When he came out of the hospital, the sun was just right, dispelling the haze over the hospital. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he took the nearest maglev bus back to school.

"This afternoon's course is an analysis of ancient art. Well, is it in the southernmost classroom?"

He looked at his subject list and walked towards the classroom.

Although the haze of war that lasted for three hundred years greatly suppressed the humanistic and artistic atmosphere of the entire Federation, no matter what form it was expressed, it would never lack people's appreciation.

Not to mention that because of the end of the war, both the people and the army have greater demand for this form that can meet spiritual needs. Moreover, many nobles also hope to use the precipitation brought by art to show their extraordinaryness.

So even when the war was at its most difficult time, many people proposed to cancel the admissions for art subjects, but several art departments at the Federal University remained.

However, most of them are both practicing. People like him who are majoring in the same field undoubtedly look a bit like an alien.

But he obviously wouldn't care about people like this.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the classroom, someone waved to him. It was Sharjah and the others. He nodded and walked over.

"Have you heard that? The moon has escaped, and the martial law of the Ring Guards has ended."

"What's this? Let me tell you a big news. I heard that the parliament is discussing reforming the education bill, and it is said that there are specific proposals."

"Well, I heard that it was because of the last hijacking incident. It seems that the calls for reforming education bills in various places are very high."

"It's impossible. In this case, will it be the same whether the earth comes or not in the future?"

"If I could go to college in my hometown, I wouldn't have much of an opinion."

...

He passed through the crowd and heard a lot of talk that deliberately raised his voice. Of course, those words were not deliberately said to him. Even if he didn't look back, he could feel that many eyes were falling on the place where he was going, where Sharjah was sitting.

"Haha, Mutou, you finally come. How about it? Is it still pleasant to see your old love? Hehe, if you don't come, we will be almost killed by the eyes of those people."

Wang Siyuan gave Lin Mu an exaggerated hug, pulled him down, and whispered, looking at Sharjah from time to time.

"Cousin Mu."

Sharjah smiled sweetly at him.

"We Sharjah have become beautiful again."

He looked at Sharjah a few times, feeling that Sharjah's breath seemed to become more noble, and he felt a vague feeling of sacredness and inviolability. He thought in his heart, "Sharjah, have you broken through the level of apprenticeship and become a formal mage?"

"Did you see it?"

Sharjah stuck out her tongue and rushed to see Xisuo change her face, "It's not just me, but Xisuo."

"It's really enviable."

Wang Siyuan sighed, his tone a little envious. The high elves have the radiation of the sun well. They do not need special practice, but can easily break through the shackles of the ninth level, bid farewell to the apprentice after adulthood, and become a formal practitioner.

Not to mention royal members like Sharjah and Sisso, if they were not specifically suppressed, they would probably become official mages before they were ten years old.

The situation on the Golden Titan is similar. Adult Golden Titans are all formal warriors, and before they cross the twenty level, they are all smooth sailing.

Other races are not good, as for humans, it is even more miserable. If you don’t inject genetic medicine, it will be difficult to practice during your apprenticeship. After all, human civilization is not a civilization based on energy radiation.

In fact, if it weren't for the exposure of high elf civilization, human civilization might have gone to another direction. According to the popular transformation technology methods before, humans might have changed from pure carbon-based life to carbon-silicon mixed life.

Even now, many human scientists firmly believe that carbon-silicon mixed life is the correct direction of human evolution, but it is still the view of a few people. The mainstream now tends to practice like high elves and golden titans.

"But it's too soon. The preparation of genetic medicine has reached the last time. Soon we can break through to the apprentice and become formal practitioners."

Wang Siyuan withdrew his envious gaze. Although humans are not as good as the other two major races in practice, the convenience brought by technology can still make up for this gap.

"The wisdom of mortals."

Xiso said coldly, "With the power brought by external forces, it will eventually be imprisoned by external forces."

Wang Siyuan curled his lips, knowing that Xisuo was very poisonous. Although he was a little unhappy, he knew that Xisuo was indeed talking about the facts. Although the genetic agent invented by humans can make up for the weakness of human beings in practice on the basis of the basis, it seems to have interference with the practice of the holy position, resulting in the power of human beings on the holy position that could never catch up with the other two races.

"Cousin Mu. Have you really decided not to choose to practice magic?"

Sharjah looked at Lin Mu and asked.

"Well, I've decided. After all, compared to magic, our family still has some inheritance in martial arts."

"But, did you leave a magic book for you?"

Sharjah said with a mouth snatching up.

"Yes. Although it's just a low-level magic book, it's still a treasure of the Caesarmore family, much more sophisticated than the martial arts of those golden monkeys."

Xiso snorted coldly.

The attitude of the high elves towards the Golden Titans is sometimes so bad that people have to believe the legends about the two tribes: the Golden Titans are creatures transformed by the high elves with magic.

Although he didn't want to admit these things behind his back, Lin Mu knew in his heart that those legends should be the truth in the hearts of the federal executives.

However, the high elves really have nothing to be proud of. They have been fighting with the race that they have transformed by themselves for so many years, and it is a very ironic thing no matter how they look at it.

"I think I prefer martial arts to magic."

He said, pointing to the great sword on his back.

"snort."

Xisuo snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter. For you, no matter what you practice, it's just a hobby, right? You are majoring in music, right?"

Faced with Xiso's sarcasm, Lin Mu turned a blind eye, turned his head and asked Wang Siyuan, "You guys are here too. You don't look like people who are interested in art."

"We all came with him."

Wang Siyuan and his friends immediately pointed at Eisenberg.

"Okay. They all came with me, but I think under the influence of art, they can also add a little bit of connotation to attract those beautiful girls."

Eisenberg sighed and said helplessly.

"Is this how?"

Lin Mu smiled and said nothing, "By the way, didn't you say last time that you planned to establish a club? Have you found enough people?"

When talking about this, everyone was suddenly discouraged, "Not yet. Damn, the current freshmen do not understand how great it is to have their own club. Their vision is really too narrow."

"But if you are willing to help, the club's affairs should be fine."

Wang Siyuan came over and licked his face and said, "As long as you can ask your sister to join our club, I promise that those who want to join our club can line up from here to the southern hemisphere."

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