Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 24 Sonic Oscillation (Prototype) Goodbye Tracy
Ron dragged his bruised body back to his room, and the pain and tension in his body finally found a moment of relief.

The Coronal Breathing Technique in his body was slowly repairing his damaged ribs and internal organs, but this self-healing process was not without cost—every breath was accompanied by piercing pain.

Although he saved his life, the pain made Ron constantly recall the extremely oppressive battle just now.

Those translucent sonic rings were almost impossible to dodge completely, and every attack caused him more harm than good.

If it weren't for the physical enhancement brought by the Knight Squire profession, he would have turned into a corpse long ago.

But what shocked him even more was the process of Darend's mutation - the blue light flashing in that deformed brain, the way the energy fluctuated, all of which proved the horror of banned drugs.

"I can't let this happen to me," Ron said to himself and took off his bloodstained coat.

When he checked his chest and abdomen, he saw purple bruises and several ribs that were obviously deformed. The slightest movement would cause severe pain.

[The self-healing effect of "Corona Breathing" is activated]

[It is expected to take 6-8 hours to complete most repairs]

Ron gritted his teeth and adjusted his breathing, guiding the energy in his body to flow to the injured area according to the principles of Coronal Breathing.

A warm feeling slowly spread throughout the body, and the damaged bones and tissues began to recover little by little.

This self-healing ability is one of the important characteristics of the Knight profession. Although the speed is not fast, the ability to repair itself without external help is undoubtedly a valuable ability in this dangerous world.

While waiting for his body to recover, Ron took out Darend's research notes and began to study them carefully.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, any resources that can enhance one's own strength should not be missed.

The first half of the notes mostly consisted of theoretical deductions and records of failed attempts, but the second half described in detail the construction process of the "sonic vibration" spell.

"Sound waves are not just a physical phenomenon, they are also another manifestation of mental power..." Ron recited the key sentence from his notes in his mind:
"Through specific frequencies, it can cause resonance in the mental force field, thereby generating a powerful shock wave..."

Darend's research direction is indeed unique. He tries to combine the musician's talent with spiritual power to create a completely new concept of spell.

Although it ultimately failed, his theoretical foundation was quite solid.

[Sonic Oscillation (Prototype) Experience + 1]

[Current progress: Sonic Oscillation (Prototype 5/100)]

As night fell, Ron finally closed his notebook.

After several hours of study, he had a general understanding of Dallend's conception.

It is not just a means of attack, but also a new way of using sound wave frequencies to influence mental force fields.

Although it is not perfect yet, it already has practical value.

However, the notes also mentioned the reason for Darend's failure - his mental stability and control were insufficient, which was why he needed the help of banned drugs, and he paid the price with his life...

"I'll start practicing tomorrow to get potions to improve mental stability. I remember the herbal medicine store should have them..." Ron muttered to himself, carefully putting away the notebook.

He knew that the day of the assessment was getting closer and closer. Although this encounter was dangerous, it also brought him unexpected gains.

In the Black Fog Jungle, opportunities and dangers often coexist. The key lies in how to grasp them.

And now, he is more convinced than ever that he can find his place in this world.

………………

The morning mist in the Black Mist Jungle had not yet completely dissipated, but Ron was already standing in front of the herbal medicine store.

He came earlier than usual today. In addition to his normal work, he also planned to ask Mrs. Allen about the mental stabilizer.

The bronze wind chimes rang crisply in the breeze, and the shop door opened silently.

"You're early, little one." The old witch's voice came from the dim shop. "It seems you have something important to ask me?"

Ron walked into the store, and a familiar smell mixed with various herbal aromas hit him in the face.

After this period of training, he can now distinguish the ingredients more accurately.

"Yes, ma'am." He bowed respectfully. "I'd like to ask you some questions about mental stabilizing drugs."

Mrs. Allen's eyes, which glowed with a faint green light, narrowed slightly. "Oh? Ordinary candidate apprentices rarely come into contact with..."

"Indeed." Ron nodded and briefly recounted what had happened to Darend last night.

