abnabooks Chapter 45 Huge Benefits, Hal's Defenses Are Breached
Chapter 45 Huge Benefits, Hal's Defenses Are Breached
After half an hour.
Ian has inherited the pharmacology legacy.
"Within the school, the Horton Wizard passed down two apothecary traditions: the Radiant Eye and the Spiritual Guidance."
As they walked through the Potions Department's underground library, Vivian explained things to everyone as they went.
As Ian listened, he also observed his surroundings.
This area is similar to the school's library, with bookshelves arranged here and the air filled with the scent of grass and trees.
"The former allows you to identify the energy within materials, while the latter can release a gentle spiritual field, harmonizing the violent magical factors."
However, both are skills that only second-tier wizards can begin learning. Novice apothecaries learn simplified versions: Glimmering Eye and Guiding Spell, each costing one hundred magic stones.
Vivian went to a bookshelf and took down two memory crystals.
Memory crystals are only used for important information; records are usually made on parchment or paper.
"One hundred magic stones?"
Ian was astonished by the price.
That's way too expensive.
He can't afford it!
"Consider this a gift from me, and also an apology for not being able to help you over the past three months. I hope you don't mind."
Vivian adjusted her glasses and handed the memory crystal to Ian.
"I don't mind, I don't mind."
How could Ian possibly mind? Even if he prepared potions every day for three months, he couldn't possibly earn two hundred magic stones!
"I've already passed the torch to you. I'll take care of things in the department for you. The rest is up to you."
In the world of wizarding, ultimately you have to rely on yourself; I can only offer you some insignificant help.
Vivian said.
"clear."
Ian nodded.
He naturally understood this.
Without his hard work in improving his talent, how could this day have come!
Therefore, we must not slack off in our departmental work from now on.
Besides, there's also the Hal and culture sequence!
........
After receiving the inheritance.
Vivian left, while Ian stayed behind.
"One magic stone, one hour of reading time."
Ian nodded and handed a magic stone to the wizard who was in charge of the library.
I started reading it very quickly.
Compared to the library, the potion-making books here are significantly more advanced.
Although it's just a public area, it's better than some of the paid content in a library.
Since developing his photographic memory, he had long since finished reading everything in the library's public areas, but he had only reached a level of proficiency.
At this point, it also began to rise slowly.
"I wonder what the effect would be if this skill were upgraded to perfection!"
Ian was somewhat expectant.
Unlike all the skills he had learned, his potion identification level was zero, but zero level was considered to be from level one to the peak.
Based on his understanding of the system.
The more difficult it is to improve, the better the results are generally expected.
Once this skill is perfected, it will definitely surprise him.
An hour later.
Ian, who had increased his proficiency by twenty points, left satisfied.
"Next, we went to the castle to register our identities."
Relaxing his shoulders, Ian left the department.
He arrived at the castle very quickly.
At the castle gate.
Mickey rested atop the castle like a statue today.
It was too far away, so I didn't say hello.
So Ian went straight inside.
"Ian!"
The moment they entered, Mickey Mouse on the castle opened his eyes.
"It's been three months, and the progress seems to have slowed down a bit compared to before!" Mickey was not satisfied with Ian's progress.
"So it really is a limitation of talent?"
It sighed.
Talent is extremely important for wizards, especially during the apprenticeship stage.
Although Ian's magical talent is almost invincible, his natural talent is definitely a major weakness.
"Why!"
The problem is, it has no solution either!
Anything that can enhance talent is a rare and precious treasure, something that a minor school of thought like the Horton School of Wizardry could never possess.
"I can only provide the investment I can afford; the rest is up to him."
Mickey's eyes narrowed slightly.
Then Ian came out, and a star appeared on the Potions Department badge he wore on his chest.
"Junior Pharmacist!"
Mickey's eyes lit up.
He's only been in the department for a few months and he's already a junior pharmacist. No wonder he has such a promising talent.
There is a reason for that.
So it slowly flew down.
"Mickey-sama."
As the shadows on the ground shifted, Ian noticed Mickey falling from the sky.
"Little Ian, you're surprising me more and more. Congratulations on advancing to the level of a junior pharmacist," Mickey congratulated him.
"We couldn't have done without the help of that school of thought!"
Ian said modestly.
"Talking about schools of thought is nonsense. Without being included in the training sequence, you're of no help to any school; you're just cannon fodder," Mickey said dismissively.
As Horton's beast, he has the deepest understanding of the schools of thought!
He does not mean that.
Ian's eyes narrowed.
Those who don't enter the culture sequence...are they all just cannon fodder?
"Could you please explain what a cultivation sequence is, Mr. Mickey?" Ian couldn't help but ask.
"The training sequence is something the old man came up with for the initial screening of talent within different schools of thought." Mickey suddenly remembered this and looked at Ian, saying:
"I suggest you give it a shot, because you can only get access to many things once you're in the process."
"clear!"
Ian nodded.
From this perspective, the significance of the culture sequence may be greater than he imagined.
As he pondered, a feather slowly fell from before his eyes.
"This is a gift for your advancement to junior apothecary, imprinted with a high-level spell."
Mickey's voice drifted over.
Ian was very surprised.
Excellent level?
This is something even core departments don't have the authority to purchase.
It's something that's truly priceless and unavailable for sale.
"Thank you, Mr. Mickey."
Ian expressed his gratitude.
He's not stupid. It's one thing if he's generous once or twice, but how could he be so generous every time? Besides, he's heard rumors about Mickey more or less over the past few months.
Even a dog passing by will have a hair plucked from its body!
He clearly had ulterior motives, but so what? He still gained enough.
But I wasn't that greedy!
So he handed all the remaining magic stones to Mickey.
Mickey's eyes lit up immediately.
He swallowed it all in one gulp.
"You're so sensible. Come find me again once you're in the training program."
Mickey's feathers were all spread out, and his eyes looked much kinder.
......
at the same time.
the other side.
In an office on the third floor of the Potions Department, not far from Vivian.
The dimly lit office was completely silent, like a snake pit buried deep underground.
Hal stood there, looking slightly nervous.
A voice broke the silence.
"Hal".
"Minister Doug!"
Hal raised his head and looked ahead.
Behind the huge black table sat a middle-aged wizard.
He was dressed in a black wizard's robe, his hair was pulled back, and his eyes were vertical pupils like those of a snake.
"He advanced to junior pharmacist in three months. If you hadn't said you were targeting him, I would have almost thought you were helping him."
Doug's voice was sharp and carried a chilling quality.
Hale's forehead was covered in sweat: "Minister, how is this possible? You know, even my grandson was..."
"Stop!" Doug interrupted Hal, looking up. "So you just watched a guy comparable to Victor get away right under your nose!"
The table was slammed heavily, and Hal's heart skipped a beat.
"Minister, it's all because that despicable Ian is too cunning. Minister, what do you suggest we do?" Hal gritted his teeth.
"What should I do? You're asking me what to do?"
Doug looked up, gritting his teeth, and said, "Now that Vivian is protecting him, what can I do? If you had found out sooner, things wouldn't be like this."
"We can only wait and see how the war develops, whether there will be any opportunities. Also, your laboratory's resource allocation will be halved for the next three months."
"good!"
Hal's heart ached terribly, and he nodded with difficulty.
He was then kicked out of the office.
As soon as I returned to the lab, a pharmacist came over with a box of medicines.
"Wizard Hal, the auditing department says there's a problem with this batch of potions."
"Is there a problem?"
Hal stared blankly at the seemingly normal potion.
But then I realized something.
"Damn Vivian, damn Ian."
He broke down and started cursing.
The hatred he felt for Ian in his heart intensified rapidly!