Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 187 Deformable Resin
“Memory…” Ron murmured to himself, his eyes sparkling with surprise.

This additional feature transforms the Flow Barrier from a passive defensive tool into a protective system capable of self-learning and evolution.

As the number of times it is used increases, the barrier will become increasingly difficult to breach, especially when facing repeated attacks of the same type.

"Dale, one more time!"

Ron told the opponent to continue attacking: "Use the same attack as before!"

Although the little siren was a little confused, she did as instructed.

When the second, equally massive water spear struck the protective barrier, Ron deliberately refrained from any additional reinforcement, maintaining only the basic mental energy input.

To everyone's surprise, the protective barrier easily withstood the attack, and this time there was almost no energy fluctuation, as if it had been prepared in advance.

"You have completely...mastered this advanced spell?"

Lilia watched this scene in disbelief, her voice filled with admiration.

“Not only that,” Ron explained:

"Its defensive effect is even stronger than I imagined. The intensity of Dale's attack just now was comparable to the signature spell of a high-level apprentice."

He began to consider more possibilities for this ability:
If the protective barrier is exposed to various types of attacks—physical impact, burning flames, freezing frost…

Is it possible for it to gradually form a comprehensive defense system?
“Lilia, prepare some testing equipment for me.” Ron turned to the girl, his eyes gleaming with excitement:
"I need to test the limits of this memory ability."

In the days that followed, Ron devoted himself to in-depth research on fluidized wall protection.

He designed a series of tests to expose the barrier to various types of attacks—Dale's water attacks, Ailan's plant whips, and even elemental shocks simulated using alchemical devices.

Each test confirmed the power of fluid memory—the protective barrier can indeed "learn" and adapt to various attack patterns, becoming increasingly difficult to breach.

In addition, this memory ability seems to have a certain degree of generalization.

For example, after "learning" how to deal with Dale's water arrows, the barrier also showed better resistance to other types of sharp shots, although not as perfect as against specific learned attacks.

"It's almost like it possesses some kind of primitive intelligence..."

Ron silently sensed the specific flow of energy and saw the protective barrier automatically adjust its structure to cope with the new round of attacks.

During the research, Ron also discovered another amazing property of the flowing wall:
It can easily deform according to the user's intentions, forming various complex geometric structures.

This shaping ability not only helps enhance defensive capabilities but also gives the protective barrier more tactical uses.

In the simulated battle, Ron successfully used the Flowing Barrier to capture a fast-moving target—a clump of vines controlled by Ailan.

The protective barrier deformed at an astonishing speed, rapidly transforming from a flat shield into a closed spherical cage that completely enveloped the vines.

"In the bloodline altar, the value of this ability is immeasurable."

Ron concluded, looking at the specially made composite powder in his hand:
His latest masterpiece is made from a carefully blended mixture of various materials, creating a highly balanced and multifunctional protective barrier.

"It can not only defend against various physical and elemental attacks, but also resist a certain degree of mental interference."

Ron muttered to himself, "If this is combined with my research on the 'sonic oscillation erosion state'..."

A complete combat system gradually took shape in his mind:

The Flowing Barrier provides all-around protection, the Sonic Oscillation Erosion state is responsible for long-range attacks, and the Radiant Ring serves as a means of both offense and defense at medium and close range.

The three spells work together to form a combination with almost no obvious weaknesses.

In addition to his inherent knightly strength, and the powerful explosive force after his blood boils...

"Let's practice more first, after all, you never know what we'll encounter when we go in."

………………

Ron sat in the center of the laboratory, the Soul Steel before him gleaming with a cold silver light under the magic crystal lamp.

He had tried countless times to "activate" the soul steel, but he still failed to break through the final bottleneck.

Whenever spiritual energy seeps into the depths of the metal in an attempt to awaken some kind of "life characteristic," the soul steel always reverts to its ordinary metal state before reaching a critical point, as if it lacks some crucial catalyst.

