Chapter 102 | The Otherworld Journey That Starts From a Slime

At the entrance, the group had already gathered.

Dressed in their school uniforms, everyone exuded an air of youthful vitality.

Samanra was tall and beautiful, radiating the aura of a mature older sister.

Renomon was sturdy and upright, exceptionally handsome.

Copico looked like a K-pop flower boy.

And Lina, the tomboy, was full of sunshine and energy.

“It’s Nan! Oh my god, Brother Ye and Nan are roommates!” As soon as they stepped out, Copico let out a cry of surprise.

Zhang Ye chuckled. “Envious? With Nan covering you, you can walk through the middle and lower grades with your head held high, let me tell you!”

“Impressive...” Copico said.

“Let’s go, breakfast first,” Zhang Ye said with a wave of his hand.

Hearing this, Nan’s sharp brows furrowed. “Library?”

Zhang Ye replied, “Breakfast first, then the library.”

Nan said, “I don’t eat breakfast.”

Zhang Ye countered, “That won’t do. I really need to talk to you about this. The disadvantages of skipping breakfast—first of all...”

Nan: “I’ll eat.”

Zhang Ye: “...”

“Wait, I haven’t even started yet...”

Nan looked at him expressionlessly. “If you stop talking, I’ll eat.”

Zhang Ye grinned. “Fine, fine. Let’s go!”

When they arrived at the cafeteria, it was much more crowded than the day before, with both freshmen and upperclassmen present.

“Sister Samanra!” A voice suddenly called out. The group looked over to see Sabiba and Sacra.

The two ran over, and Sabiba said with a smile, “Sister Samanra, if you wanted breakfast, you could have just asked me to buy it for you.”

Samanra gave a slight smile. “No need. I have plenty of points; I won’t waste yours.”

“It’s no trouble,” Sabiba chuckled, then turned to Zhang Ye, his gaze much friendlier than before.

“You’re Zhang Ye, right?” Sabiba said, thumping his chest. “I still need to thank you for what happened in the secret realm. I, Sabiba, will remember it. If you ever need anything, come find me!”

Zhang Ye laughed. “Sure. We’re heading to the library in a bit. Want to join us?”

“No problem.”

And so, the small group grew even larger.

Nan watched the growing crowd around them and stared at Zhang Ye without a word.

Why was it getting more and more crowded around this guy?

He didn’t like crowds.

After breakfast, everyone headed toward the library together.

Upon seeing the grand library, Nan glanced at Zhang Ye, suddenly flickered away from the group, and disappeared inside.

The others watched Nan leave on his own, feeling that the guy was indeed cold and distant.

Once inside the library, Zhang Ye headed straight for the Magic Device section.

Magic could be analyzed, but knowledge had to be acquired by Zhang Ye himself.

He flipped through over a dozen books on magic devices in quick succession. The knowledge in his mind grew, and his reading speed increased until he was skimming a page at a glance. The sound of pages turning was a constant rustle; he could finish a book in less than three minutes, drawing stares from the surrounding students.

Was this kid here to read or to show off?

A group of students sneered, then turned their gaze toward a blue-haired girl not far away.

This kid must be trying to attract Senior Sister Ke Ling’s attention this way. How pathetic. He clearly didn’t bother to find out what kind of person Senior Sister Ke Ling was.

Just wait for the show to start!

Sure enough, the sound of Zhang Ye’s page-turning caught the blue-haired girl’s attention. Her blue eyes turned toward Zhang Ye, and the bracelet on her wrist shifted, transforming directly into a magic device similar to a handgun, which she aimed at him.

The students were instantly excited.

Here it comes!

Senior Sister Ke Ling’s sanction!

But suddenly, the sound of Zhang Ye’s page-turning stopped. Ke Ling, who had already injected mana and was about to pull the trigger, suddenly narrowed her eyes.

