Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 104 Talent Tier "Clock King" and "Hydra"

Ron felt a little relieved when he saw this. No wonder he had never heard of any wizard anatomical genius research.

It seems that special talents cannot be taken away, at least at the stage of becoming a formal wizard...

"...Throughout history, those with powerful and special talents have often been able to go further and higher on the path of transcendence. Just like Eldred the Flaming Eye, who rose from an ordinary hunter to a great elemental wizard, and Lyanna the Eternal Grasp, who rose from a country orphan to a space lord..."

The classics record dozens of wizards who achieved extraordinary success due to their special talents. Among them, the deeds of several great wizards are particularly astonishing:
"...When Helbius the Void reached the pinnacle of Grand Wizardry, he single-handedly conquered an alien dimension known as the Ash Realm, transforming it into his own private research domain. It's rumored that his power was so immense that he could shatter stars at will, alter the orbits of vast galaxies, and even carve out his own miniature dimension within the void..."

"...'Clock King' Erica is a legend among wizards. She can temporarily interfere with the laws of causality and distort the flow of time. In the fight against 'xx', she single-handedly exiled more than a dozen 'Apostles', ultimately killing 'xxx'. To this day, the sighs of the great clock at the end of time still echo..."

There were still some parts that were deliberately sealed. He had a hunch that if he rashly tried to peek into these sealed contents without a certain level of strength, it would likely lead to extremely terrible consequences.

Ron continued browsing, looking for records that interested him.

Special talents are obviously divided into levels, and are divided into three tiers from low to high. Those that can allow their holders to become great wizards or even wizard kings are obviously in the first tier.

"The first tier—Hydra—can be resurrected nine times unconditionally. Each time they are resurrected, their strength, aptitude, lifespan, and so on are all doubled. All negative states like mental pollution are also completely refreshed. This is too perverted..."

There are also many terrifying talents involving time, space, fate, and cause and effect. After looking around, he even feels that the golden finger of his "professional panel" is nothing.

The only advantage probably lies in the "infinite" growth potential, which allows him to become the strongest by infinitely stacking professions.

After turning a few more pages, he came to the second tier, where he found his "dual soul" and the complete "Corona Protection", which were directly classified into the second tier.

Although this level of talent is not as powerful as the first level, which is enough to have a significant impact on the entire history of wizards, it can definitely make the holder stand out among the untalented.

After flipping through more than a dozen pages, he found an interesting section in the corner:
"...'Drug Resonance' Orland possesses a rare sensory ability that allows him to sense the effectiveness of drugs through his own body and even improve recipes based on his intuition. According to records, any potion he takes has an effect several times stronger than that of an ordinary person. This talent allowed him to go from an ordinary wizard to a full-fledged wizard in just five years, and later become a master of potions..."

"'Medicine-Body Resonance', doesn't this perfectly correspond to the bonus effect after I changed my job to a potion master..."

Ron's eyes lit up. This was a special second-tier talent, and it was perfectly suited to his profession as a potion master.

This is exactly what he needs! With this special talent as a cover, he can more naturally explain his rapid progress.

When the time comes, he will tell others that he has this kind of special talent, which will also explain why it took him only two months to become a mid-level apprentice after he was promoted to a junior apprentice - all because of taking drugs.

After all, in the wizarding world, special talents can explain many incredible phenomena much more easily than simple diligence.

With this unexpected surprise, Ron continued to study in depth, recording more knowledge about special talents and thinking about how to express himself without being exposed.

He also discovered an important difference between first-, second-, and third-tier talents.

The third tier talents are not only far less effective than the first and second tiers, but also often have various limitations and side effects when trying to activate their effects.

In the following time, he did not forget the original purpose of coming to the library. He also looked up a lot of information about the habits of the tree elves and various scientific illustrations about extraordinary species.

[Super Biology (Beginner) Experience +1]

When I left the library, the night of the black fog jungle had completely enveloped the surroundings.

