Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 186 Memory Fluid
Ron lit the magic crystal lamp in the workshop, and the pale blue light dispelled the shadows of the night.

He has recently turned a great deal of attention to the "sonic oscillation" spell that he has been researching.

He had already developed this spell into the "Erosion Symphony" through the ramblings of the star monsters, "Z...Kru...Niag...Roti..."

But as he continued to use the variant of "Erosion Symphony," he could sense that the murmurs that arose during his meditation seemed to be an extension of the murmurs of the Star Monster...

His current research focuses on using the "Erosion Symphony" to combat it, while further expanding upon the "Erosion Symphony" based on the ramblings in his meditation.

This allows it to act directly on spell models without the aid of musical instruments, making it useful in unexpected encounters.

He stood up and paced around the room for a moment, trying to clear his mind.

"Teacher, dinner is ready." Lilia's voice came from outside the door, interrupting his thoughts.

"I'll be there shortly." Ron rubbed his temples, turned around, and opened the door.

Lilia stood at the door, wearing a light blue apron, her hair still smelling of food.

She looked at Ron, who looked exhausted, with curiosity: "Are you researching that spell again?"

"Well, it's still not going too smoothly." Ron sighed and followed her to the restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, Dale was already sitting at the table, her large, violet-blue eyes sparkling with anticipation.

When she saw Ron come in, she immediately jumped up:

"Master, I trained for five whole hours today and I didn't feel tired at all! And the webbing between my fingers has completely disappeared!"

As she spoke, she excitedly showed off her little hands.

The webbing between the fingers has indeed disappeared, with only faint blue traces visible at the fingertips.

“Well done.” Ron smiled and stroked her long silver hair, feeling a little more relaxed.

Ailan walked in from the courtyard, carrying a plate of freshly picked berries.

Compared to her previous tree spirit form, she now appears to have almost no non-human features.

Only her emerald green eyes and the vines that occasionally extended from under her skirt to replace her arms could reveal that she was unusual.

"The berries tonight were ripened using my own pollen, so they should taste even better."

Ailan said softly, placed the fruit plate on the table, and then walked to Dale's side, gently tidying her slightly messy hair.

Looking at this heartwarming scene, Ron's gloom and sense of urgency gradually lessened.

As they were enjoying their dinner, Ron suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he caught sight of a six-stringed guitar that he had bought and hung on the wall as decoration.

Since the erosion melody was created using an instrument, this method can be further expanded, and the "sonic oscillation" can be constructed into a sound-producing instrument within the spell's construction...

Dyer blinked:
"Would you like to play a piece, Master? I recall you seem to practice the violin quite often?"

"No, Dale."

Ron shook his head, his gaze remaining fixed on the six-stringed guitar on the wall, a bold idea gradually taking shape in his mind.

"Perhaps I've found a breakthrough in improving magic." His eyes gleamed with inspiration.

Lilia followed his gaze to the six-stringed lyre: "Is it about the Erosion Symphony?"

“That’s right.” Ron nodded, his thoughts becoming increasingly clear:
"I've been trying to separate violin playing from the spell model, but what if we could construct the spell model itself as the resonant structure of the instrument?"

Ailan pondered for a moment: "You mean to make the spell model not just an energy construct, but one that can emit sound?"

"That's exactly right!"

Ron's eyes gleamed with excitement: "It's like a resonance chamber, but not constructed physically; it's built with mental power."

He quickly finished his dinner and immediately returned to the laboratory.

Inside, Ron stood in the center, took a deep breath, raised his hands slightly, and began to mobilize his mental energy.

The spell model of "sonic oscillation" slowly took shape before him. It was a complex structure woven from countless energy threads, displaying a gradient of blue and purple.

"If we construct the spell model like the resonant structure of a violin."

Ron closed his eyes and recalled the internal structure of the violin—the soundbox, bridge, strings, and soundboard, each with its own vibrational characteristics.

His mental energy began to reshape the spell model according to this line of thought.

First, a cavity structure similar to a speaker is formed, then four "strings" of different frequencies are added, along with a carefully designed "sound bridge" and "resonance plate".
The difficulty in composing this structure lies in...

