Magicians never make wishes

When will I ever finish learning all this knowledge from Chapter 91...?

"Lord Black Day, here is the latest materials list:"

"Fire Lizard Crystal, Moon Sleep Flower, Black Skull Powder, Dog-Headed Man Lung Leaf ————"

Please check your inbox.

The staff from the supplies department delivered the first batch of materials for the replication experiment.

After Ronan checked and found nothing amiss, he nodded in confirmation of receipt.

These are just the basic materials; more new materials will be added later.

The replication experiment is divided into several stages, and the materials required for each stage will be accumulated and carried over to the next stage.

In other words, the same materials used at the beginning will still be used later.

Once he has completed these major stages, it will mean that he has completely achieved his goal.

"Lord Black Day, from now on I will be the one delivering your experimental materials. If you have any needs, please feel free to let me know."

The speaker identified himself as a team leader in the supplies department, and he looked somewhat familiar.

Ronan didn't recall seeing him at the supplies depot, so he asked, "What's your name?"

"You can just call me Darren, sir. Thanks to your kindness, my cousin Darcy recently got a promotion." The man smiled very happily.

"Are you Darcy's cousin?" Ronan asked curiously, recalling that Darcy was apparently picked up by Higgs.

Darren said with a look of relief, "Yes, it is thanks to Lord Higgs that we were able to recognize each other one day."

Life-type mages can even help determine blood relations!

No wonder Ronan thought he looked familiar; it was because he resembled Darcy.

"Oh, by the way, our department head, Richie, asked me to ask you—"

Darren suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Do you usually need some medication to restore your virility?"

"He said your health is a bit weak, and you should have a child with Miss Arabella while you're still young."

"What do you mean, 'want children'?!"

"What do you mean by 'weak constitution'?"

Ronan and Arabella stood up at the same time and shouted in unison.

Then, the two looked at each other again and said in unison, "What's your point of focus?"

"What's your point of focus?"

Indeed, when two people live together for a long time, they tend to become like each other.

Darren nodded repeatedly, deeply agreeing.

After Darren left with a beaming auntie smile, Arabella blushed and said, "Have I been causing you trouble by staying here all this time?"

"If you, a girl, aren't afraid, why should I be?" Ronan retorted. "Besides, this place is much safer than your lodgings next to the Secretariat."

"Oh, oh—" Arabella nodded in agreement.

That being said, if I really don't come, won't rumors of my divorce spread the day after I learn about it?

As Arabella was in the secretariat, she was naturally aware of the rumors circulating within the society.

Sometimes they even deliberately cooperate with the rumors and make corresponding gestures, such as letting people indirectly know that they have spent the night at 761.

This is to maintain Ronan's image as his future son-in-law and protect him from unnecessary trouble.

Of course, Arabella also had her own little schemes.

Now that the title of "son-in-law" has spread, there shouldn't be any more ungrateful women appearing around him.

Arabella has actually moved into 761; she has basically moved all her belongings there.

Countless times, in the quiet of the night, she lay in bed, watching that figure still researching magic, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

When will I ever finish learning all this knowledge?

I wish I could learn all this knowledge forever!

Ronan sighed inwardly, praising the books the president had sent over, and was very satisfied.

This not only helped him cram in a large amount of knowledge about life and necromancy magic, but also caused the Book of Magical Knowledge to record the generation of two new spells.

"Life transformation" and "flesh and blood stitching".

"Life Conversion" is a type of life magic, and its effect is to convert spiritual power and life energy into each other.

The process of converting mental energy into life energy is somewhat similar to healing techniques, but the conversion rate is lower.

However, the conversion of life energy into spiritual energy is rare.

Strictly speaking, you could even eat yourself into a very fat person and then convert the excess fat into mental energy.

It can be described as a weight loss secret technique from another world.

"Flesh and Blood Stitching" belongs to the necromancy school of magic, specifically under the Flesh and Blood lineage.

Ronan found no record of why the undead were divided into lineages.

Before this, he had only heard of the flesh and blood lineage and the undead lineage.

However, from this knowledge of necromancy, he saw another lineage he had never seen before: the Bone lineage.

The Flesh and Blood lineage's profession is Flesh and Blood Warlock, while the Necromancer lineage's profession is Necromancer.

The profession of the Skeleton lineage is Skeleton Demon.

The relevant books did not provide in-depth information, and Ronan only knew the most basic details.

Skeleton demons have absolute control over the remains of the dead, and through skeletal magic, they can even summon an army of skeletons.

When he looked at this description, his first instinct was to ask, "If the Skeleton Demon can summon an army of skeletons, what does the Necromancer summon? An undead legion?"

Unfortunately, the relevant information is extremely limited, and even Ronan could not know the full picture.

Time flies like water, fleeting in the blink of an eye.

Another month has passed.

Ronan has mastered all the relevant knowledge that the president sent him.

The replication experiment is basically down to its final stage.

