I Have My Own Bust Measurement Standards / Even if It's Wood, It's a Big Tree That Can Shelter You from Wind and Rain

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A few hours later.

Arturo looked at the notes he had just made and the strange symbols carved into the wall.

Is this Originium? Have I traveled to another world?

Why can I only understand a little bit of these things?

"These are the basic contents of the Originium Arts course at Utopia University. They are all important points. Take notes. The difficulty is only slightly higher than that of the top universities in Leithanian."

"That's impossible too. I'm filled with doubt right now..."

Arturo closed the notebook and very honestly accepted his defeat.

The symbols this guy just wrote are all internationally recognized, but when combined, they form a truly terrifying description.

If Arturo didn't understand it at all, he might feel relieved.

The problem is that he only knows a little bit about everything and can't get any more advanced, which means there's only one possibility.

"It seems you've forgotten most of what you knew before, but that's normal. Lateran is relatively safe. You didn't encounter any bandits while you were running around in the wilderness, so it's understandable that you've neglected your studies."

Huang Cao wasn't surprised; he had already seen the clarity in Arturo's eyes halfway through the lesson.

Just like when he couldn't understand math problems as a child, it wasn't that he couldn't understand them. After all, Arturo had been out of school for a long time, and being able to understand some university courses was already quite an achievement.

"Looks like I'll have to go through all the lessons again from beginning to end. By the way, what kind of warlock do you want to become?"

"If I could, I would like to become a sorcerer. My teacher suggested this to me when I was in school in Lateran. After all, my Originium Arts are quite unique, and I should develop my strengths."

"Witchcraft... this is a path of no return. To avoid starvation later, let's take the path of a mid-level sorcerer along the way."

There are also cup level differences between professions.

Huang Cao spoke earnestly to Arturo, who nodded in agreement.

Having more skills is never a bad thing, but whether you can actually learn them is another question.

"In short, my understanding of Originium is second only to certain strange beings. I can basically use any spell, but judging from your performance in class just now, let's start from the basics."

Arturo is intelligent, but she is not a particularly powerful caster; at the very least, she could not possibly defeat Rhodes Island's Elite Operator.

After changing the teaching methods, it only took one night.

Arturo can easily shatter a relatively hard stone with her cello, something she could do before, but now with significantly reduced physical exertion.

In other words, the mana cost of skills has been reduced.

But when the weather outside got colder, Arturo, who had been studying all afternoon, couldn't walk anymore, so Huang Cao decided to change the teaching time.

There are 24 hours in a day. I study for 4 hours in the morning, rest from the afternoon to the evening, and travel from the early morning to the morning.

Chapter 552 I Have Special Cup-Level Measurement Standards

"Mr. Huang, I think you really need to have a certain artistic taste, and to this day, the Lateran Music Museum has not acquired any of Utopia's well-known songs."

"Given the relationship between my country and yours, it would be a miracle if it were included. Besides, the territory of Utopia is so vast, each region has its own representative music, there's absolutely no need to use a single main melody to represent everything."

Another night, Huang Cao directed Arturo to unleash his Originium Arts, quickly turning a huge iron ore into powder.

"The training these past few days has been quite effective; I could barely give you a B, but you still can't compare to our country's average sorcerer troops."

"How could I possibly compare to a regular army? You overestimate me."

Arturo said with a smile, but Master Huang didn't think so.

This angel has enormous potential.

The ranks of Utopian Warlocks are ranked from lowest to highest, with a total of 6 stages, numbered numerically.

The higher the number, the stronger the combat power. Lower-level warlocks can level up through testing, but it becomes increasingly difficult as they progress.

To put it simply, even Master Huang's wife Lamian, could only pass the fifth stage of the sorcerer test.

The Blood Demon Lord was able to pass stage 6, but unfortunately he was addicted to being the Minister of Finance and didn't want to fight.

Beyond the sixth stage, there is a super rank called Archmage. Successfully passing the test will grant you the title of Archmage, allowing you to have your name inscribed on the first page of the family tree.

Currently, only the Witch King and Huang Cao in the Warp have passed the exam to become de facto Archmages.

Even the Twin Empresses of Leithanian are only at the 6th rank.

After all, although these two sheep defeated the Witch King, it was largely due to their bloodline advantage. In terms of knowledge and the use of Originium, they were no match for the Witch King at all.

Therefore, they could only barely meet the Level 6 exam standard.

As for Arturo, she has the potential to become a 6th-tier warlock, but she probably won't have the chance to reach the title of archmage.

Because the examination standards for these six stages were formulated by the Witch King at the behest of Master Huang.

Master Huang almost failed the exam, since he couldn't use any Power of Abundance throughout the entire process. The exams that required Power of Abundance were set by Master Huang.

Utopia has only three types of sorcerers.

The first type only involves contact with Originium, and the creator of the scroll is the Witch King.

The second method involves using both Originium and Power of Abundance, and the creator of this scroll is Huang Cao.

The first two tiers each only have 6 levels plus a top-tier archmage.

The third type does not use Originium or the Power of Abundance. This type does not exist in the exam subjects of Utopia because this group is basically composed of the wives of Great Beast from the Huang Cao.

However, the first two types of exams are also extremely difficult, and their success rate has always been a positive pyramid shape.

That's why Master Huang could say that Arturo had great talent, but in the story, she neglected her studies in order to find her own path.

Over the next few days, the two stumbled and struggled their way out of the desert and into a forest.

"Finally, I've made it through."

Arturo took a deep breath, thoroughly enjoying the fragrance of the forest, especially with the villages in the distance.

