Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

The Enlightenment, cabin.

The table was covered with papers, covered with twisted runes and geometric shapes, and a dozen crumpled paper balls were scattered on the floor around it.

Lynch sat at the table, scribbling on paper with a quill pen in hand; clearly, the mess on the floor was his handiwork.

He is trying to improve and innovate the spell "Wizard's Hand".

Although it was unclear why the innovation Eton Wizard mentioned would be related to advancement, since he had said so, Lynch naturally had to give it a try.

"rustle..."

The quill pen made a soft rustling sound as it glided across the paper.

However, after a moment, the sound suddenly stopped, and Lin Qi's pen strokes ceased.

He held the quill pen, his gaze fixed on the half-drawn pattern on the paper.

The pen tip moved above the paper, hovered for a few seconds, then retracted, and then changed direction again, but still did not make a stroke.

After doing this several times, he frowned.

"No, this won't work. Such a change in rune arrangement simply cannot maintain the energy field. The mental energy output dissipates before it even stabilizes..."

He shook his head, crumpled the paper on the table into a ball, and casually threw it on the ground.

Faced with the crumpled pieces of paper scattered on the ground, Lin Qi hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not pick up another blank sheet of paper.

Instead, he put down the quill pen completely and leaned back in his chair.

"This is really difficult, I failed again."

Lin Qi said helplessly.

Every spell template is built upon the fundamental rules of matter and is deeply embedded within those rules.

Even the lowest-level apprentice spell, Wizard's Hand, is a series of interconnected steps, with rules perfectly aligned, like a sophisticated instrument.

Any seemingly minor change is like adding or removing screws from this precision instrument.

Not only would it fail to achieve his intended purpose of modification, it would also cause the instrument to stop working.

What we see right now is a perfect illustration.

Lynch had been studying at the table all afternoon, devising more than one innovative idea for the Wizard Hand.

But while the ideas were good, none of them could be implemented.

Whenever he tried to change even a single spell arrangement, he would discover a series of problems that led to his deductions, which always ended in failure.

After a series of failures, Lynch finally had to accept a fact—

"I guess I'm not a genius after all~~~"

He let out a long sigh.

To be honest, he actually really admired those gifted geniuses.

When he was in school, he would think about the same problem for a long time but couldn't find the answer, while some of the top students in the class could understand it immediately and give a specific answer in two or three minutes, or even apply the knowledge to other problems.

The same problem would require a mortal like him to rack his brains, while a genius could easily solve it with just a glance.

They seemed to have evolved from something different from others from birth. Standing in front of those geniuses, Lin Qi always felt like a monkey who should live in a tree.

Lin Qi pinched the bridge of his nose, dispelling his brief moment of frustration, and quickly cheered up.

Instead of trying anything new or complaining about the unfairness of fate, he calmly began to tidy up his messy desk and clean up the crumpled papers on the floor.

Lynch had outgrown the naiveté and innocence of his youth; he knew that the objective laws of things could not be altered by human will.

Effort will certainly be rewarded, but we must also consider the objective laws governing things.

While excessive practice and relentless meditation may accumulate a lot of experience points, it may not be able to compensate for a lack of talent.

People are born with different natural endowments.

Calmly accepting one's mediocrity is perhaps a kind of gift.

of course,

This does not mean that Lynch is prepared to give up on himself and drift through life.

People have different natural endowments, but it is impossible for them to be completely without any.

Some people know nothing about math but can speak eloquently, while others study like pigs but have extraordinary athletic abilities.

There are no absolute geniuses in the world, and there are certainly no absolute idiots either.

After all, even Private First Class Gan had his lucky streak, didn't he?

A mature man should not dwell on his weaknesses, but instead do his best to discover his strengths.

Lin Qi stroked his chin and thought to himself, "I should try to innovate after building the magic research institute."

The Magic Research Institute is a building in the world of the dead that can be opened once certain conditions are met.

The building serves the purpose of studying magic, as its name suggests.

In the game, this is somewhat similar to a gacha system. After you throw a skill book in and research it, you can randomly assign new affixes to the skill book.

For example, if you add the Split modifier to Fireball, it becomes Split Fireball.

When a blizzard is given the lightning attribute, it becomes a lightning blizzard.

One of the great joys of the game is throwing the skill books you collect into the magic research institute to create new spells.

Since there was no genius involved, Lin Qi stopped worrying about it.

still...

I'll just focus on managing my alternate world account.

......

The Enlightenment continued to drift at sea for more than twenty days, and this voyage finally came to an end.

The final stretch of the journey through the sea: Upstream Waterfall.

Early that morning, the apprentices gathered on the deck.

Everyone, including Lin Qi, stared wide-eyed and gaping, completely stunned.

Ahead, there is a waterfall.

That's right!

Incredibly, a waterfall appeared in the middle of this vast ocean!

What's even more astonishing is that the size of the waterfall has exceeded their expectations.

It rises from the sea in front of it, stretching straight upwards like a giant sword forged from the water, thrust out of the abyss.

The height of the waterfall exceeded all of Lynch's knowledge in both his lifetimes combined.

Not tens of meters or hundreds of meters.

It's tens of thousands of meters!

It pierced straight into the clouds, disappearing at the edge of that pale blue sky, as if reaching the dome of the heavens.

The waterfall is so wide that it seems to stretch endlessly along the sea level, disappearing from sight.

It's as if there's an invisible, giant wall stretching from one end of the world to the other, cutting the entire ocean in half.

Compared to this, none of the waterfalls Lynch had ever seen on Earth were even small puddles.

Not only is it grand in scale, but the shape of this waterfall is even more unbelievable.

It's actually flowing upwards backwards!

Yes, Lin Qi rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't seeing things.

The water here flows upwards, rising vertically from the sea level, piercing the clouds and scaling this city wall that spans the heavens and the earth.

It completely violated basic physical logic and completely overturned Lynch's worldview and cognition.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered the name of this sea area.

Underground sea area.

At the time, Lin Qi thought the name was just a metaphor for the limited perspective of ordinary people like them, and he was wondering which literary giant had given it a name that happened to coincide with an Earth idiom.

After all that, it turns out this is a completely straightforward description!

At this moment, Lin Qi didn't know what to say. After thinking for a while, only one word could fully express his feelings at this moment—

"Croak!"