The Origin of Magic

Hearing the voice, Fini and Chen Cheng both turned to look behind them.

Chen Cheng wanted to see who this arrogant Donald Duck was.

Then he saw a young boy dressed in exquisite silk clothes walking towards Chen Cheng with his hands behind his back, looking at him with disdain.

Beside him followed a… rather, a giant, over two meters tall, with muscles bulging all over, arms thicker than an adult's thigh, and a somewhat simple and honest appearance.

When Coles walked up to Chen Cheng, he glanced at Chen Cheng and said:

"Good dogs don't block the way, get lost."

Chen Cheng didn't expect this little guy to be so rampant. In this life, except for the suffering he endured when he was captured by Scorpio's slave-catching team, he had never suffered such humiliation, even during his days of fleeing in the deep mountains and old forests.

Chen Cheng retaliated without hesitation:

"Where did this unweaned little duck come from? Why does it quack as soon as it opens its mouth?"

Then Chen Cheng lowered his head, only then did he see the face of the young boy Coles, and then he put on an embarrassed look:

"Oh, my apologies, my eyes are too high. I didn't see you, you little bean. I'm truly sorry."

This sentence had truly pierced the heart of the little boy Coles. His father, Baron William, was often troubled by his height, and he didn't expect his son to be a dwarf as well.

Moreover, Chen Cheng wasn't just talking about his height, but also his voice.

This was also a sore spot in the heart of a child his age, so it directly hit Coles's most sensitive point.

Fini, upon hearing this, let out a snort and said:

"Did you hear that? An unweaned little duck."

After speaking, Fini also imitated a duck's quack twice.

Coles's little face was already flushed with anger. He pointed his little finger at Chen Cheng, stammering and unable to speak a complete sentence, especially after hearing the laughter from other students who couldn't help but join in.

He never expected a slave to be so arrogant, daring to insult him, the son of a baron.

Didn't this slave see his exquisite silk clothes? Was this something he could mock? And that bitch Fini.

Finally, the young boy just shouted "attack" at the two-meter-tall behemoth beside him, whose arms were thicker than Chen Cheng's thighs, and then a fist the size of a sandbag truly attacked Chen Cheng's face.

Before Chen Cheng could engage his brilliant mind, calculate the optimal evasion plan using various physical laws, Chen Cheng knew nothing.

When Chen Cheng woke up again, the first thing he saw was Fini's anxious little face.

Seeing Chen Cheng wake up, Fini's face turned from anxiety to joy. She waved her little hand in front of Chen Cheng and said:

"Little slave, are you okay?"

Chen Cheng shook his head, indicating he was fine, although his head was still a bit dizzy.

He only remembered the arrogant young boy telling the behemoth to attack, and he wanted to vindicate the ancient sages of physics, and then… then he knew nothing.

Seeing Chen Cheng shake his head and indicate he was fine, Fini finally felt a lot more at ease. Then her pretty face turned angry again:

"Little slave, don't worry, Coles and his big guy were both taught a lesson by Teacher Melinda. The injuries on your face were also healed by Teacher Melinda's healing magic. I will definitely get revenge for you once I learn magic."

At this moment, Chen Cheng got up from the bed, looked at the furnishings of the room, and asked curiously: "Where is this?"

"Oh, this place, this is your room from now on, little slave. My room is next door.

From today on, I am officially a student of Huidun Academy, and we will be staying here for a semester of study."

Then Fini began to introduce the dormitory layout to Chen Cheng.

Meanwhile, in the boys' dormitory of the academy, Coles and his behemoth were sitting in the dormitory in a daze, feeling a bit dejected.

Just as the behemoth knocked Chen Cheng unconscious, their future class advisor, Melinda, saw him ordering the behemoth to attack.

Afterward, he was reprimanded unceremoniously by Melinda in front of everyone, and he was also given a demerit.

This time, he, the son of a baron, had truly lost face. Not only was he mocked and ridiculed by a slave before, but even his retaliation was reprimanded by his own teacher.

Coles punched the wall in anger:

"Fini, you little bitch, and that lowly brat, I, Coles, will not let you go."

"@#……%&￥&"

The behemoth beside him also roared in an angry tone.

When Chen Cheng and Fini went to the magic class the next day, they found that all the little magicians in the class were looking at them with strange eyes. After all, in their eyes, Chen Cheng was just a lowly slave.