Zhang Ye hadn’t noticed anything happening around him because he was intensely focused on his studies. He wanted to build a powerful exclusive magic device for Lina, and now, he had found an opportunity.

The page in his hand showed a magic device similar to a handgun, complete with detailed annotations and effects. Zhang Ye read it very carefully, but the more he read, the deeper his frown became.

Finally, he couldn’t help but mutter, “The person who designed this magic device must be an idiot. It’s one thing to engrave the mana storage rune group on a Thunder-scale Python’s magic core, but to place the core at the rear of the muzzle without adding a heat dissipation rune group? No wonder they say it can only be fired ten times.”

“After ten times, the muzzle is probably going to explode in their hand...”

His muttering was very quiet, practically a self-monologue, but Ke Ling still heard it. She lowered her magic device and walked straight toward Zhang Ye.

The students waiting for a show were stunned.

Eh?

Why didn’t she shoot?

Senior sister, shoot him! Shoot him already!

“What did that kid just mutter?”

“I think he said the person who designed that magic device is an idiot.”

“Oh... Wait, wasn’t that magic device designed by Senior Sister Ke Ling?”

“That kid is finished!”

Zhang Ye was currently deducing an optimized manufacturing method for the gun-shaped magic device in his mind, imagining how to modify it into an exclusive device for Lina.

Just then, a figure walked up to him. Thinking he was blocking the way, Zhang Ye stepped aside without looking up.

To his surprise, the person followed him, standing right in front of him again.

Only then did Zhang Ye realize something was wrong and looked up.

It was a blue-haired beauty wearing a magic device that looked like headphones. Her blue hair was tied into twin-tails that cascaded down, and her school uniform had been modified into a blue-themed, sci-fi style.

Miku? Is that you, Miku?

“Mi—Cough, hello. Can I help you?” Zhang Ye coughed, almost letting it slip out, and then asked.

Ke Ling’s blue eyes stared at Zhang Ye. She extended a small finger and pointed at the page in his hand, her clear voice ringing out.

“How would you design it then?” Although it was a question, her tone had no fluctuation. Despite being crisp and ethereal, her voice still carried a rigid... mechanical feel?

Zhang Ye was taken aback, then quickly realized—she was here for a technical discussion.

He was more than happy to share his views.

Pointing at the model on the page, he said, “First of all, there’s a problem with the exterior design of this magic device. It has a straight vertical grip. That might be simple to make, but it doesn’t actually conform to ergonomics. It causes discomfort when gripped, which affects accuracy. The grip should be slanted instead.”

“Furthermore, the biggest failure of this gun-shaped magic device is the location of its Lightning-attribute mana storage core, which is at the rear of the muzzle.”

“True, this allows for the fastest mana transmission for firing, but don’t forget that the barrel material is thermally conductive. After ten shots, the barrel temperature will be extremely high. Because of the outer insulation magic circle, the user won’t be burned, but since the heat is trapped and cannot dissipate, it will have a massive impact on the Lightning core, potentially causing a mana riot and an explosion!”

“So, I believe the optimal design would be to move the storage core to the grip and add a Heat Dissipation Rune Group or an Ice Rune Group to the barrel. As for the mana transmission speed, that’s also easy to solve.”

“The shape of a gun-shaped magic device doesn’t have to be fixed. On the contrary, adjustments can be made below the trigger. Using mana-conductive material to connect the rear of the grip directly to the muzzle, with two transmission rune groups working simultaneously, you can not only double the transmission efficiency but also double the power of the magic device!”

“And the endurance issue can also be solved. I’m not bragging, but if you follow what I say, the endurance of this gun-shaped magic device can be increased by at least three times!”

“Also, the material of this gun needs improvement. Look here...”

Zhang Ye spoke incessantly, combining various Earth-based knowledge with his understanding of magic and magic device theory. As he spoke, his thoughts became clearer. Ke Ling listened intently, occasionally raising questions, which Zhang Ye answered with ease.