Wizard: I Have a Nightmare World

By the time Lynn brought Amber back to the incubation room, it was already completely dark.

Moonlight streamed through the window and fell into the herb garden. The silver-leaved flowers, carefully tended by Amber, shimmered with a soft, silvery-white luster under the moonlight, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

Lynn locked the door from the inside, took the three items given to him by the Bloodvine Wizard from his spatial ring, and placed them on the table.

Amber, meanwhile, flew around the lily-of-the-valley cabin with the fairy chair that had transformed into a ring, her little face full of excitement.

"Lynn Lynn! Look, this chair is amazing!"

"It really can turn into a ring!"

Amber held up the emerald green ring in front of Lynn. The ring's surface radiated a soft, life-like aura, and a small emerald green space could be vaguely seen inside.

"The teacher said it has storage space, so you can put some of your own things inside."

Upon hearing this, Amber immediately began stuffing the emerald green spatial ring with all sorts of berries, keeping herself very busy.

Lynn smiled at Amber's happy expression, then focused his attention on the three treasures in front of him.

He first carefully examined the Shadow Fang on his right middle finger.

The shadow energy within the medium, like a coiled beast, was slightly awakened by his mental touch, emanating a cold and sharp aura.

He tried to lock onto an empty ceramic jar on the windowsill, gently channeling his mental energy into the ring.

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An almost invisible dark spike shot out silently from the ring, moving so fast that the eye could not catch its trajectory, and instantly pierced through the thickness of the pottery jar.

By the time Lynn realized what was happening, there was already a hole about the size of a little finger on the pottery jar, with a smooth, mirror-like edge, and the jar itself didn't even vibrate in the slightest.

"So fast!"

Lynn gasped; this attack was more than three times faster than when he unleashed his Wind Blade Technique.

No wonder the teacher said it could instantly kill an unprotected wizard apprentice; at that speed, most people wouldn't even have time to react.

He then tested the demonic memory of [Bloodthorn Embrace]. After simulating the guidance three times, he confirmed that he had memorized the overall structure of the model and was just waiting to enter the Nightmare World at midnight for repeated refinement.

As for the Crystal Armor Rock Turtle lining, he tested it with several extreme movements after putting it on, such as rolling, sudden stops, and quick squats. The lining fit his body perfectly without any sense of restriction.

Three layers of runic power quietly covered his torso.

"Three props, one life—I will remember your kindness, teacher."

Lynn muttered to himself.

Just as he finished speaking, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

"Lynn brothers! Are Lynn brothers there?"

It was Harvey's voice.

Lynn and Amber exchanged a glance, a hint of doubt arising in their minds at the same time.

Why would Harvey suddenly visit so late?

He got up and opened the door, where stood the pharmacy manager.

But at this moment, Harvey's face no longer had his usual greasy smile; instead, it carried a rare tension and anxiety.

"Brother Lynn, I..."

Harvey opened his mouth as if to say something, but swallowed it back, finally letting out a heavy sigh.

"Can we talk inside?"

Lynn stepped aside to let him into the house.

Harvey walked into the incubation room, his gaze sweeping over the scroll of [Bloodthorn Embrace] and its alchemical lining that hadn't yet been put away on the table. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes. Then he sat down, rubbing his hands repeatedly on his knees, as if organizing his thoughts.

After about half a minute of silence, he finally spoke.

"Brother Lynn, I heard... you're going to the Astral Plane?"

Lynn did not deny it and nodded.

A wry smile appeared on Harvey's face.

"Sure enough, when the news reached me, it was absolutely true."

He raised his head and looked at Lynn with a serious gaze he had never shown before.

"Brother, there's something I must tell you before you leave."

Lynn sat down opposite him, assuming a listening posture.

"When I invested in you, provided you with materials, and helped you build connections with the apothecary... part of the reason was that I valued your talent and wanted to cultivate a good relationship with you to facilitate future cooperation."

Harvey paused here, his voice becoming a few decibels lower.

"But there is another, even more important reason."

"My daughter... her name is Leah, and she is nineteen years old."

"She is a second-class wizard apprentice, and her mental power has reached a bottleneck."

"Three months ago, she began attempting to solidify her liquefied mental energy as a third-level apprentice."

Harvey's voice began to tremble.

"But an accident occurred during the curing process."

"Half of her mental energy has been successfully solidified, but the other half... remains liquid."

"The two states conflict with each other in her consciousness space, and a violent mental shock will erupt every day."

"Each time she was shaken, she would fall into a coma for several hours. When she woke up, she would have a splitting headache and even have difficulty standing up."

"I searched through all the information on the potions department of White Raven Tower, and I also sought help from a formal wizard."

"They all say there's only one way to resolve this situation..."

Lynn frowned upon hearing this.

"What method?"

Harvey's lips trembled, and he managed to utter two words with difficulty.

"Potion."

"A magical potion called [Mental Balance Potion]."

"And it must be...of perfect quality."

Perfect quality.

These four words made Lynn understand everything instantly.

Although there aren't many [Mental Balance Potions] available on the market, you can always buy a few bottles if you're willing to spend the money.

The problem is that even ordinary or high-quality Mental Balancing Potion cannot solve this extremely rare mental disorder characterized by the coexistence of mental energy liquefaction and solidification.

Only perfect quality can restore balance between the two states of mental energy.

"I was desperate at the time, asking around for someone who could concoct a perfect potion, until I met you."

Harvey gave a wry smile, his voice tinged with self-mockery.

"At first, when I saw you fail to prepare the hemostatic medicine at the apothecary, I didn't have much hope."

"But then, you produced a perfect-quality hemostatic potion in front of me, followed by the [Blood Boiling Potion], and then the [Breath-Coagulating Potion]..."

"Bottle after bottle, bottle after bottle."

"I knew in that instant that I had found it."

Harvey looked up, and for the first time, his eyes, which were usually squinting, revealed an almost pleading expression.

"I originally planned to wait until you became a second-class apprentice and your mental strength and knowledge of potions were solid enough before asking you for help in preparing this potion."

"But I didn't expect you to be drafted to the Astral Plane, and so quickly."

He stood up and bowed deeply to Lynn.

His obese body appeared somewhat clumsy when he bent over, but his solemnity was genuine.

"Brother Lynn, I dare not delay your preparations for the Astral Journey, nor do I dare to force you to choose between my daughter and the war preparations."

"I want to ask you for a favor..."

"If you have time, could you try it for me in the coming days?"

"I'll provide the materials. Regardless of success or failure, I'll pay you 50,000 gold coins as a reward."

"If it succeeds... I, as your father, will entrust the rest of my life to you."