Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 232 Plundering the Dark Wizard's Resource Vault
Inside the highest-level laboratory of the Curse Spell Research Institute, countless pupils on Rashid Taliel's forehead eye were crowding together, vying for that single observation window.

Some pupils are cruel, some are excited, and some are joyful.

Inside the isolation room in front of him, a white wizard apprentice from a minor wizarding organization, captured by a dark wizard, was screaming in agony. The white wizard apprentice's skin was peeling off naturally, turning him into a bloody mess.

Seeing this, Rashid Taril not only didn't feel disgusted, but nodded repeatedly. "Not bad, not bad, the groundwork for this top-tier project is complete. My previous guess was completely correct."

"The remaining task is to translate the results into practical applications. There is still a long way to go from a successful experiment to producing usable results."

Rashid Taril suddenly sensed that the magical energy tide inside the Cursed Spell Research Institute seemed to have changed for a moment. He looked around in confusion, but couldn't find anything else amiss.

“Something seems off.” Rashid Tahrir’s eyes narrowed with suspicion as he coldly spoke through magic to the research institute’s central control room, “What happened?”

Has my Pandora's Box leaked?

The first-class wizard apprentices in the central control room responded immediately, somewhat alarmed. "No, no, no, Instructor Rashid Taril, nothing has happened."

"We were just repairing the research institute's defense system. There was a small malfunction, so the automatic defense system was activated, but we've now finished fixing it."

Rashid Tahrir's forehead eye shrunk into a disgruntled pupil. "The Mirror Blood Curse is a very subtle blood curse; don't update it unnecessarily."

"If something goes wrong, you guys are incapable of fixing it. I'll have to clean up your mess. Damn it, that guy Seflin is finished. All the previous investments were wasted, and now all I have are a bunch of useless people like you. Damn it, I'm so annoyed."

"Why can't I produce a talent like Hussein? That way, I won't be ridiculed by my peers every day!"

Rashid Tahrir continued to focus his attention on the isolation room. He disconnected from the system and muttered to himself, "It's alright. As long as I finish this blood curse on wizard apprentices, my reputation among my peers will soon be back."

"This blood curse system is absolutely wonderful. I also want to thank the Blood Lord for giving me this idea and the initial data. I think he really hates those white wizards in Lilith's Hut, hehehe..."

"me too."

……

In an unnamed corridor of the research institute, Locke already knew that the space inside the mirror was enormous, and the research institute itself was also very large.

Although it's called a research institute, it's actually more like an underground ecological space.

The population density here is extremely low, even lower than that of the city-state of Corinth, so Locke did not encounter a single dark wizard along the way.

He was likely teleported to an area that is not frequently visited by people.

Many rooms were locked with magic alloy and magic locks, preventing Locke from entering.

Locke drank a bottle of Spirit Spring Soul-Surge Potion to restore most of the mana he had lost while fighting the Blood River.

He pulled out a magic map from his astral ring. The image on the magic map automatically shrank and displayed a green dot, representing himself.

There's also a red dot above, showing Rashid Taril's approximate location.

"Hmm, the distance between me and Rashid Taril is still quite far." "I should have asked Elagabalus to create a function to draw the location of my companions. Miscalculation, miscalculation." Locke looked at the magic map, confirmed his approximate location, and his eyes brightened slightly.

According to the map, he was randomly teleported to a location next to a small resource vault belonging to a dark wizard.

"It's about a hundred meters away. After turning the corner, we'll reach one of their small resource depots." Locke followed the map and was surprised to find that the magic alloy door to the small resource depot was still open.

Moreover, there were two second-class wizard apprentice staff members and one first-class wizard apprentice staff member in that small resource warehouse, who seemed to be moving something inside, which is why it was not closed.

When they saw Locke, they were all shocked. The next moment, two ominous mandrake vines pierced the hearts of the two second-class wizard apprentices.

Because the plant magic penetrated their hearts, they died instantly.

The first-class wizard apprentice cast a paralysis spell on Locke, but Locke, defying the curse, ignored it with his magical pressure and the Bear Spirit Elixir, and charged straight at him. A Nightmare Mandrake vine restrained him, and at the same time, Locke used the "All Plants Are Soldiers" technique to unleash ten swords at him in an instant.

They severed the limbs of the first-class wizard apprentice, a black wizard with a magic power of around 200, and sealed his mouth, ears, eyes, and nose with Wild Grass Entanglement and Iron Wire Tendon Grass Seeds, thus disabling his combat ability without killing him.

"Now I understand what it felt like for Hussein to fight seven first-class wizard apprentices all by himself." Locke walked into the dark wizards' small resource store. "The gap between first-class wizard apprentices is bigger than that between a person and a dog."

Locke entered the resource vault like a wolf among sheep, his eyes gleaming. "What incredible luck! I just happened to stumble upon an open resource vault."

"this is……"

“Cursed Tumor Wine.” Locke saw five large transparent glass jars on the shelf, with a black tumor-like substance floating inside.

Locke didn't stand on ceremony; he opened a can and drank it down.

Instantly, he felt a cursed power rapidly transforming into pure spiritual energy, enhancing his magical power.

“We’ve struck gold. Cursed Liquor is a special substance distilled from a special cursed creature. When a wizard apprentice takes it, it can permanently increase his mental strength,” Locke said. “Although its effects are far less than the spinal fluid of the Tartarus Cave Worm, and resistance will quickly develop after taking it a few times.”

"But to have this kind of gain is already a pleasant surprise."

I only learned about this item from the two black wizard slaves under my control. It was an item awarded by the Blood Curse Court to students who made special contributions, similar in status to the Star Tear Potion and the Blood-Weeping Dragon Sunflower Potion in Lilith's Hut.

However, since Locke had never drunk this kind of wine before, it could indeed enhance his magical power. This was considered a secret recipe and unique skill of the Blood Curse Court.

Locke looked at the shelves and found that in addition to this cursed wine, there were many cursed items or materials, such as cursed stomach pouches, blood navels, and resentment-stitched bone needles, etc.

Although it didn't help him much, it didn't stop Locke from using three Ominous Mandragora Vines, which, like numerous tentacles, to completely empty the small resource repository.

Anyway, I can still make a lot of money by packaging and selling them directly to the Chimera Market!
"That felt amazing." Locke steadied himself. "Is this what it's like for dark wizards every day?"

"Calm down, calm down, I am a white wizard."

(End of this chapter)