Supremacy Games

Alas, no one bothered to greet him back...Most of them gave him a cold glance while the rest nodded their heads slightly at him.

'Heh, no one wants to associate with you.' Asna snickered.

'Well, I tried to be friendly.' Felix shrugged his shoulders lightly and went with the girls to find empty seats.

If the witches were hell-bent on opposing him, then he wouldn't bother himself anymore with faking politeness.

Cluck!

Suddenly, the staff door behind the podium was opened and a tanned beautiful witch with short hair had emerged.

Immediately after seeing her, every witch showed a frightened expression, dropping their nonchalance at once.

"I am teacher Djamila and I will be your Theory course teacher." Djamila informed with a stern look, making every witch lower head after having eye contact with her.

Only Felix didn't bother to lower his head as he kept having a charming smile on his face.

He was probably the only one in school who wasn't scared of Djamila.

Why would he when teacher Djamila's source of terror was her hellish exercises in PE class? He eats those exercises for lunch, unlike witches who hated physical workouts.

"Even though I have been appointed as your theory teacher, I will still be teaching physical education this semester." Teacher Djamila tightened her grip in front of the witches and warned, "So, elites or not, I expect all of you to attend those classes...Understood!?"

"Yes..."

The witches replied with disheartened tones, making teacher Djamila frown her eyebrows in dissatisfaction. Still, she let it slip by for now.

"I assume that you have read your 2nd-semester syllabus at least once in this holiday." Teacher Djamila said.

Everyone nodded their heads without exception.

"Very well, I won't go through the base theory of rank 2 potions concoction but I will show you a demonstration." Teacher Djamila requested, "Please use this link to log in to the UVR."

Everyone closed their eyes and did as they were told.

them up, they found a potion-making station was already in front of

laws of the universe since no matter which high-graded materials we chose to merge, they always end up

other was a spherical red

B grade bubble leaf and Twisty poisonous branch." Teacher Djamila informed, "It took Sage Monia at least 5 years of trials and error before finding out the perfect recipe to create a potion out of

and the witches didn't even flinch after hearing so. They understood that creating recipes was

UVR, it takes a year at a minimum of constant attempts

witches were still going

earn billions just by licensing it to other witches, earning 3% to 5% of

will skip the preparation steps and jump straight into the atomic phase." Teach Djamila warned, "So pay attention,

the empty cauldron got filled with a

drops of inferno lake and three

while bringing the prepared mixture of those two ingredients to the cauldron. It was mixed like a flat-out

to increase the success of the potion. Teacher Djamila

the screen switched to showing the

care of by the Queen, the surface of

world for even a split second as she kept zooming in

the process of having their bonds getting broken due to the catalyst, forcing out

specific catalyst, the molecules that made both ingredients wouldn't

molecules and kept expanding at a horrifying speed! The synchronized screen

sure is astonishing.' Felix thought in admiration, 'When will I be

kept their mouths shut as well, not wanting to break off Teacher Djamila's

and bigger, putting as many molecules as possible inside for

eyes, it didn't show

and some witches who were zooming in on the cauldron

corners and sides of the square-shaped mixture had

off inside the bubbling liquid. Yet, the dark matter was still moving slowly

center, it froze like there was a barrier blocking it from advancing forward and corrupting the rest

switched his vision to the screen, he saw a shocking sight of an infinite number of little black balls, covering the green light dome from above, below,

was more of a sphere that encased that entire portion from every possible

sea of little bugs.' Asna curled her lips in disgust at the sight of those little black things, trying their utmost best to break through the dome

out that small portion from the cauldron with

things had disappeared

that without the catalyst, they couldn't stay for long. If it wasn't for so, they would have emerged right after teacher Djamila mixed the main ingredient with

is truly beyond comprehension.'