Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 556 An Invitation That Cannot Be Refused

He took a folder from his robes; the cover was embroidered with Vinard's personal mark in silver thread.

"First, let's start with the 'qualified' level rewards."

The folder opened automatically under Alistair's magical influence, and the first page was a beautiful architectural design drawing.

It was a stand-alone "treehouse" located in the middle of the Crystal Tree.

The overall structure resembles a blooming crystal flower, with each "petal" being an independent functional area.

"Independent residence and laboratory."

Alistair points to various parts of the design:
"There is a dedicated meditation room here, equipped with state-of-the-art mental amplification equipment;"

This is a private alchemy workshop, and all facilities are configured to the highest standards.
and this……"

He pointed to an area in the picture that emitted a pale blue light:

"A direct connection to the data terminal will grant you access to the colony's core database. You will have permission to access all the research materials that Professor Vinard has made available to you."

Ron carefully examined the design drawings, secretly marveling at them.

The design of this "treehouse" can only be described as luxurious, with every detail reflecting the highest level of craftsmanship.

The configuration of that meditation room alone was enough to make most wizards of the same level in the main world envious.

"In addition to accommodation, there were also supplies."

Alistair turned to the next page, and a long list appeared before Ron:
[Monthly Basic Allocation List]

3 bottles of high-purity fire element essence

5 pieces of deep-sea tranquil crystal

2 Sky Eye Stones

Earth Core Powder 50g

……

The list contains more than a dozen precious materials, each with detailed quality grades and usage instructions.

“The total value of these materials,” Alistair added aptly.
"Based on the market price in the main world, it is roughly equivalent to one hundred complete magic stones per month."

This number left Ron speechless.

One hundred complete magic stones are equivalent to one's original annual income.

Many of these materials are extremely rare even in the main world, and you might not be able to buy them even if you have money.

"Next up is the 'Good' level reward."

Alistair's tone became more serious:

"Personal guidance from the Grand Wizard—Professor Vinard will set aside half a day each week, despite his busy schedule, to personally instruct you in alchemy or enchanting."

"To the best of my knowledge, this is the first time in the history of the colony that someone has received such an honor."

The value of this reward cannot be measured in magic stones.

Personal guidance from a Grand Wizard is an opportunity that countless Dark Sun Wizards dream of.

Being able to discuss academic issues face-to-face with true experts not only provides knowledge but also elevates one's perspective.

"and this."

Alistair took out a crystal that emitted a soft blue light:
"The crystal grants access to the 'Magic Pool'."

With it, you can enter the magic pool for training at any time.

The crystal wasn't very heavy, but it gave Ron a substantial feeling.

“Finally.” Alistair turned to the last page of the folder:
"Formal invitation to the 'Excellent' award."

This page contains relatively simple content, yet it holds the greatest allure:
[Invitation to Technical Partner]

"Ralph, the teacher has shortlisted you as a candidate for 'Technical Partner'."

You are now eligible to participate in discussions regarding all subsequent core development plans for 'Stoker Star'.

Alistair's voice became exceptionally formal:

"According to the regulations, you will receive a direct share of the world's 'civilizational benefits' based on your contribution to the project."

At this point, his tone became 'considerate' again:
"Of course, considering that you initially expressed to the teacher your desire to 'wait and see for a while' first."

We fully respect your choice and have not arbitrarily included you in the list.

"My teacher asked me to tell you that this invitation is valid indefinitely."

When you feel the time is right and you want to pursue a deeper collaboration, you can meet with him at any time.

These words gave Ron enough face and room for choice, cleverly leaving the decision-making power in his hands.

Vinard didn't discuss any conditions; he simply presented all the benefits to Ron first.

He believes that a smart person, after experiencing all of this firsthand, will make the wisest choice.

Ron looked at the generous gift that seemed to have fallen from the sky, feeling a mix of emotions.

He certainly understood Vinard's intentions.

This is a superior bribery strategy compared to any contract.

Replace shackles with grace, and coercion with sweetness.

However, despite his understanding, Ron had to admit that such "bribery" was indeed hard to resist.

These resources are too important to his current development, so important that he cannot refuse them with pure reason.

“Associate Professor Alistair,” Ron began slowly.
"Please convey my gratitude to Professor Vinard. I will cherish this trust."

"So, regarding the move-in arrangements for the new accommodation..."

“We can start now.”

Ron made his decision: "I want to experience it as soon as possible."

On the very night he gained access, he stepped into the "magic pool" that Vinard had boasted to him when he first arrived in the colony.

As the entrance to the crystal dome slowly opened, what first caught the eye was not the pool water itself, but rather a series of intricately woven threads of energy.

They hang down from every node of the dome.

Intertwined in the air to form a three-dimensional network, it was as if the magical veins of the entire star field had been condensed into this space.

