Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 211 Recklessness is a Traditional Virtue of Spellcasters

Chapter 211 Recklessness is a Traditional Virtue of Spellcasters
"You mean you're going to the northern wasteland to conduct a research project on demonic magic?"

In Dean St. Deloitte's office, Dean Nico looked at the project application submitted by Jassiu and adjusted his glasses.

"Tsk, what kind of project is so important? Isn't it a bit dangerous to go to a place like that?"

Go find the dean; that's the fastest way Mia figured out that morning.

"Going to the dean is definitely the fastest way. If the calculation is wrong, I'll lose half my income next month!"

That's what Mia said at the time.

For Mia, "half her income" is considered a rather serious form of oath.

In response to the dean's question, Jia Xiu replied.

"Dean, to be precise, we won't go deep into the northern wilderness. At most, we'll only go to towns outside the border and complete the task in mixed-population areas. Those areas are also tourist attractions, so the danger is relatively low."

"That's it."

Dean Nico stroked his beard and pondered for a moment.

"What about your mentor? You're still a student, and for projects that require you to go out, you need a mentor."

"Me? I'm right here!"

Margaret, who was standing nearby, immediately pointed to herself and said.

"I am the mentor!"

Dean Nicole looked at the loud and boisterous Margaret and stared at her for two seconds.

His beard twitched, and his lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. All his unspoken words turned into a sigh, and he shook his head slightly.

They seemed to say nothing, but in fact they said everything.

"Dean! What do you mean by sighing!"

Margaret looked at her beloved headmistress in disbelief.

"You once said that I was the best student you had ever seen since you became principal."

The dean is indeed a dean; he has a wealth of rhetoric.

"You're still young. Although you're very good and have outstanding talent, you lack practical experience, so it's not very reliable. You still have a lot of room for growth."

Jia Xiu finally understood.

For Dean Nico, "having seen the best students" means the same thing as his former homeroom teacher often said, "having taught the worst students."

It's just meaningless.

The actual meaning is null value; it was just something I said offhand.

After comforting Margaret, Dean Nicole continued to ask Jassiu questions.

"Is Bubu going?"

“Bubu is going too.”

"That's alright, but Bubu isn't at his peak right now, and he's not very mature either."

Bubu wasn't at his peak; it was another primordial vampire who did it. As for his immaturity, that's no one else's fault; he's indeed young.

Although the absolute value of his age is high, the effective part is small. He died when he was still a little fairy, and after death, he became an undead and was sealed away not long after. His mental age is that of a child.

“Elizabeth will be there too,” Jassiu added.

"Who is Elizabeth?"

Jia Xiu timidly peeked out of his clothes, revealing a bat-like head.

"Our lab's consultant for researching vampire magic."

Dean Nicole and Elizabeth locked eyes.

Elizabeth frantically covered her head with her wings.

Dean Nico's squinty eyes gradually widened, as if he was trying to confirm whether he was seeing things correctly.

"Wow... your project team has a pretty diverse ethnic composition."

Dean Nico, surprised, managed to utter this remark.

"Is the danger no longer an issue?"

Jashu didn't mention Justina, because according to the Radiant Knight, she couldn't just appear in the Northern Wasteland.

It is said that this is due to an agreement between the gods on this side and the god-level power on the demon side, which, although not explicitly stated, is something they are both tacitly abiding by.

The harmful incidents that have occurred between the demon race and other races at this stage can only be considered minor frictions. Before a full-scale war breaks out again, the gods cannot directly intervene and enter the other side's territory.

Whoever leaves the game first is considered to be breaking the agreement and escalating the conflict.

This means that if Justina appears in the northern wasteland, it's hard to say what kind of demons have gone south.

It could very well escalate the regional conflict into a fierce, all-out war where neither side is prepared, or at least the human side is certainly not ready.

However, Justina assured that she would be waiting at the border and would be available if any problems arose.

If she encounters a problem that she really can't solve, she will try to find a solution.

For example, opening a spatial rift and pulling Jia Xiu and the others into it to take them away.

