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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 1061

Chapter 1059: Classification of Equipment

After a long conversation, I finally completed negotiations with Chu Shibulei, ultimately confirming a set of daily wear and a formal dress that might be needed.

The reason our chat took so long was mainly because it involved many other topics during the negotiation, after all, this was about fundamental “communication to understand needs” and “building trust.”

A person who knows nothing about you could never design clothes that would satisfy you, as per Chu Shibulei’s words.

I completely agree with this. Of course, the main reason is that chatting with her felt very “easy,” without too much calculation or ulterior motives; her pure desire was to understand me more, and then design clothes that would satisfy me.

With my Heart Sense, I felt this clearly, which is why I admire her.

After all, pure people are rare, and Chu Shibulei is one I have encountered.

After understanding this, Chu Shibulei mentioned the style of the uniforms for the Union Society.

The Union Society’s uniforms are divided into daily wear and combat attire; although there are two sets, the daily wear is merely a design of ordinary clothing, overall enhanced by extraordinary enchantment techniques, but they do not reach the height of equipment level—at most, they come with a self-cleaning wood, making them dust-free and uncontaminated.

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The combat attire began to take shape, and there were noticeable differences between each set; however, the level of equipment configuration is high.

The Tailor Society only designs this; mass production is handed over to the Alchemy Society, Enchantment Society, and Forging Society for joint manufacturing.

After all, the Tailor Society is small, and they aren’t machines that work day and night, right?

Only the leaders of various combat attire units and the core guardian society of the Union Society can get her personally involved.

As the president of the Tailor Society, Chu Shibulei frequently interacts with the senior members of various societies in the academy, making this uniform task effortless for her. The only challenge she faces is coming from the representative of the Baking House.

After all, that was someone she had never interacted with before. When she learned that the other party had no such demands, she was a little disappointed for a while.

This was also one of the reasons she was so enthusiastic after meeting me.

For the Zero Special Combat Unit, Keli Lan had already established a rough style; everyone had specific minor adjustments but no other issues, with the only difference being the club insignias.

Although the Zero Special Combat Unit is primarily made up of the Baking House Society, its membership ratio isn’t as high as others, since it started later.

But this doesn’t matter much; I looked at the emblem representing the Baking House, which is a predominantly red velvet cake, adorned with a cake knife crossed with a whisk, decorating the entire badge.

At least it looks good.

I had no intention of changing it.

Thus, this uniform fitting process came to an end.

As for the cost?

That was no longer within my consideration.

Soon, in the next few days, Chu Shibulei would refine the design sketch further, confirming some material issues.

According to her, a complete set of high-end custom designs, including everything from design to inspection, would take 6 to 10 weeks.

In other words, it could take two to three months. However, as the academy’s top and most efficient students, armed with extraordinary power and spells, they guaranteed that this process would be compressed to within a month.

Of course, this pertains to casual wear; formal attire for important occasions cannot be taken lightly and might require a longer time.

To this, I didn’t mind; after all, I really could not imagine any occasion where my formal outfit would be required.

After that experience of wearing formal attire at an auction, I’ve already become disenchanted with such occasions.

What kind of shabby gathering deserves my serious consideration? .JPG

After leaving, I, along with Sister Bai and the Four Little Ones, had a simple meal at a casual restaurant.

Of course, it wasn’t a high-end restaurant; compared to those, more down-to-earth meals have more flavor.

Perhaps it was the first time the store hosted the Four Little Ones; they temporarily set up four “special height-boosting chairs” for them, which were a bit lopsided.

The waitress occasionally came to check on us, teasing Yu Yun, who coincidentally sat in the easiest spot to tease.

This shopping experience became a casual topic at our dining table.

“Has Xiao Han still got a prejudice against equipment?”

“Not really… Equipment isn’t something I haven’t borrowed before; I still need to use Storage Cards. Needs are needs; I just resent treating temporary external forces as permanent,” I explained.

“Your way of thinking is actually shared by quite a few people; however, others aren’t as severe as you. Using what you’ve mentioned before, prejudice, fear, and admiration are feelings that arise simply because one hasn’t experienced it. How about this… after we finish this meal, I take you to experience it?”

“Oh dear… educated by Sister Bai~”

“Are you going or not?”

“Of course, let’s consider it a post-meal exercise.”

After the meal.

Miss Bai took me to the arena, the Wanlian Arena, which I was quite familiar with.

The arena provides various battlefields, such as public outdoor areas, semi-open areas, or places restricted to specific live-streaming scenes.

Naturally, there are also free arenas, allowing one to freely set whether they can be observed, how many battles to engage in, and what spellbooks or weapons to limit.

However, such arenas charge high fees, as they cannot provide extra revenue for the arena.

After all, arenas are operated and maintained by societies within the Witch Academy, and renovating the venues is a significant cost. If a particular class participates in competitions, cooperation must be ensured among them.

Upon arriving at the arena, Miss Bai directly activated the closed duel venue.

Due to space restrictions, this wasn’t an outdoor area but rather located underground, and the internal space was expanded using spatial rune techniques, which were reinforced for protection to prevent tragedies from spatial expansion runes being affected by battle waves.

Once here, Miss Bai’s first task was to reinforce the stability of the duel venue’s space.

After all, the arena’s rune techniques faced extraordinary students from an extraordinary perspective; it can be quite tricky, but she is extraordinary herself, and any misstep could lead to issues.

At this moment, after sealing the door, the vast venue contained only me, Sister Bai, and the Four Little Ones.

“Xiao Han, are you familiar with the classification of equipment?” Walking into this duel venue, Sister Bai’s footsteps echoed within this space as she posed the question.