"In terms of technology and expertise, I am still far behind."

Ron carefully observed the direction of the energy threads, secretly marveling at them.

Each thread connects to energy nodes in different dimensions, using a spatial folding technique he couldn't comprehend to directly guide magic from distant star regions here.

These energies from different times and spaces converge, blend, and purify in the air, eventually transforming into the mysterious liquid in the pool that shines like liquid stars.

The surface of the pool water was not as calm as a mirror.

Upon closer inspection, it can be seen that each drop of "water" is actually a miniature magical vortex.

Countless vortices rotate at different frequencies, forming complex resonance relationships with each other.

I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to acquire the technology for the Magic Pool.

If one could be built in Nari's territory, the efficiency improvement would be unimaginable...

With that thought in mind, he tentatively took a step forward.

The next moment, these vortexes immediately sensed the magical fluctuations of the outsider and began to adjust their rotation direction.

"No wonder it can only be used for two hours a day..."

He understood the deeper meaning behind Vinard's words.

Such an environmental intensity is something even a Dark Sun-level wizard cannot withstand for long.

Just as mortals cannot stay in the deep sea for long, ordinary mental structures will quickly become saturated and overloaded in such a high-concentration magical environment.

Ron slowly removed his outer robe, revealing his lean and muscular body, which had become muscular due to long-term training.

The moment his toes touched the pool water, a gentle yet powerful energy surge immediately spread throughout his body along his nerves.

The feeling was like suddenly moving from barren land to fertile fields; every cell in my body was trembling with excitement.

As Ron ventured deeper into the pool, he felt a familiar "magical pressure" similar to that of the abyss.

Every breath requires "negotiation" with countless high-density magical molecules, and every heartbeat requires maintaining its magical frequency in this extreme environment.

"let's start."

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the pool and activated "The Star Eater's Ramblings".

In this environment, the connection with the stars becomes exceptionally clear.

Not only the constellations he was familiar with, but even the ancient stars that were usually hidden deep in the void began to flicker in his perception.

These starlight points are no longer distant, faint specks of light, but have become readily accessible sources of energy. The process of compressing magic is like the relentless forging of a divine weapon.

The push from 200% to even higher compression is as difficult as climbing a treacherous mountain peak, with each percentage point of progress being as challenging as that of climbing a steep mountain.

The enormous amount of magic power within Ron's body had become his heaviest burden.

It's like trying to compress an entire river into a single drop of water; the resistance involved is unimaginable.

As the compression increases, the "personality" of the magic becomes stronger and stronger.

Those originally docile energies began to show their own "will".

Lightning craves release and destruction, fire seeks burning and rebirth, and chaos is forever seeking more changes and possibilities.

To forcibly compress these drastically different "personalities" into the same container requires not only pure mental strength, but also profound understanding and superb coordination skills.

Fortunately, Ron’s extensive practice of the theory of “dissonant intervals” gave him a unique advantage.

During his week-long intensive training course at Yutel, he learned how to create a dynamic balance between opposing forces.
In his culinary practice, he mastered the technique of guiding different elements to resonate harmoniously.
Through heuristic teaching, he developed the ability to resolve conflicts and promote understanding.

All these experiences found their application in Magic Compression.

"Conflict itself is not the enemy..."

Ron maintained a clear mind despite the intense pain:
"The real challenge lies in how to create a grander harmony from different voices."

He no longer suppressed those "disobedient" magical forces.

Like conducting a large orchestra, assign the appropriate "voices" and "beats" to each type of energy.

The violence of thunder and lightning is channeled into the "forte" section of the entire symphony;
The fervor of the flames became the foundation of the "rhythm" that propelled the music forward;

The chaos and disorder then transform into ever-changing "variations" themes;
The core contradictions within our bloodline found stability within this harmony.

The two opposing forces have become a double spiral of escalating contradictions.

Each collision makes the entire energy structure more precise and powerful.

The compression process, too, became as passionate as music creation.

Whenever the magic density reaches a new critical point, Ron can feel a kind of exhilarating sensation similar to "rising tone".

The magic that has been compressed to the extreme has reached a level of purity akin to that of a work of art.

Every bit of energy is like fine steel that has been forged millions of times, retaining its original characteristics while acquiring entirely new qualities.

This increase in purity is directly reflected in his control over magic.

The spell effects that originally required ten parts of magic power can now be achieved with seven parts or even less.

This high purity of magic produces almost no "noise" or "leakage" when casting spells, making each of his spells as sharp as a scalpel.

Time loses its meaning in this deep meditation.

Sensing Ron's training state, the magical vortex in the pool began to adjust its frequency spontaneously, providing him with the most suitable energy supply rhythm.

