The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

A few days later, Eunice and Iseria were standing in front of the "Heisenberg Pharmacy," the former holding a communication crystal and talking.

"Nichta... Yes, I'm Yunevo. I run a fully equipped pharmacy in Starmoke."

"That's right, we want you to come and help look after the shop. Profit sharing is negotiable... Don't worry, they won't discriminate against a fourth-tier mage like a ratman..."

He hung up the call. Beside him, Iseria was standing on tiptoe, trying her best to make the simple notice hanging at the shop entrance neater. Her long, creamy-white hair fluttered in the morning breeze.

"Is this...okay?" She added a small smiley face after "Temporarily closed, return date undetermined".

Yunevo didn't speak, but simply patted Iseria's head before looking at the other end of the street.

There was a dark gray magic shuttle parked there without any decorations—a vehicle powered by magic that could levitate and fly.

Marcus stood to one side, his deep purple robes swaying slightly in the breeze. His expression was a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

Iselia gripped Yunevo's hand tightly, nodded, and slung a neatly made and packed little backpack over her other shoulder.

There wasn't much stuff inside, just three of the thickest books... and two boxes of cream jelly.

……

The gates of the Tus College were far more luxurious than those of the outer city gates of Stamok, and were adorned with some dazzling crystals, though their names were unknown, which were inlaid in the intricate carvings.

The azure magical energy flowed between the carvings, and as the magic shuttle approached... it was like vines being parted, revealing the dignified white stone avenue leading into the depths behind it.

"How amazing! This door doesn't need anyone to open or close it!" Iseria's eyes sparkled as she looked at the composed black-robed boy beside her and asked.

"Yonev...we should install doors like these in our pharmacy too, okay?"

"Sure, we'll deduct it from your salary..."

"Waaah..."

Yunevo was observing both sides of the road through the specially made crystal shell of the magic shuttle, which was "one-way transparent".

Almost exactly as he had imagined, it was a more academically rigorous "replica of a modern university"... or rather, a more austere one.

The students, dressed in uniform dark gray robes, mingled and whispered with curiosity as they looked at the magic shuttle.

"The third week of school," Marcus said, explaining to Ionevoy the "phase" the academy was currently in.

"First-year students are still adapting, second and third-year students are mostly in the classroom or the laboratory... while fourth-year students are mostly preparing for their graduation projects and are almost never seen."

The Demonic Shuttle stopped in an empty space, and the three of them slowly landed under the floating array set up on the ground.

"We need to register our magic mark at the administration office first," Marcus said, turning his head, the hem of his robe making a slight rustling sound on the spotless stone steps.

The process was much longer than Yonivo had imagined, like going to the school office to handle course selection... no, it was obviously much more time-consuming.

The person in charge of registration was a middle-aged female mage with an expressionless face. She took out two blank crystal badges and spread them out to the two people in her palms, which were turned upwards.

"Clench your fist, concentrate, and then let the magic flow naturally..."

Iserlia imitated Yunevo's actions—the crystal immediately burst forth with dazzling brilliance, with various colors flowing and swirling within it!

In the end... it turned out to be completely transparent?

At this point, Ionevoy's "identity recording" also came to an end—black that could cover up all colors.

The female mage's brow twitched, and she looked questioningly at Marcus beside her—who simply nodded slightly, as if he were used to it.

"Yonev Sol, auditing teaching assistant, tentatively at level three... Iseria, magic apprentice, access level...?"

"They both deserve level four or higher privileges, remember to adjust them... I'm going to take them to their temporary accommodations now."

Marcus coughed lightly, his tone carrying an unquestionable air.

……

The main dormitory area is located in the eastern part of the entire college. The further away from the center it is, the more luxurious the layout of the buildings becomes... to the point that several detached villas have appeared.

"This is the best accommodation I could arrange for you... taking into account Mr. Eunice's care for Miss Iseria."

"A single-story duplex villa? Professor Marcus... You've gone to so much trouble," Ionevoy waved his hand and continued.

"I think what we really need is a magic shuttle, because Iseria has trouble sleeping in her new bed..."

"I was prejudiced..." Marcus slapped his forehead, looking very apologetic, and then led the two to a two-story building called "Crescent Tower".

"This is a standard faculty room in the academy... It comes with its own magic shuttle, which can be activated simply by using a magic imprint."

Yoniv nodded slightly. The building wasn't ostentatious... at least it wouldn't attract any inexplicable hatred.

"As a teaching assistant, you have the right to use the public lab... but as promised, I have also applied for a private lab for you."

Marcus handed Ionevoy a parchment list detailing the distribution of the college's buildings. He paused, then continued.

"The first auditing class is tomorrow morning, 'Basic Application of Magic Source,' on the third floor of the Seventh Theory Tower... As for Iseria's schedule, I'll send it over later."

Watching the old professor leave the room, Iseria sat on one side of the bed, stroking the cold white sheets... and looked at Yunevo and whispered.

"It's so quiet here..."

Sitting at the table, Yonivo nodded and turned to look at several students hurrying across the courtyard... They were in a rush and didn't exchange many words.

"Because knowledge... can also represent 'heavyness' without us even realizing it."

Iseria nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

……

In the afternoon, Marcus personally organized the "Tuss College Half-Day Tour" activity.

"Tus Academy covers an area of ​​670 acres and is mainly divided into a theoretical teaching area, an experimental research area, a trial and combat area, a living dormitory area, an administrative and logistics area, and..." He pointed to an isolated circular building in the distance.

"School history museum and snow-free zone..."

Following Marcus's finger, one can see a giant tower with an ancient appearance, constructed from several dark blue stones...

What's even more striking is its roof—not a traditional spire, but a magical array that constantly pulsates with energy, echoing certain patterns engraved on the ground…

The school history museum, which records important documents, instruments, and... some special collections since the founding of the college, is also the first "attraction" on this trip.

They walked through a long corridor lined with statues of past principals and pushed open the heavy marble doors of the school history museum...