Chen Daolin got up early in the morning, walked out of the room and came to the living room. He saw thick smoke rolling in the kitchen. Then McQueen rushed out with a pissing flow, and ran while coughing, and almost crashed into Chen Daolin's arms.

Looking up, he saw Chen Daolin's smiling face. McKun blushed and saluted quickly: "Professor..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Daolin looked at the thick smoke in the kitchen with a smile.

"I...I'm asleep." McQueen lowered his head.

This is strange. Most magicians are people with super strong mental power, and many magicians have no longer sleeping, and are replaced by meditation.

This guy can actually fall asleep when he does things in the kitchen?

"Are you tired?" Chen Daolin said strangely.

McQueen hesitated for a moment, and he looked at Chen Daolin, as if his eyes were dodging.

Chen Daolin pondered for a moment and said, "Since you are following me, just say anything."

"Professor... I, have I been a little unemployed in the past two days?" McQueen said this carefully.

"Why?" Chen Daolin looked smiling.

"It's almost the end of the year." McQueen cried with a sad face: "The other students in the college are stepping up their final studies. I still have 300 recipes that I haven't memorized, and... Well, I went to the college logistics warehouse to get things yesterday, and other students laughed at me and said that I'm not doing my job. Professor, I practice undead magic, but since I came to you, I have been working in the kitchen all day long.

Since I followed you, I haven't even attended the class recently. Dean Carmen told me to just follow you. But... I've lost so many lessons, and..."

Looking at McQueen who could no longer say anything, Chen Daolin smiled slightly: "And, I didn't learn anything useful with me, right? I only let you cook and cook all day long, or just catch fish and barbecue. Do you feel that you have been abandoned?"

"Student, students dare not..." McQueen evasively moved away his eyes.

Chen Daolin deliberately squeezed his eyes: "How about I take you to the tomb outside the city tonight? Let's make a few skeletons to be a skeleton warrior?"

"Okay, okay!" McQueen was immediately overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. But before he finished his joy, Chen Daolin had already slapped his forehead!

"Okay, your head!"

He looked at McQueen, who was covering his forehead with his hands and sighed softly: "After you have followed me for the past few days, have you not noticed any changes in yourself?"

"Change?" McQueen thought for a while, her eyes were a little confused, and she tentatively said: "Is the meat more fragrant? Or... the knife skills of cutting shredded meat are better?"

"Stupid!" Chen Daolin raised his hand and wanted to slap his forehead again, but McQueen covered his head cleanly and stepped back.

Chen Daolin sighed and looked at him: "Didn't you notice it yourself? You... have a lot more humanistic taste!"

"Human taste?" McQueen widened his eyes.

Chen Daolin looked at him and said slowly: "Director Carmen just brought you here, do you know what you looked like? At a young age, his face was not bloody at all, blue, gray and white! If you lie in the coffin, you don't need to put on makeup! Put two fake fangs on you, you will be like a vampire! I think your mental power is good, but your vitality is much weaker than that of the person you are this year! If this continues, at most three or five years, you will stop studying the corpse and the undead. You will be lying in the coffin and being studied by other magicians!"

McQueen was startled!

"The power of the undead is a kind of dark energy after all. Well, you may not understand the word I am. As long as you know, all the power of the undead is incompatible with the living. Do you understand? One is water and the other is fire! If the living man comes into contact with the undead for too long, he will be affected by this power, which will slowly corrupt your own vitality and weaken little by little. Have you seen those undead magicians, how many of them have long-lived life?"

McQueen stopped talking.

Chen Daolin glanced at him: "Director Carmen said, you are one of the most talented people among all the students in the academy. I ask you, there are regulations in the morgue in the academy that students should not perform experiments for up to one hour every day! I ask you, how long have you been in there before?"

There is naturally a morgue in the Magic Academy... It contains some corpses that the Magic Academy has brought through various channels and methods, including humans, animals, various monsters, and even foreigners!

These corpses were used to store them in a secret place in the academy using magical means, which was used to do research for magicians.

When studying magic, undead magicians and alchemists, they will need to contact various corpses. Especially when looking for undead magic, they must deal with various corpses when looking for undead power.

