Wizard: Starting with Dealing with Magical Plants

Chapter 323 Unexpected Incident

Luo Lin stood there, slightly out of breath, feeling his head throbbing.

It shattered twenty-seven targets and was grazed five times by energy arrows, but suffered no real damage.

Lina lowered her longbow, a look of approval on her face.

"Not bad, you got used to this rhythm on your first try."

"Its mental resistance to interference is very strong, and its energy manipulation is also very stable."

"I was a bit flustered at first, but it got much better later."

Silas nodded: "Multi-target handling and precise control are fundamental to dealing with complex battlefields."

"This ability is especially crucial when facing enemies that may have multiple attack methods or summoned units."

"Starting tomorrow, this training will be added to your daily curriculum, and the difficulty will gradually increase."

Oleg and Lina gestured to Silas and then left the training ground. Silas walked up to Rolin and tossed him a small leather bag.

"Inside are [Energy Elixir] and [Stardust]."

"If you are too mentally or physically exhausted after training, you can use it in moderation, but don't become dependent on it."

"Recovery mainly relies on meditation and self-care."

Luo Lin took the leather bag; it felt heavy in his hand.

"Thank you, instructor."

"No need to thank me, it was a quota specially applied for by Master Evelyn." Silas waved his hand. "Your training intensity will be very high, and without recovery aids, your body won't be able to handle it."

"Remember, training is for improvement, not destruction. If you feel you can't take it anymore, just say so; don't force yourself."

"clear."

By the time we left the training ground, it was completely dark.

The lights of Muta City blend together in the night, reflecting the starry sky.

Upon returning to the stone house, Rowling did not immediately use the potion, but instead first engaged in a deep meditation.

He stopped only when he felt that his mental and stellar energy had recovered to about 50-60%.

He took out the leather bag Silas had given him and emptied its contents.

Two crystal bottles, each about the size of a thumb, one containing a pale blue, viscous liquid, which is an energy potion;

The other bottle contained some shimmering silver powder, stardust, which could accelerate the condensation of star power.

Keep it safe.

These are all strategic materials and should not be wasted.

After eating a quick bite, Luo Lin sat back down at his worktable.

My body and mind are exhausted, but my brain is unusually active.

The simulated battles during the day, the close-quarters combat with Oleg, and Lina's multi-target training—a wealth of information and combat experiences churned in my mind, requiring me to sort them out and digest them.

He opened his notebook and began to refine his tactical plans for dealing with the abnormal observer units, as well as his defensive strategies against the possible attack methods of the Pale Hand, based on the training he had done during the day.

I worked until late at night, until my eyelids became heavy, then I blew out the magic lamp and fell into a deep sleep.

Even in sleep, there seems to be no peace.

The shattered dreamscape is interwoven with chaotic, dark red light and shadow, Oleg's heavy short stick, Lina's swift arrows, and the endless snowstorms of the north, along with a vague sense of crisis.

The next day, before dawn, Rowling woke up.

Meditation, washing up, morning exercise.

Then, with a solemn expression, he walked toward Master Evelyn's office.

Today is the day Marcus's expedition is scheduled to send back a message.

Several people were already standing at the office door.

Master Evelyn, Deacon Otto, and Hawke were all present, along with several wizards whom Rowling did not recognize but whose auras were powerful; they were clearly high-ranking members of the council or heads of relevant departments.

The atmosphere was solemn.

Luo Lin silently walked to the side without saying a word.

Time passed little by little.

The magic clock on the wall ticked away, each tick striking a chord in people's hearts.

Finally, a crystal ball connected to a remote communication array in the office lit up with a faint but steady light.

Master Evelyn immediately stepped forward, placed her hand on the crystal ball, and closed her eyes to sense it.

Everyone held their breath.

A moment later, Master Evelyn opened her eyes, her face more solemn than ever before, even—with a hint of shock.

She slowly withdrew her hand, looked at everyone, and said in a low, clear voice, "Marcus has sent back a message. They have arrived at the core area of ​​the first spatial disturbance point."

"There, they discovered an ancient site that was in a semi-activated state."

"Style belongs to the observer civilization."

"There are numerous signs of battle around the ruins."

"More than twenty corpses of members of the Pale Hand."

"as well as----"

She paused, then said, word by word, "The remains of three severely damaged Observer Protocol units of unknown type."

"High concentrations of death magic contamination detected."

"Stable spatial channel fluctuations were detected at the entrance to the ruins."

"The energy reading at the other end of the channel is extremely high, and it carries strong characteristics of an order that is of the same origin as the purification protocol, but much older and colder."

"Marcus judged that the Pale Hand seemed to be attempting to force its way into the ruins and was engaged in fierce combat with the observer units guarding the ruins."

"Both sides suffered heavy losses."

"And that spatial passage—it likely leads to a deep facility of some observer civilization that still retains some functionality, or—"

Master Evelyn's radiance swept over everyone, finally landing on Rolin, and she uttered a prediction that made everyone's hearts stop: "A regional master node that is still executing the purification protocol."

The office fell into a deathly silence.

The air seemed to freeze, with only the faint light remaining on the surface of the crystal ball shimmering gently, reflecting the extremely solemn expressions on everyone's faces.

Regional master node.

These words were like icicles, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

What does it mean to have a still-functioning observer civilization control center?

This means that it may retain a complete library of protocol instructions, energy dispatch authority, and even—the ability to directly command secondary adjudicators or even higher-level units!

If the pale hand's target is that node—

Deacon Otto was the first to break the silence, his voice chillingly cold: "Marcus's team's current position? Their condition?"

Master Evelyn lightly tapped the crystal ball with her finger, and a miniature magical map was projected onto the table.

A striking red dot marks a blank area deep in the permafrost, about 150 kilometers northeast of the pale ice cliffs, marked as an "unknown energy anomaly zone".

"Here, the team's status is as follows: two players are slightly injured and have suffered significant damage, but the team is otherwise intact."

"They are currently safe, hiding in a crevasse on the outskirts of the ruins."

"The communication array has run out of energy; this is the last contact." Master Evelyn spoke quickly. "They issued a highest-priority warning:"

The spatial passage at the entrance to the ruins is extremely unstable, with abnormal energy readings. It is recommended that the council immediately dispatch high-level combat forces to seal off the area, carrying powerful spatial stabilization and interference equipment.

At the same time—be wary of anything that might appear from the other end of the passage.

Hawke said in a deep voice, "The support team should be able to reach the outskirts of Marcus's area by tomorrow night at the earliest."

"But according to this intelligence, with their limited manpower, it would be dangerous for them to even get close to the ruins, let alone seal them off."

"We need to send more troops," said a stern-faced old wizard in a dark blue robe. He was the head of the Council's Department of Elements and Energy. "The instability of the spatial passage means both risk and opportunity."

"If we can stabilize or even shut it down, we can cut off the potential threat."

"But it requires at least two fifth-circle wizards proficient in spatial magic, as well as a large quantity of high-quality void crystals and stabilizing anchors."

"Five Ring Wizards—" Another deacon in charge of logistics and resource allocation looked troubled. "The council currently has only four Five Ring Wizards in Wood Tower City that can be mobilized immediately, including Master Evelyn."

"Two of them are conducting important long-term experiments, and the interruption would result in huge losses. The remaining one, Master Leonard the Windseeker, went to the southern border three days ago to deal with an ancient barrier leak, and will not be able to return for at least five days."

time does not wait.