Ron's head was filled with knowledge about blood modulation and special talents, like a leather bag filled with water, heavy.

As thoughts surge, newly acquired information constantly collides with existing knowledge, generating sparks of inspiration.

If it weren't for his [extensive knowledge] memory advantage and ability to summarize and integrate, he would have been overwhelmed by all this complex information.

It was already late when he returned to the workshop, but he had no intention of resting.

For him now, time is the most precious resource and every moment should not be wasted.

In the small training area on the second floor, he got into position, took a deep breath, and began his routine practice of the Coronal Breathing Technique.

The light from the oil lamp cast a flickering shadow on his calm face. Sweat had not yet appeared, but he knew that the next training would be extremely difficult.

"Inhale seven breaths, hold your breath for three, exhale five..."

He muttered to himself, controlling his breathing according to a strict rhythm.

These words had long been imprinted in his mind and became part of his muscle memory.

With the rhythm of his deep and powerful breathing, Ron felt a warm current flowing through his meridians, like a spring stream, carrying the throbbing of life.

[Current Progress: Breathing Body Building (Beginner 97/100)]

"I only need three more experience points to break through to the proficient level." A hint of expectant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Adjusting his breathing rhythm, he began to enter the second level of breathing.

This is a more advanced stage that requires more precise control and stronger willpower.

"Inhale nine breaths, hold your breath for five, exhale seven..."

Sweat began to drip from his forehead, along the contours of his cheeks and drip onto the wooden floor, forming small dark spots.

But Ron's expression was extremely focused, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were firm, as if everything in the world had disappeared at this moment, leaving only himself and the energy flowing in his body.

As the breathing deepens, the warm current in the body becomes hotter and surges through the meridians like magma.

The burning sensation was almost unbearable, but Ron knew that this was the process of transformation - pain was the only way to become strong.

With every deep breath, he could feel more energy being absorbed into his body; with every breath he held, the energy flowed through the meridians, nourishing his muscles and bones; with every exhale, the impurities and congestion were expelled from his body, making his body purer.

His muscles began to tremble, not from fatigue, but from the overwhelming energy they were bearing.

Those reforged meridians emitted a faint golden light, faintly visible through the skin, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

[Breathing Bodybuilding Experience +1]

The system's prompt was like a shot in the arm, strengthening Ron's confidence.

He did not stop to rest, but immediately entered the third level of breathing, which is the last level of the most basic stage of Coronal Breathing.

"Inhale twelve breaths, hold your breath for seven, exhale nine..."

This time, he focused his consciousness completely on the image of the sun.

In his spiritual world, the golden sun grew brighter, emitting pure and fiery energy, illuminating the darkest corners of his soul.

Ron felt like his body was a furnace, every muscle, every bone, every meridian being forged anew in the raging fire. Sweat dripped like raindrops, but his breathing still maintained that almost demanding and precise rhythm.

Every exhalation seems to forge something in the body, making it purer and stronger.

The feeling is both painful and wonderful, like the process of a snake shedding its skin or a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, full of the miracle of life's transformation.

[Breathing Bodybuilding Experience +1]

Ron could feel that his body was becoming stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Muscle lines become smoother, bones make subtle clicks, and skin becomes firmer and more radiant.

However, excessive practice of the body-building method is harmful, and the final breakthrough is particularly important. Today's progress has reached its limit, so let's leave the rest for tomorrow.

[Current Progress: Breathing Body Building (Beginner 99/100)]

He picked up the ironwood sword beside him and swung it a few times.

The sword blade cut through the air, making a low and powerful whistling sound.

[Current Progress: Basic Swordsmanship (Proficiency 99/100)]

Looking at the prompt on the screen, Ron couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

The basic swordsmanship still remained at that last point, like an insurmountable gap separating him from the realm of mastery.

"What's missing?" he asked himself, sheathing his sword with a frown.

Ron sat down heavily on the floor, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over him.