However, yesterday he had made Coles look bad, mocking and even somewhat insulting Coles, which was a major event in the academy.

It was the first time in many years that they had seen a slave act so arrogantly, and his master had allowed such behavior.

After Chen Cheng watched Fini walk into the classroom, he stood outside the corridor waiting, just like the other slaves accompanying the students. Here, slaves like them did not have the right to attend classes.

Soon, Chen Cheng saw a tall and graceful figure walking from the corridor. Her long, slightly curly golden hair reached her waist, her face was exquisite like an elf's, and her perfect, almost unrealistically hot and voluptuous body made her a true temptress.

The crisp sound of Melinda's white high-heeled boots hitting the floor echoed. When she reached Chen Cheng, she stopped.

Then she bent down, her exquisite and beautiful face leaning closer to Chen Cheng, her beautiful light golden eyes narrowing slightly, and a gust of fragrance wafted towards Chen Cheng.

"Hmm, you've recovered well. It seems my healing magic wasn't misplaced yesterday."

It was at this point that Chen Cheng realized the stunning beauty before him was actually Ms. Melinda, the teacher who had treated him yesterday.

Under Melinda's approaching gaze, Chen Cheng felt a bit shy. His eyes inadvertently shifted downwards, catching a glimpse of something springtime-like. He then said, his face flushed red:

"Thank you, Ms. Melinda, for treating me yesterday."

Seeing Chen Cheng's bashful cheeks and his sincere, fluent words, Melinda paused slightly.

Then, like a mature older sister, Melinda reached out her slender hand and gently patted Chen Cheng's head, saying:

"It's nothing, and yesterday, Coles was indeed too much. If you still feel any discomfort, you can tell your teacher."

Melinda reached out and touched the spot where Chen Cheng had been hit earlier. Then, she leaned her face closer to Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng could already feel the sweet, fragrant breath exhaling from Melinda's nostrils.

Before Chen Cheng could lose control and have some inappropriate thoughts, Melinda whispered into his ear:

"Do you want teacher to help you take off the collar around your neck?"

Without waiting for Chen Cheng to respond, Melinda stood up, smiled at Chen Cheng, and then walked into the classroom.

Meanwhile, Chen Cheng, who was no longer a virgin in spirit, felt his heart pounding. Honestly, Melinda had been too seductive just now, especially for someone like him whose mind had already matured; it was simply deadly.

Inside the classroom, the young mages respectfully stood up when they saw Melinda enter and greeted her, "Good morning, teacher."

Chen Cheng, for his part, calmed himself down and then peered into the classroom from the windowsill.

On the other hand, in the corridors of other classrooms, if any slaves dared to lean on the windowsill, they would be driven away by the teacher. A shielding magic would then be cast, blocking the inside and outside of the classroom, ensuring not a single word of the lecture could be heard.

Melinda, however, merely squinted at him and then paid him no further mind.

"Young mages, please open your textbooks to the first lesson of magic education. Today, we will discuss the origin of magic:

In ancient times, the gods..."

After that, only Melinda's lecture voice could be heard in the classroom. Chen Cheng, outside, ended up auditing the entire class.

Although Chen Cheng had accepted the existence of magic as an energy in this world, he was noncommittal about Melinda's claim that magic originated from the gods.

Even though Chen Cheng hadn't encountered much magic and hadn't systematically studied it, he firmly believed that magic was a form of energy and that it must adhere to the law of conservation of energy.

He felt he had a lot of say when it came to energy.

As long as energy existed in this world, it had to obey the law of conservation of energy. Furthermore, before his transmigration, humanity's understanding of the universe's material energy accounted for less than ten percent of the universe's total mass. The remaining ninety percent was unknown, designated as dark matter and dark energy.

Therefore, this so-called magical energy could very well be a type of dark energy that humanity on Earth had not yet explored or understood. This could also explain why the medium used by people here to conduct magical energy was not simply gold, silver, copper, or iron.

As for how mages could use magical energy to summon wind and rain, in his eyes, it was merely a conversion of energy. It was just that the energy conversion formulas they used now differed from the traditional forms Chen Cheng knew, which was why he did not agree with the notion that magical energy originated from deities.

Of course, he would not voice these conclusions. After all, there had been countless pioneers of science, and many of them had sacrificed themselves. While Chen Cheng admired these past sages, he had no desire to become one of them.