Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 269 Mind Power
Her tone turned firm:

"As for the help I expect from you, it's very simple—I need your favor to stabilize my condition and ultimately help me break through the limitations of 'Demonic Devour' and complete my advancement."

Ron pondered for a moment, his expression turning cautious:
"In theory, such an exchange is feasible. Through continuous knowledge exchange, we can establish a stable flow of favors between us. But I'm afraid I cannot make any promises about resolving the 'Demonic Devouring' problem immediately."

"I understand."

Eve spoke softly, her eyes showing a hint of weariness, which was then replaced by hope:
“But even if there’s only a one in ten thousand chance, I’m willing to try. Over the years, my mother has made me try all the conventional treatments, but none of them have really solved the problem.”

Ron gazed at the dark-haired girl and read in her eyes the pain and torment of being trapped by her own talent.

A genius born with the ability to see the stars, yet forced to stand forever at the bottom of a deep well, yearns to break free of his constraints, yet is compelled to coexist with them.

"Therefore, we need to further clarify the cooperation methods."

Ron sorted out his thoughts:

"I will regularly teach you the core knowledge of potion-making and bloodline modulation, especially those parts that may help with the symptoms of 'Demonic Devour'."

You can also share with me historical secrets and otherworldly knowledge systems permitted by Professor Yutel.

Eve nodded slightly, satisfied.

"We should schedule regular meetings, such as twice a week for two hours each time. We should choose this location; the small building has a sophisticated magic control system that will have the least impact on my symptoms."

“All of these arrangements require a reasonable and public justification.”

Ron added cautiously, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table:

"To avoid unnecessary speculation and interference."

"The simplest way is for me to formally become your student."

Eve suggested, her tone tinged with anticipation:

"In this way, our frequent meetings have the most natural explanation and will also enhance your reputation within the school."

Ron pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly:
“This is indeed an ideal arrangement. However, to make this ‘teacher-student relationship’ more credible, you need to attend my open courses and truly participate.”

“I would be happy to do so.”

Eve was almost as excited as an ordinary teenage girl:
"To be honest, after being plagued by 'demonic devouring' for many years, being able to participate in normal learning activities is a luxury for me."

At this point in the conversation, the black-haired girl suddenly reached out onto the table, her fingertips lightly tracing lines in the air.

Ron immediately sensed a subtle change in the magical particles in the surrounding air, which began to flow in an orderly fashion under Eve's mental guidance.

"Let me demonstrate the mental manipulation technique I just mentioned," Eve explained softly, her tone tinged with barely concealed pride.

Her fingertips twirled gently, and with that movement, the particles in the air arranged themselves with astonishing precision.

Under her control, those almost invisible particles gradually formed a lifelike crystal flower.

Each petal is composed of thousands of precisely arranged particles, which refract light to create a dreamlike rainbow of colors.

The flower slowly rotates, and you can even see the subtle textures and veins on the petals.

“This…” Ron’s eyes widened slightly, and his voice revealed a rare genuine surprise.

"It's just a basic application."

Eve spoke modestly, but the pride in her amethyst eyes was hard to conceal:

"By controlling particles in the air, we can create all sorts of intricate structures. This ultimate control can be extended to many fields."

With a gentle wave of her hand, the crystal flower disintegrated in mid-air, its particles rearranging to form a miniature magic array model, the complexity of which was astonishing.

"This level of control precision helps wizards achieve unprecedented accuracy in spell construction, reducing energy waste and increasing spell efficiency."

Eve's voice revealed her love for this craft:

"Under certain special circumstances, it is even possible to directly change the structure of matter through mental power, without the need for the intermediary of traditional spell models."

Ron's gaze became exceptionally focused; he could feel an unprecedented possibility rapidly taking shape in his mind:
"This level of control is almost like telekinesis."

As soon as he uttered those words, he realized that he had inadvertently used terms from his past life, but Eve did not show any suspicion.

"Telekinesis? A very apt term."

She smiled as she commented, her amethyst eyes filled with admiration:

"Indeed, this technique is completely different from the traditional use of mental power. It focuses more on precision than intensity, like using a delicate scalpel rather than a heavy hammer."

Ron carefully observed Eve's actions, activating his "Supernatural Recognition" ability to deeply analyze its mysteries.

