Numbers
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At that moment in the control room, Isabella was lazily leaning back on the sofa and flipping through the test report. Actually, she already knew every piece of data on it, but she just needed to read it again. This was both an acknowledgement of the work of dozens of mages and her supervision.
"Very average in all skills, no definite weaknesses or specific strengths. Mental strength ...... good, to say the least. Body proportions are good, should be able to look at her when she grows up ...... Lots of abs ...... Very flexible, good stamina ...... Other... . nothing else?" Isabella asked, looking up from her report and staring at the Grand Wizard.
Under her gaze, this Archmage, who had already reached the level of an eighteenth level magical leader, winced for no reason and said respectfully, "This is the most comprehensive test we have been able to achieve so far, with a total cost of one hundred and sixteen thousand imperial gold coins. The full test results are here, and no other special talents have been found for the time being."
As for certain words that Isabella had just muttered, he automatically chose to ignore and forget them. For those who could cultivate to the eighteenth level, the word genius was no longer enough to describe the wisdom they possessed.
Isabella's eyebrows knitted together, "Based on his talent, he will only be able to cultivate to the eighteenth level at most! That's not very useful at all!"
The eighteenth level 'not very useful' magician listened intently, the smile on his face did not change at all, sincere and humble from the beginning to the end.
"No! The bloodline power that belongs to Malificus in his body is obviously very powerful and pure, even stronger than Little Gordon. Hmm, that's a bit strange ....... Perhaps it was the result of being energized by the Silver Moon Elf bloodline. But how come there are no other special talents?" Isabella's two small eyebrows knitted together tightly.
The magician said seriously and gently, "Malificus belongs to the upper bloodline, and if you want to test the talent of the bloodline, it is temporarily beyond our ability.
"Bullshit!" Isabella rebuked angrily, "I clearly remember that there are at least six ways to detect the talent of the supreme bloodline! It's the top bloodline that can possibly be measured! Do I need to remind you all how important the top bloodline is? What are you all doing? Have I thrown all my gold coins to the dogs! Since he's probably gifted with an upper bloodline, he should definitely be tested, there's no need to ask me! Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"The cheapest method of all, the cost of the experiment would be more than six hundred thousand imperial gold coins." The wizard, having heard and understood, did not move to remind him.
"Oh, forget it then!"
Eldrin was unaware of these little episodes behind the scenes, and after being taken to his area, he fell asleep immediately after a miserable day of t*****e.
In his dream, he was back in the village of Rutherland, walking home with a heavy load of breadfruit on his back. The cozy little house was in sight, and his mother was waiting at the door. The smell of baking pies from afar indicated that this was the night he could finally get rid of the astringent and tasteless breadfruit. Little Eldrin scampered up happily, only to see his mother smile at him and turn into the small building. In an instant, flames were shooting out of every window!
Eldrin sat up violently, screaming and trying to charge forward. It took him a moment to see his surroundings, and sweat instantly shot through him, soaking his pajamas. Gasping for air, his chest heavy with lead, almost suffocating, Eldrin slowly looked up to see that he was lying on a large, ornate bed. The bed was incredibly large, big enough for at least five or six people to sleep in at once. The area of the bedroom is also very large, Eldrin just swept a glance, the line of sight immediately came up with accurate data, this is a huge space of 20 * 15 meters, plus the ceiling is six meters high from the ground, lying here Eldrin felt like floating in the sea of a lonely boat. The size of the bedroom was already bigger than the village chief's house, Eldrin couldn't imagine why such a large space would be used for only one person to sleep.
After a moment of thought, he got out of bed and began to observe everything in his bedroom. It had been a month since the fire, and little Eldrin had forced himself to forget everything that had happened that day. He was a little naive in thinking that if he forgot, one day his mother would come back. But as soon as the thought had appeared, he had forced himself to believe it, and now it was even more of a belief.