Ron's forehead was beaded with sweat: "Each part needs to have specific energy density and vibrational characteristics."

After several attempts, the spell model finally took on a completely new form.

It is no longer a simple collection of energy, but a miniature "spiritual instrument" whose internal structure precisely mimics the resonance principle of a violin.

"Now, try injecting the energy pattern of babbling."

Ron recalled the mysterious syllables he heard in meditation and incorporated their "tones" into the "strings" of the spell model.

As mental energy was injected, those "strings" began to vibrate at a specific frequency, producing unsettling, low-pitched murmurs.

“Zkruniag Rotip.”

Sound does not travel through a physical medium, but is formed directly on a spiritual level.

[Sonic Oscillation (Proficient) Experience Points +1]

The moment the spell was triggered, Ron felt an unprecedented sense of control.

The entire spell model was like a sophisticated musical instrument, producing perfect "tones" under his mental control.

But what's even more exciting is that this structure no longer requires the assistance of physical instruments and can be built and released in advance.

This far exceeded my expectations.

He adjusted his breathing and decided to try again.

If the first step was to transform the spell model into a musical instrument structure, then the second step was to expand the content of the "musical pieces".

Ron closed his eyes again, entering a meditative state, searching for more mysterious syllables from the depths of the starry sky.

As consciousness sinks into the depths of meditation, a familiar starry sky unfolds before my eyes, with countless stars twinkling in the darkness.

But this time, he tried to go deeper, letting his consciousness reach the areas where he was uttering those words.

"The goal isn't to get to the core, but simply to capture as many syllable fragments as possible."

As the meditation deepened, the stars seemed to come alive, moving in a peculiar rhythm and emitting more complex sounds.

"Zkruniag Rotip Salehom"

New combinations of syllables echoed in his consciousness, each syllable carrying an ineffable ancient power.

Ron carefully recorded these new syllables, while remaining vigilant against potential mental contamination.

Fortunately, with his previous experience, he was able to better maintain his mental barrier and prevent those dangerous energies from directly affecting his thinking.

Back in reality, Ron immediately tried to incorporate the newly acquired syllables into the improved spell model.

"Build the soundbox. Adjust the strings and inject a new sequence of notes."

This time, the spell model became more complex. When the spell was cast, the six syllables sounded almost simultaneously, forming a short but incredibly powerful "symphony".

The air in the training room seemed to be distorted by this "movement," some small objects began to vibrate uncontrollably, and even a few books fell off the shelves.

"The power has indeed increased," Ron assessed, "but the difficulty of controlling it has also increased exponentially."

New, more syllable structures require extremely high precision in mental control.

"There's hope!" Ron was overjoyed. He went to the training ground, and an invisible ripple spread out from his palm, hitting the target opposite him.

Instead of cracking as usual, the target surface twisted strangely and then began to dissolve in an odd way.

It is not a physical breakage, but a deeper erosion, as if its material structure itself has been corroded by some force.

"Teacher?" Lilia's voice came from the other side of the courtyard, tinged with worry:

"It's very late, are you alright?"

“Come here, Lilia,” Ron replied with a smile, his voice brimming with barely concealed excitement.
"I think I've made a major breakthrough."

As Lilia approached, she was surprised to discover the target slowly dissolving:
"What...what kind of spell effect is this?"

"Erosion fluctuations".

Ron explained, a strange light gleaming in his eyes: "I have successfully merged sonic vibrations with babbling."

He focused his mind again and constructed a modified "sonic oscillation" spell structure, this time targeting a different target.

An invisible ripple spread out again, and the surface of the target was immediately covered with a strange purplish-black layer, and then began to decompose from the inside.

This decomposition is not ordinary physical destruction; it feels more like the "existence" of the target itself is being eroded by some force.

“My God…” Lilia gasped, “This effect… is simply unbelievable.”

“Not only that,” Ron said with a slight smile.
"This corrosive effect should have additional effects on living beings, especially on the mental level."

“But, teacher…” Lilia hesitated for a moment:
"This power...it feels a bit off. Are you sure it's safe?"

Ron's expression turned serious:

"Every force has two sides; the key lies in the user's control. The significance of research lies in how to render them harmless through various experiments."

