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Chapter 287 Don’t Bet
Under the observation of the microscope in the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge blue pattern, resembling a swimming dragon, slowly spread across the entire area.

Wherever this pattern passed, the originally uneven space became smooth, and the interplay of blue and black light made it appear so exquisite and perfect.

Even with the microscope of the sea of ​​consciousness, not a single error could be found.

"It's actually true!" Lor was overjoyed.

Before today, he had already decided to accept the imperfections in the field, because there was no time left.

However, when the time-disruption magic was truly integrated into the Great Disintegration spell, it brought him a completely unexpected surprise.

The surprise was so overwhelming that he was momentarily stunned.

After a while.

"Don't get too excited." Lor took a deep breath as he snapped out of his surprise. "If the area covered by this pattern is too small, it won't be as helpful to me as I thought."

Aside from the time-disruption magic that had already been incorporated into the Great Disintegration Technique, he only had three time runes left.

In other words, he only has four chances in total. He is not required to cover all the flaws, but if he cannot even cover most of the defects, then he can only slightly improve the situation of the field, which is still far from perfect.

Lor forced himself to focus his attention on the domain, carefully observing the direction of the time lines.

At this moment, the blue time lines continued to spread outwards from the domain, eventually covering roughly one percent of the entire domain.

They smoothed out nearly a hundred defects along the way, but missed nearly a thousand defects.

"I wonder if we can control its direction." Lor looked at the flaws that were missed by the blue patterns, his heart filled with anxiety.

I want to try to make a change, but I'm worried about causing some unpredictable accidents.

No one could guide him on his path; he had to decide every step himself, and every choice was agonizing.

"Forget it, I won't try!" After hesitating for a long time, Lor finally decided to give up, comforting himself, "Even if I can't perfect the domain now, with the strange reaction between space and time, maybe I can continue to improve it after I reach the sixth ring by relying on the fusion of time magic?"

He has never been a risk-taker, and that's precisely why he has been able to get to where he is today so smoothly.

One of his life principles is to avoid gambling whenever possible.

Most people only see the gains from winning a bet, but he is completely blind to the risks of losing.

Such as now.

If he loses the bet and alters the direction of the timeline without authorization, it could create serious hidden dangers for him when he tries to break through to the seventh ring or even higher life stages in the future.

Without gambling, at least the field has been somewhat improved and made more perfect; the only difference is how much you win.

"Perfection is certainly a good thing, but if it can't be perfect, then it can't be perfect. After all, I never intended for it to be perfect in the first place." Lor quietly watched as the time lines spread across the spatial domain, mending the unevenness and flaws. The joy in his heart had completely turned into calm.

The day passed quietly.

The deep blue time lines that had been spreading across the dark space finally stopped. At this point, the time lines were roughly circular, like a deep blue ribbon tied to the space.

The band also splits into smaller stripes that spread outwards. Each of these stripes has a natural harmony and beauty, radiating a mysterious rhythm, as if they were meant to be this way.

"Perhaps my choice was not wrong?" Looking at the ribbon composed of time patterns, Lor felt a mix of hope and uncertainty.

In summary, this timeline helped him repair nearly a thousand defects, while he missed more than eight thousand defects altogether.

If the situation remains the same even after the other three time-based spells are integrated into the Void Realm, then he still cannot perfectly break through to the sixth ring.

There was nothing he could do; he had already used up all his magic slots.

Unless one breaks through the sixth ring, it is a pipe dream to construct another kind of time magic.

Based on his and his beloved students' deductions, they could at most resolve ten defects in the remaining three thousand years, and possibly as few as three or four.

Compared to more than 8,000 defects, it's a drop in the ocean.

"Forget it, I've already made a decision, what's there to dwell on?" Lor banished all the messy thoughts, his mental energy left his sea of ​​consciousness, he opened his eyes, and thought to himself, "Open the sequence panel."

After the player left, he first constructed three spells, including Time Acceleration, and then immediately began to incorporate Time Disorder spells.

Only now did I have some free time to spend the Origin Points that the players had accumulated during their last visit.

[Sequence: 97,658,773]

Permission enabled: 1: Insight.

Origin point: 299, 57.66%

"Two hundred and ninety-nine, not bad, not much fluctuation." Lor glanced at the source point at the bottom, nodded slightly, and then issued the command: "Activate macroscopic insight."

