Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 278 The Path to Omnipotence (with current stats of the main character)

The nights in the Central Lands are always exceptionally dazzling, with countless magical lights flowing among the towering spires like a flowing river.

At higher elevations, the starlight appears exceptionally clear, as if it could be reached out and touched.

As the "Star Projection" property operated automatically, Ron could feel the energy from billions of light-years away slowly seeping into his body, nourishing his soul and magic pool.

Every ray of starlight infuses his flesh, bones, and even spirit with a faint yet constant power, accumulating little by little over time.

After meditating, Ron turned and went back inside, taking out a shimmering three-element interconnected crystal from his desk drawer.

He gently infused a wisp of magic, and the crystal immediately lit up, projecting a hexagonal energy screen.

A moment later, Mrs. Allen's familiar face appeared on the screen.

"Hey kid, still not asleep this late?"

Mrs. Allen was as direct as ever, but her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible concern.

Ron smiled slightly: "Madam looks quite well; the journey seems to have gone smoothly?"

"It went much more smoothly than expected."

Mrs. Allen nodded, adjusted the camera, and the faint shadows of green trees could be seen outside the window of the herbal medicine shop:
"We have arrived at the Emerald Forest. Thanks to your previous arrangements, especially that hybrid earth dragon, it has been a great help."

"Where's Lilia?" Ron couldn't help but ask, his voice softening unconsciously.

Mrs. Allen turned the crystal, and the image blurred slightly before refocusing.

In the glow of the magic crystal lamp, the girl leaned against the desk, intently studying an ancient book, with several bottles of colorful potions beside her.

The old woman paused slightly:
"To be honest, her learning speed has even surprised me. In just a few months, she has already been able to refine advanced magic potions with my assistance. Although the success rate is not high, it is quite remarkable for an apprentice."

A warm feeling welled up in Ron's heart, and he nodded slightly:
"She has always been very smart, but she lacks proper guidance."

"It's you."

Mrs. Allen abruptly changed the subject, her sharp gaze fixed on Ron through the crystal:

"You look exhausted. Life in the Central Lands isn't easy, is it?"

Ron paused for a moment, then shook his head and smiled:

“You can’t hide it from the lady’s eyes. Indeed, the pace of life here is much faster than in the Black Mist Forest. And after becoming a full-fledged wizard, there are actually more things to do than during my apprenticeship.”

Don't push yourself too hard.

Mrs. Allen blinked and offered her advice:
"Great power requires a healthy body and a clear mind to wield. Excessive fatigue will only lead to less effective results."

The two chatted for a while longer, exchanging some research insights on potions.

Just before the end, Mrs. Allen suddenly said:
"By the way, Hayek contacted me a few days ago and said that the situation at the Black Mist School is better than expected. The 'favors' you left for those mentors seem to be working very well."

Ron nodded slightly; this was within his expectations.

The purity of the grace he bestows has been proven by countless examples.

"I tried to contact Trish and Corinna, but there was no response."

Mrs. Allen's tone was tinged with doubt:

"Logically speaking, with Corinna's strength, she should have a place in the Crystal Spire. Did you encounter them there?"

Ron shook his head, a complex emotion in his eyes:
“I haven’t seen them since I came to the Central Lands. There is an instructor named Corinna on the faculty roster of the Crystal Spire. I heard that they have gone to the edge of the Abyss to carry out a gathering mission.”

This is indeed a mystery.

Trish and Corinna, who had already arrived in the Central Lands with Valen, why did they disappear without a trace after just one mission?

Especially Corinna, a young wizard who is close to the Moon Rank and has a clear hope of advancement.

Such talent would be considered a backbone even in the Crystal Spire.

"It involves the abyss; anyone could fall in there, so you don't need to worry about it too much..."

Mrs. Allen simply summarized it in a calm tone.

"No matter what, be extra careful," she concluded.

"Strength is always the best guarantee."

After the call ended, Ron fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

Trish's whereabouts were indeed a mystery to him, but he had more pressing matters to attend to now.

That bet from about a year ago—who would become a formal wizard first.

The results are in, but it's a pity we didn't have the chance to confirm them in person.

We'll meet again.

Ron muttered to himself, then turned his attention back to the crystal book in front of him.

The brief contact with his mentor brought him comfort, but also strengthened his resolve to move forward.

"Tomorrow is the 'Rainbow Ring' competition, and also the last day of the Lance Memorial Day celebration." Ron's thoughts suddenly drifted away.

This holiday, which is about to end, actually heralds the arrival of the first month of the second quarter, which is around May.

In other words, he has been in the central region for about a month.

Including the nearly two months spent on the airship, and the more than one month spent returning to the Kingdom of Farouk to handle family affairs after breaking through to become a formal wizard.

There was also the period when we helped the school suppress the leak of the abyss's aura.
"It's been almost half a year since I became a full-fledged wizard."

This realization made Ron take a deep breath and decide to do a comprehensive review and planning.

Over the past six months, his progress in various aspects has been quite encouraging.

But in this central region teeming with wizards, he dared not slacken his efforts in the slightest.

A sense of unease constantly haunted him, preventing him from truly relaxing.

Ron closed his eyes, his magic flowing through his body, and he once again entered that familiar inner world.

The Consciousness Library is now more magnificent than before, evolving from simple wooden bookshelves into a knowledge palace made of translucent crystal.

Countless books were neatly arranged, each radiating a subtle glow, symbolizing the results of a qualitative change in spiritual power.

