In the following days, Ivan found himself extraordinarily fulfilled and busy.
He needed to concoct potions, create magicalized items, enhance his Linguistics Skill, study anatomy, research the Insect Breathing thod, deduce the formulation of mid-grade Magic Stone Water, refine the Black Magic Hand, and explore the runes bundle array.
Especially for the latter tasks, he had to consu the Light of Wisdom for assistance.
Ti flew by like a white steed flashing past a crack, and before he knew it, more than two months had silently passed.
"Finally, it's done."
In the dormitory apothecary lab, Ivan stared intently at the glass container in front of him, which contained a layer of crystal clear potion. The most striking feature was the ink-black clot in the middle of the liquid, resembling a black jellyfish that kept expanding and contracting.
The black jellyfish occasionally squird, assuming a ferocious posture with its tentacles resembling claws.
In his eyes, it appeared so lively and vivid, far from ordinary.
The difficulty of concocting this batch of mid-grade Magic Stone Water was extraordinary; for this, he successively consud a second-class, a third-class, and a fifth-class Light of Wisdom, spending a great deal of ti and valuable materials in the process.
A mont later, he consud the first dose of mid-grade Magic Stone Water in his life.
"Damn thief, take my Black Magic Hand."
Instantly, illusions filled the surroundings, with beasts sporting tusks and horns spewing fragrance as they charged at him.
eting his nesis made Ivan's eyes shine. His palm struck out, manifesting a miniature version of the Black Magic Hand, boldly scattering the black-robed figures around him and bringing him much satisfaction.
These were not the black-robed n from the Kanda magic stone mine but re illusions triggered by the deep-seated resentnts in the magic stones, far weaker than the forr and unable to withstand his powerful palm.
Strength: 4.6, Agility: 6.3, Body Constitution: 5.5, Spirit: 11
As expected of the mid-grade Magic Stone Water, it boosted his spiritual power by 2.6 graduated degrees in one go, an effect far from what the old man at the sales booth had claid to be average.
"There are still side effects, though."
Ivan could clearly feel a peculiar Resistance in his body, resisting the intake of a second ntal power potion. It would require so ti to dissipate, which he estimated to be more than half a month.
This period was not too long; he had experienced similar drug Resistance when previously consuming Magic Crystal Water, although it wasn't as pronounced then.
[Apothecary Skill Experience Point 900]
[Apothecary Skill: lv5 (1216/1500)]
Since the mid-grade Magic Stone Water was his original creation, different from the version available outside, it could be considered a new potion, thus earning him a substantial amount of experience points.
Concocting other potions in the past also brought him plenty of experience points, causing his Apothecary Skill to soar.
After a good rest, Ivan summarized his gains and losses, then began to concoct the second batch of mid-grade Magic Stone Water.
The primary ingredient of this potion was naturally the mid-grade magic stone, each concoction requiring four. The other materials were available for purchase in the market, with all the ingredients combined valued at over 500 magic stones—an amount that was certainly not cheap.
The only upside was that it didn't require a massive expenditure of credits.
"Swish, swish."
Under the fla's heat, the inky potion, lted from the mid-grade magic stones within the glass container, began to revolt, stirring the contents like tumultuous waves.
If there were outsiders present, they would undoubtedly watch with bated breath.
Ivan remained calm and collected as he pointed a finger above the potion, creating a runes of ntal power that settled atop the inky potion, causing its turbulent montum to drop sharply by two notches, as if encountering its exact nesis.
This too was derived from his insights into the Raw Stone Array Disc, which he nad the 'Shackling God Runes,' intrinsically connected with the Black Magic Hand.
At this mont, he applied it to the concoction of mid-grade Magic Stone Water.
He was unaware, though, that skillful use of runes to assist potion making was a technique typically used by interdiate to advanced apothecaries, usually only manageable by official sorcerers.
[Apothecary Skill Experience Point 90]
[Apothecary Skill: lv5 (1306/1500)]
Half an hour later, the second batch of mid-grade Magic Stone Water did not disappoint him, concocted successfully.
He still didn't stop there, ready to push on and concoct the third batch.
The fourth batch.
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During this ti, he also made considerable progress in his study of basic magic.
He had successively learned spells such as Plant Active Extraction, Secondary Energy Fireball, Frosty Air, Freezing Ice Arrow, Wooden Arrow Skill, Bright Light Skill, Dizziness Spell, Hand of Fatigue, Shadow Eye, Green Shadow Smoke, Acid Spray, Lightning Flash, Mud to Rock Transformation, and Scorching Touch.
As well as the corresponding Energy Particle Skill courses linked to each school of magic.
He was preparing to optimize spells and develop a tactical system suitable for himself.
[Energy Particle Skill: Lv3 (266/300)]
This caused his Energy Particle Skill experience to surge by over two hundred points, nearing the threshold to level 4.
However, it also resulted in significant consumption of credits. Including the 50 credits he earned by trading the 'Green Tree Star' to the enchantnt workshop, he was now left with a total of 151 credits.
He didn't take up any other enchantnt tasks because they required leaving the academy, and he preferred not to depart for the ti being, needing ti to consolidate his skills, and his credits were sufficient for now.
Besides, his Biology Expertise rose to level 3.
His Linguistics Skill rose to level 3.
However, there was not much progress in comprehending the Great Knight or exploring the Insect Breathing thod.
