I built the Black Tower City in Sumeru.

Chapter 13 Senior Falushan, let me squeeze every last drop of knowledge out of you.

Another person who is certain that Chen Bo did not submit a blank paper is Palavi.

Paravi knew Chen Bo's abilities, so he naturally didn't think Chen Bo had submitted a blank paper.

Chen Bo had finished writing, while I had only written a little bit.

I couldn't help but feel immense pressure.

However, the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation.

Paravi silently encouraged herself: "Believe in yourself, you can definitely get second place."

I don't even dare to think about getting first place anymore.

……

Stepping out of the Wisdom Palace, the sunlight was blinding.

Chen Bo took a deep breath; the morning air was filled with the fragrance of Sumeru roses.

What a great time! Perfect for studying!

Chen Bogang was about to go into the library to study for a while and continue completing his study tasks.

Suddenly, a heated argument was heard coming from the flower bed not far away.

"Rejected, rejected, rejected again! Why was my application for 'funding for the maintenance of heritage institutions' rejected again?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, with the delicate tenderness unique to young girls, but her tone was mature and old-fashioned.

It's clearly a fresco.

Chen Bo immediately went over.

Sure enough, I saw that "girl" wearing a gorgeous dress and with pigtails, Senior Farusan.

The recent developments of the Mysterious Theory School in mechanical arts are inseparable from the manuscripts of this predecessor.

When the traveler first met Faroshan, it seemed that Faroshan was being interrogated because she hadn't produced any academic results for several years.

However, this senior was currently venting his dissatisfaction to a clerk of the Order of the Order.

The clerk could only patiently explain, "Falushan, this is the Sage's decision; there's nothing I can do about it..."

Farusian became even more unhappy upon hearing this: "Speaking of which, when you addressed me just now, did you forget to add 'senior'?"

"Young people these days really don't know any manners anymore."

The clerk said helplessly, "Senior Farusan, we really didn't mean to make things difficult for you, but you haven't been teaching classes or mentoring students on research projects all these years."

"They also have to apply for funds to maintain their own institutions from time to time. Other mentors have already complained. It's only because the Sage agreed that people are criticizing it as unfair."

A very classic scene.

Chen Bo immediately understood the general situation.

Chen Bo recalls that the current epistemological school rarely delves into the study of mechanical arts anymore. This group of people, who mainly focus on writing, no longer go around searching for ancient books at various ancient sites.

Nowadays, those who are interested in government agencies generally join the "Wonderful Arguments" school.

Simply put, students of the epistemological school are not fond of Faroshan!

But I'm interested in it.

I'm incredibly interested in ancient mechanisms and Red King technology.

Red King's cutting-edge technology—you'll know once you use it.

I don't know if I can become Farusian's student and fully exploit her knowledge.

With this in mind, Chen Bo immediately decided to volunteer himself.

So, Chen Bo straightened his collar and strode over.

"If you don't mind, I can be your student."

Both the angry Fiona and the helpless clerk turned to look at Chen Bo.

Chen Bo smiled and said sincerely, "I am very interested in ancient mechanical arts. It would be my honor to learn from Senior Falushan."

That "senior" made Farusan feel completely at ease.

Her light blue eyes lit up instantly. She looked Chen Bo up and down, put her hands on her hips, and raised her chin: "Oh? It seems there are some discerning students in this year's class."

The clerk next to him frowned. He raised his hand and tapped the virtual terminal next to his ear a few times. A green light screen swept across his eyes.

"Wait a moment." The clerk looked at the data before him, his expression turning somewhat strange. "You are... Anil of the biophilosophy faction?"

Chen Bo was stunned for a moment.

"According to the Void Records, you ranked fourth from the bottom in the last quarterly assessment at Amirido Academy." The scribe read out the data without any mercy, and even pushed up his glasses to add, "Moreover, your major is rainforest ecology, which has nothing to do with mechanical arts."

Chen Bo's lips twitched.

No, open the box for me?

You're such a despicable clerk!

Why can't I see your messages, but you can see mine? Are you some kind of privilege-granting addict?