Lilia seemed to want to say something more, but in the end she just nodded:

"You must be very tired. Would you like to rest for a while? I've brewed some calming tea."

Ron then realized that he was indeed exhausted, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his hands were trembling slightly.

This high-intensity mental manipulation clearly consumed a lot of his physical and mental strength.

"Thank you, Lilia." He took the teacup from the girl and carefully sipped the warm liquid, allowing his tired body and mind to relax for a moment.

The next morning, Ron returned to the workshop's backyard, ready to test his new discovery from the previous night.

Ailan is calming a rare herb that is showing signs of unease because it senses the lingering effects of Ron's magic.

"This kind of corrosive energy can indeed make plants feel uncomfortable."

Ailan spoke softly, her fingers gently stroking the trembling leaves of the herb:
"They can sense a kind of fluctuation that does not belong to the original world."

Ron nodded, which confirmed his guess:

The effects of the erosion wave do indeed transcend ordinary physical damage, reaching deeper levels of the existence of living beings.

“I need a more solid target to test the effect.” He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on a stone block.

It was one of the fixed targets, made of extremely hard material with a certain degree of magic resistance, making it difficult for ordinary spells to cause significant damage.

"Is Master about to cast a spell?"

"Can I help?" Dale asked excitedly, her large, violet-blue eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Just watch this time." Ron smiled and patted her head.

"This new spell is not stable enough yet. For safety's sake, you should all stand further back."

The three retreated to a safe distance, and Ron took a deep breath and began to construct the spell model.

This time, he didn't rush to release it. Instead, he first sorted out the rhythm of the babbling in his mind, letting it naturally blend into the energy structure of the sound wave vibration.

When the two energies reached perfect resonance, Ron suddenly opened his eyes and issued a command to the stone pillar:

—Sonic oscillation erosion state!
An invisible ripple spread from his palm and struck the hard stone block.

The surface of the stone pier did not immediately show signs of erosion as expected, but as time went on, a strange change began to appear:
The texture of the stone pier began to distort, as if it were being rearranged from the inside by some unseen force.

A few dozen seconds later, the entire stone block suddenly emitted a muffled thud, and dense cracks appeared on its surface. Then, it imploded in an incredible way, turning into a pile of powder.

"This... is simply unbelievable."

Lilia stared in shock at the pile of powder, her voice trembling slightly: "It looks like it was dissolved from within by some kind of force..."

"Amazing!" Dale clapped excitedly, her face full of admiration.
"Master's magic is truly amazing!"

Ailan remained silent, but a hint of worry flashed in her emerald eyes. As a plant life form closely connected to nature, she could more deeply sense the terror contained within this magic.

Ron himself was somewhat surprised.

The effect far exceeded his calculations; even he himself felt that its power had increased too quickly.

The erosive sound waves not only destroyed the physical structure of the stone pier, but also seemed to affect some aspect of its nature, causing it to lose its ability to maintain its shape.

"This effect..." he murmured to himself.
"It's like the 'conceptual erosion' described in 'The Abyss Creatures Atlas'."

He recalled the descriptions of the higher regions of the abyss in that forbidden book.

Some of the energy there no longer follows ordinary physical laws, but directly affects the concept and essence of things.

The Erosion Symphony also appears to exhibit similar characteristics, albeit to a much lesser degree.

He nodded to the three of them, indicating that they could continue with their own tasks, and then returned to the laboratory alone.

The progress is too fast... Is it because the effect of "talking" and the sound wave vibration are too well matched?

Or is this introductory method from the so-called "Crown Meditation" already beginning to reveal its unique and terrifying characteristics?
In any case, at least at this stage, the extended erosion effect of the sonic vibrations undoubtedly gives him a significant advantage in battle.

Moreover, it can display such terrifying power with just six syllables. If it were actually woven into a complete piece of music and then amplified using an amplifier, the effect would be unimaginable...

………………

"Dair, concentrate!"

On the training field, Ron stared intently at the constantly distracted little siren.

Dale was trying to maintain the stable shape of a water sphere, but her attention had clearly wandered elsewhere.

