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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 198

Chapter 198: Spirit Magic·Unity of Knowledge and Action

“Xiao Han, what’s wrong? Did I speak too quickly for you to keep up?” Bai Yu waved her hand at me when she saw me lost in thought.

“Ah? No, I was just thinking about some other things, but this exchange competition is indeed quite complex.” I quickly waved my hand after coming back to my senses; after all, getting lost in my own thoughts and needing Sister Bai to remind me didn’t seem right.

However, I still focused on the competition. Are the rules of this competition really complex? Not really; it’s just a facade for mutual slaughter. Once it’s down to the last one standing, it’s over, right? Everything else is just fluff.

In the following time, I continued to discuss some specific rules with Sister Bai. The exchange competition doesn’t restrict alliances between academies; if you have the eloquence to negotiate, that’s also a skill.

Moreover, since this is in a dream, many things are simpler, and it can even be considered “free of restrictions.”

While continuously understanding the situation, I started trying to memorize things. In the dream, there aren’t things like mini-maps; if you’re not familiar with the layout, you could easily get lost.

Of course, if someone is very skilled, they could completely record the map’s terrain, but no one is foolish enough to spend so much time just to record a map.

Though you can understand the general position based on the geographical features, this ability isn’t something everyone can do; at least I couldn’t do it right away. I could probably just ensure I wouldn’t get lost under normal circumstances.

But I have the Spellbook Memory Shelf. Besides recording text, the blank books naturally also contain images. Some spells don’t necessarily need to be magically altered to enhance their abilities; their innate power can already have extraordinary effects.

Can a book record a three-dimensional map?

No, but that’s the effect of magic. It’s not an ordinary book; it’s just limited by my expression abilities.

But is my expression ability lacking?

Not necessarily. What I can see with Spirit Vision is often more abstract than what actually exists, but I’m slowly adapting now, even beginning to model the Spellbook using the Earth Vein System.

Can modeling express what Spirit Vision sees?

Clearly, it’s not enough; it requires using existing forms for abstract representation along with annotations. This is also why, if your Spirit Vision level isn’t sufficient, you can’t even understand the materials; you just can’t imagine it.

The map I’m recording is meant for my own use; I don’t need others to understand it, so I can describe it within the Spellbook Memory Shelf.

“Xiao Han, this map you’ve drawn is quite abstract. Will you be able to understand it later?” At this moment, Bai Yu stood beside me and looked at my work, her brow furrowing in concern.

“Of course I can; if not, there’s always this version.” I manipulated the book, which gradually spread out into pages, layering them to form contour lines that outlined a three-dimensional map.

“The Memory Shelf Spellbook can be used like this? Wait, Xiao Han, have you already learned how to use this Spellbook? I didn’t think the threshold for using it…”

“The threshold is nothing to me; I’ve gained some insight into Spellbooks recently. I’ve found that even if I don’t understand a specific Spellbook, I can still use it flexibly.”

For instance, this Memory Shelf Spellbook merely records and communicates; it doesn’t have such “presentation” capabilities. Yet, some abilities need to be discovered by oneself. You can’t just look at what a Spellbook is initially meant to achieve but need to consider what applications its effects can extend to and the efforts needed to achieve those effects.

“Is that so?”

Although Bai Yu didn’t understand these concepts and didn’t grasp what I meant by this statement, it didn’t stop her from feeling shocked.

Going beyond the framework of the Spellbook and utilizing the extraordinary at will—wasn’t that what she had been pursuing? Previously, she had tried casting spells without the Spellbook and, while she failed—though it couldn’t even be called a failure since it just didn’t meet expectations—her mentor didn’t support such behavior, though he understood.

Now seeing this scene, she finally asked the question she had wanted to voice before, but those magically altered spells hadn’t moved her like this present scene.

“How did Xiao Han do it?”

“Um… Understand the Spellbook, comprehend its workings, magically alter the Spellbook, and use Spirit Vision.”

