The Wizard: Starting as a Corpse Collector Apprentice and Paying for a Monthly Subscription

The moment the crow left, that light, free-flowing feeling of thought returned to my body.

"really."

Tyron looked in the direction the crows had disappeared, his eyes filled with amusement.

"The trigger conditions for this talent can also be used as an early warning radar."

"If my thinking speed suddenly slows down, it means someone is watching me."

"In this wizarding world full of spying and intrigue, this is practically a life-saving skill."

He casually picked up the parchment list left by Mackley, glanced at the requirements, and felt nothing.

If it were the Tyren from his previous life, he might have felt uncomfortable with this act of desecrating a corpse.

But now?

I'm used to it now.

There is still one night until dawn.

For him, who now had "30 times the time," the night was long enough to accomplish a great deal.

Tyron brought up the card pool interface again.

"Now that my luck has run out, let's see if I can get a purple one with the rest."

Although reason told him he should stop, he decided to use up the remaining five pulls in order to test the pity system of the gacha pool.

The second shot, gray light.

[Obtained Common Item: Apprentice Experience Book x2]

[Apprentice's Experience Book: Directly grants the spell model 500 experience points.]

The third shot, gray light.

[Obtained Common Item: Basic Alchemy Material Pack x1]

The fourth shot, white light.

[Obtained Premium Item: Meditation Oil x10]

[Meditation Oil: Taken during meditation, increases meditation speed by 1%, stacking up to 5 times.]

The fifth shot, Gray Light.

[Obtained Common Item: Basic Alchemy Material Pack x1]

After drawing all six lots, Tyron calmed down.

My luck remained normal; I didn't experience any incredible streaks of winning gold.

"The items inside correspond to five qualities."

"Each level contains many items; it's not that there's only one item at the same level."

Thinking of this, Tyron took a deep breath.

"I'm not pulling anymore, I'll save it for the next gacha banner."

"What if I get a gold item that's useless, but then miss out on the next banner with good items? That would be a huge loss!"

Having dealt with the surprise of the gacha pull, Tyron turned his attention back to the harsh reality—the monthly card quest panel.

Daily Quest: Consumes 6 points of Spirit.

Tyron glanced at his attribute panel, where a dismal 3 was clearly displayed.

"A full mana cost only 3 points, and you want me to spend 6? It's like asking someone with only 200 yuan in savings to have to make 1,000 yuan in turnover every day."

"Skip that for now, meditate first."

Without the slightest hesitation, Tyron grabbed the [Meditation Essential Oil] he had just drawn.

This luxury item, which was being sold for 50 purple gold coins a bottle at the apprentice market, was now being consumed by him like a bottle of oral liquid, with him downing five bottles in one go.

A cool, minty sensation slid down my esophagus into my stomach, then transformed into a refreshing coolness that shot straight to the top of my head.

[Status Update: Meditation efficiency increased by 5%]

"Everything is ready."

Tyrion sat cross-legged on the damp stone floor, ignoring the several gruesome corpses around him, closed his eyes, and assumed the standard posture described in the "Meditation Atlas".

The next second, the passive effect of [Slacking Off Sacred Body] was triggered.

The noisy world vanished in an instant.

If the meditation of an ordinary apprentice is like digging for spring water in hard rock with a rusty spoon;

At this moment, Tyron is like driving a high-powered tunnel boring machine, frantically advancing in the world of the mind.

As consciousness flowed along the obscure rune lines in the diagram, the initial sense of stagnation vanished completely.

Time flew by as I focused intensely on the task at hand.

Soon, a standard meditation cycle (one hour) is over.

When Tyron opened his eyes again, he didn't feel the usual dizziness and fatigue. Instead, he felt his mind was clearer than ever before, as if a layer of lubricant had been applied to his rusty brain.

He immediately brought up the control panel.

[Spirit: 3.0 → 3.1]

"Terrifying..."

Tyron stared at the fluctuating number, his pupils dilating slightly.

"Base efficiency multiplied by a 30x talent bonus, plus an essential oil coefficient of 1.05... my meditation efficiency is now 31.5 times higher than before!"

You should know that in the past six months, the original owner squeezed out two hours of sleep time every day to meditate like an ascetic, and barely managed to raise his mental strength from 2 to 3 by risking half his life.

And now?

It improved by 0.1 in just one hour!

"Is this the joy of being a pay-to-win player?"

This visible and immediate positive feedback instantly stimulated the release of dopamine in Tyron's brain, and the pleasure even surpassed the moment he signed a million-dollar deal in his previous life.

"Again!"

Seizing the opportunity, Tyron immediately began his second round of meditation.

Another hour passed.

[Spirit: 3.1 → 3.2]

As he attempted his third meditation, a sharp, piercing pain shot through the depths of his brain—a warning sign that his consciousness was about to run dry.

"As expected, the apprentice's physical body is too fragile; two cycles a day is the limit."

Tyron stopped with some regret, but the fire of excitement in his eyes burned even brighter.

"At this rate, I can reach 4 points in five days, and I can reach the passing grade of 6 points within half a month!"

What was once a certain death threshold now seems to be nothing more than a thin layer of paper.

After finishing my meditation, I casually collected the experience reward from the daily quest.

The level experience bar for the monthly card jumped from [0/10000] to [300/10000].

"Keep working on it."

Tyron looked at the remaining tasks.

"Collect three bodies... It's too late now, it's too dangerous to go out at night."

"Consumes 6 points of mental energy... The current limit is not enough. I need to meditate to recover."

"Skill practice... I have no skills."

The last daily task I can do today is: [Perform a spell deduction].

Tyron took a deep breath and took out the two faintly glowing [Apprentice's Experience Books] from his card draw space.

These experience books are available on the market, but they are all very expensive.

Furthermore, to achieve the best results, it is best to be from the same school of thought, or even practice the same technique.

Because these experiences are the crystallization of knowledge extracted from the heads of dead wizards!

A general-purpose experience like the one that Tyron has would be worth at least 1000 purple gold coins on the black market.

With a thought, the two books transformed into streams of light and entered between his eyebrows.

The proficiency of the [Summoning and Domination Technique] increased dramatically!

[360 → 1360/10]

boom!

A wealth of insights into soul ripples and spiritual boundaries appeared out of thin air in his mind, as solid as if he had been practicing day and night for three months.

"8640 experience points are needed to break through the first stage (LV.1)."

In this world's system, whether it's the five major classes from apprentice to legend, or the ten minor ranks within each class, there are strict standards.

A technique model is a yardstick for measuring levels.

Each surgical model is divided into ten stages.

For an apprentice, completing each stage of the deduction process means that he has advanced one level on his apprenticeship path.

When all ten stages are completed and the model is fully solidified, capable of supporting massive magical circuits...

That is the moment to advance to a formal wizard and achieve a leap in one's life level!

That will be the moment when ordinary people enter the extraordinary realm, and their lifespan will increase from the normal 70 years to 200 years.

"Although I haven't leveled up yet, my perception of magic has become stronger."

Tyron closed his eyes and entered a state of introspection.

In his mental world, a hazy mist floats.

Deep within the mist, a dim, three-dimensional magic array can be vaguely seen; that is the [Spirit Summoning and Control Technique] passed down from the mentor.

The so-called "spell deduction" is to use one's own mental energy as fuel to dispel the fog and light up the rune nodes on the magic circle.

The process involves refining magic by advancing the spell model.

This is an extremely tedious, difficult, and costly process.

It's like using flesh and blood to push a huge, rusty millstone.

"Let's begin."