Specifically, it refers to a batch of newly blooming flowers that Ailan planted at the other end of the courtyard.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Dale stuck out her tongue, looked away somewhat embarrassed, and refocused her attention on the water sphere in front of her.

Ron shook his head and smiled helplessly:
"Alright, training is over for now. You can go look at the flowers, but don't touch them; some might irritate the siren's skin."

"That's great! Thank you, Master!"

With a cheer, the water sphere instantly went out of control and turned into a puddle, but the little siren had already hopped and skipped towards Ailan.

Ron sighed softly as he watched Dale's departing figure.

The little siren's growth rate is astonishing, but his attention is still so easily distracted, which is an area he needs to focus on training.

"In that case, I can concentrate on my practice now," Ron muttered to himself, taking a small bag of fine sand from his pocket.

Since learning the "Flowing Barrier" spell from Hayek, he has devoted a great deal of time to practicing it, but progress has been relatively slow.

The level of precision required for this first-level spell far exceeded that of any spell he had encountered before.

Even with a complete spell model, truly mastering its essence remains extremely difficult.

Ron poured a small pinch of sand into his palm, took a deep breath, and began to guide his mental energy into each tiny grain of sand.

Although he had the idea of ​​using Soul Steel as a medium, at this initial stage, he could only use basic materials for practice.

The spiritual energy fell like a fine rain, evenly covering each grain of sand, causing them to float and form a small barrier the size of a palm.

"First step successful..."

Ron maintained this state and then tried to gradually expand the area of ​​the barrier while ensuring that the energy density of each area was exactly the same.

This process demands an exceptionally high degree of precision in controlling one's mental energy; the slightest fluctuation can cause the entire structure to collapse.

Just as the barrier expanded to about half a meter in diameter, a voice came from afar:
"Teacher, a guest is looking for you."

Ron's attention was interrupted, and the protective barrier immediately began to shake, but he quickly adjusted his mindset and stabilized the flow of energy.

"Who is it?" Ron didn't turn around, still focused on stabilizing the protective barrier.

“Your Highness Andrei,” Lilia replied, “he said he has urgent news to tell you.”

Andrei's visit was indeed unexpected, but Ron knew that his old friend would not disturb his research without a reason.

There must be something important going on.

"Tell him to wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Ron carefully dispelled the spell, letting the sand slowly fall back to the ground, before turning to face Lilia.

The girl stared curiously at the grains of sand, clearly interested in the spell she had just witnessed.

"What kind of spell is that, teacher? It looks different from a regular shield."

"Flowing Barrier, a more advanced protective spell."

Ron explained briefly, "At your current level, it's too early for you to be interested in this kind of magic. Now, let's go see Andre."

Inside the reception room, Andrei, dressed in a simple robe, was sipping his tea.

Upon seeing Ron enter, he immediately put down his cup, a rare serious expression appearing on his face.

"Ron, I've investigated what you asked me to do." He cut straight to the point:

"Mrs. Allen's shop did close, but strangely enough, there is no official record of her leaving within the school."

Ron frowned slightly.

Mrs. Allen's departure was clearly more complicated than he had imagined.

“There are even stranger things.”

Andrei lowered his voice: "An anti-spy barrier has been set up around the medicine shop. Ordinary apprentices can't even sense the shop's existence when they pass by, as if it has always been an empty space."

Ron and Lilia exchanged a glance, both reading the same doubt and worry in each other's eyes.

"Should I continue the investigation?"

Ron thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"Not for now. There must be a reason why Mrs. Allen is being so cautious. Our rash intervention might only cause her trouble."

He turned to Lilia beside him and smiled slightly:
"Could you prepare some snacks for us? Andrei and I still have some things to discuss."

The two talked for a while longer, mainly about their respective progress.

Andrei also mentioned an important piece of news: his father's health seems to be deteriorating recently.

It would be best if Andrei maintained this illness, making it easier for him to return and inherit the throne...

As Ron saw the thirteenth prince off, he thought this with a hint of malice in his heart.

He then returned to the training ground and decided to continue practicing the "flowing protective barrier".

This time, instead of using ordinary sand, he obtained a special composite powder from the laboratory:

It is composed of a mixture of particles with different properties, and theoretically it can form a more comprehensive protective barrier.