"Another failure..."

Ron rubbed his temples, his eyes dry and tired from focusing for so long.

He picked up his notebook and looked through the data from the most recent experiments.

Every parameter adjustment, energy injection path, and vibration frequency of each attempt was meticulously recorded.

But no matter how you adjust it, the result is always the same—Soul Steel can accept spiritual imprints, but it cannot truly "come alive".

"Master, are you still troubled by that stubborn piece of metal?"

A silvery voice came from the doorway.

The little siren leaned against the door frame, her large, purplish-blue eyes sparkling with a playful light.

As her body has grown and developed, she has shed her initial shyness and become increasingly lively and cheerful.

“I brought you a cup of hot tea. Sister Lily said you’ve been working for ten hours straight.”

Ron then realized that the dawn sunlight had already shone into the laboratory through the window, and before he knew it, an entire night had quietly passed.

“Thank you, Dale.” Ron took the teacup, sipped it, and felt the warm liquid soothe his dry throat.

How was your training today?

"Super smooth!"

Dale jumped up excitedly, her long silver hair swaying gently with her movements: "I can now completely control the deformation of my body! Look!"

She raised her little hand, and the webbing between her fingers disappeared in the blink of an eye, her skin becoming indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person.

Then, with a single thought, her fingers instantly regained the translucent webbed membrane unique to sirens.

"and this!"

Dale proudly raised her chin, and with a gentle wave of her hand, water molecules in the air quickly condensed, forming a delicate ice crystal dagger: "A new skill I just mastered yesterday!"

"You've made great progress."

Ron smiled approvingly and patted her head lightly, "If you keep this up, you might just beat me one day."

"Not always!"

Dale pouted, "Master's magic is too strange. Last time I was in the training ground, I was made dizzy by that sonic oscillation."

Ron frowned at the mention of magic.

His sonic oscillation erosion state is indeed incredibly powerful, but it also presents a significant challenge in terms of control. How to balance power and control in the upcoming Bloodline Altar Trial is a question that requires careful consideration.

"By the way, Master, Mother Ailan needs to speak with you."

Suddenly, Dyer remembered something: "It seems to be about the newly planted herbs in the courtyard."

"Oh?" Ron put down his teacup. "What's wrong?"

"That's not the problem, it seems to be those herbs..."

Dale scratched her head: "Alan's mother said their growth pattern is very special and wants you to see it."

Ron followed Dale to the backyard.

Recently, Ailan has transformed the courtyard into a herb garden, where various rare medicinal herbs are thriving under her meticulous care.

Ailan stood beside a patch of grass that shimmered in the light, her face showing a rare excitement.

“Master, you’ve come at the perfect time.”

The tree spirit turned around and said with a smile, "This batch of Sunflower Grass has undergone a very special mutation."

Ron crouched down and carefully examined the herbs.

Its leaves have an unusual golden-red sheen, and its stems are much thicker than those of ordinary sunflowers.

“This is…” Ron reached out and touched one of the plants, immediately feeling a warm energy emanating from his fingertips: “A mutated plant?”

"Not only that," Ailan said, gently stroking the grass stems, her voice tinged with mystery.
"They seem to resonate with your Erosion Symphony in some way. I've noticed that these grasses become more active every time the master practices that spell in the training ground."

Ron raised an eyebrow; this discovery greatly surprised him.

As a terrible form of pollution originating from the stars, the Erosion Symphony should theoretically be harmful to plant life.

But these Sunflowers did the opposite, and as a result, they gained some kind of enhancement?
“Perhaps… it’s because the master’s magic has transformative properties, rather than being purely destructive?” Ailan tentatively suggested.

Ron fell into deep thought.

Indeed, pollution is sometimes not just destruction, but a deeper form of "restructuring":
It does not simply destroy the target's physical structure, but rather alters the target's "mode of existence" to some extent.

"I need to investigate this phenomenon."

