Dean Bruce didn't teach the students any specific spells today. After all, this was just the first class, and shifting their mindset was the top priority. Simply imparting spells wouldn't guarantee their comprehension, and that would only waste ti!
As ti passed, once Dean Bruce finished his lecture, the students didn't return to the classroom. Instead, they began to ponder by the edge of the forest, occasionally casting spells as they attempted to alter the forms of those spells.
Of course, they didn't possess Dean Bruce's tenfold understanding of magic or have enough powerful energy, so they couldn't achieve that just yet.
Even so, Dean Bruce didn't disturb them. He allowed them to experint while he took the opportunity to beco familiar with the students.
Alita Miller and Loha Ellis walked over to Dean Bruce's side—one was surprised and puzzled, while the other was filled with admiration.
Alita Miller said softly, "You've given a huge surprise again. Over the years, I've read many books on magical theory, but this is the first ti I've heard of shaping magic."
"I thought you were just making it up, but it turns out there's indeed substance to what you said."
Upon hearing this, Loha Ellis's gaze toward Dean Bruce grew even more adoring.
Dean Bruce replied nonchalantly, "Books aren't omnipotent. Humanity's strength lies in their ability to learn and progress, not in being complacent and sticking to so-called traditions!"
The theory of shaping magic, while derived from other ani, had been crafted into a complete system that could also be applied to this world.
"Ding!"
At that mont, a crisp system notification rang out unexpectedly in Dean Bruce's ears, causing him to pause for a mont.
"System Notification: Due to the significant impact of the theoretical knowledge shared by the host, which has changed the students' understanding of magic, you have received a special reward: Wish Tree ×1! You have gained 5000 Supre Mage Points!"
[What?! 5000 Supre Mage Points?!]
Dean Bruce's pupils constricted sharply. Even he was montarily stunned by the system notification, unable to believe his ears.
Previously, when teaching his disciples the Ultra-High-Level spell, he only received around 100 Supre Mage Points as a reward. But this ti, for sharing theoretical knowledge, he had received a whopping fifty tis that amount?
Dean Bruce could hardly believe it was real. He quickly focused his mind and called up the system panel.
Indeed, the line for Supre Mage Points showed a massive increase!
"Ding!"
"System Notification: Congratulations! The Supre Mage Points owned by the host have successfully surpassed 5000 points, unlocking a new function—Magic Simulation!"
"System Notification: When the host is attacked by a certain spell or cos into contact with a spell, you can consu Supre Mage Points to reverse-engineer that spell. There is no limit to the simulation of magic!"
[Reverse-engineering magic? Hiss… does this an that in the future, whenever I encounter a powerful spell, I can grasp it?]
Dean Bruce swallowed hard, his heart racing with joy at the prospect of this new function. Its potential was indeed impressive.
However, with such a powerful effect, Dean Bruce was ntally prepared for what might co next.
To simulate magic, the consumption of Supre Mage Points would undoubtedly be considerable!
Regaining his focus, Dean Bruce chose not to examine the specific effects of the new function or even check the rewards. Instead, he scanned the nurous students before him, his smile growing ever brighter.
To him, these students were like treasures!
[Just from imparting theoretical knowledge, you've already given such a huge surprise. I hope your understanding of magic will accelerate, bringing even more rewards in the future.]
With a smirk, Dean Bruce resolved not to miss out on these students!
At the sa ti, the group of students were equally in awe of Dean Bruce. In their hearts, they made up their minds to find a way to beco his disciples!
Both sides felt they had gained sothing advantageous and naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.
Ti slowly passed, and as the first class officially ca to an end, the students gazed at Dean Bruce with a sense of reluctance.
Unlike regular schools, the magic academy operated differently; each teacher had only one class a day, and afterward, they were free to do as they pleased.
Dean Bruce didn't chat with Alita Miller or Loha Ellis. Instead, he headed straight back to his residence to check the specific effects of the new functions and the special reward, the Wish Tree!
The effect of magic simulation was quite straightforward; it completely analyzed a spell, revealing its underlying principles.
The consumption of Supre Mage Points was calculated based on the level of the spell being simulated; the more powerful the spell, the more points it consud!
Moreover, after a successful simulation, he could spend double the Supre Mage Points to further enhance the magic, perfectly embodying the saying, "the student surpasses the master!"