“I haven’t understood the specifics, but I believe my Great Knowledge Tree contains records on it, though it feels a bit strange, with detailed classifications like one star, two stars, and so forth.”

“It seems Xiao Han only understands the classifications valid within the Main World. The classification you mentioned is only applicable to situations beneath extraordinary levels in the Main World. Classifying equipment as one to ten stars fundamentally categorizes them as extraordinary equipment.”

“Oh, I see. Just like spellbooks, divided by consumption like one point, ten points again, but for the extraordinary, it makes no sense, right?”

“Right, but there’s a benefit to detailed classification; the more detailed it is, the easier it is for someone to understand the performance of a piece of equipment. However, the classification I’m speaking of is broader. Unifying extraordinary equipment in the Main World should be classified as extraordinary equipment for those beneath extraordinary levels, while equipment suitable for the Holy Realm is called Holy Realm equipment, or holy artifacts,” Sister Bai explained to me.

“Uh… I feel like I have a lot of questions…” I spoke.

“Do you have any questions, Xiao Han?”

Two.

Two? Then go ahead; though I’m also not very detailed, I still understand some simple questions,” Sister Bai confidently responded.

First… if equipment suitable for the extraordinary is called extraordinary equipment, then… what about extraordinary items? Extraordinary items can be weak or strong, with weak ones unable to cause effective damage and powerful ones even capable of determining the rise and fall of a world.”

“You’ve identified them as extraordinary items; the main point is that they are items, not equipment. While there are extraordinary items that are inherently equipment, not all equipment is extraordinary items. The two are independent systems. Xiao Lian isn’t confused about that distinction, right?”

“I’ve cleared it up now; that is, they are mutually independent, but there are some overlaps based on common sense,” I nodded instantaneously.

“That’s about right. Extraordinary items are rare and handy, whereas equipment is a product of forging techniques. They are different, but they do share some overlap in usage attributes,” Sister Bai nodded as well. “So what’s your second question, Xiao Han?”

“The second is about holy artifacts. I remember during the multi-academy joint exchange tournament, there were weapons forged by dwarves called holy artifacts. Is that related to the holy artifacts suitable for the Holy Realm?”

“Hmm… that’s a sharp question,” Sister Bai remarked, then organized her words: “Holy artifacts are merely another term for Holy Realm equipment, and dwarves are the most proficient forging race among the void races. Their expertise even extends to their racial talents.”

“The original holy artifacts were defined and forged by the dwarven race. I’ve seen some stories about this, but unfortunately, I didn’t look into them. In short, the concept of holy artifacts originated from that dwarven group, which referred to the names of the weapons they forged. This dwarven group called the weapons they forged holy artifacts; they also had their own level classification, but it conflicts with the mainstream classification in the void. Hence, some names were adopted, while others were discarded. In the void, Holy Realm equipment is called holy artifacts, while the dwarves’ promotion system equipment is also called holy artifacts. Just distinguish them yourself.”

“Ah! How casual!” I retorted.

Not just me, but the Four Little Ones beside me nodded as well; they aren’t clueless little cuties who understand nothing. They seem small, trailing behind me, but their independent thinking capacity rivals that of an average person. They just prefer to stay close to me and display it that way.

—All because… I like it.

Regarding this behavior, even I can’t stop it. What can I do? I just indulge them~

Then, Sister Bai discussed some other classifications of equipment with me, such as distributed equipment, universal parts for humanoid races, void beasts, exotic creatures, and special life forms, all possessing distinct equipment and forging techniques.

However, I wouldn’t be able to come into contact with or use those later on, so Sister Bai simply mentioned them in passing.

She then took out some equipment from her storage equipment.

These pieces of equipment were quite different from what I had in mind.

At first, I thought they were just ordinary, various types ranging from rings to bracelets, and then necklaces, etc. It wasn’t until Sister Bai took out a piece that made me feel a profound sensation that I realized there were indeed equipment where the mere emission of their power could make me feel a “threat.”

“Can you feel it? This is the type of attack equipment suited for extraordinary beings,” Sister Bai sensed my inner tremors and said while picking up the bracelet. “This attack-type extraordinary equipment isn’t necessarily a weapon; it can also be an ornament. This bracelet is called the Gale Blade Bracelet, which inscribes the extraordinary-level Gale Blade spell effect and can be used multiple times.”

“Since it is a spell activation type extraordinary equipment, it can also be referred to as a magic tool. Of course, in the void, other races refer to the magic tool used by the witch race as magic artifacts, equipped with spells powered by magic. Regardless of what it is called, it is all collectively referred to as extraordinary equipment.”

As Sister Bai spoke, she put the bracelet on her right wrist.

“Shall I fight you using only this equipment, without relying on my own strength? How about it?” Sister Bai asked.

“Sure~” My eyes lit up slightly!

I’ve fought with Sister Bai before, but at that time, she swiftly crushed me.

That kind of crushing wasn’t about not being able to compete with Sister Bai; it was purely a numerical disparity. Of course, there was also the difference in battle experience and the gap between real combat skills.

As for the extraordinary wizard I killed using a Void Rift, that was a “fixed value” crushing.

The “real time” that the extraordinary traverses bestows comprehensive amplifications, from battle awareness to skill levels, and attacks that penetrate “real time” against the extraordinary deal “real damage.” Even undying abilities under the level of “real time” are like a joke.

So this time, Sister Bai was using only equipment to fight me; of course, I wouldn’t refuse!

I admit that Sister Bai is extraordinary, but facing such a limitation of only using equipment to respond, I still have plenty of confidence.

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
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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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