The sixth day of the month, Friday.
Rain Water.
There were two days left until school started.
As usual, the school used the appropriate weather orb for the season. Early in the morning, a fine drizzle began to fall from the sky. The raindrops were cold and dense, pattering against the windows like a feeding swarm of silkworms, producing a rustling white noise.
It made people drowsy just listening to it.
Zheng Qing suspected that Poseidon, who was doing arithmetic problems in the study next door, had dozed off. She had not deliberately made any noise to show that she was studying hard for quite some time.
That day, Zheng Qing did not continue studying Qingqiu Secret Arts and A Detailed Explanation of Spell Bullet Construction, nor did Jiang Yu hide in the study to preview courses she had not yet enrolled in.
After breakfast, under Su Shijun's guidance, the two began filling out the various application forms related to early graduation. At the same time, they calculated their respective credits and prepared for course selection on Sunday.
"...For truly outstanding First University students, early graduation is nothing new."
Hugging Jiang Yu's plush bear and leaning against the sofa, Su Shijun held a copy of On the Spell Tension of Non-dimension in her hands. Her voice sounded somewhat languid amid the rustling rain outside the window.
"Take Dr. Duzem, whom you both know. He graduated from the school in his second year... Not only did the school refuse to let him go, it even built him a brand-new laboratory... Colmar from the North District, and Zhang Huaigu, your Talisman Class instructor, both completed the advancement ritual to become Registered Wizards in their third year... It was just that Colmar had better luck. After becoming a Registered Wizard, she found another