"Whoosh-"

It was as if the unchanging, circular river of time had reappeared before his eyes.

Ignoring the various images that kept appearing on the river below, he looked up at the sky and immersed himself in exploring the fundamental runes of time.

To date, he has completed 43 basic time runes.

Eleven of these time-based runes were ones he had already mastered from the beginning and were not incorporated into the Blood Protocol.

The remaining thirty-two time runes brought the Wizard Alliance sixteen hundred years of development time and also reduced the Law Value required to purchase the Time River Scroll by 320,000.

If he wants to fully reap the benefits of the agreement, he will need to gather eighteen more time-based runes.

As for the other agreement concerning the rudimentary form of the Time Law, he has now completed it all and only needs to discuss it with Xue during the fourth assessment.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to collect all the rewards from the agreement in the next assessment.

November 2, 5737 in the Wizarding Calendar.

The Second World, a small, empty platform.

"Judging by the time, it's time to post again." Vincent looked at the civilization information exchange panel in front of him, a smile appearing on his lips, and slowly edited a post before sending it out.

The title of this post is: [Revealed: The identity of the spatial faction genius who astonished the arena 1252 years ago has been exposed; he was actually a descendant of the leader of a large civilization located at position 233 of the Feather Kingdom, facing the sea.]

That's right, he's spreading rumors.

The beings of other civilizations may not know Lor's identity, but there is one who knows it very well, and that is Silver Wolf of the Silverwing Civilization.

Perhaps its voice is weak and insignificant, and it cannot have any impact, but even a one in ten million chance of affecting the implementation of the plan is unacceptable to the Wizard Alliance.

Therefore, since the last small council meeting, Francis has arranged for all the speakers to spread rumors to prevent that guy from causing trouble.

However, when they tried to spread rumors, they found that many rumors had already appeared before them.

This is undoubtedly a good thing. The more rumors there are, the more secretive Lor's identity will be before the trial grounds open. Whenever they have free time, all the chairmen of the Wizard Alliance will post a message in the civilization information list.

The only thing that made him somewhat regretful was that, in order for the plan to proceed smoothly, he couldn't go to the arena to win the eight-star title, since that would be too conspicuous. August 5th, Wizard Calendar 5976.

In a small laboratory at the Institute of Pharmaceutical Research, Milton Continent.

"Gululu——"

A young man with a slightly immature face, dressed in a green wizard's robe as a third-level apprentice, shook the blue potion in his hand that was constantly bubbling. After a slight hesitation, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and strode firmly toward a corner of the laboratory.

"Squeaky-"

In that corner, three small white mice, each about two decimeters in size and exuding a slight aura of supernatural power, cried out in fear as the boy approached them.

They clearly remembered that every time this terrifying wizard poured the potion down their throats, most of their companions would die mysteriously, and the rest would only live for a few hours before dying in a gruesome manner.

"pat-"

The boy opened a cage, picked up the squeaking white mouse inside, and forced it to drink a bubbling blue potion.

Because the experimental connection failed too many times, he could barely afford to buy mice anymore. Naturally, he couldn't be as extravagant as those great pharmacists who would create soul contracts for the mice just to keep them from struggling.

"Cuckoo-"

He quickly poured a bottle of water elemental potion into the mouse's stomach, and the next moment, the mouse's body suddenly underwent a strange change.

White moisture slowly seeped into its fur, eventually turning into droplets of transparent water that fell to the ground.

Gradually, the mouse's fur, flesh, bones, and internal organs all turned into water droplets, forming a small puddle on the ground.

"Why don't you move a little!" The boy squatted by the puddle, holding the mainland communicator he had been rewarded with when he joined the academy. He turned on the recording function and looked at the puddle with anticipation, his only hope being that it would move even a little bit.

As long as it can move at all, it means that his experimental direction is correct.

No further verification is needed; this alone is enough to earn a large reward.

One minute
ten minutes.
Half an hour later, the puddle was almost dry, but it still didn't move. The boy was completely disappointed and was about to stand up when, in the next instant, the last small puddle suddenly gushed out.

"Haha, it really moved!" The boy was overjoyed.

