Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 526 Akasha's Records

"If only I could also master this power..."

A near-mad idea began to sprout in my mind:
"Can those unfavorable aspects of my past be rewritten?"

"Can the mistakes that have already been made be completely erased?"

“Even…” His thoughts became more dangerous:
"Can those enemies that should never have existed in the first place also be completely erased from history?"

The allure of this kind of thinking is as seductive as a whisper from the abyss.

But just as this thought was about to completely take over his reason, a clear, cold voice rang out like a thunderbolt:

"Ron, put away those dangerous ideas of yours."

Aseria's dragon shadow slowly appeared in the room.

Although it appeared ethereal due to the low magic environment, a warning flame burned in those ancient dragon eyes:
"I have seen too many wizards destroyed because of this idea."

"The ultimate form of power is the redefinition of reality itself."

But the price of this power is often the disappearance of the user.

Her tone became more serious:

When you start modifying the past, how do you ensure that 'your present self' still exists in the modified history?

This question was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, extinguishing the fervor in Ron's heart.

Yes, this is a fatal paradox:

If the past is changed, then all the conditions that led to the existence of this "self" in the present may also change.

Those who revise history may become the first victims of that revisionism.

"but……"

Acelia's tone softened slightly:
"Your longing reminds me of some past events."

A nostalgic glint flashed in her dragon eyes:

“Back when I was still working for Pandora, I heard her mention a legend.”

Ron immediately focused his attention.

As the strongest genius of that golden age, Pandora's secrets often possess extremely high value.

"Legend has it that there is an 'Akasha Record' in this universe."

Acelia began to recount her story:
"That is the repository of all information, recording all events from the beginning of creation to the end of the universe."

Her voice became even more mysterious:

"It includes not only the history that has already happened, but also all possible future branches, and even those parallel possibilities that 'never happened but could have happened'."

Ron was thrilled: "Then, is there anyone who can access this record?"

According to Pandora, only the ruling sorcerer kings and demons of each generation can selectively read the Akasha Records.

Acelia's tone became more serious:
"The existence of 'editing' records can be clearly established... which has never occurred in known history."

"However, there are also rumors that some particularly ancient and great beings may have possessed methods to indirectly influence records."

"for example?"

"For example, by planting 'seeds' at key junctures, we can guide history to develop in the expected direction."

Acelia was also somewhat uncertain:

"But this method is very different from actually modifying the Akasha record. Letting the seeds bloom and bear fruit naturally will lead to many uncontrollable issues."

"I understand, but all of this is too far away..."

He shook his head, forcing himself back to reality:
"I should now focus on the goals that can be achieved in the present moment."

Acelia nodded in satisfaction:

"This is the right mindset; aiming too high will only lead you astray."

In my current state, I should be able to try the path of becoming a historian.

With this thought, a memory that wasn't exactly ancient was retrieved from his mind.

That was at the Abyss Observatory, the night I had just completed my career transition as a historian.
………………

Silver moonlight streamed into the archives through the observatory's crystal windows.

At that time, Ron had just recovered from the huge shock of the job change ceremony.

I'm still getting used to the new sensations brought about by the [Blessing of Revelation] within my body.

The whole world seemed different to him.

Every object seems to tell its own story, and every ray of light carries the marks of time.

"Congratulations, Ron. You've successfully entered the field of history."

Professor Utter's voice remained gentle, just as it was during any of his usual instructional sessions:
"How are you feeling now? Have you adapted to the new sensory mode?"

“That’s amazing, Professor.”

Ron answered honestly:
"I can feel the flow of time and hear the echoes of history."

"now it's right."

Professor Yutel nodded, then nodded towards the Eye of Observation projection in the corner of the room:
"Senior, you can begin your observation now."

A synthesized mechanical voice immediately filled the archives:

"Yutel, since you insist, let's do as you say."

“Ron, what we’re about to tell you is secret knowledge known only to a very few people.”

