Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 176 Return
When he put the purified tissue into the autophagic slime, things began to spiral out of control.

Initially, the autophagic slime successfully devoured the tissue, and its surface turned the expected reddish-brown hue.

However, just seconds later, irregular dark blue spots began to appear on the surface of the slime.

These spots expanded rapidly, like ink spreading on white paper.

“Something’s not right…this shouldn’t be happening…” Ron frowned as he observed, quickly adjusting the recording equipment to capture every detail.

Suddenly, the slime began to expand, and its surface colors became even more chaotic, with blue, purple, and red colors intertwined, like a small color storm.

“Stability has dropped sharply.” Ron wrote nervously in his notebook.

At the same time, the backup isolation barrier was immediately activated to completely seal off the experimental area.

Just as the barrier rose, the autophagic slime let out a strange shriek—a sound so high-frequency it almost pierced eardrums.

Then it exploded with a "bang," and the debris hit the protective shield, making a hissing sound that made your teeth ache.

"The first experimental subject failed, exhibiting typical abyssal backlash phenomena."

He calmly took notes, his eyes focused with analytical concentration:
"The purification was not thorough enough, or the slime's carrying capacity was insufficient."

Undeterred, he immediately prepared a second autophagic slime. This time, he adjusted the formula of the purification solution and increased the proportion of stabilizer.

However, subsequent attempts also ended in failure:
The second slime began to tremble violently after consuming the tissue, then suddenly stopped, its surface crystallized, and turned into a lifeless gray solid.

“Excessive stability led to a complete energy lock-in and loss of activity.” Ron recorded the details of this failure.

The third attempt was even more disastrous.

After consuming the tissue, the slime initially displays color changes consistent with its modifier's plan.

But then it suddenly began to deform rapidly, twisting into all sorts of incredible shapes, like a projection of some non-Euclidean geometry into three-dimensional space.

Finally, it sprang upwards, broke through the first protective shield, and crashed into the ceiling, shattering into pieces.

The viscous substance splattered everywhere, some of it even beginning to corrode the surface of the lab bench.

"Damn it!" Ron quickly put on protective gloves, activated the emergency procedure, and sprayed the corrosive residue with a special neutralizing agent.

The laboratory was a mess, with almost every surface covered in organic matter that had a slight abyssal contamination.

Worse still, some of the remnants were still wriggling slightly, as if they possessed some kind of primitive life characteristic.

"The structure of the abyss is more complex and corrosive than I imagined."

As Ron dealt with the residue, he analyzed the situation in his mind:

Even organizations that have been 'purified' still retain the imprint of certain abyssal rules in their internal structure.

He used a specially designed energy storage box to collect all the remaining samples to ensure that there was no energy leakage.

He especially needed to prevent Dale from getting away with this. This time was different from the last; he wouldn't give her any chance. He would find time later to personally dispose of this batch of harmful substances.

"The basic autophagy slime has too low tolerance."

Ron pondered, while cleaning the lab bench:

"They can only withstand bloodlines at the Silver Ring level at most, while even the outermost abyssal creatures are essentially close to or have reached the Gold Ring level."

He recalled the advanced autophagic slimes that the slave traders had mentioned, those higher-level experimental creatures that were said to be able to carry the bloodlines of the Golden Ring or even higher levels.

"It seems we need to invest more resources," Ron wrote at the end of his experimental log.
"Order several advanced autophagic slimes and redesign the experimental protocol."

However, research is an extremely long-term process.

Even if there are no immediate results, it can still help him improve his "Bloodline Modifier" skills.

With that in mind, Ron tidied up the laboratory while pondering the deeper possibilities of the bloodline modifier career path.

The "Bloodline Modifier" is a relatively new profession, but its history can be traced back to the ancient alchemist Lance.

At that time, life alchemy was considered one of the highest realms of alchemy, involving forbidden areas such as soul manipulation, living body modification, and even the transformation of immortal bodies.

Most of this knowledge has now been lost or strictly sealed away by various wizarding factions.