[Wow, this effect is impressive—it's practically a lethal weapon!]
[Learning magic from others is one thing, but being able to surpass them? That's bound to infuriate so! Those with weaker ntalities might even be driven to the brink! Hmm, who knows, this could beco a strategy in the future!]
Nodding slightly, Dean Bruce began to check the effects of the Wish Tree.
Wish Tree—Special Item
Effect: Making a wish at the Wish Tree will subtly alter everything, gradually bringing the wish to fruition.
A wish co true?
Dean Bruce frowned slightly, and his breathing quickened.
If wishes could really co true, couldn't he just wish to beco a god?
With the power of a deity, he would be invincible in this world!
Why would he need to worry about enemies?
Whoever they were, he could simply push forward!
It was clear that this Wish Tree must have so limitations, but the property description didn't ntion any, so Dean Bruce could only speculate.
Without hesitation, he took out the Wish Tree and planted it beside the pond in the main courtyard.
Splash—
A crisp sound echoed as the Wish Tree seed to co alive, taking root in the soil. Its branches and leaves began to flourish, becoming quite beautiful.
Dean Bruce hesitated for a mont before softly saying, "I wish to possess the strength of a god!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Wish Tree showed no reaction whatsoever.
Even checking the system for changes yielded nothing; it simply continued to grow quietly.
[There must be so limitations to the wishes. Let try a different one.]
Dean Bruce wasn't foolish; having read many novels and watched countless ani, he understood the trope. After pondering for a mont, he made another wish: "I wish to have the ability of immortality!"
Buzz—
Almost the instant the words left his mouth, the Wish Tree burst forth with a green glow. Its branches swayed, brushing against Dean Bruce's body like a gentle motherly hand.
Seeing the change, Dean Bruce imdiately understood—his wish had likely been granted!
[Wow… the upper limit of this wish is so high? I wanted to try a few more tis, and I end up with the ability of immortality right away?]
Shaking his head in disbelief, Dean Bruce quickly opened the attribute panel.
At this point, the attributes of the Wish Tree had changed.
Wish Tree—Special Item
Activated. Wish: Dean Bruce possesses the ability of immortality! Note: Immortality refers to a long lifespan; falling in battle or dying from injuries does not count.
[It really worked!]
Dean Bruce's eyes lit up with joy. Even though this immortality only ant a long lifespan and ca with limitations—that he could still die in battle—it was still an enormous surprise for him to gain such an ability.
Taking a closer look at the blooming Wish Tree, Dean Bruce smiled broadly and waved his right hand, causing clear water to gush forth like a spring, watering the Wish Tree.
Unfortunately, the effects of the Wish Tree would take ti to manifest, so Dean Bruce still had to be cautious.
After checking all the rewards, Dean Bruce turned his thoughts to crafting magical spells to inspire those students.
There was no way around it; there were only so many phrases that could evoke inspiration and encourage creative thinking. As ti went on, many classic phrases had already been used, making it increasingly difficult to find suitable new ones!
However, with only one thod available for earning rewards, Dean Bruce had no choice but to wrack his brain, trying to figure out how to create more spells.
Ti passed slowly as Dean Bruce worked on crafting magical spells and inspiring his students.
Adhering to the principle that haste makes waste, Dean Bruce didn't rush to teach the students magical spells directly but instead focused on altering their thought processes first.
As a result, the pace of imparting magic slowed down significantly.
After seven days, only three students had been taught magical spells.
Fortunately, nothing else had occurred during this ti. Dean Bruce wasn't anxious; he led a peaceful life, spending his days practicing in the academy and his residence to improve his strength!
It wasn't until half a month later that Prolo Hawthorne, accompanied by a group of people, frantically ca knocking on his door.
"Teacher, sothing terrible has happened!"
"Please, help !"
Hearing the familiar yet urgent cries, Dean Bruce, who had been pondering new spells in the main courtyard, was jolted awake.
Stepping out of the courtyard, he imdiately spotted Prolo Hawthorne, whose face was flushed with panic. Dean Bruce couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Prolo Hawthorne was usually quite arrogant, almost like a little tyrant in Saint Laurent City; why was he displaying such a deanor now?
What on earth had happened?
Just how serious was the situation?
In an instant, Dean Bruce's expression turned grave!
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