Professor Utter's tone remained calm, as if he were conducting a routine academic discussion:

"How historians and astrologers can advance to become mystics."

"The first condition: [Dual perception]."

The Eye of Observation begins to reveal itself in detail, with the points of light in the pupil rearranging:

"You must be proficient in both history and astrology, and achieve a fusion of two completely different ways of perceiving at the level of consciousness."

The projection displayed a diagram of consciousness structure:

"Imagine your brain is divided into two separate processing systems. The left hemisphere focuses on historical perception of the past, while the right hemisphere focuses on astrological predictions of the future."

"Then, you need to build a 'consciousness bridge' connecting the two systems, so that information from the past and the future can be exchanged and verified in real time."

"The mental strain under these conditions..."

Professor Utter's voice was filled with deep awe:
"Enough to drive most Dark Sun-level wizards insane, but if you succeed, you will gain the ability to perceive the entirety of time."

"The second condition: [Triple Anchor Points]."

The observer continued to explain, noting that a stable triangular structure appeared in the projection:
"Past, present, and future—you must establish a solid mental anchor in these three dimensions of time."

“Anchor points in the past: choose those historical moments that have had a fundamental impact on your life trajectory.”

"Your current anchor point is your current state of being and your perception of your identity."

"The anchor point for the future is your deepest mission and ultimate goal."

"Instability at any anchor point can lead to the collapse of the entire time-aware network."

"The third condition: [Scene realization]."

Professor Utter's tone became more serious:

"This is the most difficult hurdle."

You must be able to fully materialize a historical scene, creating a real 'time bubble' in reality.

The air in the room began to subtly distort, as if something was about to break free:

"In the time bubble you create, the past will begin to flow anew."

Historical figures can make different choices, and events may unfold in entirely different directions.

This step should be an advanced stage in projecting the historical features of key figures.

Ron roughly understood the entire advancement condition:
"Then, there must be specific cultivation methods, right?"

He asked impatiently.

There are two main approaches.

Yutel began to impart the most precious cultivation secrets:
"The first one is [Space-Time Resonance]."

"You need to conduct astrological observations and historical research at the same time to find the inherent correspondence between astrological changes and historical events."

The corresponding chart appeared in the projection:

"You need to build a corresponding database to record the correlation patterns between various celestial phenomena and historical events."

When this database is comprehensive enough, you will be able to interpret the deeper patterns of history through astrology.

The Eye of Observation continued:

"The second is [historical anchoring]."

“Choose those historical moments that are fundamentally significant to you, and establish permanent spiritual anchors on them through continuous, in-depth observation and emotional resonance.”

"These anchor points will become your navigation markers in the river of time, and also the source of your strength."

The projection displays a complex network of anchor points, resembling an integrated circuit:
"But remember, choosing an anchor point is an irreversible process."

Once that connection is established, you become deeply bound to that period of history. Its rise and fall, its glory and its shame, will affect your very existence…

Recalling this, Ron's mood became somewhat somber.

Nari was the first to notice the change in his mood, and her voice became cautious:
"Honey, why...why are you suddenly so sad?"

"Did you remember something unhappy?"

Aseria sensed his sorrow, and the dragon's shadow swayed uneasily in the air:

"If I was too harsh just now, I can apologize..."

The concern shown by his two family members warmed Ron's heart.

They have all lived for countless years and witnessed countless partings and deaths.

But when faced with his grief, they all seemed so helpless.

"Mom, Acelia, I'm alright."

Ron gently comforted them:

"I just thought of Professor Utter and the knowledge he imparted to me."

"He must be a very good teacher."

Nari's voice became gentler:
"A person who can make my darling miss me so much must have an extremely noble soul."

"Yes, none of us want to see you in pain."

Acelia sighed:

“I’m not very good at comforting people… but I’m always here if you need me.” Ron couldn’t help but laugh.
"You know what? Right now, I feel like you're two little girls..."

“What do you mean by ‘little girl’?!” Nari immediately protested.