“Understanding… the Spellbook, Spirit Vision… so it’s like that.” Bai Yu suppressed her urge to ask further questions. She understood what she was facing—this immense gap between Spirit Vision levels.

Sure enough, her awareness exceeded her capabilities, leading to a series of confusions caused by her abilities lagging behind.

Just this one realization made her aware of something: the answer she was chasing lay within Spirit Vision. She recalled her mentor stressing the importance of Spirit Vision and the significance of achieving the extraordinary.

Sometimes, without personal experience, one really doesn’t understand how heavy the importance of something mentioned by others can be.

“Hey~ Sister Bai, are you alright? Did you figure something out too?”

“Oh… sort of. I’ve come to understand some things.” Bai Yu didn’t intend to explain anything, but she realized that her time ahead would likely become busy.

“Let’s continue discussing the upcoming rules. Didn’t you just say the contestants have a more detailed set of rules?”

“Oh, that? That can wait. The mapping took quite some effort, and I generally understand the main elements now. Today, Teacher Ji also gave me some items—potions. I shouldn’t have any issues drinking them all at once, right?”

“Huh? These potions are permanent enhancement potions? You really splurged… But potions generally shouldn’t cause too much conflict, and if anything unexpected happens, Teacher Ji, who gave you the potions, should remind you. Just to be safe, though, it might be better to take these three potions spaced out a bit.”

“Then I’ll follow Sister Bai’s advice.” I opened a physical enhancement potion; my physical constitution has always been my weakness. However, body-enhancing spells and transformation spells can temporarily compensate for that. Honestly, I’m not too concerned, but a stronger physique would certainly amplify the effects of those spells.

Also, I remember I still have a Spellbook that I haven’t used; although it’s just one Spellbook, I would never turn it down.

I want to see what this Spellbook is. Even if it’s a high-consumption Spellbook, it wouldn’t matter much to me; it would just diversify my methods. Surely it wouldn’t give me a thousand-point consumption Spellbook? I lack strength now, and my main strength doesn’t come from high-consumption Spellbooks.

There are many ways to k*ll someone; it’s not that greater spell damage is necessarily better. To a certain extent, a basic Spellbook that’s just sufficient to k*ll the opponent performs the same function as a high-consumption Spellbook.

But under Sister Bai’s gaze, after I stuffed this Spellbook into my body, I looked at its description, my heart involuntarily trembling.

Non-restricted Spellbook!

Spirit Magic·Unity of Knowledge and Action

Seeing this Spellbook and carefully understanding its abilities, I was instantly stunned by its potential!

This Spellbook is a type of magic distinct from general manipulation or illusion spells; instead, it’s a Spirit Magic.

It’s somewhat akin to the concept of “words create magic,” but this Spellbook’s Spirit Magic is for self-use; it can only be applied to oneself, enabling one to do what one says and achieve that state of “unity of knowledge and action!”

My understanding of the unity of knowledge and action is still rooted in philosophical theory—keeping the mind and actions aligned, coordinating inner thoughts and external actions.

Perhaps this magic in my hands wouldn’t allow me to reach that philosophical pinnacle, but it’s clear that this is a Spellbook that can enhance my learning efficiency!

What do I need most right now?

Isn’t it exactly this kind of Spellbook?

I know I want to learn; the extraordinary world is endless. Continuous learning, understanding, and practicing is the correct path.

But I can’t fully put my thoughts into action according to this desire.

Temptation, fatigue, laziness, emotions, personal state, inner thoughts—these all serve as stumbling blocks to my beautiful ideas, just like everyone else.

The important thing is how to overcome these challenges.

And this Spellbook undoubtedly… resolved a significant issue for me. Of course, its utility might not be limited to just this; I might not even utilize it well.

If this Spellbook weren’t restricted to being used only on oneself, its value certainly wouldn’t pertain to me.

Even such a Spellbook might not be something I could possess right now.

So… does this count as an expectation from the Witch Academy for me?