However, on this day, the person who delivered the materials was not Darren, but another face that Ronan was familiar with.

Richie, the head of the supplies department.

He put down the materials as soon as he entered, then looked Ronan up and down for a moment. "You look a little weak, but you're still fairly normal."

"You've been living together for so long, how come there's no sign of Arabella getting pregnant?"

Fortunately, Ronan wasn't drinking water in front of him, otherwise he would have sprayed water all over his face.

"We're not what you think," he explained.

In other words, as Arabella had said, these elderly supervisors had watched her grow up and taken good care of her, which is why Ronan thought of explaining it.

If it were someone else, he might start talking nonsense.

Richie looked at him suspiciously, took a step back, and scrutinized him again.

He clearly didn't understand Ronan's words and asked, "What do you mean?"

Ronan hesitated whether to reveal part of the truth to the head of the supplies department, but after thinking it over, he chose another approach.

"This is a difficult matter to explain clearly. I will explain it to you in detail later."

He chose to stall.

"What's there to say? Besides not having a wedding, what haven't you done?"

At this point, Richie asked again, "When are you planning to have the wedding?"

I really didn't do anything —

Ronan thought to himself.

Actually, his heart would sometimes race when he saw Arabella, especially after living together for so long. The way she looked so resentful lying in bed was really irresistible to him.

However, Ronan remained restrained throughout.

He's currently using someone else's identity and is still in the undercover stage. It can be said that apart from the code name "Black Day," everything else is fake.

He didn't want to start a relationship with a girl by deceiving her.

"We'll see later—I'm busy with the things the chairman assigned me right now," Ronan said dismissively.

To his surprise, Richie gave him a rather enigmatic look. "You just do what someone tells you to do?"

"If you keep going like this, you'll probably be helping the seller count the money even after you've been sold out. How can anyone feel at ease with Arabella following you?"

Ronan curled his lip, thinking to himself, "Manager Richie, if the chairman hears you say that, you can forget about the director's position."

"What, am I wrong? Let me tell you—" Supervisor Richie muttered again.

Ronan could tell that this Supervisor Richie genuinely treated him like a junior member of the family.

He watched Arabella grow up and, like the president, had long regarded her as his own daughter.

"Understood, Supervisor Richie."

Ronan nodded repeatedly, finally seeing off Supervisor Richie.

He began preparing for the final stage of the replication experiment.

If this stage is successful, it is equivalent to the entire experiment being successfully replicated.

With his current knowledge, he is already capable of participating in the chairman's flesh and blood transformation.

With everything prepared, Ronan began sorting the materials.

The final stage involves maintaining the vitality of the ownerless flesh and blood.

Simply put, it's about ensuring that a piece of flesh separated from the body survives for as long as possible.

At each stage, various different methods will be used to continue this goal.

In the previous six stages, the excised flesh and blood has survived to this point using various methods.

The current stage is the seventh, which involves preparing a special potion.

Once this special medicine is prepared, the survival time of the detached flesh and blood will be maintained as long as possible, and the task will be completely accomplished.

Ronan was full of confidence and had complete faith in the formulation of the special medicine.

He had already rehearsed the process countless times in his mind, and he could precisely control the proportions of every ingredient and every gram.

"Black Skull Powder, Ogre Heart, Moon Soul Flower —"

Ronan was processing the materials one by one when he suddenly stopped.

at the same time.

Suddenly, a dark and blurry image appeared in his mind.

In the footage, the door to the chairman's office was kicked open from the outside in.

Immediately, the screen shook, and the viewpoint dropped to the ground.

This is because the gate broke, causing the original spirit attached to the inner door frame to fall off, which is why it actively transmitted the image back.

The original soul seed fell to the ground, the perspective tilted.

At that moment, Ronan spotted a familiar figure: Richie, the head of the supplies department.

He barged into the chairman's office and was frantically searching for something.

Ronan seemed to have thought of something and immediately turned his attention back to what was in front of him.

He had a hypothesis that needed to be verified.

He placed the petri dish containing the medicine he was preparing on the ground and ran to the furthest point.

Then, controlling the "Mage's Hand," he added the materials he had just prepared into the potion.

next second.

The petri dish containing the medicine exploded instantly, generating a dense cloud of black mist.

The black mist lingered within a meter-wide area of ​​the petri dish for a long time.

If Ronan had acted normally, he would have been enveloped in the black fog.

He immediately opened the window and used a "wind-generating technique" to guide the airflow, carefully expelling the entire cloud of black mist outdoors.

When he turned around, he saw that the floor, which was shrouded in black mist, had been corroded into a large pit.

Such strong corrosive power!

He estimated that if he were enveloped by the black mist for three seconds, he would probably be reduced to nothing, with barely any bones left.

Sure enough, the document sent by Richie, the head of the supplies department, was problematic!

The guess was confirmed.

But a subtle unease quietly rose in Ronan's heart.

It's so late, why hasn't Arabella come back yet?