The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

Then, the three passed by a storage room that looked like a pile of timber, with thousands of pieces of wood of different sizes stacked high, almost touching the ceiling.

Meanwhile, a particularly tall and burly man was inside, carrying firewood with his head down.

He was very strong, with bulging muscles in his arms.

"This is..." Aiden asked curiously, craning his neck to look inside.

Garrosh introduced, "Big Balor, come and say hello to the newcomer."

He shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the storeroom.

The burly man slowly stood up, scratched the back of his head, and nodded at Aiden with a somewhat foolish smile.

A liquid resembling snot bubbles kept dripping from his nose, and the bubbles wobbled as he moved.

"Holy crap, that's tall." Aiden then realized that this big guy was nearly four meters tall.

Barlow stood there like a small mountain, his thick limbs supporting his massive body, and the ground trembled with every step he took.

Anne smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and said, "Barlow is a servant of Senior Sister Iseli, from the world of the Little Giants. He can help select wood, which can then be used by Senior Sister Iseli to make wands."

"I see." Aiden nodded; this was the first time he had ever seen creatures from another world.

His eyes were full of curiosity, and his body unconsciously leaned forward.

Aiden looked at the wood laid out on the ground with great interest, his mind flashing back to the wood identification ability of the [Carpenter's Assistant] profession.

He frowned, squatted down, and gently ran his fingers across the surface of the wood.

Aiden frowned and muttered to himself in a low voice, "The selection was not bad, but it's a pity that some of the wood was worthless, and that the giant Ballow wasted it and put it directly into the scrap yard."

After saying that, he shook his head helplessly.

After that, Aiden ignored the matter and followed Anne and the other person into a larger laboratory.

The laboratory was filled with various tools and materials, and a faint aroma of wood permeated the air.

A tiny girl, less than a meter tall, with a face like a baby, was standing on a chair, constantly tapping her wand with a tool.

The hammer struck the wand, making a "clink-clink" sound.

Aiden was taken aback, his mouth agape: "This Senior Sister Iseli is indeed a loli, you can't tell her age at all."

Garrosh bowed respectfully, his head almost touching the ground, and said, "Senior Sister Iseli, a newcomer has come to visit our laboratory."

"I know." Senior Sister Iseli nodded, then turned her face towards Aiden with some curiosity, asking in a clear, tilted voice, "What did you just say? I think I heard you say that Ballow wasted the placed timber?"

Garrosh and Anne were both stunned. Anne's eyes widened and her mouth opened.

Garrosh froze, as if he had been frozen in place.

Anne carefully reminded Aiden, gently tugging at his sleeve, her voice soft: "The little giant Balo is a professional at selecting timber. He was acquired by Senior Sister Iseli at a high price. Selecting timber is an innate skill of the little giant race."

Garrosh also frowned, his brows furrowing into a knot.

He felt that the newcomer in front of him was speaking too rashly!

And for some reason, he noticed that Anne seemed to be taking good care of Aiden.

He felt a little unhappy, and his face turned gloomy.

Garrosh spoke, his voice low and serious: "Junior Brother Aiden, don't speak carelessly. The giant Balor is diligent and hardworking, a valuable assistant in our laboratory, and he hasn't wasted any wood."

Aiden saw that all three of them were looking at him, shrugged, and spread his hands: "Okay, okay, never mind."

Aiden only wanted to analyze the wand maker profession at the moment and did not want to offend the little girl, Senior Sister Iselly, so he shrank back a little.

"Are you sure? But Little Giant Balo did indeed waste about 10% of the wood. I have to admit it's a waste." Senior Sister Iseli jumped off the workbench, walked up to Aiden, and said with her head held high.

"How is this possible?" Garrosh's eyes widened, almost bulging out of their sockets.

He has been in Iseley's lab for nearly two years and has learned to identify thousands of types of wood. He is now capable of working independently.

But how come he can't see it?!

His body trembled with excitement.

Anne covered her mouth, her eyes filled with surprise.

She hadn't expected Aiden to be telling the truth, and she took a step back.

Aiden didn't speak, just stood there quietly with his hands behind his back.

Senior Sister Iseli stared wide-eyed at Aiden with curiosity, tilting her head: "We wizards are meticulous and need to be responsible for our words. You don't need to hide anything from me."

Seeing her serious expression, Aiden had a sudden thought, then shrugged and spread his hands: "Well, I'll tell you then. At least 40% of the timber was lost, not 10%!"

"First, among the wood abandoned by the giant Ballow was a rather rare type of wood called cherry wood. If this wood is cut from the mother tree before it is fully mature, it will be dull in color and easily forgotten. Only after being subjected to high-temperature firing will the outer shell fall off."

With that, Aiden ran back to the room, his steps hurried, and carried a piece of wood that had been abandoned in the corner to the fireplace.

Before long, the outer shells of these woods began to peel off, making a "crackling" sound, revealing some cherry wood with a reddish hue inside.

It looked especially vibrant in the firelight of the fireplace.

The three of them gasped, their bodies jolting.

"It really is cherry wood." Senior Sister Iserly tilted her head, her eyes fixed on the wood, and murmured to herself, her fingers unconsciously stroking her chin. "This cherry wood is quite precious. Wands made from it have excellent conductivity. If you want to buy it in large quantities, you need to go through strict procedures. I didn't expect that my laboratory would have a batch."

Garrosh's previously smug smile instantly vanished, and his face darkened.

He crossed his arms and snorted coldly, not expecting that this newcomer actually had some real skills.

Anne stared wide-eyed, her mouth agape.

She quickly covered her mouth, realizing that she understood Aiden less and less.

"Besides that, there's more!" Aiden smiled confidently, easily carrying out another bundle of abandoned timber.

The bundle of wood was covered with mushrooms of varying sizes and colors.

As Aiden moved, some spores fell down in a rustling sound.

Garrosh frowned, his brow furrowing into a deep frown, and took a step back in disdain, saying, "Junior Brother Aiden, this wood is clearly rotten. As everyone knows, if mushrooms grow on wood, it means that its internal essence has been depleted. This kind of wood can never be made into a wand. Your knowledge is still lacking."

Anne stamped her foot anxiously and interjected, "Garrosh, are you doubting Aiden's knowledge? He's a newcomer personally approved by Dean Mephistos, and he even has experimental results that can be published in the Wizarding Daily."

"How is that possible?" Garrosh's eyes widened, and he shook his head like a rattle-drum, looking unwilling to believe it. "Junior Sister Annie, you can't just say things like that."

Senior Sister Iseli also looked over with a surprised expression.