Wizard Immortal

Chapter 90 Improved Spell Templates

In the underground market.

Standing there, watching Grace walk away into the distance, Adir seemed lost in thought.

Although the other party didn't say much just now, they undoubtedly reminded him of something.

"The Northern Plains..." Adir muttered to himself.

The so-called Northern Plains, located north of the Uraldo Academy, is a vast and expansive area.

Compared to the South, where wizarding organizations are scarce, there are far more wizarding organizations there, with all sorts of wizarding organizations and families taking root there.

Compared to that area, the region where Uraldor Academy is located has far fewer wizarding organizations, but it is also much poorer in resources, and many things are not as abundant as in the north.

However, while the north has richer resources, there are also more wizarding organizations, making the competition in all aspects more intense.

This time, the conflict broke out between several wizarding organizations on the North Plains near the Uraldor Academy. The reason for the conflict is unknown, but it has not only not stopped, but has also shown a trend of escalating.

"Judging from Greta's words, the academy will probably be involved this time as well. It seems we need to keep an eye on this information."

Watching Grace's departing figure, Adir pondered for a moment, thinking to himself.

He glanced around, tidied up the things he had left behind, and then chose to leave.

After leaving the underground market, he did not choose to return to the dormitory building, but instead headed towards where his mentor, Simora, was.

Before long, he arrived at a huge tower and went straight inside.

Arriving at one of the locations, Simora, dressed in a familiar black robe, was standing in front of an experimental table, observing something.

"Adir, what's the matter?"

He had his back to Adir and didn't turn around before speaking.

"Teacher Simora."

Looking at the other person's back, Adir bowed slightly and said, "I would like to purchase a potion formula from you."

"After such a long period of study, I have roughly mastered the art of making healing potions. I hope to obtain more recipes to learn."

"Oh?"

Hearing Adir's words, Simora turned to look at Adir, her expression calm: "Adir, you should understand that for a pharmacist, a potion formula is very valuable."

Hearing this, Adir nodded: "I understand."

"very good."

Hearing Adir's words, Simora nodded slightly: "Then, what kind of potion formula do you want?"

"A stimulant." Following his pre-planned strategy, Adir spoke without hesitation.

"A very basic and practical potion, although it might be a bit difficult for you to prepare."

Simora pondered for a moment before uttering a number: "Four hundred magic stones."

Upon hearing the price, Adir remained calm, seemingly without any reaction.

Strictly speaking, this value is not expensive; in fact, it's quite cheap.

Potion recipes are generally very expensive. Even ancient potion recipes that can no longer be made will cost at least several hundred magic stones to buy, not to mention usable potion recipes.

Although the Refreshing Potion is difficult to prepare, its superior effects and wide use make it far more valuable than ordinary potions. The fact that it can be bought for a mere four hundred magic stones is only because Instructor Simora is considering Adir as his student.

After a moment's thought, Adir took something out of his waist.

Those were four high-grade magic stones gleaming with silver light, representing most of Adir's savings accumulated over this period, which he had now brought out in one go.

"Deal reached."

Simora casually put away the four high-grade magic stones, nodded, and handed a light blue crystal ball to Adir.

Carefully taking the crystal ball, Adir bid farewell to Simora in front of him and walked outside.

As he reached the door, Master Simora's voice rang out again from behind him.

"Unless there's something urgent, please don't leave the academy's safe zone in the coming days."

Adir turned around and looked behind him.

In the spacious laboratory, Seymora sat alone on a wooden chair, her thin sleeves swaying quietly, looking somewhat lonely.

"Also, you don't need to come to the classes anymore. I've already taught you most of what I can teach you."

A familiar voice rang in my ears, carrying a hint of etherealness.

Adir was taken aback by these words.

He watched Simora's retreating figure for a long time before finally leaving the spot.

After he left, Simora turned around and watched Adir's departing figure, his cloudy eyes revealing a sense of bewilderment and indifference.

"Time..."

As if lost in thought, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, making him look like an old man on his deathbed.

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"What exactly did Professor Simora mean by her last words...?"

Walking on the wide road, thinking about what Simora had said before, Adir felt a strange sensation rising in his heart.