Ivan overestimated his capabilities and underestimated the difficulty of creating a Breathing thod for an entire species, even the simplest and most basic one, even though the rapid wood silkworms possessed sothing similar to the Life Seed known as the Spring Bud within them.
This just proved the old saying: all beginnings are hard.
Fortunately, there was so progress in cultivating the rapid wood silkworms; he had specifically developed the Magic Stone Water potion for the rapid wood silkworms to use as food, which was more efficient and cost-effective than feeding them raw elent stones.
More importantly, the Magic Stone Water was unanimously loved by the whole community of rapid wood silkworms.
Through the Ginger Sumr Water, the rapid wood silkworms absorbed more of the curse power from the Curse of Demon's Resentnt.
If one disregarded that the Curse of Demon's Resentnt was, in fact, a curse, it was a kind of wonderful life energy; the rapid wood silkworms had beco noticeably stronger than before, with improvents to individual lifeforce, strength, skin resilience, and elental resistance.
Then, as the curse power in the curse mark on his arm beca insufficient, the enhancent of the rapid wood silkworms ca to an abrupt halt.
It was a situation that was both laughable and lantable.
Nowadays, the curse mark of the Curse of Demon's Resentnt still existed on his arm, containing only a trivial amount of the cursed energy. Ivan had tried various thods to eliminate it, but to no avail, and he had no choice but to let it be.
Sotis, Ivan wondered if Sorcerer Toyennes knew he had achieved such success using a discarded plan, he probably would be puzzled, unable to understand why he was outperford by an apprentice; his expression would certainly be quite sothing to witness at that mont.
...
At the three-story round tower, Ivan ca to visit his ntor Sorcerer Randall.
"Good morning, esteed ntor."
Now standing at 177cm tall, next to the bear-like stature of Randall, he still seed like a child.
When they stood facing each other, Ivan always felt a sense of 'looking up to a towering mountain,' and it was only after sitting down that he felt sowhat better.
"Good morning to you too." Randall glanced at him, paused slightly, then nodded in approval. "Ivan, you have improved your strength quite rapidly, which puts my mind at ease."
Upon hearing this, Ivan had a bad premonition.
"ntor, has sothing happened?"
"A few days ago, Mieyan got hurt during a mission, but it's not a big deal."
If Randall said it was not a big deal, then it certainly wasn't.
However, he added, "Recently, this region has not been very peaceful. Be careful if you go out."
"I understand."
Actually, Ivan had also heard so things; there had been an unusually high number of apprentices dying in the last few months.
He had heard it from Carl, who emphasized Wayne's 5th Class talent; every mission he took part in would inevitably result in dead teammates. He had beco a well-known 'team-killer,' but because of Wayne's top-grade talent and background, no one dared to trouble him.
Randall shifted the conversation to another topic. "Tell what you know about magic pets."
What did this an? Could there actually be so second-hand magic pets available?
Ivan was montarily taken aback, pondered for a mont, and then spoke truthfully, "Magic pets are bound through a sorcery array, serving as a sorcerer's steward and the best assistant for experints, and are also the sorcerer's second life. For apprentices, they also represent significant support."
"Correct, a magic pet is like a second life for a sorcerer. When faced with irreparable damage, a sorcerer can preserve their life using their magic pet's body. Rember Sorcerer Toyennes?"
"ntor, you don't an—"
Upon hearing Randall's words, Ivan couldn't help but stand up.
Randall nodded slightly. "You're thinking right; Sorcerer Toyennes is very likely still alive. The Policing Team and Hunting Team sorcerers have gone to search for him, and we should be getting news soon."
That was truly terrible news.
Ivan's face darkened rapidly, and he sat down, stunned.
As the teacher who had led him onto the path of sorcery, Ivan occasionally thought of Toyennes but never wished for him to be alive.
Putting other matters aside, just the Curse of Demon's Resentnt itself could be a big problem if Toyennes were close to being alive.
Ivan knew well that the rapid wood silkworm community had its limits of endurance, and he couldn't bet that the silkworms' capacity to bear the curse power would exceed Toyennes's transmission of the curse power. Even if he were willing to take that risk, Toyennes wouldn't allow it to happen as he wished.
If Toyennes noticed sothing was amiss, the consequences were unimaginable.
Randall continued, "Ivan, don't worry. No matter the situation, you are now and will always be my apprentice, Randall. Nobody can change that, I guarantee it."
Hearing Randall's resounding words brought a slight sense of relief to Ivan's heart.
Ivan sighed quietly to himself; the shadow Toyennes left on him was indeed not small.
"ntor, where has Sorcerer Toyennes been spotted?"
"It seems to be on so island, quite far away anyway."
The two talked for a while, and Ivan gradually cald down.
He was no longer the person he was back on Lahr Island, and Toyennes was not the sa Sorcerer Toyennes from before.
According to so sorcerers' analyses, Toyennes currently only retained his magic pet's body; he was barely clinging to life, in a terrible state; otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed away from the academy for so long.
"Ivan, rember, if there's a problem, co to . Your ntor still has a few tricks up his sleeve."
"I know, the academy's number one Insect Control Master."
"That's right, the number one Insect Control Master, haha."
Just before leaving, Randall emphasized once more, giving Ivan another dose of reassurance.
He wouldn't allow such an outstanding disciple to be taken by anyone else, let alone by that terrible sorcerer who led people astray.
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