Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 157 The Prototype of the Laboratory

Tai'an silently counted the time until the one-minute attack ended!

His unwavering mental shield testified to his strength.

"Congratulations, you have a bright future at such a young age." The old mage in charge of the assessment clapped.

After registering the information, Tai'an received a bronze medal as proof, with a unique serial number and contract inscription on it, which needs to be activated by setting a password.

Tai'an set the password as: Silver Moon is so annoying! Taiya is even more annoying!

The telepathic message corresponding to the bronze medal will light up, thus proving one's identity.

In addition, a black card from the Mage Bank was issued. To facilitate transactions, Tai'an deposited one hundred gold coins into it.

"With a bronze medal, you can apply to the Council of Nobles to become an honorary noble, possessing your own surname and tax breaks. It seems you probably don't need that..."

The difference between a nobleman's child and a commoner's child is immediately apparent. Tai'an's cheeks have never weathered the storms of life; his complexion is fair with a rosy glow, and his features are delicate and charming, with large, bright eyes as clear as lacquer. He is definitely not a free-range child raised among commoners. The old monk secretly memorized the boy's unique appearance.

"Now that you've become a full-fledged spellcaster, you'll represent the Wizarding Academy in the ranking battles, right?"

"Not necessarily! I'm too lazy to do things that don't bring any benefit and are a waste of time."

"Who told you there are no benefits? The academy will focus its resources on cultivating any talented person. With your talent and age, your future strength will at least be at the advanced level."

Tai'an smiled meaningfully, then walked away with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority. Before leaving, he didn't forget to show off his superb invisibility skills.

The old monk stood there, stunned.

"Kid, you're pretty impressive! Your invisibility technique is so good that even I'm ashamed of myself. I'll have to remind the top students in the mage division when we get back."

Lunch break.

Tai'an decided to take a short rest. He couldn't possibly refuse the little girl cushion that had been offered to him, so he skillfully pinned her down.

"Xiao An, you're so heavy?"

"Get up quickly, I want to be on top."

"Don't bully people on purpose."

Silver Moon's resistance was doomed to failure, and she resigned herself to giving up, letting out a whimpering sound like a kitten.

If he doesn't expend a lot of mental energy, Tai'an can hardly sleep; his robust body is comparable to a tireless perpetual motion machine. The reason he wants to rest now is because he used Life Weaving continuously last night to repeatedly repair various broken plants.

Theoretical knowledge is quickly grasped through hands-on practice. Every correction of a mistake is a stepping stone to further progress. The accumulation of failures is also the accumulation of experience.

The ability to see through the internal structure of matter is far more practical than Tai'an imagined. It goes beyond simply seeing meridians and muscle pathways. With each advancement, it allows for further observation of the microscopic world.

Gene lock, or the map of life.

Every organism's growth is constrained by a fixed path; it cannot grow recklessly and disorderly, becoming deformed and indescribable. Life forms with the same genetic blueprint will develop into similar forms and be considered the same species. Essentially, the purpose of genetic locks is to stabilize the form of life.

The first step in weaving life is to unlock the gene lock, removing growth restrictions, then stimulating cell division to complete and repair the deficiencies in the life form according to the life map, and finally deactivating the gene lock. These three simple steps are difficult, with the difficulty lying in the completion phase. The restorative spells used to stimulate cell division are not difficult for many exceptionally talented high-level spellcasters; they are merely the entry-level requirement.

The key is to control the growth of new growth and precisely cover the path of the life map!

The internal structure of living organisms is far more complex than we imagine. Take the arm as an example: the bones, muscles, blood vessels, and skin are not straight lines, but rather like a tangled rope.

Simply restoring a physical resemblance is meaningless; it's merely an uncontrollable mass of dead flesh that will gradually wither and die over time. True life weaving requires complete consistency both inside and out, with limbs and organs fully restoring their original functions.

Ordinary mortals weave cloth, but clergy weave life itself.

Every spellcaster who masters the art of weaving life possesses an indifference to life itself. Only absolute rationality and unwavering resolve can lead to the step of breaking taboos.

About an hour later, Yin Yue felt the weight on her body go away, and looked at Tai An, who was stretching, with her starry eyes.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"No, I have something to do. Do you have any magic potions? Give me one."

Without much thought, Yin Yue took out a glass bottle filled with purple liquid from her spatial ring. It was a perfect-quality magic potion that would accelerate mental energy recovery fivefold over seven days. "Where are you going? I want to go too!" she exclaimed.

"I have something to do tonight! See you at school tomorrow..." Tai An's figure transformed into a transparent silhouette and slowly rose into the sky.

An endless black forest.

Each of the towering ancient trees is tens of meters tall, and its thick trunk requires at least three to five people to encircle it.

Rumors circulate that the Black Forest is teeming with magical beasts. In the early days of Violet Academy, this resulted in numerous student injuries and deaths. Subsequently, the school organized a cleanup effort, and most of the dangerous species gradually disappeared, leaving only docile herbivorous magical beasts to thrive. Now, it has become a legally protected area. Hunting is only permitted for a few specific months each year to control the magical beast population.

Although the danger level is not as high as before, the name of the Black Forest has been passed down.

In the shady corner of an unnamed mound, a cave opened by transfiguration.

Ovisca's figure stood tirelessly at the only exit. No prisoner could escape from under her nose.

Two rat-race demi-human slaves were responsible for feeding and cleaning them regularly.

Finding two people temporarily isn't a big deal; the key is that the nature of their work cannot be disclosed.

Tai'an decided to visit the slave market and came across a pair of rat-man brothers on sale, so he bought them. Buy one get one free, for a total of five gold coins.

Compared to beautiful female demi-humans who can easily cost tens of gold coins, male demi-humans are usually much cheaper. Employers mostly buy them for physically demanding jobs, most commonly mining.

It usually takes one to two years to break even, and the rest of the time is pure profit, which is much more cost-effective than hiring an ordinary human.

Born with a tragic fate, the rat-man brothers didn't even have names of their own.

Tai'an named the two men Qimi and Qike, giving them a much easier job than miners: guard duty. They were confined to a 500-meter radius around the cave entrance, and Tai'an promised to provide them with food and other necessities.

From then on, the experimental base took its initial shape.

The news of a group of nobles plotting against the Blue Rose family and the attack on their leader has quietly spread within a small circle.

Compared to the previous frenzied retaliation, this time the methods were much more civilized; they only took the organizers with them.

The prevailing opinion among the major powers in the capital is that the Blue Rose family's change of restraint and compliance with the rules of the game should be commended, and further provocation is not advisable.

The turmoil of the incident quietly subsided.

(End of this chapter)