The next day, after Zhao Xu prepared some reading magic spells, he went to the academic forum in the floating city to listen to the lecture.
Generally speaking, after the new mages in the floating city graduate, whether they are Arthur residents or players, many who take the research route will find a mentor to do spell research with them.
The mentor provides the novice mages with learning resources, while the novice mages serve as a research workforce, researching the branch content of the topic for the mentor. This mutually reinforcing relationship has always been the norm in the floating city.
Only mages who have reached the mid-level backbone level are eligible to apply for research sites in the floating city to serve as subject tutors, and their assistants are also limited.
Once those level 1 mages who have successfully graduated cannot find a way or are not qualified as assistants, they will basically be forced to leave within a three-month period, and the same is true for the player group.
Zhao Xu could still see many players coming in and out in this first month. In another three months, the number of players would be reduced by at least half, including the new additions.
This situation of senior mages driving the mid-level key mages, and the mid-level key mages driving the novice mages, also constitutes the pyramid of the floating city, and there are two lines of light and darkness with the vague power of the mage family behind it.
Only people like Zhao Xu, who have tutors who come to provide training on their own initiative on the first day, can avoid worrying about which route to take, what topics to specialize in, and how to recommend themselves after the training is completed.
Lectures at the academic forum are benefits given by the association headquarters to all resident mages in the floating city.
Basically every day, the association arranges for some senior or even legendary mages to give lectures on their research at academic forums, impart concepts, and also verify ideas in a disguised form.
The private lessons Antinoya arranged for Zhao Xu were usually in the afternoon or night, leaving him to study by himself in the morning.
Zhao Xu, on the other hand, looked at the floating city's lecture schedule and noticed that there was a lecture on "Transformation Spell" this morning, so he came here early.
Although he experienced a level nine transformation spell "Shape Change" the day before yesterday, he still had many details he wanted to know.
He had always wondered about the state he was in at that time.
After transforming into the Attendant of the Blazing Heaven, at that moment he returned to the mentality of a warrior in his previous life, as if he was on the battlefield, thinking only of waving his weapons to slaughter all the enemies.
At that moment, Zhao Xu was equivalent to driving a full-level account.
This magical ability somewhat fascinated Zhao Xu.
Especially when he is at level 3, he will be exposed to the second level arcane transformation.
Although he is not a specialized mage but a generalist mage, the number of high-level spells is no less than that of level 1 spells, so he needs to understand them in order to distinguish the important ones.
Antinoya rarely made any decisions about the selection of spells, and mostly let them develop wildly.
"Tickets?" The waiter standing at the door respectfully asked Zhao Xu who was approaching.
Compared with those mages who are still apprentices, people like Zhao Xu who have been promoted to level 1 mages have already entered the power class, although they are only the lowest power class.
Zhao Xu suddenly felt embarrassed. He actually forgot about it.
Lectures in academic forums often involve discussion environments, and many senior mages don't like overly lively scenes.
Many times, some popular lectures adopt a ticket distribution model.
When Zhao Xu was in the apprenticeship stage, Antinoya screened him a list of lectures for him to attend, and also booked some tickets that needed to be used.
After hearing the other party's question, Zhao Xu remembered that he had forgotten that this lecture was quite popular and required tickets.
It's just that now it takes him more than half an hour to go to the Association Affairs Office to apply for a stamp ticket and then rush back.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mage, please come in." At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like an apprentice in a robe had just walked to the door. He noticed that Zhao Xu, who was wearing a silver-framed badge, was actually stopped, and said hurriedly. .
Zhao Xu saw the silver tag on the chest of the famous mage, which was marked with logistics management, and understood that the other party was the organizer of this lecture.
Since the other party entered directly, Zhao Xu didn't say much, but he vaguely understood something in his heart.
The middle-aged apprentice squinted his eyes, pretended not to care, glanced at Zhao Xu's badge, and said enthusiastically: "Hello, Master Zhongxia, the seats without numbers inside are all mobile and you can sit wherever you want. I'll take you in first. .”
Zhao Xu was not used to warm hospitality, so he waved his hand quickly.
Just like when he went to some Di Lao to eat hot pot, all he asked the waiter was to leave him alone.
The middle-aged apprentice kept paying attention to Zhao Xu until he completely disappeared behind the bustling crowd in the podium.
He just turned around and glared at the two waiters who had just stopped Zhao Xu: "Didn't I tell you that all those with a brand on the back of a mage's badge are the privileged class who cannot be stopped. Those in this forum who do not have numbers marked on them The seats are just for them, and they would rather leave them empty than give out tickets."
At this time, a younger waitress who was reprimanded protested in a low voice: "Supervisor, didn't you say you can't stop people with gold-rimmed chips on the back of their badges? But this mage is obviously silver-rimmed, shouldn't he be lower? What?"
"You still dare to talk back? Open your eyes and look. That's mithril! It's more valuable than gold! It means it's a level above the gold-rimmed badge. Your distant uncle's mage just became a mentor in the floating city last month. Position, his badge is made of silver chips, do you understand?"