But the undead power contained in the corpse, which is the so-called breath of death, is the heaviest!

It would be fine if it was an ordinary morgue guard, but what the undead magician did was to extract the remaining undead dead breath from the corpse, and then directly contact and study it... This would cause much greater harm to the body!

The college stipulates that in order to ensure the health of students, research in the morgue must not exceed one hour every day.

But a genius like McQueen, especially young people who are addicted to research and pursue excellence...

"Three...Five..." McQueen hesitated, looked at Chen Daolin's majestic gaze, and finally gritted her teeth: "Seven or eight hours..."

"Hmph! In other words, you stay in there for the rest of your time except eating and sleeping?" Chen Daolin sneered.

"Uh... I don't actually sleep much, just meditate." McQueen whispered.

Chen Daolin looked at him deeply and sighed: "Young man, it is of course good to be ambitious. But at a young age, your vitality has been so exhausted. You deal with corpses for seven or eight hours every day, constantly extracting the power of the undead... You are asking for death by yourself."

After a pause, Chen Daolin smiled and said, "Don't you feel it yourself? You have been with me these days and your face is much rosy than before."

"Blushed...that was roasted in the kitchen by fire." McQueen couldn't help laughing and crying.

"So what are you sleeping? Or meditating, do you feel that your energy is much better than before? Moreover, the symptoms of restlessness before have been relieved a lot, right?"

"...Huh? So, it seems that's the case!"

Chen Daolin suddenly smirked: "Well, McQueen...I guess you are still a virgin?"

The guy suddenly turned red, lowered his head, and murmured: "This... professor..."

"You are so pitiful if you haven't had a girlfriend yet."

"I..." McQueen looked depressed: "In the academy... the female students were unwilling to get close to me... the male students didn't pay much attention to me."

"Do you know why?" Chen Daolin pointed to his nose: "It's because you always have a lifeless smell. When I first met you, I could smell the breath of dead bodies on you in a few steps!"

He patted McQueen on the shoulder: "The pursuit of magic is of course important, but your own life is even more important. If you die early, where will you get the time to pursue your magic ideal? Staying with a corpse for a long time will not only cause your vitality to be corrupted, but your mental power will also be corrupted. Look at you, you are young, have no vitality at all, have a taciturn temperament, and your mentality will become darker and darker... Even if you don't die for three or five years, you will go crazy."

McQueen raised his head and looked grateful: "So, professor, you are..."

"Of course I will teach you something." Chen Daolin said: "Since Dean Carmen has sent you to me, I will never really let you change careers and become a chef. But before this, I have to find a way to give you a good rest and nourish your vitality."

After a pause, Chen Daolin smiled and said, "I will give you a task. If you go down, you can go out of the academy and go to a place."

McQueen was immediately overjoyed: "Professor, what did you ask me to do?!"

"Go into the city, go to the market, buy vegetables!"

McQueen's mouth twitched: "Buy, buy groceries?!"

"Yes, go to the market to buy vegetables, and I ask you to stay in the market for at least...well, at least an hour!"

"One hour?" McQueen almost cried: "It won't take that long, right?"

"Stupid." Chen Daolin looked at him with a smile: "Do you think, in this world, compared to the 'dead aura' in the cemetery and morgue, where is the most 'angry'? "

Finally McQueen was not stupid: "…vegetable market?"

"By the way!" Chen Daolin smiled and said, "There are many people in the vegetable market, and the vitality is the most vigorous. Think about it, many people in this world will commit suicide, some will hang themselves in the woods, some will jump off the roof, and some will hide in the room to cut their wrists... Have you ever seen anyone commit suicide in the vegetable market?"

"...Huh? This seems...it's really not."

"That's right. Vegetable Market is a place with vitality and the most lively place. Even if a person has a dying ambition, he will inevitably be affected by the surroundings in this environment, and the dead air on his body will fade a lot." Speaking of this, Chen Daolin looked at McQueen: "Now, I understand why I asked you to go to the vegetable market?"

"Ming, I understand!" McQueen nodded immediately: "Why...I'll go now?"

"Now?" Chen Daolin suddenly pointed to the smoke-filled kitchen behind McQueen and glared: "Now you are going to the kitchen to put out the fire!! Do you want my house to be burned!"

