I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World

Chapter 96

“I see great potential in you to become an official wizard,” Nocturne remarked. “To have grown to your current level in just two years, if you can gather the raw materials, you may have a chance to become an official wizard within ten years.”

“Well, let’s hope your kind words come true then,” Lynn replied with a smile.

“Haha, our Black Crow clan has a good eye for talent,” Nocturne said, gesturing to his own eyes.

“Do official wizards also form alliances?” Lynn inquired.

“Not exactly. It’s just that Lady Maybetessa and I have reached a cooperation agreement. At this stage, I am qualified to dispatch my followers to participate in her conquest and development of certain planes. A portion of the resources I develop will be provided to Lady Maybetessa,” Nocturne explained candidly.

“First-level wizard towers basically lack the ability to open up other planes. To gain more opportunities, many first-level wizards will collaborate with wizards who have the ability to open up other planes. After all, the resources of a plane are very abundant, and it’s just too slow for a single wizard to develop it,” he continued.

“When you break through to become a first-level wizard, you can also consider choosing a suitable wizard to cooperate with. Lady Maybetessa is actually quite generous; she only takes thirty percent of the resources, while many wizards demand forty percent,” Nocturne added.

Forty percent? Nearly half the harvest. Mastering the ability to open up foreign planes was so lucrative, just providing a gateway can yield so much profit.

Lynn was astonished in his heart.

Lynn chatted with Nocturne for a long time and found that Nocturne was much more proficient in mutation studies than he was.

It also made Lynn truly feel the authority of a wizard, even if he was just a first-level wizard, he was very proficient in non-specialized fields.

Lynn estimated that Nocturne’s knowledge in mutation studies was at least comparable to that of a third-level apprentice in the field of life occupations.

However, little did he know, Nocturne was also amazed by Lynn’s expertise.

Because Lynn had only been exposed to wizards for two years, as Harin had told him.

Given Wizard Harin’s character, he probably wouldn’t lie about such things.

It was just that in two years’ time, Lynn’s comprehension in mutation studies was not inferior to many wizard apprentices who had been studying for a long time at the third-level.

In fact, comprehension in this field also depended a lot on talent, which was different from meditation talent.

“I remember you wrote on the paper that you’re also proficient in alchemical studies?” Nocturne suddenly remembered something and couldn’t help but ask.

Even bloodline studies weren’t mentioned, but listing alchemical studies instead. This indicates that in Lynn’s mind, even if his alchemical studies may not be as profound as mutation studies, the difference shouldn’t be too great. 

Nocturne said as he thought.

After a pause, Nocturne continued, “You spend six hours studying here every day. Since you passed the test, I can also tell you about some of the experiments I’m conducting. I’m researching the fusion of mutant bloodlines, so I need a large amount of mutated blood for experimentation.”

“If I extract the blood myself, it will waste time, but this kind of experiment is generally beyond the capabilities of ordinary people because the source of this mutated blood will be many kinds of avian monsters,” Nocturne elaborated.

Lynn understood Nocturne’s meaning; what he needed to do was a task that an ordinary apprentice couldn’t handle, requiring some technical expertise but also time-consuming work.

Wasn’t this similar to the tasks he assigned to the goblin engineers in his laboratory?

Lynn had also delegated the most tedious and boring steps of constructing Iron Serpent No. 1 to them.

And what Lynn did here with Nocturne was slightly more advanced than what the goblin engineers did, but fundamentally there was no difference.

However, Lynn had no complaints; he believed in the principle of “money talks.”

As long as the pay was good, he was willing to do anything.

During his conversation with Nocturne just now, Nocturne also mentioned compensation. Nocturne had a lot of raw materials that could be used to construct wizard towers because wizard towers needed continuous expansion, from breaking through to becoming a second-level wizard, and then the wizard tower also needed to break through to become a second-level wizard tower.

So, it wasn’t that wizards stopped collecting source materials after building a wizard tower; it was just that official wizards needed more source materials, and the quality also needed to be higher.

Nocturne had quite a few source materials in his hands, and he could give Lynn a piece of source material as compensation later.

“Alright, I’ll have Black Crow send you back first.”

On the way back to the square, Lynn noticed many scrutinizing gazes around him, coming from the buildings of other wizard towers in the darkness.

But because Lynn was sitting on the back of Black Crow and the fluctuations emitted by the invitation card in Lynn’s arms, the greedy and bloodthirsty gazes around him converged.

The square Lynn previously entered was called the landing point, and there were many such landing points here; Lynn had entered just one of them.

Because the area was so vast, relying on just one landing point would consume too much time merely traveling.

This place was referred to by Nocturne as the inner court, a subspace attached to the Continent of Vanquished Gods, which had now been transformed into the headquarters of the Abyss Wizard Academy.

According to Nocturne, many inaccessible areas of the Continent of Vanquished Gods or ancient perilous places had been transformed into headquarters for various wizard factions.

However, many dangerous places had not been completely eliminated.

For instance, the inner court, which was actually quite large. The Abyss Wizard Academy occupied only a small part, and most of the inner court’s regions remained intact.

For great wizards, there was no threat, but for ordinary wizards, it was still full of danger. This was also why Nocturne advised Lynn not to wander around randomly; after all, finding another assistant as suitable for hard labor as Lynn was would be a waste of time.

Lynn found himself caught in a busy and tight rhythm of life for the next period of time.

Just as Jim had mentioned when they first met, many wizard apprentices who entered the academy were hardly ever seen roaming outside.

Because every ambitious apprentice was busy striving to become an official wizard.

Every day, Lynn would make sure to set aside time for meditation and daily experiments, followed by assisting Nocturne in his wizard tower in the inner court.

Just these basic tasks alone would require at least eleven hours of time.

Not to mention that Lynn also had to find time to make Iron Serpent No. 1 to earn magic stones. Under Jim’s promotion, Iron Serpent No. 1 had already gained quite a reputation within certain circles of apprentices, and there were often apprentices coming to purchase it. This also meant that Lynn had no leisure time to improve Iron Serpent No. 1 and had to temporarily set it aside.

In addition, there would occasionally be official wizards coming out from the inner court to give lectures. As long as the courses were related to alchemical studies, mutation studies, and wizard tower construction, Lynn would hardly ever miss them.

The construction of wizard towers varied depending on the subjects emphasized in their design. However, there were two subjects that were indispensable—one was alchemical studies, and the other was runology.

As for studying more subjects, Lynn admitted he didn’t have the energy for it.

He would consider it after the experiments with Nocturne were over. The pressing time made Lynn wish he could split himself in half.

In the bright lecture theater, Lynn, wearing a wizard robe, hurriedly made his way to the classroom, clutching his notebook. Just after finishing experiments with Nocturne, he rushed to the classroom. Today’s lecture was on “Wizard Tower Construction and Insights,” a topic Lynn couldn’t afford to miss.

But he was a little late. By the time Lynn arrived, the classroom was already packed with apprentices, unusual for a room that was rarely ever full.

“There’s a seat here,” came a voice from the front row. It was Ido, waving to Lynn as he entered the classroom.

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