This kind of behavior of arbitrarily accessing other people's privacy and then reading it aloud in public is really impolite.

Just as Chen Bo was about to speak in his defense, a small hand blocked him from the clerk.

"So what if we're fourth from the bottom?"

Farusan crossed her arms over her chest, her skirt swaying gently with her movements.

She raised her head and said in a tone that sounded like she was lecturing a junior, "The Academy has never lacked scholars who achieve great things late in life. The fact that this child took the initiative to come and learn shows that he has a very good attitude."

She turned to look at Chen Bo, her eyes filled with admiration: "Most young people these days are too eager for quick success and instant benefits, choosing mentors based solely on funding and reputation. The fact that you chose the less popular field of ancient mechanical engineering shows that you have a pure thirst for knowledge."

"Talent is certainly important in academia, but a proper attitude is the fundamental factor that determines how far one can go," Farusan commented with an air of wisdom. "Since you are sincere in your pursuit of knowledge, I will give you this opportunity."

After speaking, she turned to the clerk again, her eyes sharp: "Now I have students, and we're starting a new research project. According to regulations, you shouldn't have any reason to obstruct my funding application anymore, right?"

The clerk opened his mouth, then sighed and stamped the document.

"...Since you insist, I must remind you that if there are no results by the next quarter, I really won't be able to explain it to the Sage."

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about that."

Farusan grabbed Chen Bo's sleeve and left. "I happen to have time, let's start the lessons today."

……

Wisdom Palace, Upper Reading Room.

This is the place with the richest collection of books in the Church of Christ, with huge tree roots wrapped around the dome, and sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves onto the ancient bookshelves.

Farusan skillfully took three books from the bookshelf and placed them in front of Chen Bo.

Red Sandstone Slab: The Secret Language of Phases

Fatuna's Code of Mechanisms

"The Tree Nerve Scroll of the King of Awakening"

Just by looking at the title, you can already tell it's going to be a tough nut to crack.

"Listen carefully," Farussan pulled out a chair and sat down, "If you want to study ancient mechanisms, the first step is not to pick up a wrench, but to learn the language. If you can't even understand the written language, then even if you find ancient documents and ancient machines, it will be extremely difficult to decipher them."

She pointed to the three books and said, "The language of Teyvat has been constantly evolving. The current common language is very different from the ancient language of the Red King's era, and there are also significant differences in the writing systems between different kingdoms."

"These are the three most common languages ​​found in ancient ruins, so we'll start learning from these three books."

Chen Bo sat obediently opposite him.

He picked up the "Red Sandstone Tablet: Secret Words of the Phases" and opened it.

The paper was covered with scribbles.

Is this the desert script from the time of the Red King?

Then, Farusan began her explanation.

"These three symbols represent the 'pressurization,' 'recirculation,' and 'release' of energy flow."

Farusan pointed to several distorted characters on the page and explained in great detail, "Pay attention to the pronunciation of this syllable. The tip of your tongue should touch the roof of your mouth, and the airflow should come from both sides..."

Time passed second by second.

After speaking for about half an hour, Farusan stopped to take a sip of water and glanced at Chen Bo: "This chapter is a bit dry, involving the thirty-six conjugations of classical Chinese. Take your time to digest it; don't try to memorize it, just understand the logic. It's normal to not remember everything at first..."

"Senior, I have completely mastered this chapter." Chen Bo raised his head, his eyes clear.

"Hmm, that's good. We... um?" Farusan paused at her lips, blinked, and said, "You've learned it? I mean, you've remembered it and understood it?"

"Yes," Chen Bo replied affirmatively.

Farusan looked at him suspiciously: "Young man, pretending to know what you don't isn't a good habit. This is the language of the Red King's era, vastly different from the current Sumeru script. Have you really learned it?"

"I've really learned it." Chen Bo casually picked up a piece of draft paper and started writing.

I recited all the ancient characters that Falushan had just explained from memory.

While writing it from memory, the teacher explained the declension and pronunciation of each character, as well as its specific meaning.