Li stood dazed in the corridor for a while before calling over the person on duty inside and having them clean his room. That person, however, looked utterly unsurprised.
It seemed that such accidents were quite common within Ankhseram's temple.
Afterward, Li went to rest for a while. After all, he still had classes once dawn broke.
When morning came, Li remembered that today's class was Magical Digitization.
Li suddenly recalled how, during his first lesson, that person had pounded the lectern with great force and shouted, "Today, I'm going to make you understand one thing: if you want to graduate from my class, you must learn to see beauty in numbers."
In truth, asking Li, who had never once passed mathematics in his previous life, to see beauty in numbers would be less painful than making him marry Sister Feng outright.
But now, Li had developed some interest in this art known as mathematics.
Through this course, Li could modify magic more easily, so he became incredibly serious in his studies.
So serious that Li actually felt as though he could see beauty in those numbers. He had to be too tired—at least, that was how Li explained it to himself.
When class ended, he saw the lovely young girl who had once shown him around the entire temple waiting outside his door. As soon as he approached, she hurried over and handed him a palm-sized metal plate, telling him that it would display his expenses from now on.
Li glanced at her, nodded, then seemed to remember something. He thanked her and walked into his room.
Watching him shut the door in her face without the slightest hesitation, the girl stomped her foot in anger. In truth, how could someone at Li's level fail to notice that she