Chapter 328: Daru Demon’s Edutainment (4k)
With this thought in mind, Daru temporarily ignored Meow Meow and called over Deoxys, explaining everything in detail.
Deoxys tilted its head, listening very attentively.
After understanding, it immediately hugged the “White Fish Hat” and carefully felt it.
Among all of Daru’s golems, Deoxys had the highest comprehension ability.
If even it couldn’t do it, then this idea would only remain a fantasy.
“Mew!”
Eevee, who had been listening on the side, expressed dissatisfaction!
Daru pinched its paw gently and then summoned its little dress.
The pink “Moonlight Dress” appeared on Eevee’s waist as light flowed.
Eevee twisted proudly and then, imitating Deoxys, pulled at the dress and felt it carefully.
The other golems looked enviously.
Daru blinked and said, “Come on! If you can control and output mana, according to the principle that magi and golems are symbiotic bodies, you should be able to use the magic cards I have crafted.”
“At that time, you could change outfits by yourself.”
Thus, Eevee and Deoxys became even more serious.
…
After dealing with this, Daru turned to Meow Meow.
He sat down at the table, patted his knees, and said to Meow Meow, “Come here.”
Although Meow Meow was extremely unwilling, the command of a magus had coercive power over golems. Even if it was unwilling, its body had to obey.
Soon after,
Meow Meow jumped down from the counter and climbed onto Daru’s knees.
Daru made it sit properly on his knees, grabbed its two paws, and said seriously, “Do you know your mistake?”
“Mew—” Meow Meow shook its head vigorously, deliberately looking around at the curious golems.
Meaning: Can we talk somewhere else? I don’t want my face to be hurt?
Daru couldn’t help but laugh. If you really cared about your face, wouldn’t you think twice before acting?
But on the other hand, he also felt quite helpless.
Meow Meow embodied “Greed,” which was its inherent nature. It could only be restrained, not cured.
To shape its personality, more moral education would be needed.
But Daru didn’t have much time to teach it moral lessons, and because it hadn’t logged into “Paradise,” it could only come out of the dormitory at night.
This “uniqueness” created a gap between it and the other golems.
In child education, “uniqueness” was a very sensitive point that could easily make children feel isolated.
Therefore, many parents would try every means to ensure their children had a similar environment to others, even if it meant cutting back on necessities.
Daru couldn’t really evaluate this behavior, but since “Paradise” came into existence, he gradually understood this mindset better through his interactions with the golems.
For example, he had been trying to find ways for the golems to leave their dorms freely.
He had also taught Eevee classes and taught Meow Meow wood carving.
As for other basic education, he didn’t need to mention it.
Every weekend, he kept buying various items they needed for their dorms.
“If only golems could enroll in school…”
Suddenly, an absurd idea flashed through Daru’s mind.
He quickly stopped himself, reminding himself that this was supposed to be a time for educating Meow Meow!
So he thought for a moment and told Meow Meow a story about “The Little Monkey Picking Peaches.”
A little monkey went down the mountain to pick peaches.
It saw corn and threw away the peaches to grab the corn.
Then it saw watermelon and threw away the corn to pick the watermelon.
Finally, it saw a rabbit and threw away the watermelon to chase the rabbit.
But the rabbit ran away, and it caught nothing. By the time it realized, it was dark.
The little monkey ended up empty-handed.
…
After telling the story, Daru asked hopefully, “Did you understand anything from this story?”
Meow Meow just shook its head: “Mew.”
Daru sighed and said, “This is to tell you not to be like the little monkey, without principles and never satisfied. In the end, you achieve nothing. No matter where or when, don’t let greed blind you.”
Meow Meow: “Mew—”
(I am a cat!)
Daru’s expression turned grim.
Though he couldn’t understand Meow Meow’s words, he could tell from its expression that it wasn’t feeling any remorse.
“Hey.”
Imp Beast stuck its head out from above the table and said, “Translation.” “It wants to say that if it were in charge, it would definitely catch the rabbit. As for peaches, corn, and watermelons, it wouldn’t throw them away! Hehe, holding peaches, corn, and watermelons to catch rabbits, hehehe—”
Meow Meow: “Mew!”
(That’s a lie!)
…
Seeing Meow Meow start to get ready to pounce, Daru reached out and held its shoulder, already giving up hope.
“It seems that sometimes, rational persuasion doesn’t always work.”
He took a deep breath and thought of another approach: “Meow Meow, you don’t have any red flowers yet, right?”
“Mew.” Meow Meow shook its head, eyes widening involuntarily.
Though it didn’t know what the red flowers were for, seeing other golems having them, it naturally wanted one too.
Daru said, “Then I’ll mark you with -10.”
Meow Meow: “Mew?!”
Daru didn’t look at the distorted cat face but took some scraps from the table, quickly carving “mischievous” on them and threading them together.
He showed Meow Meow the wooden tag: “Do you know what these words mean?”
“Mew.” Meow Meow shook its head.
It was still a beginner.
Daru smiled and said, “It’s okay, you’ll know soon.”
He hung the wooden tag around Meow Meow’s neck: “Every night, when I summon you, remember to wear it well. When you understand, I’ll take it off.”
“Mew?”
Meow Meow looked puzzled but had no choice but to obey its master’s command.
It grabbed the wooden tag and glanced around at the golems, suddenly noticing Big Milk Jar looking at it too.
“Moo—”
Big Milk Jar shook its silver tag around its neck, indicating it had one too.
Meow Meow couldn’t help but keep glancing between the silver tag and its own wooden tag, a sense of foreboding finally taking root in its small heart.
…
The concept of “education through entertainment” means to embed education within enjoyment.
