Chapter 32 Emma Mortis Is Not the Real Creditor

The time when Emma borrowed the book from the library happened to be the night before Traveller Street opened.

Reading historical biographies and listening to the sound of history was one of her rare hobbies.

This "Records of Legends of Historical Figures" was quite entertaining, and it recorded many plausible and interesting stories.

And the page she was reading now was a story about the inventor of the magical chess-Amikid.

According to Legend, a long time ago, Amikid invented the first version of the magic chess that had a 64-square chessboard. It was loved by the king at that time, so the king decided to reward Amikid again.

When the king asked him what he wanted, he said to the king, "Your Majesty, I only need a little wheat. Please let someone put wheat grains on the chessboard I invented, one grain in the first square, two grains in the second, four in the third, eight in the fourth, and sixteen in the fifth, and so on until the 64th square was filled."

There was no need to mention how big a chess board would need to be able to fit so many grains. In short, this story was exactly the same as the ending of "Millionaire Bankruptcy" Dark told.

The king finally discovered that even if he exhausted everything, he still would not be able to fill the sixty-four chessboard!

Emma was inspired by this story.

It's just she didn't expect that White and Robert would be so bad that they couldn't get the basic points of the class even when they knew there was a debt crisis!

Especially the performance in the arithmetic class, which was simply beyond her expectation!

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At the beginning, Emma was just annoyed and angry that the son of the hero had become so degraded, so she wanted to teach them a lesson. It would be great if they could understand the importance of credits at least.

What happened this day was something she hadn't expected.

As for the so-called debt, in fact, the academy rules clearly stipulated that the debt more than 10 times the original amount was invalid and would not be recognized by the academy.

In other words, when it passed one o'clock at Monday noon, the contract would be completely invalidated and White and Robert only needed to pay back the original 5 credits.

As for the two of them who had never read the school rules...

Emma didn't think it had anything to do with her.

Anyway, the moment she lent them the credits, she never thought of getting them back.

But she was not kind enough to remind the two of them.

Seeing those two annoying people running around in vain for the non-existent "huge debt", Emma couldn't help but enjoy a bit of fun.

It could only be said that this was the nature of human beings, and she was not that pure and kind not to enjoy it.

But now, it seemed that things were going in a good direction. After all, they had never entered the library so early!

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On the other side, Dark Demon was already in the laboratory.

After borrowing the key from Professor Cazer, he went into the laboratory immediately.

After accumulating [Pride] for three days, Dark couldn't wait to test it.

The third drop [Pride] was drawn from his body in the laboratory and did not cause him much trouble.

He was now quite familiar with the production of [Pride ].

Dark first drew out todays [Pride], dropped it into [Bottle of Thoughts] and mixed it with the [Pride] from the previous two days, before sealing the bottle cap and shaking it slightly to mix them evenly.

Soon, a trace of invisible dark gold appeared in the bottle.

Two minutes later, he took out some free basic materials from the laboratory cabinet and began to boil an auxiliary potion called "brain juice".

Applying this kind of potion on the magic card in advance could slightly change the surface properties of the magic card, making it easier for Thinking Substances such as emotions to attach to it.

This could be regarded as a gain from reading the books recently.

After the "brain juice" was successfully boiled, it turned into a liquid that looked like an egg white, with a slightly sour taste.

The next step was to boil it into the paste that acted as a "sealing liquid".

After the "sealing liquid" was ready, it was finally the turn to make the magic card.

The remaining number of the blank magic card: 2

One of them was bought, and another was left over from the magical lesson.

Dark picked one of them, put it on the experimental table, and evenly spread brain juice on it.

Then he took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his emotions, his fingers no longer trembling.

[Bottle of Thoughts] had a water film that prevented the loss of Thinking Substances such as memories, at one-third inch below its bottle mouth.

Carefully inserting the magic brain dropper into the bottle mouth, Dark took extra care not to break the layer of film.

When the tip of the magic brain dropper was placed into the proper position, he gently squeezed the magic brain and released it.

After several iterations, the magic brain dropper screamed.

Dark stopped squeezing, pulled out the magic brain dropper, pressed the tip of the magic brain dropper against the blank magic card, and squeezed the magic brain out hard!

The point [Pride] sucked into the magic brain was instantly spat out!

The effect of "brain juice" immediately appeared, and [Pride] gradually rippled outwards like ink being poured into water.

When the blank magic card was dyed into a rich dark gold, Dark took another drop of [Pride] and dropped it on the surface of the card.

The dark gold became darker.

Finally, the third drop of [Pride]!

With this drop of [Pride] blooming, "black" gradually gained the upper hand, and the so-called "dark gold" became "black gold".

Dark recorded this phenomenon and began to apply "sealing fluid".

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When the last magic refining circle took effect, a brand new, black gold [Pride] magic card was completely formed!

Dark resisted the urge to just do the experiment in the lab. He first cleared the traces in the laboratory, and then returned the key to Professor Cazer.

Finally, he hurried back to the bedroom and took out [sorting card], [phantom magic beast: Eevee], [Pride ], [Card of Happiness], and this new [Pride] card. Those were all the magic cards he had now.

Generally speaking, experiments required comparison.

But Dark picked up [Pride ], looked at it for a while, and eventually put it down again, ready to experiment directly with the new [Pride] card.

Then he looked at [sorting card] and [phantom magic beast: Eevee] and picked up [sorting card].

The [sorting card] was a high-level magic card distributed by the academy. It was well-made and was not easily damaged.

As a familiar spirit, DemiDevimon was also more durable than magical spirits.

Dark took a deep breath.

"In the name of Dark Demon, Familiar Spirit Summoning!"

Dark held the [sorting card] with his index and middle fingers, and used the [Summon]!

With the loss of a large amount of magic energy, a hexagram magic circle emerged.

DemiDevimon came out of the magic circle pitifully, knowing that tonight was another difficult night.