In the next few days, Kraft seemed to have returned to his favorite life as a student.
Every morning when there is a slight salty mist, when the bell tower of the college not far away rings six times, I slowly get up from the bed.
Take a two-handed sword and do some morning exercises in the backyard of the hotel that are not suitable for idlers to maintain your physical fitness level. Although the future development direction is far from that of opening a dipper, it is still necessary to maintain a good health level, at least you can
Prevent sudden death.
After breaking out in a light sweat, almost half an hour has passed. At this time, you can go to the counter on the first floor of the hotel and order a grilled fish with bread to complete today's breakfast.
As a young man with a lot of exercise, Kraft usually has to consume double portions to fill himself up. Such a good appetite is often only experienced by otherworldly souls when eating buffets.
After breakfast, he needs to go back to his room and change into the college's black robe, cover his sword with the hem, pin the lecturer's badge on the left collar, check the lesson plan he compiled last night, put it in a book and give it to the students at the college
Attend class.
At this time, I will always miss the convenient and fast PPT. Alien Soul was born in an era when electronic products were developing rapidly. When I was still young, I could still see large blackboards. When I grew up, they were replaced by electronic whiteboards.
There are only PPTs left in class.
Including himself, most people have long lost the ability to write on vertical walls. Unexpectedly, now they still have to hold lime blocks and write on painted wooden boards.
Fortunately, those who have practiced swordplay since childhood have good arm strength, otherwise the task of drawing pictures and explaining on the blackboard every day would be almost impossible.
Even so, he would also feel a dull pain on the outside of his elbow joint after half a morning's big class. This was a common symptom of teachers in his other world, especially math teachers who like to write proofs on the blackboard.
There are several blackboards to write on during each class.
Now I think it's probably lateral epicondylitis of the humerus, commonly known as tennis elbow. With long-term elbow joint strain, if you don't pay attention, it will be a matter of time before you inherit the tradition.
Unlike the less hands-on lecturers in other colleges, Kraft could not adapt to explanations without pictures. Amid the dust of lime powder, accompanied by coughs and sneezes, he reproduced one anatomical drawing after another on the paint board.
superior.
In order to mark the key points of identification, he needed to break and sharpen lime blocks before class so that he could write slender and clear handwriting.
The otherworldly soul part enjoys it, and he has rediscovered his meaning here.
Times have changed, and he has lost the modern drugs that accounted for half of his books, and he only has a few techniques for repositioning, physical examination, anesthesia required for surgery, hemostasis and sterility, and there is no way to talk about it.
The complex biochemical mechanism that he once recited all night is like a clown here, and he is a mobile phone with no battery. Even if he has thousands of skills, without the support of modern society, he can only be a brick.
Instead, it was the medical students who inspired him.
Kraft's carefully prepared lectures were greatly welcomed by the students. The packed classroom was filled with people in black robes who came to listen to the lectures. Some of them even had badges on their collars.
On the second day, someone took the initiative to bring a few new paint boards, hoping that when Kraft was full, he would just change to another one without erasing and rewriting, so as to give students who were not able to attend a learning opportunity.
It was a somewhat short student who came to the classroom with his friend carrying a paint board and made a request in a rather embarrassed tone.
This was the first time that Kraft intuitively realized the value of everything he was doing, and felt that he might really have a chance to push the medical cause further forward in the shackles of this era.
He readily accepted the request and announced to the entire class that if he had any questions or suggestions, he could ask them at any time.
In this way, Kraft had an extra period of Q&A time after his class. The students quickly got together with this knowledgeable and easy-going lecturer.
In close contact, Kraft found that not many of them were close to him in age, but more of them were two or three years older than him, even almost thirty years old, and most of them were unmarried.
Most of them came from families of small businessmen and scholars, and some came from small aristocratic families in declining cities, and none of them were the eldest sons.
In colleges, limited by the current medical level, medical school can be classified as a less popular choice. People with better conditions tend to choose theology or law as their direction, followed by colleges of literature and history.
There is no such thing as graduation rate or employment rate this year. Not to mention making a fortune at the end of the semester, whether there is a final exam is still a question.
The course also highlights a casual nature. There is only the final exam for bachelors. If you fail, you can continue studying until you pass. Many students who are not so talented may have to spend most of their youth in the academy.
In view of the fact that the ratio of men to women in all schools is difficult to describe, it is not unreasonable for the word "bachelor" to be associated with bachelors. Sweet campus love is not even a dream.