They have fulfilled their promise to the Great Holy Light to protect Jashhi.

She also cleverly exploited the bug that prevented gods from going to the wasteland. In the process of creating a rift and pulling people away, she only needed to reach out her hand; the person didn't need to go over.

How can you say she broke the agreement and went into the other party's sphere of influence?

Therefore, Justina is considered Jassy's trump card, responsible for providing a strong backup plan in the worst-case scenario.

Dean Nico pondered for a few more seconds, his solemn expression still suggesting he was not entirely satisfied.

"But this Ms. Elizabeth has difficulty moving around during the day."

"I don't think it's likely that any serious dangerous situations will occur during the day."

"Aren't you currently focusing on vampire magic? Why are you thinking about demon magic again? Having too many directions isn't good."

"I believe that mastering magic in one area can help us understand and be inspired in other areas."

Jia Xiu wrote a whole series of short poems.

"What about the project funding?"

"You can pay for it yourself, as long as you have a license."

It's really reassuring not to need to apply for funding.

"But the application doesn't clearly state what exactly needs to be done."

"These can all be added."

Because information about these government-sponsored projects needs to be made public, Jia Xiu did not write down the true purpose.

Failed.

I should have just made up some excuse about researching some kind of demonic magic.

"It all seems very suspicious. The details are incomplete, they're paying for it themselves and going to such a dangerous place, and the safety guarantees are poor. This is really..."

Judging from the dean's tone, it sounded like he was looking for a reason not to approve it.

What's wrong with Mia?

Is it because the computing power is insufficient, or was the morning too rushed?

Maybe we should consider smuggling ourselves into the country. It seems easier to avoid reporters than to go through the proper procedures.

Or you can just tell the dean what you want to do directly.

Judging from his experience of defeating the demon Belial in Celdarion, the Dean is definitely not related to the demons.

However, Dean Nico pointed out several problems with the project.

He said, "So in the end, I think... this project was approved."

"what?"

"It's approved? Huh? What's wrong?"

"Then everything you said before was a problem."

"There are problems, but approval is approval."

Jia Xiu looked at the squinty-eyed old dwarf in front of him with a puzzled expression.

What kind of logic is this?

Does he actually know something?

Yes, the dean is a legendary prophetic mage.

"Oh, I see, Dean. Did you predict what we were going to do?"

The old dwarf did not give a direct answer.

He simply said, "I wish you success in your research."

Hearing him say that, Jia Xiu felt that the dean must have figured something out.

"Dean, can you give me a hint as to whether we'll run into any major problems on this trip? I guess we won't. If there are any major problems, you won't let us go. Just let me know so we can be mentally prepared."

Jia Xiu did not ask if there would be any minor problems.

He felt that some minor problems were bound to arise. On the one hand, any plan will encounter minor problems in its actual implementation; having good ideas and doing them well are never the same thing.

On the other hand, when he retraces his past experiences, they are always accompanied by all sorts of unexpected events.

Perhaps this is the inevitable path to becoming a legend.

Jia Xiu even suspected that Ram's strong luck buff might not actually give Ram strong luck, but rather absorb the luck of other people around her into Ram.

Dean Nico did not answer Jia Xiu's request.

He smiled and said, "It cannot be said, it cannot be said..."

This was something Jia Xiu hadn't expected.

What the heck?

Didn't they say that prophetic magic is based on biological intelligence and big data? Why are they coming up with this "heavenly secrets cannot be revealed" nonsense?

What's the meaning.

Could it be that we've run out of tokens for today, and we'll have to pay more to ask for more details?

Seeing Jia Xiu's puzzled look, Dean Nicole finally said, "In short, just do your job."

"Okay, I'm relieved to hear that."

Jia Xiu felt that the dean had already given a clear indication that nothing serious would happen this time, so he got up and prepared to take the dean's permission to complete the other necessary procedures.

Going through official channels has its drawbacks; there are always a lot of procedures to go through.

After seeing Jia Xiu and the others off, Dean Nico jumped off his chair.