Within branches like the Black Mist School, the opportunity to access truly advanced bloodline theories is extremely limited.

"If we want to go further, we'll probably have to wait until we reach the Central Lands to look for an opportunity."

Ron pondered, "The Crystal Spire has a hundred times more books than the Black Mist School; perhaps there are more records about the ancient alchemists there."

After the cleanup was completed, he decided to temporarily suspend his research on the Abyss Organization.

Instead, they focused on a more stable and promising direction—the cultivation of Dale's bloodline.

The little siren has made amazing progress in its growth over the past few weeks.

Ron arrived at the specially designed incubation room, where Dale was leisurely floating in a crystal pool.

Her long, silver hair, like soft algae, swayed gently in the flowing water.

"Dale, it's time for dinner," Ron called softly.

"Master!" Dale called out cheerfully, "What delicious food is there today?"

Ron smiled and took out an exquisite crystal bottle containing a peculiar fluid.

The fluid has a pearly white color and contains shimmering gold particles inside.

“This is a special deep-sea essence I’ve blended just for you,” Ron explained.

"It incorporates the energy properties of some rare deep-sea creatures, which should have a very good effect on purifying your bloodline."

Dale curiously took the bottle, carefully sniffed it, and her eyes immediately lit up:
"It smells so good! It smells like the ocean!"

Ron nodded: "Drink slowly. This formula is a bit special, and you need your blood circulation to fully absorb every drop."

Dier obediently sipped the drink, swallowing only a small amount each time, then closed her eyes and felt the energy flowing through her body.

As she ingested the liquid, her skin began to take on a subtle pearly sheen, like the surface of the sea under moonlight.

Ron activated his "Insight" ability and carefully observed the changes within Dale's body.

This deep-sea essence was formulated by him based on the original bloodline of the siren, with the addition of special enhancing factors.

Unlike the dangers of the Abyss Organization, this kind of enhancement based on the same origin is relatively safe and more easily accepted by Dale's body.

"How do you feel?" Ron asked as Dale finished the last drop.

“It’s so warm,” Dale replied softly, her eyes still closed, as if she were enjoying some kind of inner pleasure: “I feel a warm current flowing through my body, from my throat all the way to the tip of my tail, and then back to my heart.”

Ron nodded in satisfaction: "This is a sign that your blood circulation has been activated. Next, I need you to do some special exercises to help you better control these newly acquired energies."

He took out a specially made crystal ball and placed it into the culture tank.

The crystal ball slowly sank to the bottom of the water, emitting a faint blue light.

"Try to use your abilities to control the crystal ball and make it move along a specific path in the water."

Ron instructed, "Don't touch it with your hands, just use your control over the water."

Dyer nodded, a serious expression on her face.

She stretched out her hands, but did not touch the crystal ball directly. Instead, she gently moved them, as if conducting an invisible melody.

The water immediately responded to her movement, forming a tiny vortex that gently lifted the crystal ball.

At first, the ball's movement was somewhat unstable, sometimes rising and sometimes sinking.

But as Dale's control over energy deepened, the crystal ball's trajectory became increasingly stable and precise.

“Very good.” Ron encouraged, “Now let’s try to increase the difficulty—make the crystal ball draw a perfect spiral in the water.”

Dale bit her lower lip, her cute little face scrunched up; clearly, this request was a bit of a challenge for her.

But after several failed attempts, she seemed to have found the trick.

The crystal ball began to rise slowly along a graceful spiral trajectory, and then sank down along the same path.

"That was fantastic!" Ron exclaimed sincerely. "Your control over the water element surpasses that of most adult sirens."

Dale smiled happily at the compliment: "Of course, because I have the best master in the world!"

Ron gently stroked her hair:
"Your bloodline purity is steadily increasing. If this trend continues, you should be able to successfully break through the threshold of the Golden Ring before I go to the Bloodline Altar."

"Really?" Dale asked excitedly, "Then I can become stronger and protect my master better!"