There are many academic forums in the floating city, which are basically arranged according to the theme of the lecture. Some academic forums even have a table full of alchemical equipment arranged in one position to facilitate experiments together.
The layout of Zhao Xulai's academic forum is similar to the previous Awakening Hall, which is like a movie theater. The seats in the back are getting higher and higher, and the front podium is equipped with a wide whiteboard.
Most of the seats in the podium have already been filled up in advance. The person giving the lecture today is a nine-ring mage. There are many novice mages of one or two levels. As long as they can get a ticket, they all come to the venue to get familiar with it.
Naturally, they did not dare to hope that they could become the disciples of the Nine Ring Masters, but they could not resist the fact that these Nine Ring Masters had so many disciples. As long as he looked at him, there would naturally be disciples who would recruit the first-level mage who was appreciated by the society as his assistant. .
Zhao Xu didn't pay much attention. When he saw that the large backrest soft chairs in the first row had no numbers and he could sit on them as he pleased, he walked up and sat down.
As time went on, the entire venue gradually went from 70% to 80% full to completely full.
At this time, a fat mage who was sweating hurriedly came into the venue. He walked over before he was out of breath, but found that the entire hall was almost full. According to his body shape, there was no room for ordinary seats.
He quickly looked at the unmarked seats. Sometimes confused novice mages would sit in the wrong seats, but because these seats were not full, there were not many mistakes.
But the extremely arrogant fat mage glanced up from the first row of seats.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend...
The fat mage glanced at the whole row and saw a group of seventh- and eighth-level mages who could hang him up and beat him, making him directly classified as untouchable.
Um
The fat mage counted until the end and saw Zhao Xu with a strange look on his face.
Can you afford it
When he thought for a moment about which giant he was descended from, he discovered that the standard robe Zhao Xugang had just changed had a mark representing the first ring of the mage pinned underneath.
It is this obvious mark that makes many level 1 mages prefer to customize a new set of robes instead of wearing the unified robes distributed for free by the floating city.
But the fat mage was overjoyed. What about the descendants of giants? Isn't it right for low-level mage to give way to high-level mage? After all, his family is more or less ranked among the top 100 mage families in Floating City.
"Little-" The fat mage who approached Zhao Xu just spoke, but he couldn't spit out the next few words.
He saw Zhao Xu's mage badge with a mithril chip.
A cold sweat ran down his back.
"Well, is something wrong?"
At this time, the lecture was about to begin. Zhao Xu noticed that a mage as fat as a mountain was standing in front of him, and he couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Oh, it's nothing. Mr. Zhongxia, I suddenly fell in love with you at first sight. Do you mind if I sit next to you and feel your majesty?"
The fat mage Lin Qi smiled flatteringly and took out a folding stool from his storage bag.
It wasn't that the fat mage couldn't make a comfortable stool, it was just that there were many high-level mage present, and even two places away from Zhao Xu, there were two great masters in conjuration and transformation.
Fatty Lin Qi naturally didn't dare to do anything in his duties. If he was accidentally pointed out later, he would have to submit a project report later.
Zhao Xu secretly thought that he hadn't nodded yet, but who knew that this fat man would just sit down like this.
"Hello, Mr. Zhongxia, my name is Lin Qi, the Fifth Ring Mage." The fat mage introduced himself, showing his bright white teeth.
At the same time, he couldn't help but shake his chest to make his already somewhat oily badge move, causing the five rings to begin to intersect around each other.
Zhao Xu had no choice but to turn sideways and nod: "Zhongxia, a first-level mage."
"I don't know who this little brother is your disciple. Could it be Master Noqi who is here to give a lecture today? I heard that he made a low-level version of the simulacra spell last month. Using low-level spells, he can create an extremely realistic person. Come?" Fat mage Lin Qi saw that Zhao Xu did not object to communicating with him, so he followed the snake on the stick and asked with a rippling smile.
Zhao Xu, who is young, is sitting here with a badge with a mithril chip on it. This fact makes him, who calls himself the first information transfer station in the floating city, extremely curious.
When Zhao Xu heard this, he frowned slightly and asked curiously: "How come all the male mages I met are as optimistic as you?"
Leian is one, Master En is half, and this fat guy is probably one and a half -
A funny guy.
"Hey, doing magic research is very tiring. If you don't be cheerful, you will easily become autistic." Fatty Lin Qi said with a smile, and the flesh on his face became red.
Just then, Master Nuoqi, who was the instructor of this lecture, walked in from the main entrance of the forum.
The originally noisy hall also became quiet.
Nuoqi's appearance looked like he was less than fifty years old, with angry eyebrows and a look that was completely difficult to get along with.
At this time, he walked behind the podium and slightly adjusted the speaker in front of the podium, while the golems, invisible servants, and even waiters were already standing by.
"Yesterday, the association notified me to give this lecture at short notice. The time was so urgent that I forgot to tell the association at the time. But it's not too late. Please leave those with intelligence below 17. You are wasting your time here."
(End of chapter)