The drooping energy threads became even more active, as if the entire magic pool was tailor-made for his cultivation.

This is the magic of a top-tier cultivation environment.

It is not a passive resource provider, but an active cultivation partner.

It can sense the cultivator's needs, understand the cultivator's predicament, and then provide the most appropriate help.

As the first rays of dawn shone through the crystal dome into the pool, Ron slowly opened his eyes.

The compression of magic power within my body increased from 237% last night to 240% this morning.

What may seem like a small 3% improvement actually represents a huge breakthrough.

At this stage, every 1% increase is equivalent to reforging one's own energy structure.

This 4% of magic is a level purer than any magic before it.

"At this rate..."

Ron stood up, feeling the intensely hot yet completely controlled energy within his body, like the core of a star, and silently calculated in his mind:

"It can improve the compression rate by about 25% to 30% per month."

To achieve a compression ratio of 300%, it will take approximately two and a half months.

Such a speed of progress has far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

In the main world, even those geniuses hailed as "once-in-a-century" need to measure their progress in years at this stage of cultivation.

He can now measure breakthroughs on a monthly basis, a gap that cannot be explained by "talent" alone.

This is a miracle resulting from the combination of top-tier resources and the right methods.

As Ron stepped out of the magic pool, he noticed that the energy threads on the dome had become brighter.

They seemed to "remember" his magical characteristics, and the next time they came, the entire environment would be fine-tuned according to his needs.

This "learning-oriented" training environment gave him a completely new understanding of Vinard's technical abilities.

"No wonder he was able to establish such a vast colony in such a peripheral star system..."

Ron gazed at the crystal tree in the distance, shimmering in the morning light, and a wave of emotion washed over him.

Behind every seemingly ordinary facility lies a profound and unfathomable technological foundation.

Such technology would likely require the resources of the entire academy to support in the main world.

Here, however, it was used to provide basic services to a foreign colony.

This is the terrifying power of a Grand Wizard.

They are no longer limited to their own individual strength, but are able to create their own "world".

In this world, they are the absolute rule-makers.

Back in his new home, Ron stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the morning view of the entire colony.

The distant mine, bathed in a silvery glow, appeared serene and peaceful; it was the "vein of resentment" that he had personally purified.

The engineers are systematically preparing for the purification operation, using the "Symphony of the Soul" theoretical system he designed.

The elders of the Three-Eyed Clan sat in meditation in the garden, their third eye on their foreheads opening and closing intermittently, monitoring the mental fluctuations in the air.

Several of them were his partners who fought alongside him during the purification ritual.

Danasau gardeners are tending to bio-modified bioluminescent plants, making the entire colony look like a fairytale world at night.

Some of the plant improvement plans also incorporated his theory of elemental harmony, which he summarized from his culinary practice.

Even the mixed-race apprentices had already begun their morning exercises.

Ron could sense that the magical fluctuations within them were much more stable than a few months ago, a fundamental change brought about by the heuristic teaching method.

This is a vibrant and orderly world, a civilizational marvel that brings together the talents of different races.

And now, his "fingerprints" are imprinted on every corner of this miracle.

Ron looked at his reflection in the window, and the last trace of hesitation in his heart completely disappeared.

He recalled his initial thoughts when he first arrived here—to maintain a cautious "wait-and-see" attitude and preserve a delicate balance among the various forces.

At the time, he naively believed that he could maintain a detached and neutral stance in this game.

But now it seems that the so-called "wait and see" has long lost its practical meaning.

His activities, which delved into the heart of the colony, forged an unbreakable bond between him and the future of the colony.

I have already gained immeasurable benefits from this deep involvement.

Top-tier cultivation resources, invaluable practical experience, precious networks of connections, and even a completely new understanding of one's own abilities.

These opportunities, which would require one to give everything to obtain in the Central Lands, became a natural reward for his "outstanding performance" here.

"At this point, I can't even convince myself to back down."

Ron looked at his reflection in the window and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He fully understood Vinard's "open scheme".

The great wizard never intended to bind him with contracts or coercive means from the beginning.

Instead, he opened a door to a higher world for Ron with the utmost generosity and the most generous terms.

This isn't exactly a conspiracy, because all the choices were in Ron's own hands.

Vinard neither deceived, coerced, nor concealed any risks.

But this is better than any conspiracy.

Because it precisely tapped into Ron's deep-seated desire for growth, his pursuit of power, and his curiosity about the unknown.

Faced with such an "invitation that cannot be refused," and an arrangement that would satisfy his deepest desires, any rational refusal would seem pale and powerless.

Ron took a deep breath, turned and walked to his desk, took out paper and pen, and began to write a letter:
A Formal Application to Professor Vinard Regarding In-Depth Collaboration

(End of this chapter)