Institute of Mechanical Engineering. How to choose among these four colleges? According to Sixus's introduction, the research areas of the Divine Academy include theology, sociology, archaeology and occult research. Most of the students who graduate from the Divine Academy will join the Order. These people do not account for a large proportion of the total number of members in the sect, but they all have good development prospects. The research area of the Life Institute... After listening to the introduction, Hitzfeld summarized it according to her understanding and felt that it could barely be called biochemistry. It is not just medicine in its entirety, but also includes the dissection and research of evil life, the research of many herbs, poisons, and chemical materials... Some experiments may even be life-threatening. In comparison, the School of Physics and the School of Mechanical Engineering are easy to understand. The former is a major that explores mathematics and the laws of nature. The latter is a major that transforms many mathematical theories into practice - manufacturing and inventing real things. Hitzfeld did not jump to conclusions, but went out again and came to the book market from yesterday - this time he didn't need to go to the black market - and specifically found some professional books on mathematics, physics, and engineering. The fact that these books can be put here for public sale shows that the knowledge points they explain are not very profound. But even so, Hitzfeld was surprised. While flipping through them, she found that there are many technical formulas that are unique to modern times, and they are already here! Too……
She laughed to herself. If she didn't have this theoretical knowledge as a basis, how could she have seen the trains and ships? So this helped her solve her problem: she no longer had to worry about whether to choose the School of Physics or the School of Mechanics to use her advantage as a time traveler to shine, because she no longer had anything special to shine in this area. There are only two choices left, the Divine Church and the Life Convent. Then Hitzfeld thought she would still choose the Theological Seminary. There is no need to consider it at all... Even if there was no bet with Xia Yibing, even if Ferdinand's kindness to her was not considered, she did not want to work with someone who had planned to dissect her! The decision has been made, and all that remains is to put it into practice. She had seven books to finish in less than a week. This is an impossible task for ordinary people, but fortunately she does not need to sleep, so she can have more than 8 hours every night to absorb knowledge. She spent Friday studying. The same thing happened on Saturday—she was not a believer and did not go to church. She just bought enough food in advance and planned to stay at home and focus on the key points in the next few days. On Saturday evening, Alfred paid her an unexpected visit. Hitzfeld was curious as to why he came, since she hadn't called him, and there was no danger or emergency. Alfred did not answer her question directly, but told her mysteriously that she could rest later today, leaving Hitzfeld confused. The study schedule was very tight, and after Alfred left, she immediately forgot about the matter. Until late at night, when the clock struck twelve, she suddenly heard cheers coming from outside - it seemed to be from the street downstairs. She was startled and ran to the hall, climbed onto the cabinet, and looked out of the window facing the intersection. She found that the street was crowded with people. Everyone was dressed in formal attire, shouting, dancing, and cheering loudly, as if they were celebrating a festival. Hitzfeld was completely stunned. It was the first time she saw someone welcome "Eternal Night" like this!
Aren't they afraid? Looking up in the direction the crowd was facing, Hitzfeld vaguely saw the Central Parish Cathedral. Before she could react, she saw a hazy, huge circular outline rising into the night with white smoke. Then there was a muffled "bang" sound, and endless light poured down from the sky. Like a big ball of fire. A new sun appeared in the sky. Chapter 16 Interview "This...this is...!" Hitzfeld nearly shot his eye out. She discovered that since arriving in Wayne Port, she had been shocked more times in the past few days than in the past two months in Blackwood City. What exactly is that? The windows in the hall could not be opened, so she simply ran downstairs, squeezed through the crowd, found a high step, and stared blankly at the fireball. She had heard people say that the eternal night in Wayne Port was different from that in other places, but she didn't understand what it meant at the time. Including the description of "Mechanical Sun", about creating a "mechanical sun" and letting it rise into the sky to spread light and dispel the darkness gathered in the eternal night... She thought these were all exaggerations! But now she understands. That is a realistic statement. Mechanical sun. Ha, mechanical sun... Shocked. Shocked. Life still has to go on and lessons still have to be learned. Hitzfeld couldn't stand the reveling citizens downstairs, so she escaped from the dance with a dozen young men and returned to No. 221. She locked the door, but found that she still couldn't block out the noise outside. That night, her study state was greatly affected and she only finished less than one fifth of a book. The next day, which was actually the "eternal night", Sunday, Alfred came to visit again. When he opened the door, Hitzfeld looked outside carefully. The time is 10 am. The sky is still dark. This is the influence of the eternal night. But under the illumination of the fireball, a large area of the nearby sky, including the Port of Wayne below, was as bright as day.