The furniture in his office wasn't entirely suitable for a person of short stature.

It falls between the size of a dwarf and a human, but is one size larger than the size of a human.

As the dean, there are also requirements for one's image. If one sits too low, one will appear to lack authority.

He strolled all the way to the cabinet where he kept his prophetic crystal ball.

Opening the lower level revealed a pile of shattered crystal balls.

Compared to when he calculated Jia Xiu's number upon enrollment, the number is now greater.

Dean Nico never gave up on his prophecy about Jaxiu, not only out of curiosity about Jaxiu.

More often than not, it stems from a competitive spirit and a desire for challenge.

He had never encountered such an unpredictable target in a long time, or more accurately, in his entire career.

According to his judgment, something extremely important and decisive variable is missing.

This caused the prophecy to completely fail, and even the crystal ball cracked.

After such a long period of research, he was certain that there were only two things about Jia Xiu that were completely unknown.

His origins.

His patriarch.

Jia Xiuren appeared suddenly in Riverwood. His previous experiences and family relationships were blank, as if he had appeared out of thin air.

They look like refugees caused by dimensional turbulence.

This has happened before.

Due to unpredictable and chaotic fluctuations between planes, beings that do not belong to a plane are accidentally transported to this plane. There are hundreds of recorded instances of this, including intelligent beings.

It's not that special.

The biggest unknown is the sect leader.

Even if the sect leader doesn't know who he is, even if he's a god, he shouldn't be unable to predict anything and just explode the crystal ball.

It's not like he hasn't made prophecies about God.

As a mage, and a legendary mage at that, how could one not inherit the fine tradition of the mage world of attracting the gods with one's achievements?

In fact, Dean Nico had made predictions about most of the gods.

It's not that there are no explosive balls, but this is the first one where you keep exploding balls and never get anything useful.

Dean Nico took a deep breath.

I've decided to try again.

He felt he understood Jia Xiu better now, and this time things should be different.

Actually, I thought the same thing dozens of times before.

Dean Nico took out a crystal ball wrapped in velvet, a legendary artifact he treasured.

It's different from the genuine products that were blown up before.

I adjusted my state.

I feel great.

Intelligent beings are strange; sometimes they enter a state where they feel they are omnipotent.

Dean Nico closed his eyes to rest, then opened them, his gaze firm and confident.

He opened his arms and faced the crystal ball.

He had a premonition that this time, he would use the best prophetic spell of his life.

The magic guidance is excellent, the spell circuits are excellent, the information input is excellent, and every step is just right.

Dean Nico's brain began to work at lightning speed.

His premonition was accurate; he indeed used the prophecy spell, which he was extremely familiar with and could use without thinking, at a level he had never achieved before in his life.

The legendary crystal ball began to tremble, but it did not shatter. In the past, it would have exploded at this point, but this one held on.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.

Dean Nico was in high spirits, as if he had rediscovered the youthful vigor of his younger days.

He sensed that the final outcome of the prophecy was imminent, almost within reach.

But it was that last little distance that seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, disrupting all his calculations.

The failures of the past were all caused by this.

However, he doesn't intend to give up this time.

Dean Nico concentrated, bloodshot eyes appeared, his nasal cavity felt hot and blood flowed out directly, his whole body turned red, and his body temperature rose uncontrollably, almost as if he were burning.

Even so, he still did not stop the spell.

A spellcaster who is unwilling to risk his life for knowledge can never become a legend.

However, even the strongest willpower cannot overcome the gap of reality.

Dean Nicole clearly felt his life force slipping away, and he was close to fainting.

Suddenly, just as consciousness was about to be completely lost.

The world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

Legend has it that the crystal ball did not crack, the spell did not stop, and it seemed to have escaped his control, running smoothly on its own.

The entire crystal ball was stained with a pure, almost unreal black, as if it could absorb all light.

Before Dean Nico could figure out what had happened, his consciousness was pulled away...

……

After a while, Dean Nico came to his senses.

He glanced at the clock; only half a minute had passed, but it felt like hours.