Exercising all night was a huge drain even for an apprentice like him whose physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Perhaps, as Andre said, the final breakthrough in swordsmanship is not achieved through simple repetitive practice, but requires some special perception or life-and-death trials in real combat.

It was too late, so Ron decided to rest for the night and face the problem tomorrow.

He placed his hand on the silver pocket watch. He had deliberately retained a little of today's energy scale, which was just right for use at this moment.

As the "reset" effect is activated, the black gemstone in the pocket watch lights up, emitting a soft glow.

A cool feeling starts from the point of contact and quickly flows through the whole body, like a gentle spring rain washing away all fatigue and discomfort.

[Successfully reset negative status: Fatigue, Energy - 1]

Ron immediately felt refreshed, as if he had just experienced a deep sleep.

The muscle soreness disappeared and my thinking became clearer.

This almost magical recovery ability is the key to his ability to maintain high-intensity training.

Lying on the bed, he recalled the various information he had gained in the library today, especially the "medicine-body resonance" recorded in the "Brief Records of Special Gifted Persons".

"What a heaven-sent coincidence." He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the workshop through the windows, casting a golden glow over the entire room.

Ron got up early, washed up, and went straight to the laboratory.

The knowledge of blood modulation he learned in the library yesterday gave him a lot of inspiration, and he couldn't wait to try to apply it to the improvement of blood activation potion.

The fatigue from last night has completely disappeared, replaced by an abundant energy and a desire to explore the unknown.

That’s the benefit of a pocket watch – you don’t have to worry about your body’s limits and can focus all your energy on the things that really matter.

"The key is not to simply mix different activators, but to extract the purest 'bloodline factor' of each, and then reconstitute it in a specific ratio."

He muttered to himself and flipped open his recipe notebook. The densely packed records had filled several pages. Some parts had even been revised repeatedly, with layers of ink, showing his level of dedication to the project.

On a new blank space on the page, he neatly wrote the title: "Improvement Plan for Bloodline Activation Potion."

The dryad stood quietly by, its calm eyes watching Ron's every move.

Its roots have penetrated deep into the ground of the workshop, and its vines have quietly extended to every corner, forming an invisible perception network.

Ron pulled out several test tubes, each containing a different formula he had tried before.

Through the glass, you can see that the liquid has different colors and concentrations. Some are clear like water, some are turbid like mud, and some are in between, emitting a faint light.

"The traditional activation potion formula is too general and cannot accurately point to the more ancient bloodline."

He muttered to himself while drawing a complex chart on paper, marking the detailed parameters of various materials and reaction conditions.

"If we can separate the part of the Salamander bloodline that's closest to the Sunfire Dragon, and then enhance it with a special catalyst..."

As Ron's thoughts deepened, his ideas became clearer and clearer, and his hands moved faster.

According to the theory I learned yesterday, there are countless "blood factors" hidden in the blood. These tiny energy fragments determine the basic characteristics of living things.

If these factors can be precisely isolated and manipulated, more precise bloodline activation can theoretically be achieved, just like using a fine needle instead of a sledgehammer to precisely hit those dormant gene switches.

Ron took out the Silver Wing Separator. This precious tool given to him by Mrs. Allen was like a living thing in his hands, emitting a soft silver light.

He began trying to isolate the purest fraction from the salamander scale extract.

A drop of scarlet liquid was carefully placed into the separator, and Ron held it with both hands and began to rotate and shake it in a specific way.

This process is extremely delicate and requires great concentration and patience.

If you are not careful, precious materials will be wasted or unpredictable side effects will occur.

As the seconds ticked by, beads of sweat formed on Ron's forehead, but his hands remained steady as a rock.

The separator turned lightly in his hands, separating the liquid into different layers, each layer showing a different color and energy fluctuation.

"Interesting... This pale golden part should be the factor closest to the Yangyan Dragon bloodline."

(End of this chapter)