McQueen ran away in her arms and rushed into the kitchen to put out the fire.

Chen Daolin looked at the guy's back, smiled proudly, then sighed, and said, "Okay, come out, hide and eavesdrop on the side. The students are getting more and more unruly now."

Behind him, a head appeared from behind the corner of the wall, with freckles on his face. It was the alchemist Sasha.

Sasha shrugged her nose and complained, "Professor, don't be so old-fashioned, okay? You have only been in the college for a year. I have been here for three years. If you want to talk about qualifications, I am older than yours."

This girl is very awesome. She has been following Chen Daolin these days and has grasped that this young professor is actually very easy-going, has no airs, and can joke with others, so she is not as reserved as before.

Sasha walked to Chen Daolin and frowned and said, "Professor, I have heard all these words you just now. I am not that fool McQueen, and you have to deceive him, this brainless wood."

"Oh?" Chen Daolin's smile on his face was a little stiff.

"You asked him to do the cook and not teach him magic. It was to let you cultivate for a few days, so as not to be too dead... But if you follow this principle, you didn't teach me anything! I have been with you these days, washing clothes, cleaning the room, making beds and quilts for you...what reason do you give me?"

Chen Daolin laughed dryly.

Sasha sighed sadly on purpose, and the young girl stared at Chen Daolin with her eyes: "If the professor thinks that my qualifications are too poor, too stupid, and unable to make a living, and has no intention of giving advice, it will only be my life. I will pack up and go back to the college to attend class... Professor, you don't have to bear to say it, I am still very good at advancing and retreating..."

Chen Daolin suddenly glared and slapped her on the forehead.

Sasha let out a "ouch" and held her forehead and lowered her head.

"I don't learn at such a young age, but I learned to use such tricks. Have you used words to squeeze the teacher?" Chen Daolin snorted: "Of course there is a reason if I don't teach you. McQueen's problem is that he is exhausted. If he forcefully practices the magic of the undead, he will practice it to death! As for you..."

Sasha curled her lips: "What's wrong with me? Professor? They wash your socks every day!"

Chen Daolin grabbed his scalp and thought for a moment: "Do you know, what did I feel when I first saw you?"

Sasha's eyes lit up: "What do you think? Professor? You must think that I am talented and can be crafted, right?"

"Nonsense." Chen Daolin looked stern: "I think you little girl, your eyes are circling, your mind is too active and too impetuous! I ask you, you are also a third-grade student. I heard that you have a good academic performance. Whether it is formula or potions, you recite the most and best. But...whether your mental power cultivation?"

Sasha's face tightened.

Chen Daolin sneered: "I have seen your mental power cultivation, but it has only barely reached the level of a second-level magician. You must know that there are many outstanding students who graduated from the academy who have reached the level of an intermediate-level mage! What about you? Being genius, your magic cultivation is only level 2... You will graduate in another year. Can you reach the intermediate level when you graduate? If you are at the intermediate level, the lowest level is level 4! Can your current progress be achieved?"

Sasha whispered, "That...I'm still young, professor...I'm two years younger than other students..."

"But you got started early!" Chen Daolin said seriously: "I heard that you have passed the magician qualification assessment in less than half a year after entering the academy and reached the level of a first-level magician... But in the next three years, you... barely moved from level one to level two? This is simply a joke!

If you have too bad magic talent, it is not right. If you can enter the Magic Academy, your talent has been assessed. And if you pass the magician qualification in half a year, it means that your magic sensitivity cultivation talent is definitely outstanding. But you have made a small progress in three years. What does this mean?"

"I...I don't know either." Sasha cried.

"It means you are restless." Chen Daolin sighed: "Actually, I always feel that the college is a bit too impatient in training you. I have checked your files. You seem to have average subjects in all subjects, that is, you have a good talent and you can practice anything in your department... With your foundation, you are indeed the best material to follow the alchemist path. But you are too young to get started, and the college’s education is also a bit of a boost. Whether you are doing experiments, theoretical knowledge, or attainments in magic potions, you are not as good as those graduates, but as a magician, the most important basic foundation: magic. You are too poor.
To be continued...