He learned his lessons very quickly, and after such a long period of study, he can now independently refine potions and is barely able to study independently.

However, it's not necessarily true that there's nothing left to learn.

As he walked along the road, recalling the other party's behavior over this period, Adir's feelings grew stronger.

Recently, Simora has been teaching him more and more frequently, and teaching him things more and more urgently, as if afraid that Adir wouldn't be able to finish learning, and has been teaching him a lot of things all at once.

Adir hadn't paid much attention to it during class, but now that he thought about it, it was actually some kind of omen.

"I hope nothing bad happens."

As Adir walked along the road, many thoughts flashed through his mind. Looking at the tower that was gradually receding into the distance, he thought to himself.

The realm of formal wizardry is too far beyond his current reach; it's simply not something he can get involved in.

After calming himself down, he stopped thinking too much and headed straight for his lodgings along the main road.

Back in his familiar room, he slammed the door shut, then took out the pale blue crystal ball and slowly held it in his palm.

"The chip will organize the transmitted information and directly transfer it to the memory area!"

Feeling a sense of familiarity, Adir did not hesitate and spoke directly to the chip in his mind.

Before long, as a large amount of information flooded into his mind, a new potion formula was memorized by Adir.

"The awakening potion is indeed much more difficult to make than the healing potion."

Slowly recalling the new information that appeared in his mind, Adir murmured to himself.

Compared to healing potions, stimulating potions require many more materials to prepare. Although most of them are not expensive, they are much more difficult to prepare.

"With the energizing and healing potions, plus the three recipes that Grace promised, my reserves of potion recipes are sufficient for the time being."

"Next, we also need to strengthen our reserves of spell templates."

Thinking of the messages and hints he had heard from his mentors Grace and Seymora, Adir felt a sense of crisis.

The power of wizards is shrouded in mystery, and if a war were to break out between the surrounding wizarding organizations, it would undoubtedly fill the area with danger.

As an apprentice of the Uraldo Academy, it's hard to say that you won't be in danger if the academy itself gets caught up in the mess.

Thinking of this, Adir lowered his head and pondered: "In terms of magic, because of the lack of magic stones before, and because I focused on potion-making, I only learned one plant catalysis spell. Now it's time to strengthen my reserves in this area."

"Chip, is the spell digitization task complete?" he asked the chip in his mind.

"Completed, display?" The mechanical voice of the chip echoed in his mind.

"Yes!" Adir replied without much hesitation.

"Catalysis (Plant-based): Accelerates the growth of plant-based organisms. Each use consumes 0.3 units of mental energy..."

"Beep, the template can be further optimized! Would you like to continue optimizing?"

"It can even be optimized!" Adir was somewhat surprised when he heard the prompt from the chip in his mind.

But thinking about it again, it's normal.

Spell templates are developed by wizards through the organization of knowledge, and their construction follows certain patterns; they are not random products.

Memory chips themselves have powerful computing capabilities. Faced with such a template, it is entirely possible to use powerful computing capabilities to perform deduction and optimization, thereby making the template more perfect.

"Optimize." Having figured this out, Adir didn't hesitate and directly chose optimization.

"Please select optimization direction: Enhance spell effects, enhance spell template stability, enhance spell template conversion rate..."

"While enhancing spell effects and conversion rates, we will ensure the stability of the original template."

Standing still, after a moment's hesitation, Adir spoke.

As basic spell templates provided by the wizarding academy, these spells are generally very stable and do not require much enhancement.

After all, those who learn these basic templates are mostly apprentices, and their control over spells is naturally not very good. If the effects produced by the spell templates are unstable, it can easily cause accidental damage.

"Task 1 established, estimated time required: eight days..."

In my mind, the chip's mechanical notification sounded again.

Hearing this voice, Adir shook his head: "It seems I'll have to take more courses in various subjects in the future. The more knowledge I accumulate, the richer the chip's database will be, and the better the template effect I can improve in the end."

"But for now, let's go replenish our spell reserves."

The thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but look out the window.

It was still noon, and it was very bright outside, with the sun high in the sky.

Looking at the weather, Adir changed into a black robe and then walked directly outside.

(End of this chapter)