"Mom, I've lived for thousands of years! I'm a mature mother!"

"Me too! How could a member of the ancient dragon race be a little girl!"

Azalea was not to be outdone.

But the more she refutes him, the cuter she seems.

"thank you all."

Ron, instead, began to comfort them:
"Having a family like yours is the greatest happiness."

The professor would be very pleased to know that I have such caring people around me.

The two elders breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Ron regain his spirits.

"Yes, that's the right way to think about it!"

Nari's tone became lively again:
"We want teachers to see that their students are becoming more and more excellent!"

"So, what is the specific training plan?"

Acelia also regained her senses.

"The first step is training in dual perception."

Ron organized his thoughts:

"I need to find a point of convergence between historical research and astrological prophecy in my teaching practice."

Perfect timing! Lila has a personal tutoring session tomorrow; perhaps I can gain some inspiration from it.

The next morning, Ron waited for Lila to arrive in his private tutoring room.

This small classroom was decorated like a cozy tea room.

Soft light streamed in through the crystal windows, and the air was filled with the refreshing scent of calming herbs.

"Good morning, mentor."

Lila arrived right on time, and the third eye on her forehead flashed when it saw Ron:
"Your emotional state today... seems to have undergone some kind of change?"

Ron nodded to himself in approval of this keen perception.

“You’re very observant, Lila. Indeed, I was thinking about some things last night.”

Instead of explaining in detail, he turned his attention to today's lesson content:
"Today, we will continue our practice of perceiving emotional resonance."

Ron took out several different items from his storage bag:
An old copper coin, a withered leaf, a small piece of warm jade.

"These items all carry different emotional memories."

A historian's advancement requires reaching the formal wizard stage before preparations can begin, but the practice now will lay a solid foundation for you.

Lila looked at the items with some curiosity.

"Okay, now choose the item that catches your eye the most."

Ron guided him, “Don’t use your eyes to see, but use your third eye to ‘feel’.”

“Every time it is touched or used, it leaves a faint emotional impact on the object.”

These fluctuations accumulate within objects, forming a unique 'emotional spectrum'.

"Learning to perceive this spectrum is the first step to a deeper understanding of historical events."

Lila closed her eyes, and the silver vertical eye on her forehead slowly opened.

After some consideration, she chose the copper coin.

Subsequently, under his detailed guidance, Lila began to try this completely new way of perceiving.

"I felt... an extremely mixed mixture of emotions."

Her voice became dreamlike:

"There's warmth, there's anticipation, and a touch of reluctance..."

"Continue, and try to understand the source of these emotions."

"This copper coin... was once repeatedly touched by an old man."

Lila's perception deepened:

"He's missing someone, someone he hasn't seen in a long time."

Every time I stroke this copper coin, I'm reminded of the wonderful times I spent with that person…

"Excellent!"

Ron nodded in approval, saying, "Keep it up, and you'll become an excellent historian someday."

He also had his own insights during this teaching process:

[Historical Research (Proficiency) Experience Points +1]

Just as he was lost in thought, the air in the room suddenly became heavy.

An ancient pressure from the depths of time surged in like a tide.

Lila immediately closed her third eye, instinctively sensing that some creature beyond her comprehension was descending.

“Mentor…” her voice trembled, “Something has come.”

Ron felt his burning canine teeth and immediately realized what was happening:
"Lila, go back and rest. Remember, don't mention this to anyone today."

Although the three-eyed girl didn't understand what was happening, she could sense the urgency in Ron's tone.

She nodded shrewdly and quickly left the room.

As the door closed, ripples of time and space began to appear in the center of the room.

The next second, a blurry figure made of distorted light and shadow appeared in the room.

Sakran's four eyes flickered erratically, and his voice betrayed barely concealed anxiety:
"Human, you've been making too much noise in the river lately!"

The illusory projection of the hunting dog drifted erratically:
"Your frequent and deep regressions are like lighting a campfire in a dark forest. Hungry beasts are being drawn in."