"That's the 'Mechanical Yang'." Alfred chuckled, "It took a lot of manpower and resources to create a mechanical iron ball with a diameter of over 100 meters, and then they used the knowledge given by God to hang it in the sky and ignite the flame... This is their specialty." "Yes." Hitzfeld drooped his eyelids, "Now I know why the Kingdom of Sara can exist, and why Port Wein can become the political and economic center of Sara..." She had been disturbed by the singing and dancing crowd all night and was now a little mentally exhausted. And there is also a slight feeling of dissatisfaction. Just imagine that as a person who has always lived more in other areas, every eternal night spent by Aisuen Hitzfeld is dark and tense. Although she did not encounter any danger for most of the night, that weird feeling, especially the panic when the clock struck midnight and it was confirmed that the sun would not rise the next day, would still linger in her heart and could not be shaken off no matter how she comforted herself. Look at Wayne again? Not only were these bastards not bothered, they even sang and danced all night long! They were celebrating like they were at a carnival! Of course she would feel unbalanced... In fact, she had cursed more than once last night. It would be best if the monsters in the dream world would regard this as a provocation and make some noise to scare them. And there was Puslint... She now understood why this dream city existed. It was probably related to the Mechanical Sun Cult, the Mechanical Sun, and even the stone slab. Alfred came to see her twice just to watch the show, but when he found that the girl was in a depressed mood, he slipped away. Hitzfeld strongly suspected that he was holding her in a condescending attitude - just like the locals of the capital who were accustomed to certain privileges looked down on the country bumpkins from other places - and was deliberately trying to make fun of her. But she had no evidence. And Alfred ran too fast, so the matter was eventually left unresolved. Then, from Monday to Wednesday, her life returned to normal. On Wednesday afternoon, after closing the last book, Hitzfeld looked at the thick stack of notebooks next to him, feeling a sense of accomplishment and confidence. Flattery is also a science. She takes everything seriously, and with these days of hard preparation, she believes that she will be able to pass tomorrow's interview perfectly. That night, she washed up in advance, put on a new set of clothes, changed her white silk stockings into white silk stockings, her long leather boots into flat leather shoes, and fell asleep with the ring. The familiar feeling of falling. The familiar change from falling to rising, and then back to falling after approaching the inverted dream city. Stepping firmly on the ground, Hitzfeld asked for directions twice and found the auditorium and tower exclusive to the Theological Seminary. According to Sixus, unless there were special circumstances, Ferdinand would come every night, so she was not afraid of not being able to find him. I walked into the auditorium, passing a group of students rushing to the classroom. I walked up the corridor at the corner to the tower and stopped outside the door of the top floor. I looked at the house number. director's office. Taking a deep breath, Hitzfeld knocked on the door. "Please come in."
There was a faint sound coming from inside. After opening the door and entering the house, Hitzfeld saw a man bending over a table reading a book. He was a man about 50 years old, wearing a dark brown suit, with neatly combed platinum hair, a monocle, and a beard on his lips and chin. "Mr. Ferdinand..." The other party was still immersed in reading and didn't come back to his senses, so Hitzfeld had to interrupt him. "According to your invitation, I am here to interview for the position of assistant teacher of 'Ancient Sarai Language'." "Oh!" The man...or rather Ferdinand finally woke up from his dream. He put the book down and looked at the girl enthusiastically. "It's Hitzfeld! Ah... good! You made the right choice!" Does he know that I have been hesitating about which college to choose these days? Hitzfeld's brow twitched. She looked at the book the man had placed on the table, somewhat curious about what he was so engrossed in. "Oh, this is not something you can understand now..." Ferdinand closed it immediately, covered the title with his hand and squeezed it hard. "boom!" It turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared. "Amazing? Because a lot of the stuff in Puslintri isn't real." Seeing the surprise on the girl's face, Ferdinand laughed, put his right hand on his temple and pulled and hooked it - pulling out a cloud of hazy white mist. "boom!" A set of test papers appeared in the white fog. "do it." He pushed the test paper to the girl. "Do as much as you can... The full score is 1000, and you'll pass if you can get 400 points." "..." Hitzfeld took the paper with a wooden face, sat down across the table at his instruction, and took the pen he handed over again, with a look of confusion in his eyes. This set of papers...is not difficult. But it had almost nothing to do with the book she had just finished reading, and the test was all about the knowledge points of "Ancient Sarai Language".
If this language is regarded as Chinese and the examination is regarded as a Chinese language examination, the difficulty of the paper will not be higher than the entrance examination from Primary 6 to junior high school. The exam lasted two hours, and Hitzfeld finished answering the questions in just one hour, then spent half an hour checking and confirming that the paper had been submitted. "very good……" Ferdinand took the paper, just flipped through it and gave a score: "852 points... Not bad! Very good!" "I am honored to inform you, Hitzfeld, that from now on, you will be the exclusive teaching assistant for this course." "But, sir..." Hitzfeld was a little embarrassed.