I didn't intend to destroy the world.

The druid found the sudden glint in Levitt's eyes rather strange. He bleated and asked, "If all farmers in the world had the same mentality as you, then every dynasty would last forever."

"Mr. Sheep, to me, having magic means I can live longer, right?" Levitt seemed to have found a blind spot.

The druid stared at Levitt for a moment before replying, "I don't think you're cut out to be a mage, otherwise you wouldn't be so shabby."

However, you're right; the daily weaving replenishes the mage's magic power, which is actually more optimistic than you might think.

"Thread weaving? Filling with magic?" These terms touched on Levitt's blind spots, and he had just wanted to ask them.

"The thread is a water channel, and all the mages in the world are water carriers. The amount of water depends on the mage's strength. Once it's used up, they can fetch more the next day." The druid explained Levitt's question in a way that a farmer could understand.

"Then how does one become a water collector?" Levitt asked again.

"Forest Goddess, didn't I come here for a medical consultation?" The druid uttered the name of the forest goddess, sighed, and then replied, "Unlike other professions where you can change jobs by learning three corresponding skills, for mages, firstly you need to have the talent, and secondly, you need to master a trick and a first-level spell to connect your soul to the weaving thread."

Hearing the druid's explanation, Levitt understood.

To put it simply, the way mages operate in this world is—

If you meet the requirements, you can register as a formal member on Zhixian. Zhixian will allocate a fixed amount of "traffic" to members every day, and the traffic will be refreshed the next day.

If one could become a mage, one could use the flow provided by the weaving thread to resist the devouring of the curse.

A magic trick and a single spell, is that all?

My knowledge of magic is limited; it all comes from Crescent Moon.

The highest level spell is the Decoy spell, which requires 200 Insight Points, while the other two spells require 100 points each.

Knowledge Level: 1 (153/200)

Knowledge Points: 103

This is my current knowledge points. Just a little more exploration of Zendar Town will be enough to unlock a spell.

Moreover, after learning about those three spells from Crescent Moon, Levitt can unlock them from other mages who have mastered these spells. For example, the sheep-form druid now has the option of [Entanglement (1 ring)] above his head.

It's so convenient.

In addition, the books containing spells in his satchel also excited Levitt.

However, he doesn't understand it very well and may not be able to learn it using ordinary methods.

Seeing that he remained silent, the druid broke the silence.

"Here are some specially made but expired healing potions. Although they are not as potent as before, they are still more than enough to resist the curse."

"One bottle should keep you alive for two or three days. Interested?" The druid's words made Levitt feel that time wasn't so pressing. A trick or a spell really wasn't that difficult.

"Will it be cheaper if it's expired?" Levitt was still sober; one should always be wary of others, and he couldn't guarantee that the druid wouldn't try to scam him.

After all, he was just a farmer at heart.

"One gold and fifty silver for a bottle of healing potion, remember to dilute it with water," the druid said.

Levitt held up his finger, "One gold coin for five bottles."

"Get out." The druid sheep's face showed an angry expression.

Levitt smiled and said, "Mr. Sheep, nobody will buy expired healing potions except me, and I've seen your business here..."

The druid was speechless for a moment, then thought, "Potions are so cheap, I'd rather pour them into the river..."

After a heated debate between the man and the sheep, they finally settled on a price of one gold coin for two bottles of healing potions.

In addition, the druid waived the consultation fee and promised to demonstrate two tricks and one spell to Levitt:

The Mage's Hand creates a floating ghostly hand.

The freezing ray emitted a beam of ice crystals.

The "Laughter Spell" makes a creature laugh uncontrollably.

Having learned everything, Levitt gained 15 points of knowledge.

Levitt asked the druid on a whim, and coincidentally, the druid happened to know exactly what he wanted to know.

"These are very common tricks and spells," the druid said.

Levitt spent two gold coins at the druid's place and received four healing potions.

He tried the medicine, diluted it with some water and drank it, and felt that the discomfort had been greatly reduced.

Before leaving, Levitt asked the druid, "How long does it typically take to learn a trick or spell?"

"It depends on talent. Some people can grasp magical knowledge at a glance, while others need many years to learn spellbooks," the druid replied.

"Then... I don't understand what's going on?"

Levitt recognized the words in the spellbook, but strangely, even though he recognized them all, the words could not form a smooth spell in front of him. It was as if an unseen hand was randomly manipulating his eyeballs, and the knowledge could not be focused in front of him.

Druid: "You are inherently incompatible with magic."

After leaving the clinic, Levitt found a tavern and booked a room.

Inside the room, Levitt was solemnly flipping through a spellbook.

He recalled that from the time he could remember until now, it seemed that he couldn't really learn any skills.

They were able to take care of themselves in a simple way, such as eating, washing, and using the toilet, which they learned around the age of twelve or thirteen.

Therefore, when Grandpa passed away not long ago, he was the one he was most worried about.

Actually, it should have been obvious from the fact that his intelligence level was 8.

The average person's intelligence stat is 10.

Am I a bit Tang?

Thinking about this, Levitt had to admit... his counterpart in the other world was a complete waste of space.

After confirming repeatedly that he could not learn magic through ordinary means, he had a wicked idea.

Even if I can't learn it on my own... I have a cheat code!

A trick, a spell—as long as one becomes a member of the weaving thread and fills in magic, then one can at least resist this curse, right?

Levitt frowned and turned to the page on [Frozen Rays]. Floating on the page were:

【Frozen Ray (Trick)】 (Unlocked) 50 Knowledge Points.

Description: Fires a freezing ray that slows down the target.

Levitt clicks to unlock.

Immediately, a new skill appeared in his skill list, but the knowledge on the pages was not reclaimed by the so-called goddess of thread.

Suddenly, the incantation for the Freezing Ray appeared in Levitt's mind. He stretched out his right hand and aimed it at the empty space in the room, "Power, Transform, Freeze!"

A cold blue ray shot out from his palm, freezing the floor.

Just as Levitt was overjoyed, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his nose.

A faint, sacred voice appeared in my ears:

"The thief who stole my magic."

"vomit--"

Just before Levitt vomited blood and fainted, he thought of:

It seems that the monk's approach is not working.