Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Boy! Thaumaturge...

  Seirin Academy's Thinker's Stone is the former Seirin Academy Old Stadium, said to be renovated, but in reality only some unnecessary rubble was cleared out. The damaged circular stands naturally formed a wall, and the large stones inside were erected, dividing the interior into separate areas that could block visibility. Some of the scars from past battles were left behind, turning it into a complex terrain training ground.

  In the grounds divided by blocks of white giant stones, naturally grown weeds and trees have not been deliberately cleaned up, and the entire stone forest is filled with a lush atmosphere.

  In this class, among the more than 100 freshmen gathered in one of the empty spaces of Thinker's Stone Forest, red-haired Mo Si still stood out particularly.

  "How can you eat so much? No way, I couldn't even finish that much."

  He looked around at the three or four people, extremely suspicious. Now the people around him were all talking about one thing, saying that there was a newcomer who could eat even more than the beasts in the forest, and had eaten ten pieces of fried pork chops, including one piece that was almost half a pig's super-large size.

  When Mos heard the questioning, a tall and thin student next to him said affirmatively: "It's absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes, and finally even startled Professor Liszt, who took him away personally."

  Moss still frowned slightly, saying: "A class of freshmen all take basic courses together, and it's the most prestigious, least tolerant of tardiness, Houston teacher's class. No one dares to be late. If what you're saying is true, shouldn't that guy be here too?"

  Just then, Ailin and Bero emerged from behind several giant white boulders and walked in.

  "It's him!"

  As soon as the true face of Ailin was revealed, the tall and thin student beside Moss couldn't help but let out a low cry of surprise. The entire scene fell into an uproar, and it was clear that many others had also recognized Ailin.

  "Snow White, is it you?!"

  Moss let out an incredulous cry at once.

  Ailin, who was following Vero, was observing the environment and people in the Thinker's Stone Forest when he suddenly heard a loud cry. He also saw Mos at that moment, looking puzzled: "What am I?"

  "Hey little guy, are you the legendary Big Belly King?" Moss pushed his way through the crowd and walked up to Ailin. "You ate ten giant pork chops?"

  "Huh? You already knew?" Ailin scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

  "How is that possible!" Moston exclaimed, pointing at Ailin with his finger: "I can't eat so much, how could you, a little runt, possibly finish it?"

  Everyone in the scene looked at Ailin's thin and small figure with an incredible expression.

  Ailin just felt a bit embarrassed, but Bero, who was beside him, pushed his glasses and turned to ask: "Is this red-haired kid your friend?"

  "How is it possible!" Elrond had hardly begun to answer when Moros cried out.

  "If you're not his friend, that's easy to handle." Beroma, who was very elegant and quiet, suddenly burst out laughing and jumped in front of Moss. With a passionate and interested gaze at Moss: "You little runt, how rude! And with me standing here, you didn't even glance at me, as if I don't exist. Quickly come and kneel down to lick my feet! Otherwise, I'll beat you until no one recognizes you!"

  Everyone was stunned at once.

  Ailing thought of the eyes of those people on the way here and suddenly felt like something terrible was going to happen.

  Moss was also stunned.

  "Quickly kneel down and lick my feet..."

  He's usually a pretty arrogant person, but he's never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of him, even saying such words so smoothly and naturally.

  "It's Berro!"

  "Is he 'Impulsive Rebirth' Bero?"

  In the midst of the commotion, Moss also reacted and realized that his opponent was indeed the legendary "Impulsive Newbie" Velo.

  It is said that this Beruo looks very delicate, gentle and courteous, but in fact he is extremely prone to impulsive behavior, being loud and enthusiastic. Once he thinks of something interesting, he becomes very excited and not only does he act on impulse without considering the consequences, but also incites others to do so. It's said that he was originally a student in the upper two classes, but because he did something outrageous that hurt both his teacher and himself, he was demoted to this class.

  It's easy for freshmen to get hurt, but the teachers at Shengli Ming College are all powerful masters who can make even teachers get hurt. Such a freshman can only be described as "dangerous".

  Mo also finally reacted and realized why some newborns looked at Bero with a strange gaze.

  "How dare you speak to me like that, do you want to die?!" Although he understood that the other person was a legendary dangerous figure, Moss was stunned for a moment before he couldn't help but let out a loud shout.

  Berol didn't get angry at Moss, but instead looked at Ailin beside him and excitedly instigated: "How about we beat this guy together?"

  "Don't be like that." Airing, who was already stunned by Beru's change, shook his head and said, "We're all classmates..."

  Mo's nose was almost crooked with anger, and he shouted loudly: "Fine! Come on, try it out! You two can come together!"

  "If you don't go up, I'll go first."