After walking for more than half a month, we finally saw people, and I don't need to sleep in a sleeping bag anymore.

"I think sleeping bags are fine too, but if there are better options, I'll choose the better ones."

About half an hour later, the two arrived at the village.

Huang Cao was also visiting the Lateran countryside for the first time.

Everywhere you look, there are churches and Gothic buildings. Under the sunlight, the village looks just like the starting point for adventurers in a Western fantasy novel.

So Master Huang said, "It's time to set off, adventurers!"

After purchasing a large amount of daily necessities in the village, Huang Cao and Arturo arrived at the local inn.

Huang Cao took out a gold coin and handed it to the waiter at the front desk.

"Two of the best rooms, plus the best dinner you have tonight, delivered to our room in an hour, and we're staying here for three days..."

Before Master Huang could finish speaking, Arturo interrupted:

"One room is enough, Mr. Huang. I've been with you for almost half a month, and suddenly being separated from you would make me feel very insecure. Besides, we've already been sleeping together for so long, so what's one more day or two? It would also be more convenient for us to visit each other's rooms and attend classes in the evenings."

Huang Cao nodded, finding Arturo's suggestion appealing, and thus agreed.

But only the receptionist knew that the Sarkaz woman with the black halo above her head probably had designs on the boy who had just paid, and not just ordinary designs.

The boy, however, was completely unaware, or perhaps his entire body was a steel hedgehog, making it impossible for the Sarkaz woman to find a way to attack him, so she could only try to get as close as possible.

As for why the waiter knew, it's because he's worked at this hotel for over thirty years and has seen all kinds of couples.

After receiving the room key, Arturo and Master Huang went to the most luxurious room.

"I'll take a bath first. I've been using the plant-based bathtub these past few days and I'm too lazy to boil water."

Huang Cao rushed into the bathroom with a towel and soap, initially looking aggressive, but he finished cleaning himself in less than twenty minutes and came out wearing a bathrobe.

"Okay, I guess I'm still an efficiency person after all."

Compared to someone else's swift actions, Arturo took a good hot bath, thoroughly cleaning himself before emerging in a bathrobe.

The two then lay down on the bed together and stretched.

"Phew, these past few days have been so fulfilling and joyful, just like being a newborn without any worries."

Arturo took a deep breath, savoring the hard-won peace, and then less than a minute later, she turned around and sat on Master Huang's lap.

"Mr. Huang, I didn't sit on your waist, so this doesn't count as overstepping my bounds, does it?"

Arturo grinned mischievously as he scratched Huang Cao's calf with his fingernail.

"Oh dear, this is difficult. It's just a pity that I'm stronger than you."

Huang Cao abruptly pulled his feet out, and then he felt as if two wet slices of bread had brushed against a patch of skin on his left calf... possibly with a slight suction.

Then, unsurprisingly, Arturo's face instantly turned red with embarrassment; the sudden stimulation almost made him jump up.

Her face was unusually flushed. "Mr. Huang..."

Huang Cao wiped his left calf with a piece of paper, looking disgusted.

"You can't blame me for this. Who told you not to wear any underwear under your bathrobe and just sit on my lap without anything underneath?"

Arturo was suddenly overcome with a feeling of sadness, much like when Exusiai faced the red hammer-wielding guy at the start of the game.

No matter what I do, I can't budge it.

Even she herself didn't know why she had just sat on the other person's lap.

It's probably because the Huang Cao makes her feel safe.

It's like a bountiful island suddenly appearing in the middle of a lonely, silent sea, captivating people and making them want to get closer.

The strange feeling in his heart didn't last long; Arturo quickly regained his usual composure and allure.

Although these two adjectives are strictly speaking antonyms, they seem so fitting for this angel.

Chapter 553 Even if it's just wood, it's still a big tree that can shelter you from the wind and rain.

After an embarrassing blush, Arturo lay down at the inside of the large bed.

Huang Cao had no intention of sleeping at the other end of the bed, much less voluntarily give up her bed to sleep on the floor.

Because he has already proven with his actions that he would never lay a hand on her.

The people of this land have no integrity, Arturo probably isn't the kind of person with a devilish personality...

Perhaps...

After dinner, the two lay down at one end of the bed, turned on the hard-won air conditioner, and enjoyed the softness of the bed.

Since this is just an ordinary hotel, it is naturally impossible to provide a large bed that can accommodate more than ten people.

So the distance between their shoulders was only about a fist's width, and in the quiet of the night, they could even hear each other breathing.

For some reason, Arturo's breathing became very erratic, and a blush gradually appeared on her pretty face.

This guy is actually quite good-looking.

I estimated that he was only a year or two older than me, but I didn't expect him to have such a wealth of knowledge and social experience at such a young age.

Looking at the boy's profile beside her, she thought to herself.

Arturo doesn't like boring people; she prefers lively and genuinely emotional individuals.

Therefore, she had a very bad relationship with a certain human-machine relative since she was a child.

The man beside her now was different.

He speaks with humor and wit, and although he carries an air of authority, he is not at all annoying. Instead, it's like a loving elder whispering in your ear.

They treat you well, but they don't see this kindness as a favor; it's a genuine expression of their feelings, full of emotion yet not empty.

It's like someone who is almost emotionally flawless.

Easy to get along with, a nice guy.

Whether you become an enemy or a friend, this guy always seems to give off a particularly good feeling.

Perhaps the person in front of me is a saint?

Such people are only recorded in Lateran texts; these are the beings known as saints.