Of course, he omitted the details of his battle, only saying that he was lucky and held on until the law enforcement team arrived.

Mrs. Allen listened quietly, frowning but offering no further comment. She simply nodded slightly. "Using music to perfect the sound wave transmission spell? This guy's idea is quite interesting. Although he's dead, his thinking should be correct."

She turned around and took out a booklet from under the counter, flipping through it quickly:

"I have a kind of stardust liquid that can enhance mental power. It does have the effect of stabilizing the fluctuations of the mental force field, making it easier to maintain the spell model."

Ron's heart moved: "Madam, do you have anything ready here?"

"Not now." Mrs. Allen closed the booklet:
"But I can teach you how to make a simple version. Although the effect won't be as good as real stardust liquid, it should be enough for beginners."

Ron said gratefully, "Thank you so much!"

"Don't be so quick to thank me." The old witch waved her hand.

"I can tell you the recipe, but you'll have to figure out the ingredients yourself. Also, this will serve as a test of your potion-making skills."

She took a scroll from the shelf. "Finish your work for today. I'll teach you how to make it when the time comes. Now, go and process those new batches of evening primrose rhizomes."

Ron took the scroll, nodded respectfully, and then started today's work.

Handling evening primrose rhizomes is a job that requires patience and precision.

The medicinal effects of this plant are mainly concentrated in a small section of tissue at the junction of the rhizome and the outer protective tissue needs to be carefully peeled off to extract the essence.

With the help of the ability of [Medicinal Herb Identification], Ron can more accurately determine the best cutting position for each evening primrose.

[Medicinal Herb Identification Experience + 1]

When the work was halfway done, the door of the shop was gently pushed open and a beautiful girl in a dark gray robe walked in.

Ron recognized her immediately - it was Tracy who was sent to the Black Mist Jungle with them.

Compared to the skinny hunter's daughter when I first met her, she has now completely transformed.

Her long brown hair was tied into a neat ponytail with a silver hairband, and her pretty face showed a restrained confidence.

The most obvious change was the light sapphire badge on her chest—the symbol of a mid-level apprentice.

"Good morning, Mrs. Allen." Tracy nodded slightly, her voice soft but forceful. "My instructor asked me to come and pick up the herbs I ordered last time."

"Oh, it's you." Mrs. Allen nodded. "The materials are ready. Please wait a moment."

The old witch turned to get the materials, while the girl looked around and finally landed on Ron who was processing the evening primrose.

For a moment, Ron felt their eyes meet in mid-air. Tracy narrowed her eyes slightly. "You are Ron?"

Ron was a little surprised. He didn't expect the other party to still remember him: "Yes, Tracy. Long time no see."

"What a coincidence." The brown-haired girl's expression was a little complicated. "I heard you've been working here for a while?"

Ron nodded, "Yeah, it's been a while."

She seemed about to say something else, but Mrs. Allen had already returned with a beautifully wrapped box:
"Here, it's all here. Remember to tell Wizard Corinna that the supply of Amethyst Grass has been unstable lately."

Tracy took the box and glanced at Ron again, her tone carrying a hint of concern: "How long until the final assessment?"

"Two months and three days." Ron answered without hesitation. This number had already been deeply engraved in his mind.

She just nodded slightly when she heard this: "Well, I wish you good luck."

After saying that, he turned and left the store.

After the shop door closed, Mrs. Allen looked at Ron in surprise and asked, "You know Corinna's student?"

"We are from the same hometown," Ron explained simply. "We were sent to the Black Mist Jungle together a few months ago."

"I see." Mrs. Allen nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

The morning was spent processing various medicinal herbs. Near noon, Mrs. Allen finally began to teach what she had promised to teach.

"Regarding the preparation of the stardust fluid, it originally required real star essence."

The old witch sorted her tools while explaining, "But that kind of thing is too precious, and ordinary apprentices can hardly get their hands on it."

From a locked drawer she pulled a vial of powder that shimmered with a faint silver light:
"This is moonlight crystallization, a product formed when moonlight shines on certain crystals on a full moon night."

(End of this chapter)