Don't Bully the Young, Middle-Aged, Elderly, Poor-The Dead Deserve the Greatest Respect!

Magical Application Academy, First Year Division, Classroom 4.

"We divide the era of magic application into three stages: Primal Magic, ancient magic, and modern magic. Up until the modern era, after the fourth magical industrial revolution of the Crystal Tower Civilization, magical technology was widely used and made a significant contribution to our space exploration technology (called: Star Realm Development in ancient texts). The workshop system was established at that time."

Professor Ercole Evans, the lecturer for the course "A History of Magic," was a small-eyed, bald Tower man who often uttered some difficult magical terms. These were no problem for the high-achieving students present, but Li Aoz found himself drowsy listening to him.

It wasn't that he lacked intelligence; Li Aoz could understand every word the other person said, but when they were put together, he couldn't learn that knowledge.

This is precisely the Negative Effect of the [Echo].

The literal description of the [Class Talent: Echo] is as follows: Since the [Gravity] ability resides in the mind, he cannot learn new extraordinary knowledge, but he can still understand the theories within it.

That's a clever way of putting it. What does it mean to not be able to learn but can understand the theory? If you've already understood the theory, why can't that be called learning?

As a player, this effect doesn't change much; at most, you can't cast spells to learn skills.

But as a living person, Li Aoz now feels the same way.

Knowledge hardly lingers in his mind; he can repeat it, but he just can't understand its meaning, just like you can never teach someone 'why one plus one equals two'.

The logical line of thought was directly cut off.

I initially thought that the inability to learn meant it wasn't displayed on the system and I couldn't level up using experience, but I could still learn the skills myself. However, it seems that's not the case at all.

Li Aoz's cloned head is completely useless; it has no cognitive function. In a way, this is the price he paid for his early clone transformation. His whole body is made up of thinking cells, but he has no vital organs.

This advantage used to make his Bloodfiend Style build more resilient and durable than the average person, but it became a disadvantage when it came to production and learning.

Li Aoz glanced around.

The students around him listened intently, some nodding and looking thoughtful.

"Damn, what happened to the rich kids and government officials who were supposed to be lazy and good-for-nothing playboys? How come these guys are all so incredibly shrewd?!" Li Aoz twirled his pen, gradually drifting off into thought.

He looked at his companions: Hobbes was writing down important points from time to time, while Lucite, Armored Species looked even stronger than the Martial Artist, had very neat and beautiful handwriting, making his notes easy to read.

Oh no, everyone here is a top student, am I the only one who actually has a vocational school diploma...?

Professor Elcole picked up his water glass, carefully adjusting his tone, switched to the holographic projection, and continued his lecture, "... Philapova once said: 'Weave a net with your hands, filter it in the ocean of magic, and what you scoop out is magic'—that's roughly how the so-called ancient magic system works. Okay, now that we have a certain understanding of the history of the development of ancient magic, you will definitely wonder why the ancients were so foolish as to rely on external forces instead of forging their own path?"

Snap.

Oh no, I dropped my pen.

Li Aoz bent down to pick up the pen.

As soon as the professor finished speaking, a question popped up on the whiteboard in front of the students, giving them only 15 seconds to answer. Hobbes and Lucite, who were next to Li Aoz, quickly buried their heads, wrote furiously, and submitted the correct answer.

"Very good. Of the 266 students who attended the class, 265 were collected from the surprise test just now. Only the student with student ID number 027 did not submit theirs."

Elco glanced at the magical projection screen, then unceremoniously raised her hand and pointed at Li Aoz had just sat up straight:

"Look, this student, say your name."

What's going on? Li Aoz was bewildered; he had just bent down to pick up his pen.

Hobbes and Lucite quickly tugged at his sleeve, saying anxiously, "Hey, the professor is calling you."

'What did he ask me?'

'Your name!'

"Number 027!" the professor called out loudly.

Under everyone's gaze, his expression on his cyborg head remained unchanged, maintaining a confident smile. When the professor asked him a question, Li Aoz instinctively stood up and replied, "Reporting to the professor, my name is Lioz."

"Very good, Lioz, a very ordinary name."

The professor nodded, then turned to the other students and said, "I hope you will all take this as a warning and not become mediocre like Lioz. You enjoy the most precious resources of the entire civilization and should become pillars of the nation and elites of the civilization."

Most of the students were quite polite, with only a few scattered laughs.

Li Aoz sat back down, seemingly confused. Lucite sighed.

"This is terrible. Poor classroom performance, -1 Credits. What a bad start."

"What did I do? I lost one Credits?"

"Because you picked up a pen." Hobbes patted Li Aoz on the shoulder. "Every class in this school has random tests. If you answer correctly, you get a reward; if you answer incorrectly or are distracted, you get a punishment."

"That's really something, going to school is like being in prison."

Li Aoz muttered to himself.

In his past life, as a citizen of Yanxia, he could attend any school he wanted during his education. Robot-based teaching guaranteed he would learn everything. If he needed specific technical knowledge, he could simply link the information and that was it. There weren't so many unnecessary rules.

As for the game—who actually attends classes in the game?

"Aren't they all taking the opportunity to switch screens to watch live streams and short videos?" Someone nearby heard Li Aoz's mutterings, and the students in the back row immediately laughed. Li Aoz then heard someone whisper, "Look at him, what a country bumpkin. He doesn't even know such basic rules."

"Just a low-level Tanas Race from a small town, a test-taker. Getting into this school is probably the best they can hope for."

"If you can't even answer a free question, you should hurry up and find a workshop to recharge your mana. You're destined to be just an enchanter."

"Hey, are you crazy?!"

Seeing his friend being mocked, Lucite clenched his fists, his already reddened eyes almost turning completely red, and he immediately tried to get up, but Hobbes quickly held him down:

"Shh! Class is in session! Class is in session! Credits matter! Calm down, Lucite."

"But they humiliated Lioz!"

"Don't pay attention to the crows' cawing, just focus on learning our own little chatter."

Li Aoz ignored the group and, after calming Lucite down, he noticed that many people were staring at him.

They're treating me like a noob...

His gaze swept across the entire room, and he immediately noticed Dia Lan sitting in the front row—the girl was too easy to recognize. Her aura of keeping strangers at bay caused the surrounding students to scatter. No one dared to sit in the four or five adjacent seats, forming a fan-shaped vacuum zone, almost like a radiation source.

Even so, Li Aoz noticed that some people were casting malicious glances at Dragon Titan, as if they were plotting something.

Being too strong or too weak will both attract attention and be targeted.

However, none of this concerns Li Aoz. His problem is only temporary, and he should be careful not to be too ostentatious.