Wizard: Starting with Symbiosis with Algae

Chapter 84 The Cold Magic Stone

Professor Skinner unfurled the third scroll: "Former Wizard Skinner, with 217 apprentices, completed the full-scale exploration of the 'Deeproot World' between 1832 and 1837. This world's magical energy level was assessed as Level Three, the highest level of exploration recorded by the Atmospheric Engineering Academy in recent years. During the five-year mission, the expedition completed the mapping, control, and ecological assessment of all magical nodes in the world, established long-term observation stations, and integrated the local intelligent races into the wizarding system without waging war."

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To showcase its uniqueness, a large screen behind Professor Skinner projected images of a deep-rooted world: dense vines, a faint blue glow from the fungi, a winding city of roots—a vibrant scene of life and growth.

"Following joint review by the Wizarding Academic Committee and the Mirror City Development Administration, Skinner is hereby awarded the Third Class Pioneer Medal, and his entire team is hereby awarded the title of Pioneer."

Half a minute later, Professor Skinner switched to the next screen.

It was an organic whole composed of thunderstorms, crimson sand, and electric worms covering the mountains and fields.

Men, women, disabled people, and their wrecked spaceship fought their way out of the encirclement.

Skinner cleared his throat and continued.

"Apprentices Lynn, Ruby, and Joe. In the year 1837, the three completed the exploration of the zero-level world 'Dune Planet—the Worm Breeding Ground.' They conducted geographical mapping, control, and ecological assessment of the world's major biological production areas, providing ultra-rare biological samples and filling the gap in the wizards' high-speed weaponry—"

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"To commend the three individuals for their perseverance and pioneering spirit,"

"Following joint review by the Wizarding Academic Committee and the Mirror City Development Administration, Lynn, Ruby, and Joe are hereby awarded the Third-Class Pioneer Medal, and the title of 'Pioneer'."

The words fell.

A bright spot of light shone down from the dome, precisely enveloping Lynn and his two companions.

Lynn stood in the center of the stage, her pupils slightly contracted.

He never imagined he would receive such great recognition. To stand on the same stage as a wizard who had conquered and developed a planet with an average level three wizard apprentice, as an apprentice.

And at this moment, everyone was looking at him, staring at him, scrutinizing him closely. Those gazes, densely packed from below the stage, were both scorching with goodwill and sharpness.

Lynn's heart was pounding.

The wizarding apprentices cheered for his glory and harbored ambitions to take his place.

Even this ambition is within reasonable limits; it is so energetic.

What ambitious fellows!

Lynn turned around.

Behind them, Skinner's apprentices and full-fledged wizards smiled slightly, their expressions restrained and sincere.

They didn't say a word, but their eyes were full of appreciation and approval.

Professor Skinner, accompanied by his assistant, approached Lynn. The professor asked, "What's wrong? Not happy about it?"

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Lynn took a deep breath.

He looked at the faces below the stage, full of hope for him, their eyes young, passionate, and not yet worn smooth by too many failures.

Perhaps he should learn from Joe and Ruby to be more unhurried about praise and recognition.

This is what he deserves.

Therefore, whatever the wizarding world wants to promote through his deeds, he will accept it without hesitation.

"No, Professor. I accept."

Professor Skinner smiled slightly and nodded. "Cheers to your feat."

"Cheers to our pioneering efforts!"

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Immediately, applause and shouts erupted from the audience.

Media reporters, led by Klein, also surged forward from the side corridor.

A few hours later.

An inconspicuous restaurant by the roadside.

The air was filled with the warm aroma of buttered meat and toasted bread.

Tyrell Burns, the representative of the planet development team commissioned by Skinner, slowly put a slice of steak into his mouth.

He was around fifty years old, and his hair was neatly combed.

He wiped his mouth with a napkin, placed the crumpled napkin on the edge of the plate, and pointed to the documents spread out on the table, saying, "Mr. Lynn, Mr. Lynn, what are you thinking about? Are you dissatisfied with the terms? If you are not satisfied, we can talk again."

Lynn snapped out of her daze, as if waking from a dream. Outside the window, in the courtyard of the Herbaceous Academy, several low shrubs swayed gently in the autumn breeze, dappled sunlight filtering through the gaps. Being welcomed by a crowd—that was truly a lucky thing.

At a small reception following the awarding ceremony, Professor Skinner invited him to visit the spaceship another day, saying that as a Level 4 apprentice, he could contact him for further advice.

Many of his formal wizards also invited Lynn to be their colleague.

And this contract in front of us is also the result of Skinner's mediation.

"Authorize 7% of the development revenue to establish monitoring points, develop the planet's biological resources, and give Lynn a one-time fee of 660 magic stones."

660 magic stones. That's nothing for someone of Professor Skinner's level; the professor himself said he values ​​things like the permissions unlocked during pioneering more.

But for an apprentice, 660 magic stones is a sum that can change their life.

With the addition of the 950 magic stones directly granted by the medal, Lynn's strength will inevitably experience a significant boost.

The previous idea about the external circulation (with Lynn himself as the core, laying out organisms to form a small-scale circulation) can now begin to be implemented.

"I have no complaints, sir. I can grant you this permission."

"Okay, Mr. Lynn, since you've accepted, we'll take over the related promotional content as well."

Tyrell Burns pulled an ugly night heron doll from his briefcase and held it up to Lynn with great interest.

The doll was made of some kind of plush material, with eyes that were two crooked black buttons, and wings that were uneven. Overall, it exuded a clumsy, adorably ugly feeling that made you want to pinch it.

"We'll probably make the electric worm look like this, what do you think?"

Tyrael pinched the doll's belly, and the cotton stuffing under the plush made a soft rustling sound.

Lynn took it and touched it. It felt quite nice.

A chibi-style image of an electric worm had already appeared in his mind.

With its round body and upright antennae, it would probably sell well if made into a doll.

At least the students who don't need to advance and the children who haven't been recruited will like it.

"You can decide that yourselves." Lynn put the doll back on the table. "I just want to ask one question."

Tyrell put down his fork and placed his hands, folded, on the edge of the table. "Go ahead," he said.

"Why is it only 7%! I clearly wanted to mortgage the whole thing!"

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Compared to long-term gains, Lynn wanted the good stuff in hand more.

This development is good, but wouldn't it be better if we could get the resources directly?

Tyrell paused slightly, picked up his fork again, and tapped it lightly on the rim of the plate twice: "Mr. Lynn, you are unaware of this."

Development rights are one of the few rights in the wizarding world that cannot be transferred by personal will, because they involve the very foundations of our society—please understand.

Indeed, a planet that values ​​exploration will certainly protect the results of individual explorations.

Just as a civilization that values ​​intellectual property rights cannot allow plagiarism to run rampant.

These are all necessary.

Lynn didn't pursue the matter further and returned to her apartment listlessly after finishing her steak.

Professor Aigard is going back to further develop the planet.

Ruby was also sent to another world some time later, and is now back at her family to prepare.

Joe and Klein are on the same side.

He sat in an empty corner of the apartment, looking at the empty chairs and the mountain of fertilizer, and covered his mouth.

We need to get ready quickly.

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Fortunately, he still had the 1600 magic stones lying on the card, and the "Pioneer" privileges.

He probably won't be short of money anymore.

Now is the time to enhance our strength, and the first problem to solve is the radiation issue.