Starting with Proficiency Panel-Chapter 770: See You Tomorrow (New Book Content)

If I must explain thoroughly, then it's about increasing one's resistance and reducing the drop of San Value.

Pushing open the door of the rental house, what caught his eye was, surprisingly, the safe house he had at the Gray Magic Academy.

After entering the safe house, Li Qing's consciousness shifted slightly, the light orb in his mind rippled mildly, and the extinguished fireplace roared softly as a gentle firelight emerged, instantly illuminating the entire room, bringing forth a sense of warmth and brightness.

"Interesting..."

This mental control was quite magical, and every hands-on experience made him feel a sense of having everything under control.

"It's time for class."

Li Qing closed the door of the safe house, ensured his hood was properly fastened, and then gently grasped the doorknob and turned it.

'Creak, creak'

The gears inside the doorknob sounded quite mechanical.

'Ding'

A clear metallic collision sound occurred, the badge on his wrist extending like a chain with a magic rune to the doorknob.

When a slight resistance came through, Li Qing then pushed the door open.

Upon seeing the scene inside, he paused momentarily, then quickly closed the door as usual.

It was a hazy classroom, with desks spaced quite far apart, and a faint white mist hanging like gauze.

No sky above, no ground below.

The classroom was eerie enough, with no sense of yearning for light, only a bizarre, heart-chilling atmosphere.

When Li Qing arrived, a few students were already in the classroom. As he entered, only a few glanced at him before losing interest.

That's for the best.

Li Qing found his seat according to the badge's indication, looked around, and after confirming there was no chair, he stood silently.

The entire classroom seemed boundless, with mist shrouding the surroundings, making it hard to discern what was inside.

But...

Li Qing looked at the left side where a denser wall of mist seemed to form a wall of Qi.

Probably similar to a boundary line of a wall.

The classroom was utterly silent, and after class time arrived, Li Qing scanned the room and noticed one empty spot among the fifteen empty desks.

Late, perhaps.

Watching a tutor in a bulky blue-edged black robe abruptly appear in the classroom, his gaze from the shadows of the hood was chilling.

This icy gaze swept around, and upon seeing one empty spot in the middle of the classroom, his eyes suddenly emitted a ghostly cold glow.

The meaning in his eyes made Li Qing feel incredibly frightened.

Excitement, greed, even a kind of anticipation—anticipating that the person would definitely not make it right on time.

The bizarre classroom was silent for about three minutes, then the black-robed tutor spoke with a tone that was suppressing excitement: "Alright, students, let's begin class."

He flicked his wide sleeve and the classroom door swiftly closed.

Just as he finished speaking, a hurried pleading voice laced with a trace of fear came from the classroom door.

"Sorry, teacher, I'm late. Could you kindly let me in?"

The black-robed tutor revealed a bizarre smile under his vague features shadowed by the hood: "Of course, my dear student."

He extended his hand, revealing a swollen palm covered in nauseating slime, and gently beckoned at the classroom door, which suddenly opened, revealing a student in a black robe.

Upon seeing the door open, the late student seemed to relax, bowing gratefully: "Thank you, teacher."

"No problem, no problem..."

The student, still bent, saw the black-robed tutor appearing before him, and as he raised his head, he witnessed a scarlet tongue lash towards him.

From Li Qing's viewpoint, he saw a hair-raising scene; the tutor pulled back his hood, revealing his head.

It was similar to a catfish's head, with dead fish eyes widened with excitement, and two catfish whiskers constantly waving by its mouth, then it opened a massive mouth filled with sharp teeth, layered and intersecting within.

Next, a scarlet tongue swiftly shot out and wrapped around the late student, followed by a crunching sound of bones breaking; that student didn't even make a sound before being swallowed whole into the gaping maw of the catfish-headed tutor.

The late student's black robe fluttered, and with a startled glance, Li Qing saw two slender legs akin to hooves beneath the flowing robe.

The late student was devoured by the catfish tutor.

Crunching sounds emitted from the catfish tutor's mouth, as if relishing the supreme taste just experienced.

"How many years has it been, how many years... I've finally, finally eaten something!!"

Its eyes were brimming with tears, trembling with excitement.

Li Qing watched, gripping his hands tightly, breathing heavily as he continuously took deep breaths, cold sweat unknowingly covering his forehead and back, with his clenched jaw muscles prominently rising.

At this moment, Li Qing finally understood that he had not arrived at some magic academy in a web novel, much less at Hogwarts from Harry Potter.

This was the Demon Land, a place teeming with devils.

Finally, when he slightly calmed down, he silently scanned the room; none of the students showed any abnormal reaction.

Various gazes—indifference, mockery, even excitement—but as Li Qing calmed, he realized that in the deepest part of their eyes, there was still a shred of fear.

After about three minutes, the tutor pulled the hood back on and stepped onto the platform.

The utterly satisfied catfish tutor spoke with a pleasant mood: "Students, as a friendly reminder, the first thing at Gray Magic Academy is to adhere to the school's rules. Since you've worn the badge properly, we must act according to regulations, for everything and anything has rules, and Gray is no exception."

Pausing, the catfish tutor spread his hands and said: "My name is Rosenberg, and let's get along happily."

Rosenberg's low laughter made Li Qing quite uncomfortable, his voice spreading like numerous insidious demons whispering maliciously in his ear, scheming to take his soul away.

"Alright students, let's begin our first lesson... Summoning the demon within your heart!"

Since the inception of magic to the present, magic has flourished to the extreme, with innumerable forms constantly emerging in the mages' hands. Even the simplest Shaping Magic, which manifests the world, has countless forms, vast as the sea.

However, what presented before Li Qing was completely beyond the orthodox magic system, it was Demon Summoning.

Staring at the magical ritual reflected on the desk, Li Qing fell silent. He realized that he wasn't on a thief's ship but was a pure, naive lamb wandering into an unfathomable abyss, where countless demons lurked.