Although he already knew that this child wouldn't be an ordinary person, seeing this scene, which could only happen when he reached the god of magic, Habacca was still shocked. He knew what this meant.

This child would definitely become the god of magic in the future!

"This..."

Habacca was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In his lifetime, he had never seen a baby with such an expression.

It was as if he was an old man who had experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes of life.

Mellie stared at Lei Luo for a long time.

Suddenly, she said to Habacca, "Come and educate him yourself."

In the blink of an eye, fourteen years had passed.

Lei Luo, who was still in his infancy, had now become a handsome young man.

Fourteen years ago, Habacca had been confident in educating Lei Luo well, and he had high expectations for Lei Luo's growth.

But now, Habacca was not satisfied with the results of his teaching.

The reason was simple. Habacca had spent three years teaching Lei Lo all the knowledge he had collected over the years.

Lei Luo learned everything at an amazing speed.

He could master everything as long as he talked about it once.

He even did a lot better than Habacca had expected.

This hurt Habacca's self-esteem too much.

In common sense, he was like a fourteen-year-old child.

He was the most active and playful, but Lei Luo was completely different.

He always liked to hold his hands together and quietly look at others in a corner.

Then there was a strange, unruly, and sad smile at the corner of his mouth.

This smile, which was completely different from his expression, would appear on his face.

Even Habacca felt very uncomfortable when he saw it.

He had told Lei Luo many times to try to change it, and Lei Luo had tried his best to do it.

But many times, that smile would still come out involuntarily.

When he got tired of watching, he only had one hobby, and that was to sleep.

Whenever he would get bored, he would simply find a place to lie down, and then he would go to sleep.

In order to correct Lei Luo and change his habits, Habacca was very angry.

Since Lei Luo was ten years old, Habacca began to increase the intensity, and he let Lei Luo into a completely different dream magic to experience the illusion...

From life and death to love and hate...

The cruelest and gentlest...

The happiest to the most desolate...

The kindest to the ugliest...

The strongest to the weakest...

Habacca poured all the experiences he could possibly think of into Lei Luo's dreams.

However, even if it did, it did not have much effect.

Only Lei Luo, who was just fourteen years old, was able to endure it.

And he was still able to maintain a normal mind.

This state of mind was so strong that Habacca couldn't do anything about it.

Mellie saw all of this, but she didn't say a word.

Whether it was Lei Luo or Habacca, it was the same.

But even so, Habacca's original plan of using 20 years to impart all his knowledge to Lei Luo was completed ten years ahead of schedule.

"It only took you ten years to completely store all the knowledge that you've learned over the past seven hundred years into your mind. Is that so?"

Mellie's expression was as cold as ever.

"It's all basic theories and knowledge. It's all things that can be learned by rote. It's not a big deal...There's a huge difference between knowing, understanding, and using them flexibly. The more things someone knows, the stronger they will be, and if that really were true, then there must be no need to fight the wars of the past and the present. Let's sit together and compare who can recite the books better."

Habacca said hesitantly, "You don't seem to like Lei Luo?"

"He's indeed extremely intelligent and has astonishing talent, especially in terms of mental endurance. He's practically at the level of a god, but it's also really hard to like him."

As she said this, Mellie also glanced at Habacca.

"Of course, you are not much better than him."

Habacca sighed awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Mellie took out a cigarette, lit it with magic, and took a shallow puff.

"You have taught all the basic skills that should be taught by you. From today onwards, let him come to me. I will teach him."

"Ah?"

Habacca's mouth widened in surprise.

"Teacher, didn't you swear that you won't accept any more students?"

Mellie took a deep drag on her cigarette and spat out a mouthful of white smoke on Habacca's face.

"The number of times I swear that I won't smoke is ten thousand times more than the number of times I swear that I won't accept any students."

From that day onwards, all of Lei Luo's learning and training courses stopped.

He suddenly became the manager of Utopia.

This was the task Mellie gave Lei Luo.

Let him manage the whole estate for a year.

The people in Utopia were different. From the age of six, they had to learn their professional skills according to their own circumstances.

After the age of eighteen, they had to leave Utopia to make a living.

Therefore, Utopia, except for Mellie and Habacca, was full of people under eighteen.

Most of them were under the age of ten.

For the next year, Lei Luo was crying with the snot and saliva of children under the age of five.

In the fights of children between the ages of five and ten, in their tempers and in their petty eyes, in the provocations, confrontations, and insubordination of children between the ages of ten and seventeen.

Who knows how many times Lei Luo had almost given up?

He really wanted to throw the bottle on the floor and knock the defiant child over.

He really wanted to rule the group of children as if they were an army.

However, Lei Luo knew that it was impossible.

In fact, ruling a group of children was much more complicated than ruling an army.

There were too many tricks and maneuvers required.

Sometimes it was even necessary to compromise, curry favor, and even lie.

At first, Lei Luo was very unaccustomed to it, but he persevered with the "I don't believe I can't do it" spirit in his heart.

He organized a document for himself and recorded the names of every child on the farm.

Then his eyebrows would record the feelings of all the people he came into contact with during the day in this document.

He would then reflect on what he did right and what he did wrong.

He would also carefully analyze what was going on in everyone's mind.

Patience, patience, patience.

Patience forever.

Go out of patience or be patient?

Those were such har days.

Lei Luo endured day after day.

He had been overusing and overstretching his patience to deal with all the things that made him feel impatient.