The professor's attentiveness made Lin Sheng feel a little abnormal.

He vaguely felt that Umandira's attitude had even reached a point of excessiveness. He also noticed a new word in the other party's words.

"Evil-hearted man? Mentor, what does this mean? Does it refer to all geniuses with extraordinary talent?" Lin Sheng asked.

"When the initial awakening of more than two hundred evil powers, all such geniuses have a title, that is, the evil mind. The evil mind and the ordinary evil power are completely two levels."

A trace of complexity flashed across Umandilla's face.

"Anyway, don't worry, I will definitely do my best to cultivate you! I won't let you down!"

He patted his chest to assure.

There are fourteen crown schools in white paper. Bain University is very mediocre among them. Otherwise, it would not have accepted foreign students for the sake of funding.

Umandilla knew very well that once Lin Sheng’s identity as an evil-hearted person was leaked, there would be many professors and scholars who would be stronger than him, waving their olive branches and trying to recruit them away.

They can offer much better conditions than themselves.

They can give Lin Sheng a better position and resources than they can give.

They can provide them with a stronger and more comprehensive maintenance and guidance platform.

Therefore, in order to keep Lin Sheng and his first disciple, he hardly regarded himself as a mentor or as a professor.

As a non-evil-minded person, he has inherited the spiritual castle left by his grandfather for eighty years. Over the past eighty years, he has tried his best to barely maintain the normal operation of the spiritual castle.

The gap between those who are not evil-minded and those who are evil-minded has reached a very different level.

As an evil-minded person, my grandfather could easily operate a spiritual castle, and in his hands, it was like a huge rusty machine.

Every time you turn, you have to use all your strength.

Umandilla is too tired.

He once placed his hope on his younger generations. But his son was born, his qualifications were even worse than his. His granddaughter was born, and he was only a little better than him.

Now, he finally became desperate.

In order not to cut off the Spirit Castle Workshop in his hands, he finally placed his hope on his disciples.

But under normal circumstances, a qualified genius like the Evil Heart will not stay at Bain University at all, but most of them will choose to go to the top ten universities.

In order to keep the genius, he has already prepared to pay the price.

Lin Sheng didn't know Umandilla's thoughts. He also realized that his qualifications seemed to be far beyond his expectations.

But he doesn't plan to change the place now.

Perhaps going to a stronger university can help him go higher in fel energy.

However, he does not want to go deep into an environment that is too dangerous. The mid-level level of Bain University can not only be at the top level of the fel energy level, but it will not make him feel too afraid, and the conditions are just right.

Therefore, he planned to study hard for a while before making a decision.

Anyway, no matter where he goes, he comes just to understand the evil energy and will leave sooner or later.

After a warm explanation, Umandira gave Lin Sheng an identity card made by black crystal, and then took him to really choose the room to stay, and finally left.

Lin Sheng did agree and settled in the castle.

Anyway, he had nothing to clean up at the school. So he just stayed here tonight.

It was also a dreamless night.

Because of frequent changes in residence, the dream is still blurry, and Lin Sheng is not in a hurry. Anyway, he just needs time to concentrate on learning evil energy.

He vaguely felt that evil energy and holy power seemed to be the same source and root power, and seemed to be able to influence each other.

The next morning.

Lin Sheng woke up on time at 8 o'clock.

The room he selected was extremely gorgeous and exquisite, with the soft velvet bed three meters wide and six meters long.

The entire room is the size of a small basketball court.

One wall is full of bookshelf and wardrobe.

The bookshelf is filled with a variety of collections and decorations.

Once the wardrobe was opened, I didn’t know when all kinds of clothes were prepared.

The walls of the bedroom are pure gray, and the citrine-like stone slabs are integrated on the top of the head and under the feet, constantly emitting a faint soft yellow light.

And when he lies on the bed, all the light will automatically dim and extinguish. The wall will automatically crack the windows and put fresh air in.

"Well...this place is really good." Lin Sheng sat up from the bed and moved his neck. He felt comfortable all over.

This bed seems to be not just a simple big bed, it is faintly filled with a faint fluctuation of evil energy. It is obviously a bit magical.

Anyway, Lin Sheng slept the most comfortable time last night, from Celine to Xilun, and then to Miga. He had never felt that sleeping was such a happy and comfortable thing.

After getting out of bed, he walked back to the clothes he hung on the hanger and reached out to grab the clothes.

"Have you washed it? Is it still hot?" Lin Sheng was slightly stunned by the texture of the clothes and the fragrance it exuded.

He didn't even feel when his clothes were washed and ironed.

I took off the clothes and put them on one by one. Although it was just an ordinary light blue shirt and brown casual pants worth less than 300 yuan, it also gave people an inexplicable sense of high-end style after ironing.

With a click, Lin Sheng walked slowly along the corridor covered with gray carpets toward the teaching hall behind the castle.

There is the place where the professor mentioned yesterday, formal classes and work.

As he slowly approached, Lin Sheng began to hear faint sobs and curses.

The train-like corridor soon reached the bottom, and Lin Sheng came to a circular patio.

His location is just at the entrance of the edge of the patio.

In the middle of the patio, there are transparent glass houses of different sizes. In each glass house, two students are working hard to operate the test tubes of the potion bottles that are emitting bubbles and various fluorescent colors.

Professor Umandilla was holding a teaching stick, and then whipping a female student with a braid.

The skin exposed on the female student's face and hands was covered with hideous blood marks, and one of her eyes was swollen.

A green test tube was overturned on the ground. A faint silver liquid flowed out from the mouth of the test tube and sprinkled all over the floor.

Lin Sheng glanced at me and saw Milisa in a glass house.

She was operating the utensils on the laboratory bench with a tall girl with a black mole on her nose, as if she was producing something.

Umandilla cursed a few more words. When he saw Lin Sheng coming, the anger on his face instantly turned into a kind smile and hurried over.

"Why don't you sleep more? Today is the first day you have just arrived. There is no need to get up on time and rest well to maintain your energy.

I deliberately turned off Chenling because I was afraid of disturbing you, but I didn’t expect you to get up so early.”

"Teacher, I just want to get in touch with the mysterious feling knowledge as soon as possible." Lin Sheng replied respectfully.

When he spoke, he also saw Milisha and others looking at this side.

These students were just students, not Umandira's disciples. There were eight students in total. The largest of them looked like they were even fifty, and the youngest was Milisa and another little boy. They were only in their teens.
Chapter completed!