Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 177 Everything will eventually perish...

When the light completely faded, a stunningly beautiful woman appeared.

She was tall and slender with beautiful curves, and her skin had a healthy olive green color with fine wood grain.

Her smooth facial features were as perfect as a marble sculpture, exuding an extraordinary sense of serene beauty.

Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, and her long, thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on her cheeks.

Her hair was no longer a simple vine, but composed of countless soft, golden-green branches that naturally cascaded down to her waist.

These "hair strands" are dotted with tiny flower buds and leaves, swaying gently with her breath and emitting a faint fragrance.

Ailan's upper body is now almost indistinguishable from that of a human female, except that the texture and color of her skin show the characteristics of a plant.

Most remarkably, as she slowly descended to the ground, countless tiny roots sprouted from beneath her green dress, gently taking root in the soil and drawing energy from the earth.

These roots can contract or extend at any time according to her will, allowing her to walk like a normal person and connect directly with the earth when needed.

As the last ray of light faded, Ailan slowly opened her eyes.

Those were deep emerald green eyes, with golden glints in the pupils, like sunlight filtering through the leaves deep in a forest.

Her gaze first fell on Ron.

“Master…” Her voice was like a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves, carrying a soft and peaceful rhythm: “Finally… I can speak to you with my own voice.”

"Mama Ailan!" Dale couldn't contain her cheers as she rushed forward.

But as she approached, she suddenly became cautious, seemingly unsure if she could touch this new presence: "You...you've become so beautiful!"

“Little Dai’er, my child.” Ailan smiled and reached out her hand, saying gently, “Don’t worry, I’m still the Ailan you know.”

Deirdre joyfully rushed into Ellen's arms, her silver hair intertwining with the golden-green vines that formed a beautiful scene.

"I missed you so much!" The little siren hugged Ailan tightly, her voice choked with emotion.
“I wait for you to wake up every day. Even the flower petal candies are no longer being made. Although Sister Lily’s candies are also delicious, they just don’t smell as good as yours.”

Ron found it somewhat amusing; when the little siren said those words, Lilia's face visibly stiffened for a moment.

Ailan gently stroked Dale's silver hair and said with a hint of teasing:

"I miss you too, you little rascal. I can feel you mumbling against my bark every day, and you wake me up even when I'm sound asleep."

Lilia also stepped forward, a smile of blessing on her face:
"Welcome back, Sister Ailan! The workshop has felt soulless without you."

“Thank you, Lilia,” Alan said with a smile, her lips a pale rose color.
“I can feel everything you’ve done for the workshop. When you’re buried in the accounts at night, and when you get up early in the morning to take care of the plants… I could hear it all, even though I was asleep.”

Ron stepped forward and carefully examined the transformed Ailan.

He could sense the powerful life energy emanating from the tree spirit; it was a pure natural force, full of vitality and harmony.

He activated his "superhuman ability to recognize" to carefully observe Ailan's changes:

【Ailan (Ancient Tree Fairy)】

Bloodline purity: Gold ring 65% (relatively high)
Status: Energy is not yet fully stable.
Special abilities: Plant control, nature perception, life guidance (not fully awakened)
Potential assessment: High; with growth, there is potential to reach the Star Ring level, but bloodline activation is still required.

"The transformation was even more successful than expected," Ron said, somewhat surprised.

He had only hoped that Ailan could approach the level of the ancient tree fairy, but he did not expect that she could evolve directly into her complete form.

Ailan bowed deeply in gratitude, the hem of her emerald green skirt trembling slightly.

"All of this is thanks to my master's help. Without the bloodline stimulation and the carefully designed environment for transformation that you provided, I would never have been able to rediscover my true nature."

The tree spirit raised its head, its emerald eyes looking directly at Ron: "Illan will never forget this kindness."

As she spoke, she gently raised her hand, and the surrounding plants immediately responded to her call, their branches and leaves swaying gently.

Some branches with small flowers stretched out, forming a beautiful ring around her.

The flowers all turned toward her, as if paying homage to the queen.

"Now I can communicate with all plants and feel their life pulse."

Ailan explained, a strange light gleaming in her eyes: "It can even guide their growth and changes to some extent."

She smiled slightly and lightly tapped the air with her fingertips.

Suddenly, a beautiful blue flower bloomed on the bush beside her, even though it wasn't its flowering season.

The flowers emitted a faint fragrance that wafted directly toward Ron, as if they were blooming just for him.

"Thank you, these are beautiful flowers." Ron chuckled and took the flowers from the other person.

Then Ailan raised her hand again, and two more flower buds bloomed, reaching out to Dale and Lilia.

"It smells so good!" Dale exclaimed, carefully sniffing her own flower. "Mom, you're amazing now!"

"More importantly, I can sense any abnormal energy fluctuations in the surrounding environment."

Ailan's expression turned slightly serious: "Neither harmful substances nor intruders can escape my senses. Master's workshop will be safer under my protection."