Ron said softly, carefully picking a few mutated Sunflowers: "These might be useful for my current research project."

Back in the lab, Ron immediately conducted a detailed analysis of these mutated plants.

Through his "extraordinary discernment" ability, he discovered that the cellular structure of these plants had undergone subtle changes, forming a more active energy cycle system.

“Interesting… These cells seem to have mutated into some kind of ‘adaptive’ ability, capable of absorbing and converting external energy.”

Ron looked thoughtfully at the cell sample under the microscope, and a bold idea suddenly formed in his mind:

If plant cells can adapt to and utilize erosive energy, are there other substances that possess the same properties, or even more so?

His mind raced, searching for every possible clue. Suddenly, a familiar term popped into his head—deformable resin.

The "Abyssal Creatures Compendium" mentions that this special substance from the fourth layer of the abyss has extremely high plasticity and adaptability, and can integrate the characteristics of different organisms to form a new whole.

Isn't this exactly the key attribute needed for the "furnace concept"?

He fell into deep thought, as if he had gained some insight.

Based on his previous analysis of the substitute puppet using "supernatural identification," its ability to absorb and assimilate the characteristics of abyssal creatures was due to the presence of deformable resin within the puppet...

“The Central Lands…the Crystal Spire…” Ron’s gaze deepened:

"There should be more abyssal material data and samples there. After the Bloodline Altar, we must find a way to break through to the Wizard level as soon as possible and then go there."

"The abyssal substances mentioned in the 'Abyssal Creatures Illustrated Guide'... deformable resin is just one of them."

Ron flipped through his notes, his eyes gleaming:
"Blood crystal, black sand essence, time amber... each one possesses unimaginable potential. If one could collect and master these substances..."

The idea of ​​going to the Central Lands to access more knowledge of the Abyss and obtain various Abyssal materials and treasures is no longer a distant plan, but an urgent need.

Every day's research proves that these abyssal substances have irreplaceable value for transcending conventional limitations and reaching higher realms.

"Teacher, lunch is ready!" Lilia's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Ron's thoughts.

"Okay, I'm coming," Ron replied, carefully putting away the substitute puppet and the mutated sunflower grass before getting up and heading towards the restaurant.

In the restaurant, Dale was already sitting at the table, her little hands tapping restlessly on the table.

Ailan helped Lilia set out the tableware. Although she couldn't eat normally and only needed to sunbathe and drink water, she always stayed with everyone.

"What's the main course today?" Ron pulled out a chair, sat down, and unfolded his napkin.

"The silver-eyed fish that Dale caught was marinated with the new type of herbs you developed a few days ago."

Lilia answered with a smile, and served a plate of delicious-looking fish:

"There are also organic vegetables grown by Sister Ailan, and soup made by stewing them together with the fungi she cultivates."

“I caught it myself!” Dale proudly announced. “It weighs a full four pounds!”

"That's amazing!" Ron praised with a smile, gently stroking the little siren's silver hair.

"It seems I won't have to worry about food anymore."

"Of course, Master can focus on studying those strange spells, and leave the rest to us!" Dale patted her chest confidently.

"Speaking of research..." Lilia asked cautiously, "Teacher, has your research made any progress?"

Ron sighed softly:

"The most crucial step is still missing. I need some kind of 'active' factor to turn my creation into a semi-living entity, and ordinary materials obviously cannot meet this requirement."

For a moment, silence fell over the table; he had unknowingly become the conversation killer.

After quickly finishing his meal, Ron hurriedly prepared to throw himself back into endless experiments and research.

"Master, you need to rest."

Ailan suddenly stopped him and handed him a cup of herbal tea with concern: "You've been working for three days straight."

The vines beneath her skirt lifted up a bronze mirror, reflecting the young man's heavy eye bags and haggard appearance.

Only then did Ron feel the overwhelming fatigue wash over him, and could only nod and say:

"You're right, we really should take a rest."

(End of this chapter)