Without hesitation, he immediately stopped recording, packaged the video, and uploaded it along with his drug formula to the drug research and development database.

The fact that the puddle is moving indicates that it still has signs of life, and it also means that his thinking is correct.

This has directly opened up a new major category in drug classification, and it is expected that he will receive extremely generous research rewards.

Inside a large laboratory at the Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

Rosa looked at the three-stage white mouse that had died silently in the cage, sighed softly, and was thinking about designing the next direction of the experiment.

Just then, she suddenly noticed something unusual coming from the mainland communicator in her spatial ring.

"Hmm?" Rosa curiously took out her mainland communicator and glanced at it, discovering that it was a message sent to her specifically by the Drug Research and Approval Office.

The message title is: [New Drug Research Classification: Elementalized Drugs]

"Elementalization potion? I wonder which great pharmacist invented it." Rosa opened the message and glanced at it casually.

While it's good that a new drug classification has been developed, its importance isn't actually that great.
She was about to go through the standard approval process and grant it, but her gaze involuntarily paused when she saw the research and development time and the signatory's identity at the end of the message.

Drug development time: eight years and one month.

Potion developer: Uri Guya, third-level wizard apprentice.

"This was developed by a third-level wizard apprentice over eight years?" Rosa gasped, immediately swiping the message aside and turning to search for information on the third-level apprentice named Uri.

As the dean of the School of Pharmacy, she has unlimited access to all the information in the school.

Soon, a detailed profile of Uri appeared on the light screen in front of her.

Name: Uli Guya
Age: 15 years, 2 months and 7 days

Sex: Male
Born in the wizarding city of Woya on the continent of Milton, he underwent a talent test at the age of five and was found to have a natural talent for level five meditation. He then joined the best wizarding academy in Woya Wizarding City, Woya Wizarding Academy.

Because of his natural love for pharmacy, he chose to enter the Pharmacy Department of Voya Wizarding Academy.

He then pursued further studies for two years.
After passing the assessment, I was qualified to enter the Institute of Pharmaceutical Research.

After arriving at the pharmacy, I stayed at
They set a goal to develop an elementalized drug.

After experiencing failure
On August 5th, 5976 in the Wizarding Calendar, Uri submitted a research report to the Potion Research and Development Data Center, which is currently awaiting approval.

After reviewing the information, Rosa left her own laboratory without hesitation and headed towards Uri's laboratory.

This little guy's talent and determination have undoubtedly met her selection criteria.

If he were willing, she would have one more student.

A moment later, in Uli's laboratory.

"Boom boom boom——"

Uli, who was eagerly awaiting the end of the approval process, heard a knock on the door. Somewhat bewildered, he walked to the laboratory door and opened it.

The next moment, he saw the Dean of the Potion Research Institute, who was dressed in a blue and green robe of an honorary councilor and was rumored to be extremely mysterious. He had been personally awarded the honorary councilor badge by Speaker Lor.

"Are you Uli?" The mysterious dean asked with a gentle smile.

"Yes, yes, I've met Dean Rosa." Uli was brought back to his senses by the question and quickly bowed.

"Are you interested in researching drugs to break through the limits of mental power?" Rosa then asked.

"Huh?" Uli was a little confused by this. "Can I also conduct research on drugs to break through the limits of mental power?"

To be honest, he naturally wanted to research a potion to break through the limits of mental power, since this was the potion research that the Wizarding Alliance valued most.

Even the slightest success in developing the potion for breaking through the limits of mental strength will yield far more contribution points and magic crystals than researching other potions.

But it is too difficult to make a breakthrough in this field.

Both expanding an apprentice's mental strength beyond its limit and stabilizing the potion for breaking through the first-level mental strength limit are extremely difficult.

Countless pharmacists have spent their entire lives without making any progress.

Therefore, unless a pharmacist is extremely determined, very few other pharmacists will attempt it.

His plan is to push the research of elemental potions to their limits before attempting to research potions that allow him to break through mental barriers. Many other pharmacists share the same idea.

Unexpectedly, on the very day he had just developed the elemental potion, the most mysterious and authoritative dean of the Pharmacy Research Institute personally approached him and asked if he was interested in researching a potion to break through the limits of mental power.

This is really
This was completely unexpected!
(End of this chapter)