It’s evident that the academy has split me and Tan Han into two different training tracks.

What an unexpectedly surprising Spellbook! I bet Teacher Ji’s efforts played a role in it.

Now I suddenly have three such Spellbooks. As long as I’m given time to develop and settle, I can hardly imagine what I might achieve.

“Xiao Han, are you alright? What is this Spellbook? Can it provide you with assistance?” Bai Yu’s question didn’t inquire about the Spellbook’s effects, only whether it offered an enhancement. After all, everyone has their privacy; if the other party doesn’t say, Bai Yu won’t pry.

“I’m great! I’ve never been this good!” My inner joy was evident, and even Bai Yu was taken aback when I said this.

Just then, my phone suddenly rang. I opened it and saw it was a call from Tan Han.

Bai Yu watched until I hung up before speaking.

“What’s wrong, Xiao Han? Did someone contact you?”

“Oh, it’s Tan Han. She invited the other contestants from this exchange competition at the Witch Academy to have lunch together at noon and discuss matters regarding this exchange competition, possibly strategizing or something.” I explained.

“I see. We have indeed spent quite a bit of time here. Should we leave now?” Bai Yu tidied up a bit; we had ordered quite a few snacks and drinks during our earlier discussion about the exchange competition since thinking is indeed quite taxing.

Plus, I had woken up early and hadn’t had breakfast, so it would be helpful to solve that.

“Indeed, it’s already this time. I estimate I won’t be able to eat much if Tan Han invites me for lunch, which is a bit of a pity.”

“It’s fine. The focus of your lunch isn’t on food; after all, cooperation between academies in this exchange competition is also significant.”

“That’s true.” I shrugged.

However, regarding strategy discussions, I probably couldn’t provide much input. After all, I’m not good at that, and with so many variables in this exchange competition, strategies may not even be applicable; it still depends on adaptability.

Forget it; I’ll just go there and hold the fort since everyone is a standout among the new students of the Witch Academy. I don’t even know if Tan Han can manage things.

Aside from Tan Han, I have Shihui Yu on the new student top ten list, but I’m not familiar with the others; I can’t even recall their names.

Perhaps I should get to know them a bit better before heading over.

After exiting the Witch Cat Café, I parted ways with Sister Bai. I flew away slowly on my broomstick while Bai Yu continued with her tasks.

The earlier experience made Bai Yu realize something she hadn’t understood before and thus hadn’t valued. Now she recognized the importance of Spirit Vision and the transformation that comes with becoming extraordinary, which aligned with the path she sought.

It’s the last year. Initially, she wasn’t in a hurry, planning to continue on that subject until graduation, while taking her time to become an Extraordinary Witch.

But now it seemed she couldn’t afford to just drift along. She already had a clear goal: to become an Extraordinary Witch. However, according to her mentor, after achieving that, she would have to leave this Main World and witness the world of witches. Yet she knew that if she wanted to return to this world, it would be challenging. Would she have to return as a teacher from the Witch Academy?

But she didn’t know how long that would take. What if she didn’t see Xiao Han for a long time… Plus, this period was the time when the script was about to begin… how could she rest easy?

Sighing, Bai Yu opened her phone, planning to relax by browsing the academy’s website and checking the current trends. She relied on her network to suppress some information about Xiao Han, but ultimately, it was only a small effort.

After browsing the academy website for a while, a title suddenly made her heart skip a beat, leading her to associate it with ominous thoughts.

“To date, all Innate Spirit Vision Users are madmen, using real-life cases to discuss the facts.”

Isn’t Xiao Han an Innate Spirit Vision User? This timing makes it hard not to connect the dots, even though Bai Yu understood that not many people knew about Xiao Han being an Innate Spirit Vision User.

But many things ferment slowly like this.

How did this news come about again?

Who is spreading this information?

Bai Yu angrily clicked on the post, realizing that before proceeding with her exploration of the extraordinary, she needed to resolve some troubles first.

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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