Wizard: This mushroom is too fierce.

After leaving the spell training area of ​​the Deep Cavern, Roland quickly arrived at the core area of ​​the Deep Cavern Academy.

As a prospective apprentice, he was naturally not qualified to enter here. Therefore, Roland stood in front of a golem, waiting for the academy's internal review to pass.

The golem before Roland was a first-level "Battle" golem, said to have been left behind by the old headmaster of the Deep Caverns. It stood three meters tall, forged from black gold iron, and possessed three first-level spells: "Eternal Construct," often used by architects; "Iron Blast," a suicide spell often used by alchemists; and "Intense Heat Laser," a spell commonly used by fire elemental wizards.

As for why Roland knew... it's naturally because his cheat system seems to have evolved.

Name: Golem

[Level: Ring 1]

[Spells: Permanent Construct, Iron Blast, Intensive Heat Laser]

Since acquiring magic, the panel seems to no longer just display Roland's own information; it seems to have come to life and expanded, and through Roland's magic, it seems to be able to display anything.

Of course, this is only a small amount of information. If Roland had never seen or even heard of this thing before, then the information that would appear would only be ???

"Relevant information has been verified!"

"Congratulations on passing the test in the Deep Cavern. You are now qualified to join our academy. We will conduct an evaluation shortly to assign you a mentor."

After a short wait, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded. Roland looked up and saw a voice coming from inside the previously motionless golem.

"Sir, could you please assign me to a plant-based wizard?"

"I have a solid foundation in plant science, and the attribute runes I've constructed are also wood elemental."

Roland spoke up at the opportune moment, saying that he had heard the guiding wizard talk about the assignment of mentors. If you want to study under a certain mentor, you must say so in advance, otherwise it is easy to cause problems such as communication failures between students and mentors.

Of course, according to the guiding wizard, Roland thought the academy's assignment of tutors was more like an interview.

Those with good qualifications will be assigned to excellent tutors through a comprehensive evaluation by the college, while those with poor qualifications will be assigned randomly.

After a moment of silence, the mechanical voice sounded again: "I'm sorry, your qualifications and abilities do not meet the academy's allocation rules."

"According to the selection criteria, your mentor is Lord Ashius Cromwell, who specializes in cultivating extraordinary magical children in the Summoning School. He is a first-circle wizard hired this year."

"You may take this letter to their magic hut to report!"

Roland, expressionless, took the letter that had been spat out from the golem's chest, then turned and left.

Summoning School's Extraordinary Cultivation?

Roland thought for a moment; the name didn't seem quite right for the path he wanted to take as a plant magician...

.......

Ashius Cromwell's magic hut is located in a small northern town on the outskirts of the academy. This town was created by the agglomeration effect of the deep cavern, which attracted many races to settle here.

Stepping into this city, Roland felt as if he had entered a true fantasy world, with grey dwarves, elves, goblins, centaurs, minotaurs, and humans. Although the city was not large, it had a great many races.

Following the signs, Roland arrived at an empty white church, where he completed a magical transformation.

The moment the magic was completed, Roland looked down at the magical circle that had suddenly appeared beneath his feet. Gazing at the unfamiliar spell, he suddenly felt a strong desire to learn.

The next moment, a burst of white light erupted, so blinding that Roland had to cover his eyes.

The scene shifts, and when Roland can see clearly again, he finds himself in another world, a primeval forest.

"A touch of nature, my lucky little wizard apprentice, what brings you here?"

The voice startled Roland awake. Looking at the voice that had suddenly appeared behind him, he quickly explained, "Are you Wizard Ashius Cromwell? I am the student assigned to you by the academy this year. This is my letter."

As soon as he finished speaking, the letter flew out of Roland's hand and flew behind him.

Roland turned around and saw a man dressed in hunting attire, carrying a bow and arrows and holding a long spear, sitting on a lion. He looked more like a hunter than a wizard.

"What a strange wizard..."

This was Professor Ashius's first impression of Roland. In Roland's mind, wizards were elegant and mysterious, and few people, or rather Roland had ever seen such a wild wizard.

"Roland..." Ashius scratched his head.

"That old geezer, he's already making me do chores as soon as I joined the Deep Caverns."

"Roland, is it..." Ashius put the letter away, then looked up and carefully examined Roland with his brown eyes: "Speaking of which, you are my first student. I have never been a tutor before."

Ashius dismounted from the demonized lion and walked to Roland's side, continuing, "However, you don't need to be afraid. Although I've never been a mentor, I'm a good hunter."

"I'm not good at teaching students, but I'm very good at teaching people how to hunt."

"Hunter?" Roland was a little confused when he heard this. Wasn't he here to learn how to be a wizard apprentice?

......

The two walked and talked, eventually entering the depths of the forest and inside a huge banyan tree.

No... rather than the interior of the banyan tree, it's more accurate to say that the interior of this banyan tree is entirely an elegant medieval wooden house.

Ashius sat at his desk, tapped it, glanced at the letter in his hand, and finally looked up at Roland: "Your letter of recommendation says you are skilled in basic magical plant science?"

Upon hearing this, Roland nodded: "Yes, Professor Ashius, I participated in an experiment with a plant magician before, and this basic plant magic manual is a hidden perk of that experiment."

Roland took out the "Basic Magical Plant Science" manual and handed it over.

Ashius flipped through the pages, his brown eyes scrutinizing him, and said, "Roland, answer my questions about the growing environment, basic effects, and any taboos when cultivating the magical plant 'Azure Light Grass'?"

Upon hearing the question, Roland remained calm. In a split second, his clear and steady voice rang out: "Azure Grass prefers a semi-shaded environment and dislikes direct sunlight. It is best planted in humid soil with moderate humidity and a light concentration of wood-type magic. Its core function is to condense weak magic and soothe a restless mind. It is a commonly used low-level magical plant for wizard apprentices to aid meditation and alleviate mental exhaustion."

Ashius's expression remained unchanged after listening, and he continued to ask, "Then tell me, if the Azure Light Grass absorbs too much magic, what abnormal conditions will the plant exhibit, and how can it be remedied?"

Roland pondered for a moment. This question was somewhat beyond his comprehension. The basic magical plant manual he had obtained was too low-level, and the knowledge was incomplete. Most of it was a systematic breakdown of magical plants, with almost no application to specific practical problems. However, by applying what he had learned and studying more, these questions would naturally come to mind.

After a brief moment of thought, Roland's voice rang out again: "When magic is overloaded, the leaves of the Blue Light Grass will turn from pale blue to bright green, the stems will swell, the blue light it emits will become dazzling, and the medicinal effects will become violent, making it no longer suitable for assisting meditation."

"There are two ways to remedy this: one is to temporarily move it to a magic-poor area and let it naturally release the excess magic; the other is to pick some mature leaves to divert the energy accumulated in the plant."

The moment he finished answering, Ashus nodded, then raised an eyebrow and affirmed, "Putting your knowledge to practical use, Roland. You certainly have a considerable talent for magical plants."

Ashius continued, "If you put this question outside, even some first-class wizard apprentices who have studied magical plants for many years would probably only be able to answer it to your level."

"You're very good!"