Whether Meow Meow was enjoying itself or not was unknown, but the other golems certainly were.
After completing this task, Daru started processing the experimental residue and making summaries.
Although unexpected events occurred tonight, he gained a lot.
Not only did he craft a directional “White Fish Hat,” but he also found a method to teach golems how to control mana.
Most importantly, he confirmed the theory that “magi and golems are symbiotic bodies.”
This theory was of limited use to other magi, but it was extremely important for Daru.
Based on this foundation, there were many things he could achieve!
…
Late at night, Daru sat on the bed.
Because he had been busy with “Armored Conjure,” he hadn’t practiced “Technique of the Shadow God” for several days.
Tonight, he couldn’t afford to miss it.
However, unlike before,
There were now two golems mimicking him.
Eevee and Deoxys also assumed the same posture.
One person with two pets had something of a “Trinity Armored Conjure Array” vibe.
But when Daru finished practicing, neither Eevee nor Deoxys had successfully developed a sense of mana.
After careful questioning, he confirmed they had at least felt something, which was good enough.
Expecting immediate success was unrealistic.
…
As the moon set and the sun rose,
On Wednesday afternoon, Daru intended to work overtime and create more armors, but as soon as he brought Deoxys to the balcony to test the “solar charging” of the “White Fish Hat,” he received a message from Professor Shylph.
Reluctantly, he put aside his current tasks and rushed to Professor Shylph’s office.
As for the results of the “White Fish Hat” test…
Sure enough, it absorbed sunlight and converted it into mana, but at noon when the sun was strongest, it was only about 1 point/second. Not enough to fill the consumption of armor, not even close.
This meant that only a “golden White Fish Hat” might achieve the desired effect.
“Ultimately, what is the essence of armor? Is there material that can spontaneously generate mana? If such material were used to make armor, could it compensate for the consumption?”
Daru pondered as he quickly arrived at Professor Shylph’s office.
He guessed correctly that Professor Shylph had summoned him for a reason. Sure enough, when he opened the door, he saw Professor Kazel, who seemed relaxed.
They hadn’t played chess in a long time, but seeing Daru enter, they stopped, and the game seemed to have just begun.
Professor Kazel waved at him, “You’re here.”
Daru nodded and closed the door behind him.
Professor Shylph said, “Good afternoon, Dark Demon.”
Daru replied, “Good afternoon, Professor.”
Professor Shylph seemed relaxed, “Do you know why we called you here?”
Daru smiled slightly, “Is there a problem with the design of the identification card?”
“I knew you’d guess,” Professor Kazel chuckled. “Actually, we want to hear more students’ opinions. I have a prototype here; take a look.”
He took out a magic card from his deck and handed it over.
Daru took the magic card and examined it closely.
This magic card gave him a first impression similar to the selection card but didn’t feel as heavy.
Clearly, there was still a gap in craftsmanship between the identification card and the selection card.
Professor Kazel explained, “The main function of this identification card is the same as what we discussed earlier. It borrows part of the selection card’s design, allowing it to receive notifications from the school.
Additionally, it’s expected to be a semi-finished product initially, which students will activate with their mana to ensure ‘real-name registration.’
Also, it’s equipped with an escape device for secret passages, but since secret passages are different from underground dungeons, it cannot guarantee the normal activation of the escape device.
I’ll leave an opening in the barrier at the entrance and exit of the secret passage to connect with the identification card. Using the card can briefly open seals.”
Daru tried injecting mana but received no feedback.
It seemed this identification card was already shaped like Professor Kazel.
He returned the card to the professor and asked, “Isn’t this pretty comprehensive?”
Professor Kazel straightened up slightly, “Is there anything else you’d like to add? After all, this will be officially promoted in the academy, so we need to be more cautious.”
Daru thought for a moment, sat down on the sofa, and said, “Speaking of which, I’ve always had a question. Since our selection card can receive notifications from the school, why can’t it send messages back to the school? This way, in case of danger, it would be easier to seek help.”
“Great question,” Professor Kazel sighed. “Unfortunately, the selection card is just a receiver. We can send messages to students in the academy relying on the barrier overhead.”
Daru couldn’t help but look up, surprised.
This was quite different from what he had imagined.
Professor Kazel smiled, “Otherwise, how do you think your credits are deducted just by us saying a word? Saint Maryan’s barrier isn’t simple.”
Daru recalled that during his substitute teaching, he could freely add or subtract credits, and couldn’t help but chuckle dryly.
People often overlooked the larger context they were in.
He had seen the power of the barrier firsthand but hadn’t paid attention.
Saint Maryan’s barrier was like a large net, protecting the castle from external threats and providing convenience for students’ daily lives… etc., a net?
Daru suddenly had an epiphany, associating it with a term — Internet!
He couldn’t help but ask, “Why can professors’ messages reach students’ selection cards? Is it just because you’re professors?”
“… ” Professor Kazel pondered. “I haven’t really thought about it. Maybe it’s because we’ve verified our identities?”
Daru shook his head, “I’m not sure how professors verify their identities. Actually, during my substitute teaching in arithmetic class, I exercised the rights of a professor.
If the barrier can do this, there’s no reason it can’t allow selection cards to receive student messages. Could it be because there are too many students, and you’re worried about processing?”
Professor Kazel hesitated, “We need to ask the principal about this.”
Daru’s mind began turning.
If it was due to too many students, wouldn’t a limited-number identification card be a great form of identity verification?
Only those with identification cards could communicate with each other.
If such a privilege existed, the identification card would surely attract more people to compete for it.
Furthermore, considering it’s a secret passage identification card, it should definitely have one feature.
Daru said, “Let’s set aside the messaging issue for now. I think the map feature is more important…”