“That’s true.” Ron nodded.
"Moreover, the champion has the privilege of bringing one 'accomplice' to the Bloodline Altar. This is why the school attaches so much importance to this Bloody Gladiator Tournament, even going so far as to offer various important rewards and change the rules to a free-for-all."

"I will become Master's strongest guardian!" Dale puffed out her chest confidently. "No one can harm Master!"

Ron smiled as he looked at the little life that had once been on the verge of death; the potential of the "big eater" trait was even more astonishing than he had initially anticipated.

In just six months, the other party has grown into a being capable of fighting against a powerful monster like the Lion Scorpion. This is the amazing result of the interaction between "special talent" and bloodline modulation.

“Let’s go to the training grounds and do some more practical exercises,” Ron suggested.

"Let me see how powerful your mastery of water elements can be in battle."

Dale excitedly leaped out of the water, the droplets forming a graceful arc in the air before returning to the pool, not a single drop falling to the ground.

The training ground is an open space that Ron designed specifically for Dale, with various obstacles and moving targets around it to train her reaction speed and attack accuracy.

"Today we'll try a new exercise."

Ron said, activating a mechanism in the center of the arena:
"Water can be used not only for attack, but also for defense and to aid movement."

As the mechanism was activated, dozens of sharp wooden spikes shot out from the ground and walls, forming a threatening obstacle in the path.

"You need to get through these obstacles, but you can't touch any of the splinters directly."

Ron explained, "You can use water to create a protective layer or change your movement trajectory."

Upon hearing this, the little siren raised her hands, and the water molecules in the surrounding air immediately responded to her call, condensing into a thin film of water that enveloped her body.

"Shield, activate!"

She mimicked the words she had heard Ron mutter before, and called out in a serious tone.

Then, the little siren began to carefully navigate among the splinters.

Whenever it approaches a particularly dangerous obstacle, the water film automatically thickens at that location, forming a small barrier.

Her movements became increasingly fluid, and she even began to spin and leap lightly between obstacles, as if performing an underwater ballet.

Ron observed Dale's performance with satisfaction, occasionally noting down key data.

Her control over the water element has reached a very high level, and she continues to improve.

"Next, I hope you can continue to try 'hydrofoil gliding' technology."

Just as Ron was about to begin explaining the key points of the technology, a strong life force suddenly emanated from the direction of the courtyard, which could be clearly sensed even in the training ground.

Ron and Dale both turned to look out the window in surprise.

“Mama Ailan!” Dale immediately recognized the source of the energy and excitedly grabbed her master’s hand:

"She's waking up! Master, hurry, hurry, let's go see her!"

Ron immediately realized that the ancient tree, which had been sleeping in the courtyard for more than half a month, was finally ready to awaken.

"Let's go and welcome her back."

He and Dale quickly arrived at the courtyard, where they saw the ancient tree undergoing an astonishing transformation.

The entire tree was enveloped in a pale green halo, the light radiating from the inside out, forming a soft cocoon of light.

The patterns on the tree trunk seemed to come alive, flowing and forming various complex and beautiful patterns, like some kind of living script.

The leaves on the tree canopy shimmered with light, and tiny specks of light drifted out like fireflies, forming wondrous dancing patterns in the air.

"How beautiful..." Dale held her breath, gazing intently, her large, violet-blue eyes reflecting this wondrous sight:

"Like forest fairies dancing."

Ron activated his "Superior Recognition" and "Insight" abilities, carefully observing the transformation process.

In his perception, the energy within Ailan's body was undergoing a complete restructuring.

The originally scattered energy nodes are connected into a complex and harmonious network, and the purity of the bloodline is greatly improved, which should be able to reach the level of the Golden Ring.

Lilia also rushed over upon hearing the news, and stood aside in astonishment:
"My God, this is more beautiful than any supernatural transformation I've ever seen in books."

As a gentle breeze swept by, the canopy at the top of the ancient tree slowly parted, revealing the wonder it contained:

A golden-green light slowly converged from the center of the tree canopy, gradually condensing into a human-shaped outline.

(End of this chapter)