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Chapter 349

In one of the classrooms of the Mobis Institute, many people were sitting in their seats and whispering to each other. After all, this was the Dean's class, so there were quite a lot of people.

Not long after Negri sat down in his seat, a thin and haggard old man walked to the podium with the help of a cane. His face was filled with deep wrinkles, and his eyes were a bit cloudy.

"Michael Mobis, that's my name. I'm sure many of you know me. After all, I'm the Dean of this institute, and it's my honor to have all of you attend my class. Now then …" the old man spoke with a sense of humor, looking like a kind old man: "Let's begin the class."

Nox sat in the classroom, looking at the old man on the podium, feeling disdain in her heart. Right now, he was acting like a human demon dog, acting like a good person. When she had bitten Dick, he had not been like this, causing her cheeks to hurt and swell for the past two days.

However, it wasn't without its benefits. Nox's grandfather was an ordinary person who had managed to obtain a bit of wealth with great difficulty, and Nox's generation still hadn't assimilated well into the circle of nobles in the Academic City or other regions.

Nox had been infatuated with Mysticism since she was young, similar to Katherine of the Negri Secret Order, but the difference was that Katherine herself was a noble, so she had a lot of resources in her hands, enough to support her spending on Mysticism.

Meanwhile, Nox was only an insignificant member of her family. For the sake of information and funds, she chose to climb into the bed of the nobles, eventually joining the Mystic Demoness organization.

However, after becoming a Mystic, it wasn't as good as Nox had imagined. She was still a plaything, but the difference was that she could obtain more benefits from it.

For example, this time, she was able to become an auditing student of the institute, raising her status. More importantly, the old man giving the lecture was also a Mystic. The reason Nox chose to enter the institute this time was because she wanted to obtain even more benefits from him. Apparently, he was currently conducting a magic ritual, and she had been able to sense that the institute wasn't ordinary these past few days.

Nox wanted to have a good chat with the old man on the podium after this class was over, asking him to make her his assistant. It would be even better if she could obtain some Mystical knowledge and mana from him.

Every time she used the pregnancy magic of the Witches' organization, Nox felt like she was becoming more and more like a pile of shit. If it wasn't for the joy of obtaining magic power, she would have given up on the pregnancy magic a long time ago because of this feeling of gradually turning into a pile of shit.

Especially recently, Nox felt that she was getting more and more used to the feeling of falling to the ground, sometimes even feeling a little infatuated. This feeling terrified her, so she wanted to find a new way to obtain mana as soon as possible.

Negary was also observing this Dean of the Mobis Institute, Michael Mobis. From his name alone, he could tell that this institute was passed down through his family, he had taken over the position of Dean from his grandfather. As for his father, he had lost his life in an 'accident' that might or might not have been an accident.

After Negary took over, he received unanimous praise from the upper echelons. Good comments such as humorous, witty, and decent had been mentioned more than once.

Even now, in his seventies and eighties, he was still considered a good professor and a good dean by many people. From time to time, students would come to visit him. People respected him, and some students who had been sponsored by him even recognized him as their parents.

He's basically a flawless saint. Negri understood one thing very well. The so-called flawless saint was nothing more than hiding all of his flaws.

Michael's lecture wasn't bad at all, as he explained some of the characteristics of living beings, as well as how to conduct effective research and analysis, but for Negri who had obtained Mequik's [Origin of Life], that was all.

However, Negri was also seriously listening to Michael's research. All things had their own paths, and while Michael's lecture clearly didn't involve the Mysticism, a person's words and actions were always related, so Negri was able to analyze what kind of magical ritual Michael was trying to conduct.

"Biological abnormalities, huh?" From Camille's words, as well as the information he obtained, Negri understood that this old man was on the verge of death, so he was trying to obtain a second life through biological abnormalities.

And that was indeed the case. Old man Michael's body was already on the verge of death. Years of magical research had caused his body to be contaminated by various strange forces, so after his death, his body would be fought over as a secret treasure by his peers.

Michael was certain that every inch of his flesh, every strand of hair would be collected and used by those people, because he had done something similar more than once.

For those who pursued magic, the best magical materials were themselves.

And humans were such strange creatures. They could use vile methods to treat others, but when others treated them the same way, they couldn't accept it. This was the so-called double standard.

Michael was such a person. For the sake of profit or even pleasure, he wouldn't hesitate to take the lives of others and desecrate their corpses, but when it was his turn, he couldn't accept it at all.

He began researching how to prolong his life, from undying magic to being converted into an Evil God's spawn, and finally chose this path after entering the Grand Library.

"Five offerings …" Michael looked at the students below him and hid his madness. There were still two days until the Mana Banquet, so he needed to endure it, just like how a cocoon needed to lay dormant for a period of time before it could become complete.

The one that caused Negary to feel troubled was one of the five offerings, Negary, the one who had recently created a new source of food. He seemed to have a certain amount of mana on him, as well as some unique abilities. His previous attempt at probing him ended in failure, as he was repelled by a few simple ingredients.

"Damn it, if I could catch that woman and use her as a hotbed, that would definitely be a better choice." Michael cursed in his heart. Unfortunately, that woman had escaped, and there might be some organization behind her. If she disturbed his ritual, that would be a true disaster.

"Alright, everyone, today's class ends here. I'm going back to enjoy my not-so-delicious lunch." Michael maintained a peaceful smile on his face. "I wish you all a pleasant meal."

After the class, everyone went to do their own things. Nox chased after Michael, wanting to see if he was willing to take her in as his assistant. The other auditing students also had their own things to do.