In his perception, Eve's mental power was like countless tiny tentacles, acting directly on the material world with unimaginable precision, forming a near-perfect projection of will.

This is quite different from how ordinary wizards channel magic through spell models.

It's more like a direct intervention in thinking, eliminating intermediate processes and greatly improving efficiency and accuracy.

"You know my situation."

The girl's expression dimmed slightly:
"For me, this direct control is a last resort—because I can't use magic like a normal wizard, and the 'magic bite' symptoms immediately kick in whenever I try to cast a spell, and the pain is unbearable."

Her soft voice trembled slightly, as if it touched upon a memory she didn't want to recall:
"It's like having countless knives cutting every nerve inside your body at the same time, while your brain is forced to stay awake and unable to fall into a coma to escape the pain."

Ron nodded slightly, saying nothing more, but he was already calculating the many applications this technique might bring.

If this precise control were incorporated into his "mental blast," it might be possible to create a more accurate and deadly attack method.

When used for "spell construction," it can significantly improve spell efficiency, achieving stronger output with the same investment.

Eve waved away the particles and turned to Ron:
"I think this technique should inspire you to think about the application of mental power. Especially for you as a Primal Wizard, applying this technique may produce even more amazing results."

Ron nodded slightly, somewhat interested:

“I’m really looking forward to learning this technique in depth; it truly represents a rare and valuable way of thinking.”

"So, we've settled on this?"

Eve's voice was filled with undisguised anticipation, and her amethyst eyes shone with hope:
"Will I officially become your student, and will we exchange knowledge and inspire each other privately?"

“It’s settled then.” Ron nodded slightly, officially confirming this unusual agreement.

"Great!"

Eve's face lit up with a bright smile.

At that moment, she was no longer the high and mighty princess of the Crown Clan, but simply a young girl who had found hope.

That pure joy touched Ron's heart.

But he quickly suppressed this emotion and returned to rationality.

“From today onwards, I am your student, Professor Ralph.”

Eve gathered her thoughts slightly and spoke in a more formal tone:

"I will attend your open courses and complete every assignment you give me diligently."

Ron smiled slightly: "I will also try my best to be a qualified mentor and do my best to help you."

"Then please just call me Eve," the black-haired girl said softly.

"Right now I am just one of your many students, and I don't need special treatment."

"Have you heard? Princess Eve of the Crown Clan has become Ron's student!"

"What? That little princess suffering from 'demonic devouring' symptoms? She actually dared to leave that magically isolated building?"

"I heard she's already attended two of Ron's open classes, and she plans to continue auditing the upcoming sessions!"

"That's incredible! She's never even attended courses taught by visiting associate professors, so why is she so interested in a newly arrived teaching assistant?"

The news spread like wildfire throughout the Crystal Spire at an astonishing speed.

From student dormitories to faculty lounges, from the library to the alchemy lab, everyone was talking about this unusual event.

Those whispers formed an invisible web, weaving Ron's name into the power structure of the Crystal Spire more quickly and effectively than he had anticipated.

Whenever Eve appeared in class, she would cause a slight commotion.

The students would unconsciously steal glances at the black-haired girl who always sat in the front row and was guarded by two strange golems, their eyes filled with both curiosity and awe.

The older students would even come specifically to audit the classes, just to catch a glimpse of this legendary genius girl.

The first week of trial classes ended quickly, and Ron officially began his teaching career.

Thanks to Eve's involvement and her exceptional teaching skills, the number of applicants far exceeded expectations, and almost every class was packed.

What's even more surprising is that even though the tuition fee is as high as one hundred magic stone fragments per month, there are still a lot of students eager to enroll.

This is an extremely rare phenomenon in the teaching history of the Crystal Spire, and it even attracted the attention of several teaching directors.

"Mentor, another thirty-two students have submitted formal application forms."

Liz stood in Ron's office, holding a stack of documents, her voice trembling slightly with excitement:
"This exceeds the maximum capacity of the classroom, and the academic affairs office recommends opening a second class."

After the first trial class, Liz volunteered to become Ron's assistant and was responsible for handling daily teaching affairs.

Ron discovered through "supernatural perception" that although the young girl's mental strength aptitude was average, she had a good talent in potion-making.

However, due to a lack of proper guidance, we have taken many detours.

"Okay, then let's add an extra train on Thursday afternoon."

