! You’ve learned magical script, so you don’t need to learn Elvish? Don’t need to learn Dragon language? Hmm, are there Dragon language and Elvish in this world?
He gathered his thoughts and quickly caught up, following behind the Lawmaster. Lawmaster Gelman walked a few steps and stopped suddenly, saying to his disciple:
“Look after him!”
His tone was slightly stern. Eliot quickly agreed. Lawmaster Gelman swayed away on his own. Eliot maintained a respectful posture until his teacher disappeared in the elevator before turning his head to look at Gretel.
“I’m sorry, I caused you trouble.” Gretel quickly apologized.
When the boy was yelling just now, Eliot pretended not to see him and walked away. Gretel saw it clearly in the library. Now, replaying the scene, Eliot’s intentional indulgence was obviously seen by Lawmaster Gelman, and he really felt sorry for him.
Gretel’s apology eased Eliot’s slightly depressed mood. He picked up the paper and flipped through it. Suddenly, he raised his hand and patted Gretel hard:
“You’re lucky!”
“Yeah.” Gretel laughed with relief, with a little bit of lingering fear. Eliot looked at the boy beside him and shook his head:
“You know, you’re in a good time. The Magic Council assesses each Magic Tower every year. How many mage apprentices are taught, whether any new magic has been improved, all count towards the score. If the score is low, the funding will be reduced, and the whole next year will be tight.
It’s almost June, and the assessment is coming up. The research has been going nowhere… this little thing of yours, it’s quite interesting, it can be used to fill the gap…”
Thank heavens! Copying the dictionary is really useful! Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, and his shoulders immediately slumped. Lawmaster Eliot flipped through a couple more pages of paper, suddenly looked up at the sky, and sighed deeply:
“Teacher told me to look after you… sigh, you don’t even know the alphabet, it’s so troublesome to teach. I have to go to the lab, so….”
He muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed it at Gretel’s forehead. A cold light flashed, and Gretel felt his head swell, as if countless things were stuffed inside at once. Eliot waved his hand:
“Go read the book yourself, I’m off!”
Gretel turned around abruptly. On the table, the pages of the book that he had not memorized, not learned, and did not recognize, every word was now clear.
Level One Magic: Comprehend Language?
Gretel’s mind flashed with these words. He had seen this spell in web novels and games in his past life. It seemed to have a time limit, depending on the level of the mage. In other words, once the time limit is reached, he forgets everything?
Gretel didn’t have time to thank him. He quickly wrote down all the letters in order on a piece of paper. When he looked back, Eliot was already walking away in a hurry.
“Thank you!” Gretel shouted at the door frame. He turned and rushed to the bookshelf, racing against time. He first pulled out *Basic Meditation*.
Meditation is the foundation of a mage! The sooner, the better! While the Comprehend Language effect is still active, I’ll first memorize this book and go back to practice.
He flipped open the cover and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Meditation is a lifelong practice for mages.
-Hila Yuriel, Magic Year 382.”
Thank heavens, I can understand it.
This book is written in magical script, not some weird characters, so I don’t need to figure out how to decipher it. I recognize every word. This senior who wrote the book, you are really so friendly…
Gretel concentrated and read word by word. Whether it was written for newcomers or the author’s own personality was simply approachable, this book *Basic Meditation* was written very simply and clearly. Right from the start, it explained the meaning of meditation:
Meditation is a way for mages to cultivate their mental power and use their mental power to observe and reflect the world.
Emmm…
I recognize every word.
Every word is understandable.
But put them together… what is mental power? My attention span? Thinking ability? The activity level of my brainwaves?
I can’t see it, I can’t touch it. Would doing an EEG help?
Or, does Musk’s brain-computer interface help extend mental power outside the body?
Or, it’s not brainwaves, but rather the magnetic field of brain neurons?
Gretel suppressed all these thoughts and calmed himself down to start reading. Time is limited, he didn’t know if he could finish copying it, so he could only memorize it as he read. After reading it once, he read it again. When he flipped halfway through the book, his mind suddenly went blank. Then…
The words on the book turned into large swathes of distorted patterns, occasionally interspersed with a few words he recognized.
The duration of the spell has ended.
An OVER, instantly cleared, without even leaving a trace of memory residue.
Gretel sighed in annoyance. He spread out a new piece of white paper, flipped *Basic Meditation* to the first page, and relying on the illustrations and a few words from the book, he began to write down the words, line by line.
The meaning of meditation.
What is meditation.
How to start meditating, how to calm your mind and enter a state of half-sleep, first focus, then relax.
How to use mental power to touch the world, what you will feel during your first meditation, and what are the taboos…
Line by line, page by page, unknowingly, the white paper filled with words piled up on Gretel’s left side.
Unexpected gain!
Tonight, I can try meditation for the first time!
The world of magic, here I come!
I deleted a chapter of manuscript today, my heart is so tired, I need comfort…
Please give me some collections… recommendation tickets… monthly tickets… book reviews would also be great…
Lay the groundwork…
(End of Chapter)
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