Ron nodded, understanding that this meant the workshop's security level would be greatly improved.

The opponent's ability, which is almost like that of a "plant sentinel," is unmatched by any ordinary surveillance eye.

"I think we should have a celebratory dinner tonight!" Lilia suggested suddenly, carefully putting away her flowers, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“To celebrate Sister Ailan’s return, and to celebrate our reunion! I can prepare some special dishes.”

"Great idea!" Dale jumped up excitedly and grabbed Alan's hand:
"I want to eat the fruit juice and flower petal candy that Ailan's mom makes! The kind you used to make, the kind that bursts with different flavors in your mouth with every bite!"

Ailan chuckled softly, her laughter as melodious and pleasant as a tinkling wind chime.
"Of course, you little glutton. I have some new recipes I want to try, I'm sure you'll love them."

She turned to Ron, her eyes filled with inquiry and expectation: "What does Master think?"

Ron smiled and nodded: "Of course we should celebrate properly, after all, everyone has worked hard these past few days, and besides..."

He looked at Ailan's transformed and beautiful female form: "We should also formally welcome the 'newborn' Ailan back to her little home in the workshop."

And so, a joyful atmosphere filled the workshop as everyone busied themselves preparing for the dinner.

Lilia and Dale were in charge of decorating the restaurant, while Alan used her newly acquired abilities to create all sorts of wonderful plant lamps and bouquets.

She only needed to gently stroke those ordinary flowers, and they would bloom with a brighter radiance than usual;

The branches her fingertips touched would grow beautiful natural patterns;
Even the air was filled with her faint floral fragrance, making the entire workshop full of vitality and warmth.

As night fell, the table was laden with a sumptuous feast.

Ailan's specially made petal candies shimmer with rainbow-like light, each one unique in shape, some like tiny stars, others like delicate flowers.

Her special juice contains color-changing flowers, offering a different flavor experience with every sip.

"Try this!" Ailan handed a golden petal candy to Dale: "It's made with the sweetest nectar and morning dew. You should like the taste."

Dale eagerly took it and carefully put it in her mouth.

Instantly, her eyes widened: "Wow! This...this tastes as warm as sunshine!"

She looked at Ailan in surprise: "Ailan's mother, how did you do that?"

Ailan smiled mysteriously: "This is a secret that belongs only to the ancient tree spirits."

The roasted meat that Lilia prepared smelled incredibly tempting. She sprinkled some special spices on it, making the meat even more tender and juicy.

“These spices are grown by me according to the recipe that Sister Ailan used to use.”

She explained somewhat shyly, "Although it can't compare to the ones you nurtured yourself, I tried my best."

“You’ve done a wonderful job, Lilia,” Alan said gently. “I can feel your care for these plants; they’re growing very healthily.”

The conversation at the dinner table was equally relaxed and pleasant.

Do you know?

Ailan spoke softly, her fingers gently tracing the color of a flower on the table, causing it to change hues under her touch:
"In my slumber, I can feel the whispers of the entire forest, as if countless voices are telling me secrets."

"Tell me! What's the secret?" Dale asked curiously, her eyes sparkling.

Ailan smiled and shook her head, her long, vine-like hair swaying gently with her movement.

"Some secrets are known only to the forest. Perhaps one day, when you are strong enough, you will hear the ocean speak to you."

Confused, the little siren stopped thinking about it and began proudly displaying the ice sculpture she had created.

She had tried painting before, but after discovering that she had no talent for it, she switched to sculpting.

She demonstrated an amazing talent in this area, bringing every detail of the small workshop model in her hands to life, even capturing the tiny patterns on the windows.

"Look, this is the master's laboratory, this is Sister Lily's room, this is Mother Ailan's ancient tree, and this is the pool, this is my territory!"

The little siren pointed proudly at each part: "It took me several days to carve all the details!"

As Ron watched this scene, a strange warmth welled up in his heart.

These lives, which were originally unrelated to him, have now come together around him by various coincidences, forming a wonderful little family.

Everyone grows on their own path, supporting each other and moving forward together.

Dale's laughter was crisp and melodious, while Lilia's eyes were calm and focused.

Ailan was like a loving mother, warm and tolerant, her emotions only slightly flustered when her gaze fell upon him.

“A toast to our workshop.” Ron raised his glass.

"Respect to the workshop!" everyone responded in unison, their cups clinking together in the air with a crisp sound.

For him, this was perhaps the most relaxing and enjoyable night since entering the Black Mist Jungle.

Such moments are especially precious on the path to eternity.

Of course, after the sun rises tomorrow, countless research topics will still await him.

The Abyss Project needs to be redesigned, the purification of Dale's bloodline needs to continue, and there's the upcoming trip to the Bloodline Altar...

But at this moment, Ron chose to put those thoughts aside for the time being and immerse himself in this heartwarming moment.

Take a break for a while and appreciate these simple beauties, even if they can only remain as fragments in your memory.

After all, everything that cannot last forever will eventually perish...

(End of this chapter)