Hunting College Chapter 205

"Account, occupy what you can get."

"Bu, predict what you want to know."

"Divination, fortune-telling. Prediction through occupation. This is what you must remember, the basis of everything!"

Professor Yi Jiazi's squinted small eyes opened wide suddenly, and his dark pupils dilated with excitement, almost occupying his entire eyeball. The bamboo stick in his right hand was waved heavily, and a burst of air burst out in the air, adding a rough background sound to the speech he was doing.

"Divination is based on obtaining certain resources, intercepting those messy and chaotic fragments, and then extracting useful information with superb magic skills, so as to spy on the truth hidden behind the illusion."

"In the process of divination, you have to lose your preferences, your stand, your logic, and even your'self'."

"Only in this way can you be truly objective and calm when facing the thoughts and emotions of others."

Having said that, Professor Yi paused for a moment, his eyes were a little surprised, as if recalling something.

The classroom is quiet, no one is making a sound, everyone is holding a pen, and immersed in taking notes quickly.

Professor Yi's concise and concise description of divination made everyone dazzled and unable to control themselves.

Even the gypsy witch, who was full of dissatisfaction at the beginning, raised her beautiful eyebrows, put the tarot cards that rarely left her hand on the corner of the table, and immersed her head in taking notes.

At that time, although there was no ambiguity between the two, each time Zheng Qing looked at her, he always got a bright smile.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing couldn't help showing a silly smile.

He couldn't help turning his head again and looked at the back row of the classroom.

Jelena's seat was still empty.

Since yesterday, to be precise, since Saturday, Zheng Qing has lost her news.

Dozens of paper cranes came and went from the balcony of the dormitory. Some were wet by dew, some were hit by bird droppings, and some were gnawed off by flying insects with small wings, but none of them showed signs of being opened.

As if a drop of water fell into the sea, and a grain of sand drifted into the desert.

In a huge university, a university guarded by formations, a student disappeared silently.

Perhaps because of the short time, many students noticed that the beautiful witch had not appeared in the classroom for two consecutive days, but they were not too worried.

Everyone guessed that Jelena was ill, or was doing an experiment—for a wizard, disappearing from everyone's sight for a few days is not a big deal at all. There are even some great wizards who have not participated in the great wizard meeting of the Wizarding Alliance for decades or hundreds of years. However, the Wizarding Alliance will always reserve those noble chairs for them before getting the news of their definite fall.

In addition, the transfer students have their own small circle of activities, so no one has deliberately probed the whereabouts of the Gypsy witch like Zheng Qing.

Wizards are another group that pays great attention to personal privacy.

Learning to maintain a healthy distance is a social skill that every wizard must be familiar with.

Even Dylan patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder and comforted: "It doesn't matter, maybe the Gypsy Witches are doing some prayer ceremonies... Just like the nobles under the moon, they spend half of their time every year on all kinds of things. Significant rituals and blessings. You should take advantage of her absence to practice ballroom dancing, so that you will not be in a hurry after the moon hunt begins."

Dance with Jelena.

Zheng Qing seemed to smell her fragrant breath for an instant, which was suffocating.

He shook his head vigorously, tried to restrain his thoughts, turned his head and looked out the window, and took a deep breath.

The midday sun is very abundant.

The pale yellow colors scrambled through the tall French windows, on the floor, between the desks, on the students' new robes, and on Professor Yi's wide forehead.

The professor's forehead was a little shiny in the sun, and a little sweat could be vaguely seen under the sparse hair, like a crystal, shimmering with five colors.

The yellow bamboo whip had been thrown on the lecture table by him, piled with the thick lecture notes.

The tall blackboard that occupies a wall is densely covered with complex spells and inference processes. Symbols large and small seem to form a vertigo, leaving Zheng Qing's mind blank.

The little elves in gray uniforms flexibly flew between the blackboards, wiping out the deduction formulas that had been abandoned.

The young public-sponsored student looked at these alchemy beings enviously, and for the first time in his life had a deep doubt about his IQ.

Even the elf knows which fragments are useless and which reasoning can be erased from the blackboard.

How embarrassing it is.

The lament in his heart did not last long, and the professor's words broke the silence in the classroom.

"I found that you were not serious in your previous theoretical knowledge study."

With his head held high, the professor looked down at the entire classroom from top to bottom, his dark eyes gleaming with wisdom.

Many people gave expressions of approval, but due to Professor Yi's image of 'brutal', no one made a foolish voice.

"I know, you all want to start learning those superb divination skills right away."

"I want to learn to listen to the tortoise shells bursting under the fire, to see the colorful images in the spinning crystal ball, and to explore the subtle meanings of the different combinations of 78 tarot cards."

"So you will think I was wasting time."

"This is a very wrong idea."

Professor Yi tilted his head, his sharp eyes scanned the faces of every student, and many people bowed their heads with guilty conscience.

"Theoretical learning is a very important foundation for divination."

"My divination class rarely teaches you how to do real divination-as long as adults with a well-developed cerebellum can easily complete those uncomplicated skills-what I want to teach you is how to obtain resources and obtain a person. The most secret life. With the trajectory constructed by these resources, you do not need extraordinary talents to get the future you want."

"The foundation is a series of spells and mathematical equations..."

The professor turned and knocked **** the blackboard.

A series of frame pictures and a series of labels slowly unfolded on the dark green board.

"You need to learn basic deductive logic, master common models and proof methods. Then learn how to parse the data obtained by divination, find the greatest possibility among different probabilities, code for special situations, and be proficient in Switch between these different categories of''module'' domain ``group'' generation'."

"Because divination will inevitably involve time and space, so you must also understand the tensor and vector of space, understand the shadow factors when energy is projected in space, and in calculations, there will be no errors in the conclusions due to the lack of a constant'life acceleration'."

"Everything is based on a huge amount of calculations-of course, some special talents can reach accurate conclusions through intuition, but most people, I mean you guys, do not have this kind of talent-so , You must master various functions, including single and complex variables, multiple complex variables, harmonic analysis, etc., including but not limited to ordinary differential equations, partial differential theory, functional analysis, topological applications, etc."

"A lot of calculations can condense the probabilities, converge various possibilities, and get a conclusion that is close to a'prophecy'."

"In the process of converging~www.mtlnovel.com~, you must understand correlation regression analysis, perform multivariate analysis, refer to time series analysis, and learn from statistical decision theory. This does not include the overall planning, which may be applied in the convergence process, Game, dynamic programming, limit simulation, non-parametric statistics, etc."

The huge frame picture on the blackboard has been squeezed to the edge, but various complicated terms still appear endlessly in the gaps and blanks of the lines.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, and planned to abandon this course for the Nth time.

This is not his own thoughts.

Zhang Jixin has completely given up the treatment. He agitated his strong biceps, tightened his head, and turned the red face to purple, trying to activate it by'putting to death and resurrecting' More brain cells work.

Zheng Qing doesn't know if this method is effective.

He only knows that his grades for another course at the end of the semester can be basically determined.

Unlike the full score expected in Fulu class, he no longer reported any hope for divination class.

Chapter end