The bedroom was also lavishly furnished, with decorations chosen in the style of both wizards and great nobles. And Eldrin found that when he looked at something with his mind, he could get a lot of data about that thing, and that data could be accurate to two decimal places. That was the 'Real' talent of Enlightenment, and I don't know what happened when it was tested, but it stimulated it to grow to the second level: 'Accurate'. After the emergence of Precision, Eldrin could vaguely sense its third and fourth level abilities, Perspective, which could analyze the internal structure of an object, and Appraisal, which could analyze the material. However, there was no telling how long it would take for the ability to develop to a higher level.
Now Eldrin doesn't understand what 'real' actually does, but he is the first to realize that he is immediately overwhelmed by numbers!
Every single thing he saw came with countless data, thousands of numbers coming in at once, even causing him to have some sort of illusion. A chair, for example, was made up of one hundred and eleven numbers, each describing its length, width, height, how curved its surface was, and so on. Of course, if Eldrin wished, these numbers could be multiplied thousands of times; the satin on the back of the chair, for example, was made up of countless fibers. And the soft leather that wrapped around the armrests actually had many tiny scales on its surface, too fine to be seen with the n***d eye, so dense and tough that it appeared to be the skin of some kind of dragon-like creature.
But living in a world of numbers was never going to be pleasant, and for a moment Eldrin Jr. felt like his head was going to explode from the endless data, but fortunately the heightened intelligence seemed to work at the same time, allowing Eldrin Jr. to quickly categorize and sort through the myriad of data, sifting out the vast majority of useless data and keeping only the most important and needed numbers.
Throughout the night, little Eldrin struggled with the myriad of data, trying to reduce it while making sure the really important stuff wasn't overlooked. Without realizing it, it was dawn.
It was little Eldrin's first official day as a student at Isabella.
The first day of study focused on showing Eldrin around Deep Blue, where his area was, where the public facilities were, what was off-limits, how to request various types of supplies, who to go to if you needed them, and some general do's and don'ts. What surprised Eldrin the most was his zone.
Yes, zone, the term is very accurate and fits perfectly with his gift for precision.
In addition to the huge bedroom, he also had a separate cluster of magical laboratories, consisting of a main general purpose lab and six specialized labs. In addition, the living quarters consisted of eleven rooms for different purposes, such as a certain room dedicated to coats and hats, making it very difficult for Eldrin to understand. All his current clothes, a small suitcase was enough to hold them, and most of them were still specially prepared for him at Gordon's behest. Everything that was truly his personal belongings, with the exception of a necklace left to him by his mother, everything, including the magical books that had accompanied him through his childhood, had been reduced to ashes in the flames. The flames generated by a high-ranking priest using his life as fuel have a destructive power comparable to a dragon's spit.
Next was a warehouse of equal size, again divided into several rooms. Standing amidst the empty storerooms and rows of overhead shelves, Eldrin looked perplexed, unable to imagine how it was possible to fill such a huge warehouse. A room that size would be enough to store the entire village's food for the winter.
Leading Eldrin's tour was a teenage mage apprentice with a voice as sweet as her looks. During the tour and explanation, she mentioned her name more than once, hinting, intentionally or not, that she could be contacted for any future needs. She emphasized the word any, and as she said it, her beautiful pupils narrowed slightly like a crescent moon. Eldrin certainly didn't understand it now, but in time he would. Then the "soon to be available" in the evaluations Eldrin received would become "available" and the "potential for excellence" would begin to be realized.
Eldrin's true talent was working again, and of course he could see that the focus of these mages' eyes was on the pattern on the collar of his new mage robes. That was the identifying mark that represented Isabella's personal student. From this, Eldrin knew that his status in Deep Blue was definitely not low.
The next day, the formal and systematic study of magic began.
When he received the long list of courses, Eldrin felt a little dizzy again. Deep Blue broke the routine of the magical world, the course of Magic Foundation alone was subdivided into the subjects of Philosophy of Magic, World System, Dimensional Biology, Dimensional Geography, Mathematics, Principles of the World, Composition, Materialism, Dimensional Geometry, Spatial Geometry, History of Races, Analysis of Alien Life, and so on and so forth, and it would be further subdivided with the deepening of knowledge, and the process of learning would be carried out throughout the entire magical career.
The philosophy of magic is a very important part of Deep Blue's magic system, and is the beginning of Eldrin's true learning.
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