"Let's test this new medium..."

Ron poured a small pinch of the compound powder into his palm and began to guide his mental energy to seep into it.

Unlike ordinary sand, this composite powder is more sensitive to mental energy, but also more difficult to control.

Each different component requires a precise energy ratio, much like playing a complex ensemble where every part must be perfectly coordinated.

The synergy from multiple professions working together is showing amazing results at this moment.

He was able to perceive and adjust the fluctuations of every tiny energy point with unprecedented precision.

Slowly and steadily, a rainbow-colored, translucent barrier took shape before him.

Unlike ordinary protective walls that are monotonous and transparent, this protective wall displays flowing rainbow colors, with each color representing the energy fluctuations of different elements.

Once the entire wall has stabilized, Ron begins to attempt shaping—another key characteristic of flowable wall systems.

Guided by spiritual power, the protective barrier transformed from a flat shield into a spherical enclosure, and then into a hexagonal prism. Each transformation was smooth and natural, without the slightest stiffness.

In the following period, Ron devoted a lot of time to practicing the fluid barrier.

He experimented with various mediums, from simple sand and water to complex metal powders, crystal powders, and even herbal extracts containing special energies.

Each medium requires different mental control techniques and will also give the protective barrier different properties.

The protective wall formed by water is flexible and elastic;
The barrier made of metal powder is strong and rigid;

Crystal powder can provide specific energy resistance;
Herbal extracts can provide the protective barrier with certain therapeutic or beneficial effects.

During a joint training session with Dale and Lilia, Ron attempted to use a flowing barrier to defend against Dale's water arrow attacks.

"Are you ready, Dale?"

Ron held a specially made iron pellet, ready to cast a spell.

"Anytime, Master!"

Dyer waved her little hand excitedly, and the humidity in the surrounding air immediately rose, with water molecules beginning to gather.

"let's start!"

The little siren suddenly waved her hand, and dozens of crystal-clear water arrows attacked Ron from all directions.

At the same time, Ron quickly constructed a spell, and a circular protective barrier with a metallic sheen unfolded around him.

The water jets struck the protective barrier, producing a series of crisp sounds, but none of them could penetrate the metal shield.

Ron felt each impact and subtly adjusted the energy density of various parts of the protective barrier to ensure the stability of the overall structure.

"Push harder, Dale!"

Ron encouraged him, while mentally assessing the resilience of the protective barrier.

The little siren bit her lower lip, a sly glint in her eyes: "Master, be careful!"

She clasped her hands together, then abruptly separated them, and the surrounding air became incredibly dry almost instantly.

All the water condensed into a giant water spear, more than ten times the size of an ordinary water arrow.

A thick layer of ice crystals condensed at the tip of the water spear, shimmering coldly in the sunlight.

"Amazing!" Lilia exclaimed from the side. She had never seen Dale unleash such a powerful attack.

Ron was also taken aback, but reacted very quickly.

He quickly reinforced the area on the retaining wall where the water spears were about to strike, while simultaneously making the entire structure appear curved to better disperse the impact force.

"Go!" Dale shouted, and the giant water spear shot out like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the protective wall.

boom!
With a muffled thud, ripples of energy spread across the protective barrier, but it remained intact.

The water spear was deflected, exploding into countless water droplets in the air and scattering all over the ground.

"Success!" Ron smiled with satisfaction.

Just then, he noticed a peculiar phenomenon:

The protective surface began to automatically adjust its structure, becoming more robust, especially the area that had just been hit by the water spear.

"Strange. I didn't actively adjust it."

Ron observed the change closely and suddenly realized what had happened.

The protective barrier seemed to have "remembered" the attack pattern from before and automatically reinforced the corresponding areas, preparing to deal with the next similar attack.

[First Ring - Flowing Wall Protection (Beginner) Experience Points +1]

Breakthrough! First Ring - Flowing Wall (Beginner 50/50) → First Ring - Flowing Wall (Proficient 1/100)

[Additional Trait Acquired: Memory (The protective barrier can retain a limited amount of memory and actively defend against attack types it has previously withstood)]

(End of this chapter)