After a moment's thought, Ron nodded, shifting his gaze from a complex alchemical blueprint:

"By the way, Liz, you've made great progress lately."

Upon hearing this, Liz's face immediately flushed with excitement:

"This is all thanks to my mentor's excellent guidance. Since adjusting my mental energy pathways according to your advice, my meditation efficiency has increased by at least 30%!"

Her voice rose slightly with excitement:
"The most amazing thing is the improved 'mental stabilizer' formula, which allows me to maintain a state of focus for longer. Before your guidance, I could only maintain deep meditation for a maximum of twenty minutes, but now I can easily reach forty-five minutes or even longer!"

Ron nodded slightly, showing his satisfaction with the diligent student.

In just a few weeks of guidance, Liz has grown from an ordinary apprentice into one of the top students in the class.

The success rate of the experimental setup increased by nearly 40%, which further validated the effectiveness of his teaching methods.

“Keep this up and follow the learning path I’ve designed for you,” Ron encouraged.

"In next month's course, I will explain some more in-depth potion theory, so you need to prepare in advance."

"Yes, mentor! I will certainly live up to your expectations."

Liz nodded solemnly, then hesitated for a moment before finally asking:
"Teacher, will Princess Eve really continue to attend classes?"

Ron smiled slightly: "What's wrong? Does her presence make you nervous?"

“A little,” Liz admitted honestly, her voice trembling slightly.
"After all, she is a princess of the Crown Clan, and it is said that she has extraordinary talent."

At a young age, he was already able to recite the entire book "Fundamentals of Elementology" from memory and correct three logical errors in it.

Even if such a genius is unable to cultivate normally due to the 'demonic devouring' symptoms, his theoretical knowledge would probably still far surpass ours.

"Don't let these rumors affect you," Ron reassured him.

“In class, she is just like you, one of my students. There’s no need to pay special attention to her status; just focus on your own studies.”

Liz nodded in understanding, then reported on some other academic matters before respectfully leaving the office.

After Liz left, Ron stood up and walked to a corner of the office.

There was a specially made alchemical device there:

This was one of his main purposes in going to the Crystal Spire: to develop a prototype of a simulated combat device.

The device is a complex structure made of dozens of rare materials, with a fist-sized transparent crystal ball at its center, inside which fragments of Aksa's soul are suspended.

The soul fragment is surrounded by twelve small energy nodes, forming a complete energy circulation system.

Ron gently stroked the surface of the device, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and anticipation.

Once completed, this device will provide him with a place to conduct high-intensity training anytime, anywhere, greatly accelerating his improvement in strength.

However, a great deal of time and effort will be needed to complete this device.

In particular, the stabilization of soul fragments and the optimization of the energy circulation system are extremely challenging issues.

Fortunately, the mental control techniques Eve taught him provided a completely new approach to solving these problems.

Through that near-microscopic level of precise control, he was able to perform more refined energy regulation, which greatly improved the stability of the entire system.

In addition to developing the simulation combat device, Ron did not slack off on improving his own skills during this period.

Every night, he meditates for long periods under the starlight, constantly enhancing his magical foundation through the "Star Projection" property.

At the same time, he is also actively training two core skills—spell construction and mental blast.

These two skills, as the cornerstones of the wizarding system, began to show promising progress as the user gradually mastered Eve's mental control techniques.

At first, Ron encountered many difficulties.

Eve's mental control skills are indeed exquisite.

However, its operation is completely different from the traditional wizard's way of thinking, requiring a series of fundamental changes to the path of mental power operation.

"You need to completely break away from the traditional wizarding mindset."

The black-haired girl explained it this way during a knowledge exchange:

"Do not regard mental power as an energy that needs to be guided through a spell model, but rather as a direct extension of your will."

"Just like your arm, you don't need to think about how to lift every muscle in your arm. You just need to give the command to 'lift,' and your body will do it automatically."

The same applies to mental control; once the correct mental framework is established, precise manipulation becomes incredibly simple.

Following Eve's guidance, Ron began to attempt to reconstruct his mental energy pathways.

This is an extremely painful and lengthy process, much like an adult trying to relearn how to walk, with every step filled with frustration and confusion.

In the first few days, he couldn't even perform the most basic fine control.

To Eve, those supposedly precise maneuvers were like an elephant trying to assemble a glass artifact with its trunk.

(End of this chapter)