Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 939 - 721: The Road to Fame for Lanci’s Empire_4

As a fellow researcher with Lanci, Talia knew more than anyone that Lanci had only incorporated part of the secrets of magical engineering from the "Original Stone Tablet- Sealed" and "Original Tablet - Fire" into his interpretation of the chapters in the "Genesis Record," making it seem like they had nothing to do with the Original Slabs.

This had allowed the students a preliminary glimpse into the mere surface of the "Original Stone Tablet- Sealed" and "Original Tablet - Fire," of course, interpreted by Lanci and the Great Love into a simpler, more comprehensible form.

Consequently, today’s class was no longer an ordinary professor’s first lecture.

It was an academic conference, and by tomorrow, the entire academic community of the Empire might focus on him, Landry Washington.

Following this, countless important figures of the Empire were likely to seek him out.

Not quite...

Talia suddenly felt she was getting carried away.

How could this young man truly start climbing the ranks of the Empire step by step?!

"I hope this helps you."

Professor Landry seemed to have anticipated such reactions.

He picked up the book from the lectern once more, his voice awakening the students who had been staring at the whiteboard behind him, drawing their thirsty gazes from the text back to him.

"Each of you could potentially shine brightly in the coming years, becoming a leader in a specific field of magical engineering in the Cerryti Empire."

He turned aside, tapping forcefully on the gleaming whiteboard behind the lectern.

Apart from her, at this moment in the classroom, many young Imperial figures who seemed born to be the protagonists began to see this mysterious new professor in a new light.

No matter which celebrated genius was present, their thoughts varied greatly.

"Before this battle, Saint Kray Temple was considered the pinnacle of academic learning on the South Continent because of Owen Grant, Leonardo Wilson, and Mira Talinsky, famed magic engineers of the Empire. Saint Kray Temple held its throne unshaken for four hundred years, and you might just be the next magic engineer to propel Saint Kray Temple to further greatness—"

Lanci put on his gray coat, walked upon the platform, lifting his arms and donning his coat like a maestro finishing a passionate performance,

"The world is rapidly turning, and your moment has arrived."

After dropping this statement, the classroom fell silent for dozens of seconds.

Suddenly, fervent applause erupted.

Students from both the Nobility Faction and the People’s Faction couldn’t help but stand up, showing their respect as they watched the professor leave.

"Long live Cerryti! "

"May the Imperial Department of Magical Engineering live forever!"

"The next one to contribute to the Empire will be me, definitely."

The clapping and cheers lasted a long time.

Students raised their arms and shouted, their fervent gazes following the professor’s departing figure.