magic high school

Chapter 30: The Spear of Benevolence and the Spear of Righteousness, The Ace Joker

The next few days were spent being driven around by the Jeep every day.

The morning is for theoretical lessons, learning how to unite with one's Noble Phantasm. The afternoon is for practical training. Recently, Li Ge has started to abandon escape training and focus on gravity training and shooting training.

At the same time, they also have to go through a lot of team combat training every day. The opponent is still the same Autobot in the jeep. After such a long period of confrontation, the students in the class have become familiar with the Autobot's attack methods. They are no longer being crushed by the Autobots and rolling on the ground in chaos. At least they know how to escape.

The Innocents Squad can even engage the Autobots in a brief exchange, though their escape isn't quite as abstract.

Wait for me, wait for my gun, I'm going to defeat the Jeep monster!

He trained diligently every day, and soon his gun arrived.

Today is still God's Sunday, and the students on holiday are having a blast.

The atmosphere inside the school is actually quite intense. For example, there's that senior student, Chang Gong, who was so addicted to drugs that he couldn't handle the academic pressure and tried to cheat with magic potions. After being caught by the school, he's probably now the research department's scavenger material.

The pressure of equalizing grades, the pressure of the dormitory grading system, and the pressure of consecutive monthly exams, midterms, and finals—it really does feel like senior year of high school.

However, unlike my previous life when I was in my final year of high school, the school did not crack down on early relationships. In fact, it encouraged students to date freely, and even allowed married couples to retain their student status and take a leave of absence.

As for potions, after that, the matter seemed to have completely passed. Any posts discussing potions on the forum would be deleted instantly, and then the administrator issued an announcement.

The gist of it was that any medication not authorized by the school was prohibited, with violators receiving a demerit, and discussions about the dangers of drug abuse, such as pointed heads, eggs smaller than acorns, and other identifiable side effects, in an attempt to prevent the drug from being spread privately.

As for the specific effects, Li Ge didn't know, but he guessed that there would still be people who wanted those kinds of potions that could temporarily boost their abilities, just like how in his previous life, even though people knew that ice was a bad thing, there were still people who wanted to try it.

Early this morning, Li Ge swaggered off to the logistics department to retrieve his gun.

Just as the vice principal said, shooting is only a means of self-defense. Therefore, Li Ge only sees this gun as a transitional piece of equipment. Once he reaches a certain level of strength, around the time he becomes a level 3 mage and can release spiritual energy, this item will be phased out.

However, according to Professor Ye Shi, the third level is already a stage that many fourth-year students can only dream of, and that will be a long time from now.

"Master Aiger, I'm here to collect my gun!" Li Ge went straight to his dwarf master, who was currently engraving magical runes.

Although the dwarf had a rather irritable temper, Li Ge actually found him quite easy to get along with. That's just how dwarves are; if you give him some wine, he won't glare at you or give you a hard time.

Li Ge didn't hesitate and immediately pulled out a bottle of wine that he bought for 2 points, which was already a pretty good drink for a student like him.

"My name is Amazing Egg, that's my full name." The old dwarf said, glancing at the wine Li Ge had brought over, a slight smile playing on his lips. "You're not bad, kid, you've got a knack for it. If there's a chance to order next time, I can add some even better ingredients for you."

"That's great." Li Ge handed over the wine bottle.

The old dwarf didn't stand on ceremony at all, and immediately unscrewed the bottle and started chugging it down. Then he took out a briefcase from behind him.

"Here's your gun, a pistol that can 'lock on the head.' Once injected with magic, it can generate six psionic bullets. The higher the amount of psionic power injected, the greater the power. It can also combine six psionic bullets into one, unleashing a shot that reaches speeds of more than ten times the speed of sound," the old dwarf explained, then opened the briefcase.

The next moment, an incredibly futuristic revolver appeared before my eyes. Its entire body was a striking black and white color scheme, with sharp geometric lines cutting futuristic angles into the gun body. The staggered white segmented patterns on the barrel resembled frozen lightning, while the cylinder was predominantly pure white, fitting perfectly with the black gun frame.

In an instant, Li Ge was captivated by its appearance.

Not to mention the gun's capabilities as described by the old dwarf.

The next moment, when he gripped the gun handle, it fit perfectly in his palm, feeling incredibly comfortable, as if the gun was made just to suit him.

He twirled the gun and then injected the minimum amount of spiritual energy into it.

In an instant, one-third of the temporary spiritual power in his body disappeared, and six beams of light lit up directly in the wheel.

In other words, he can fire a maximum of 18 shots with it.

He aimed directly at the target and fired instantly.

"Bang!"

The crisp, pleasant gunshot was exhilarating, and the recoil was very low and perfectly acceptable. After firing, only five streaks of light remained in the cylinder.

The next moment, a crater tens of millimeters deep was punched into the metal target, and Li Ge looked at the gun with surprise.

In his previous life, this power was close to that of a regular sniper rifle, but this was just a pistol, and it was only with the minimum amount of spiritual energy injected. Furthermore, Li Ge hadn't even used the six-in-one bullet ability to see how strong it really was.

This gun even has some potential for growth, because it belongs to the type that deals more damage the stronger the spiritual energy infused into it.

Li Ge instantly fell in love with it.

"By the way, kid, the lock-on function you requested has been loaded into our inscription, but the prerequisite for the lock-on is that you cooperate." The old dwarf abruptly interrupted Li Ge's incessant gun-playing.

"oh!"

The two then began to discuss the gun's locking mechanism, because this was the most complex feature and couldn't be locked randomly, otherwise it would be a side effect.

"Master Aiger, my eyes can lock onto enemies. Can the conditions for locking onto enemies be linked with my eyes?" Li Ge asked.

The next moment, the old dwarf looked at Li Ge's eyes with great surprise.

Li Ge didn't mind and instantly activated his golden eyes.

"Ouch, my eyes! Ah, are you trying to blind me, you brat?!" The old dwarf was instantly blinded by the high beams that Li Ge had turned on, and Li Ge awkwardly turned off his Golden Eyes.

My eyesight is fine in every way, but when I turn it on, it's like I'm using high beams. It's okay in the sun, but indoors or at night, the light intensity is a bit unbearable.

However, the dwarf master said he could solve this problem.

After some fiddling, the two finally solved the lock problem.

When Li Ge used it again, he didn't aim carefully. Instead, he looked at the target with his Golden Eyes and fired randomly, only using the general direction.

However, the bullet hit the center of the target with perfect accuracy.

Become!

The condition set by Li Ge is that the enemy being stared at by the golden eyes is the center of the lock.

The effect is simply perfect.

Li Ge happily put away his gun, greeted the old dwarf, and prepared to excitedly show it off to his friends.

"Give it a name, otherwise my work order will always say 'Custom Revolver No. 7'," the dwarf said irritably.

"Hmm, let's call him 'Joker'."

"Clown? What does that mean?"

"No, 'joker' means ace or trump card."