Oh, at this point, Kraft suddenly remembered that he had no love experience, so he was completely unqualified to sympathize with them.
After the teaching, everyone happily went to the pub next to the college to have lunch, which was still the classic grilled fish with some lettuce, onions and beans.
What Professor Kalman said is true. This pub is extremely popular among students. The only drawback is that students from other colleges are also present, so everyone cannot talk freely about academic issues that may cause misunderstandings.
After lunch, Kraft would go to the professor's room to take a nap. The lecturer did not have a special office in the college, but Lucius was happy to temporarily open the professor's territory to him, and at the same time, he would do a simple check-up on Lucius here every day.
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The result was naturally nothing unusual. After staying away from the black liquid and related items, Lucius seemed to be less interested in conducting experiments, and he no longer mentioned the black liquid frequently. I wonder if it was an illusion.
After a nap, Kraft would begin his daily copying work.
The main content was professional knowledge that was of no use at the moment. After thinking about it, Kraft decided to record everything he had learned on paper and seal it away.
Even if you can't see that day in your lifetime, you can still donate it to a university or other institution that has the ability to preserve it, and wait until the technology level develops enough to use it.
You can write many copies, and some of them will be preserved in history. By then, the development of medicine in this world will have fewer detours and fewer sacrifices for people.
To this end, he embezzled part of the money his grandfather gave him to buy a house and purchased better quality paper and ink at his own expense.
Kraft gave up his favorite cursive and Gothic styles, abandoned all embellishments and connected strokes, and began to copy word for word using the most rigid and clear font.
This is not an easy job. Although he can clearly recall every textbook he has learned, the localization work of translation still makes his progress worrying.
The purpose of this work is to convey information as accurately as possible to people many years from now. Some contemporary vocabulary with ambiguous semantics cannot be used intact, too many transliterations are not allowed, and word creation is required based on local vocabulary affixes.
All proper nouns must be explained the first time they appear, but there are other proper nouns in the explanation, which leads to more concepts and references. This is also true for a person with a photographic memory who has upgraded his brain.
A huge torture.
However, Kraft's skill in using Norse was not high, so he had to ask Lucius to borrow a professional dictionary from the School of Literature and History to teach himself the rules of word formation and eliminate spelling repetitions.
Then he discovered that this dictionary, which he had borrowed after many twists and turns and was said to be the most complete, had contradictions and errors in it.
The combination of various factors directly resulted in Kraft's progress being less than one-tenth of what he expected when he first started writing. He is still stuck in the first few chapters of "Systematic Anatomy" and "Local Anatomy" in his freshman year.
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This is because the content of his lesson preparation overlaps with the content of copying, which saves a lot of time, otherwise he would probably still be looking through the dictionary.
When he thought about the hundreds of millions of words of books waiting for him to translate and illustrate them word for word, this sense of collapse successfully defeated this man who had not yet eliminated the abnormal phenomenon.
When the clock struck two in the afternoon, Kraft got up from the table, took out a pen and paper and started transcribing today.
Manuscripts filled with handwriting were spread out to dry with ink. Sunlight filtered through the window onto the paper on the table. The shadow of the ink bottle shifted and lengthened over time. The occasional conversation of students could be heard outside.
He was immersed in his own world, and it seemed as if time travel had never happened before. He was sitting in the classroom in the afternoon with a soul dedicated to his studies. In front of him were the notes he had just finished. If he accidentally wiped them with his hands, they would become mushy.
Writing made him feel selfless until the light dimmed and he woke up from this state. The bell tower had finished ringing for the sixth time in the afternoon.
Craft got up to pack his things, neatly stacked the results of the day, returned to the hotel alone with his books, ate cod soup and bread alone, and then returned to the room alone to light candles.
Spread out low-quality brittle paper. This kind of paper is used for less important daily records. It is pressed with rough fibers. If it is used for too long, it will snap like seaweed.
But it was perfect for this. He had to write a lesson plan for tomorrow's class before he fell asleep, and sketched out the sketches he wanted to draw on crisp paper.
After the bell rang for the last time in the evening, in order to ensure energy for tomorrow, Kraft blew out the candles and ended his repetitive and fulfilling day.
That was good. Kraft lay on the bed, feeling peaceful for the first time in the darkness. He was willing to spend his life like this, from lecturer to professor, and if possible, be famous all over the world and pass down the book to future generations.
As for black liquid and abnormal phenomena, it is best not to touch them forever. It would be good to wait for Professor Kalman to come back and tell him to stay away from that stuff, so that he can help you compile a book.