"What is the specific situation?"

In fact, Ron was even somewhat looking forward to the hounds' attack.

“As I told you before, our people have been divided ever since that coward chose to ‘sleep’.”

Sakran's voice was full of dissatisfaction:
“My ‘Team Thirty-Six’ and some other old hounds all lived through that woman’s era.”

We are keenly aware of the horrors that exist, therefore we advocate caution.

"But the 'radicals,' who are mostly from the younger generation, have never experienced such terror."

The hound's tone grew heavier:
"They regard wizards who can interfere with time as their top prey, believing that devouring you will grant them rapid advancement."

These crazed young hounds mocked us, their predecessors, calling us 'terrified old dogs.'

This information made Ron think deeply.

The internal divisions within the Timehound pack present both an opportunity and a challenge.

The presence of conservatives provided him with a buffer, but the threat from radicals was very real.

"So, how do you plan to handle this problem?"

“I can discipline my subordinates, but those crazy young upstarts won’t listen to my orders.”

Sakran frankly acknowledged his limitations:
"What I can do is give you a warning through my canines when they get close."

Furthermore, I will create some 'time fog' around you. This will confuse your scent and disorient even the strongest hounds.

A cunning glint appeared in the hound's projected eyes:
"They'll come eventually, and they shouldn't be the kind of people you can't handle right now."

The subtext of these words is actually quite obvious:

Sackran was protecting his investment in this "Erica successor".

It wanted to ensure that Ron grew strong enough, and didn't want him to face a deadly threat too early.

Ron astutely grasped the other party's psychology.

“Sakran.” The allure in his voice was as tempting as the fruit of a snake:

"A throne cannot remain empty forever, and a coward who hides in the depths of time is not worthy of being called the Dog King."

Upon hearing this somewhat familiar opening, the hound's body trembled slightly, and all four eyes focused on Ron.

“You are very experienced, wiser than those younger members of your clan, and better at weighing the pros and cons.”

Ron continued his seduction:
“Keep being pragmatic. Once I establish my own kingdom, I won’t mind supporting a new dog king who truly understands order to ascend the throne.”

These words, connected deeply by the canine teeth, resonated intensely within Sackran's consciousness.

Timehounds are born with precognitive abilities, which are unconsciously activated when their emotions are fluctuating wildly.

Sakron's four eyes began to see fragments of a chaotic future:

On the battlefield of a war-torn other world, the young wizard before us has grown into a powerful figure who commands respect.

On a colossal throne formed from solidified time crystals, that familiar figure began to engage in an equal dialogue with various transcendent beings.
These fragments of the future flashed through Sackran's consciousness like lightning, terrifying him so much that he almost spat out his mouthparts.

While the future is always uncertain, this level of resonance will only emerge when an individual possesses the potential to truly change the world.

“You…you really could do that.” Sakran’s voice was filled with fear.

"I never promise myself anything I can't do."

Ron's answer was concise and confident.

But even in the face of such an alluring prospect, the massacres of the Erika era still left an indelible mark of fear deep in Sackran's soul.

Its loyalty and assistance are based more on the pursuit of greater benefits and the avoidance of deeper fears.

Sakran thought pessimistically:

"Another 'Erica'-like figure, always promising power and the throne, but in the end, all that is left for his followers is to be swallowed by the shadows."

"To become the new king? No, the best outcome would be to avoid being abandoned as a pawn when that day comes."

Ron keenly sensed the deep-seated distrust in the other person's heart.

But he didn't care.

He doesn't believe in the idea that loyalty that isn't absolute is the same as absolute disloyalty.

Complete loyalty has always been a luxury.

It is enough if the other party obeys his orders out of fear.

Sackran's projection began to turn transparent, indicating the connection was about to be lost.
"My time fog can only provide limited protection; ultimately, the outcome still depends on your own strength."

"I'll be ready."

(End of this chapter)