Wizard: This mushroom is too fierce.

rainforest belt

After a brief meditation, Roland slowly opened his eyes, revealing a look of satisfaction.

The mimicry garden is far too important for a plant-based wizard. Just a moment of meditation increased his mental strength by 0.2. Although this was partly due to the energizing potion and other magical materials, the smoothness of the meditation did not lie.

This meditation gave Roland a strange feeling: if he sat under the World Tree, would he ascend to heaven in broad daylight? Meditation in a world rich in wood elements would probably have an incredibly fast ascension rate.

"I need a simulated botanical garden!" Roland's gaze was firm; this rapid increase in his mental strength had given him this idea.

In addition, Roland believed that as a botanical wizarding apprentice, he had the right and the necessity to establish a botanical garden, which was not only related to his own speed of improvement, but also to his magical experiments and spell construction.

What kind of botanical wizards are they if they don't practice in botanical gardens? They might as well switch careers and become architects; after all, they have soil.

With his mind settled, Roland stretched out his palm and used his magic to draw over the already activated magical artifact.

"Is there anything wrong with this?"

Roland looked at the magical artifacts given to him by the sponsors with suspicion.

......

Inside the VIP room of the Bloodflame Arena, a woman dressed in a purple wizard's robe and wearing a turquoise feathered wizard's hat let out a radiant laugh:

"Hehehe," the witch chuckled, covering her mouth. "I never imagined there would be such a cute little wizard apprentice in this deep cave."

"That's a really creative idea..."

At this moment, on the witch's projection magic crystal, huge characters that blotted out the sky landed on Roland's head. They were like titles, and whenever the event organizers switched the perspective to Roland, all the spectators had to focus their attention on the top of his head.

"For wizard brokerage, choose Shell..."

"A truly exquisite experience for your taste buds... Witch's Workshop welcomes you..."

.......

"Ahem..." Looking at the rows of GGs (Goblins), Dean Lester of the Deep Cavern's face darkened. He coughed twice and quickly switched his perspective to others: "This is the first time this has been done; this kind of behavior must be prohibited next time!"

"Hehe..." The witch Sim looked at Roland, a faint smile on her face. "Dean Lester, if I'm not mistaken, this child seems to be developing towards the path of a botanical wizard?"

"And it's developing quite well!" Sim looked at the Puji warrior in the picture, as well as the blue-armored swordsman who was hidden in the armor and killed two wizard apprentices with one sword. She herself was a wizard who followed the path of botany, and even through a layer of magical barrier, she could sense that the blue-armored swordsman was a plant life.

The thought of the Dark Abyss competing with his own academy in botany made Sim scoff, "Which wizard's descendant is this student...?"

In her opinion, Roland must be a descendant of some wizard, maybe even the son of that ugly Lilith... Otherwise, if the Deep Caverns were to undergo natural selection, it would take eight hundred years to produce a plant-type wizard seed with such talent.

"This research approach seems to be quite different from that of conventional wizards."

"What... are you planning to expand the foundation of this discipline?"

"They want to compete directly with our 'Kekexili Wizard Academy'."

Dean Lester released his mental energy, projecting the image from the crystal ball into the room, a smile appearing on his face: "We have no interest in entering the field of botany. I know my limitations; the conditions of the Deep Caverns are not suitable for developing in this direction."

"As for the results he has shown, they are merely a small part of the student's creativity. Witch Sim, you should trust the quality of our students from the Deep Caverns."

"From the current perspective, our strongest discipline is still the magic sub-direction of architects, and we will continue to follow this path."

"How about... we take a look at our strongest disciplines?" Dean Lester stretched out his palm, shifting the focus to a battle.

"Tch...boring puppet battles, they don't look like magic at all."

In the scene, lightning crackles, and a figure flashes across the grassland at incredible speed.

"Killian, if you're so capable, fight me one-on-one... What kind of skill is it to intimidate me with puppets!"

The three hid inside a fortress, their voices amplified by a magical sound system and carried to the people standing outside.

"A one-on-one duel?"

"My puppets can kill the three of you like dogs!" Killian laughed loudly, pointing at the three wizard apprentices who were cowering like turtles. He sneered, "My puppets are stronger than yours, and my equipment is better than yours!"

"So what if your magical skills surpass mine!"

"Under my Asmay puppet, all your magic will be crushed."

In the arena's stands, when Killian uttered the words "puppet supremacy," a deafening roar erupted from one of the seats.

"This is the power of puppetry!"

"Our flagship discipline in the deepest caves... is not only cool, but also incredibly powerful!"

"Unlike the fortress theory, which always advocates defense and counter-attack, like a tortoise shell."

The rising and falling cheers pleased Sane, the head of the Hope family. Watching the powerful Asmai puppet displayed on the broadcast, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Without Francis and Griffin's interference, Killian's championship is a piece of cake."

"My Hope family can also use this opportunity to move up the social ladder!"

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Sane's cloudy eyes. Although he had no chance, it was different for Killian. As long as he won this competition, with his bloodline modification and family background, he would have a good chance to narrow the talent gap with the other two and become the seed wizard of this year's Deep Cavern.

A first-ring wizard!

If they could become first-ring wizards, then the Hope family would truly rise to prominence!

"Does Wizard Sane really have such low opinion of the others?"

A cool voice came from beside Sane. Sane turned around and saw that it was the daughter of Hubble, a first-ring potion master. His expression immediately became serious: "So it's Miss Olivia. May I ask who the other people you mentioned are?"

Olivia's face was full of smiles, as innocent and naive as a young girl: "There are quite a few strong wizard apprentices in this competition."

"I think Adam, the male wizard from that fortress house, is quite good!"

"It excels at building defensive fortresses, and it seems to have undergone a simple earth elemental bloodline modification, and it also possesses an extremely powerful offensive spell."

"It's just a tortoise!" Sane shook his head.

"What about... that ice witch in the Ice Plains?" Olivia smiled brightly. "She seems to be a very famous witch on the forum. It is said that she has the bloodline of an ice bear and has mastered an ice spell that is said to provide absolute defense."

"Compared to Killian, he's nothing!" Sane replied confidently. "Asmay is our family's heirloom puppet. After years of optimization, I'm 100% confident he can win the championship."

Olivia nodded and said softly, "In that case... I wonder if Wizard Sane would be interested in playing a round of 'Magic Stone Roulette'?"

"The Magic Stone Roulette?" Sane asked with a curious look.

"Yes... it's a bet on who will win and who will lose." Olivia sighed and said, "I didn't even know who I was betting on to be sure of making money from magic stones."

"Would you like to come along?"

Sane hesitated for a moment, but thinking of Killian's crushing performance in the arena, a flame ignited in his heart: "Let's go, let's go together!"