  Bailuo said this to Ailin, clenched his fist, and his eyes sparkled with excitement, he couldn't wait.

  Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Stop fighting, Teacher Houston is here."

  Ailin turned around and saw a young male teacher wearing a light blue school uniform walking over. The young teacher was of medium build, with a round face and very pale skin. What caught the eye most was that his short hair had too much oil on it, causing every strand to stick together in a stiff, upright manner, shining black and glossy.

  "Hmm", seeing this teacher appear, Beru hummed a sound, pushed her glasses, and became as gentle and quiet as usual.

  Mo was so angry that his teeth itched, but when he saw Mr. Houston walking over, he could only grit his teeth and endure.

  "You're so energetic."

  Houston smoothed his hair and glanced at Bero and Moss with a toss of his head and a smile: "I just like lively young people."

  The vast majority of freshmen felt a chill in their hearts as soon as they arrived, because before coming, they had all heard that the teacher Houston, who was in charge of their basic subjects this semester, was not particularly powerful in terms of ability, but was extremely sinister and good at saving face. If you accidentally offended him, he would record it in his little notebook, and there would be no good outcome. The most crucial thing is that he was also extremely petty-minded, and the vast majority of people didn't even understand how they had offended him before being recorded in his little notebook.

  Looking at everyone's well-behaved appearance, Houston shook his head and thought that this batch of freshmen was still quite cute. He cleared his throat and let everyone find a place to sit in front of him before starting class.

  "Under the starry sky of Doraest, there are countless dreams, and our Sheng Liming College is where you start chasing your dreams."

  With a classic and motivational phrase, Houston's gaze first fell on Bero, "What is your dream, my friend?"

  "Sure enough, it's been remembered."

  Almost all eyes of newborns instantly focused on Bero.

  "Everyone under the starry sky knows the great name of the magician." Berro said with a flash of light in his glasses.

  "That's going to require defeating many formidable mages, quite ambitious." Houston smiled and turned his head to look at Moss: "And what about you, classmate?"

  "I'll just become a slightly more powerful mage than him then." Mos said with a hateful gaze at Vero.

  "I appreciate the enthusiasm of this cat-and-mouse game." Houston smoothed his gleaming vertical hair, chuckled and looked at Ailing, "What's your dream again?"

  "What is a dream?"

  Actually, from the moment she saw the gate of Sheng Liming College, Ailin had been thinking about this issue from time to time.

  When he was in the Coleridge district, all he thought about every day was digging more ore to make a living for himself and Old Jin. Now that he can suddenly go to school without worrying about food and clothing, he is confused about what he wants to do in the future.

  What is called a dream should be something you really want to do but it's very hard to achieve, right?

  But Ailin felt that such a thing had not appeared in her mind for the time being.

  He shook his head and said "I don't know" with a hint of embarrassment when faced with Houston's question.

  "Don't you know? You don't even know what your own dreams are?" Houston's mouth curled up in a sinister arc.

  "Yes." Ailin scratched his head, "I haven't thought of any dreams yet."

  A sudden commotion.

  "Think about it and tell me later." Houston glanced at Ailing, said this sentence with a gentle tone, but in his heart, he felt that Ailing was intentionally making things difficult for him, and had already decided to put Ailing on the small notebook.

  "No matter what the majority of your dreams are, all academies, including our Saint Lumina Academy, have as their main course the teaching of students to become mages. In the legendary Dragon War era, it was the powerful mages of each tribe who defeated the evil dragon and avoided the continent of Dorast being ruled by the evil dragon. In today's peaceful world, the number of powerful mages is also a manifestation of a kingdom's national power. To put it bluntly, it is the strength of each country's mages that maintains balance. The power of mages comes from..."

  Hewlett still enjoyed teaching very much, and as he talked on and on, he became more and more excited, starting to gesticulate wildly and demonstrate in person.

  "This is our Sacred Dawn Institute's famous 'Inferno Fist' although it's just a martial skill, its power far surpasses that of ordinary martial skills..."

  "With a loud 'boom', along with Houston's low growl, his figure dragged out three residual shadows, and the entire right arm ignited with red flames. As he threw a lightning-fast punch, the red flames exploded and burst forth, surrounding his fist in a fierce fireball."

  Houston stopped in his tracks, clenched his fists, and looked at the vast majority of freshmen with shocked and adoring faces, saying with a lingering tone: "Did you see that..."

  Just then, a snore of moderate volume interrupted him.

  Everyone looked incredulously in the direction of the sound, only to see Ailin with his head down, a thread of saliva had already flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and with a rhythmic snore, his shoulders kept heaving up and down.

  Houston's face turned black instantly!

  "How dare you sleep in Mr. Houston's class?"

  All newborns feel as if there is a sudden gust of cold wind blowing around them.