A miniature star map floats suspended above the towering dome, slowly rotating and casting a soft light throughout the space.

He lightly raised his wrist, summoning a special crystal book from the air, engraved with gold lettering: [Ron Ralph]

Turn the pages, and all the information is laid out at a glance: (omitted here, see the author's words).
Ron's fingertips lightly brushed over the data. Behind each number and each word lay countless days and nights of tireless effort and exploration.

"In just six months, judging from the data alone, I have indeed made considerable progress. But compared to the top fifty on the 'Genius List,' those monsters with multiple first-tier talents, I still have a long way to go."

He frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the profession column. All professions had now advanced to two stars or higher, and the main profession, Wizard, was originally three stars.

"The path to omnipotence is always the most difficult."

Ron sighed, but immediately rekindled his enthusiasm:

"But that's precisely what makes it most valuable. After all, the career slots are unlimited. Stacking more slots gives you more advantages than others, and little by little, you accumulate more..."

He began to outline his future development plans.

First, from the wizard's perspective:
This will always be his core development path.

Although I have mastered Star Eater's Whispers and all major spells, my experience points are increasing slowly.

But he dared not slack off in his daily meditation and spell training.

After all, the pursuit of all other paths is essentially aimed at raising the ceiling of the wizarding path.

"In terms of spells, apart from special spells like 'Erosion Melody' which are difficult to improve through regular training, other skills that have reached the mastery level have an extremely slow rate of experience gain."

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound:

"This kind of painstaking process will probably take a long time."

His eyes throbbed with pain, a stark reminder of his severe lack of sleep each day.

For nearly a month, he has hardly had a proper rest. He teaches and researches during the day, handles various affairs and practices magic at dusk, meditates and resonates with the stars late at night, and studies various ancient books at dawn.
He had every minute and every second fully scheduled.

This almost self-torturing lifestyle is a severe test even for someone as physically strong as Ron.

However, there is no gain without pain, especially in this highly competitive world.

"Perhaps I can consider purchasing and learning some new spell models. Once I have enough contribution points and funds, this should be a direction worth considering."

Ron was deep in thought, his eyes sharp.

It is worth noting that the two core skills gained after becoming a formal wizard—Super Magic Techniques and Radiation Field—are still at the beginner level.

These two skills are extremely difficult and lack systematic guidance, so progress is naturally slow.

The almost frozen progress bar was undoubtedly a merciless mockery of all his efforts.

To receive private guidance from the Crystal Spire regarding the formal wizarding level, one must possess sufficient contribution points.

This is also why he put a lot of effort into writing his thesis.

"As for the skills Mental Blast and Elemental Perception, thanks to the solid foundation I built during my apprenticeship, I'm not far from breaking through to the mastery level. I can strengthen my practice in these areas recently and strive to break through as soon as possible."

Ron raised his left hand slightly, and a faint energy fluctuation flashed at his fingertips.

"In theory, a master-level mental blast combined with the echo technique of the resonance wave should be able to instantly destroy the mental core of a wizard of the same level if it hits."

His lips curled up slightly, as if he felt a little comforted.

The situation is much more optimistic if the focus shifts to the Knights.

Thanks to the "two-way communication" function of the substitute puppet, he always made it undergo continuous training in body tempering and bloodline activation.

Both physical attributes and experience points for related skills are steadily increasing.

When the mind is overly fatigued, a short period of physical exercise can provide a unique sense of relaxation.

“It’s time,” Ron decided on the next steps:
"The 'Sun Protection Fragment' has been successfully completed into the 'Sun Incarnation,' and the final stage of the 'Corona Breathing Technique' can now be attempted."

However, what troubled him most at this moment was the matter of wizarding skills.

Potions, Bloodline Modification, Alchemy, Enchanting, Historical Research, Astrology
There are nearly ten professional skills in front of me, each of which requires a lot of time and energy to master.

Ron felt a strong sense of powerlessness wash over him.

Even if he only sleeps two or three hours a day and devotes all his time to cultivation and research, he still cannot manage so many fields at the same time.

Moreover, the deeper one delves, the more exponentially the difficulty of each area increases.

"Is the path to omnipotence truly feasible?"

He wavered for a rare moment, his eyes revealing deep weariness.

"Master, take a rest."

Alan's voice suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting Ron's thoughts.

The tree spirit pushed open the door and entered, its emerald green eyes filled with concern.

Her branches swayed gently, and she held a cup of warm liquid that emitted a faint fragrance in her hand.

"Elm bark extract can relieve mental fatigue."

Ailan handed the cup to Ron in a gentle voice.

Ron took the cup, took a sip, and felt the warm liquid slide down his throat, bringing a gradual warmth to his stomach.

“Thank you, Ailan.” He nodded slightly. “I was just thinking about some things.”

Ailan stood quietly to one side, her branches swaying gently, as if hesitating about something.

Finally, she spoke:

“Master, since arriving in the Central Lands, you've been pushing yourself to the limit almost every day. And I've noticed your to-do list is getting longer and longer.”

Ron glanced at Ailan with slight surprise.

He always thought he had hidden it well, but he never expected that even Ailan would notice his excessive fatigue.

"Tree spirits have far more acute senses than you think."

Ailan smiled slightly: "Especially for those individuals with whom we have a life-bound connection."

Ron put down his cup and let out a long sigh:

“You’re right. Maybe I do need to plan my time more effectively.”

True strength lies not only in knowing how to work hard, but also in knowing how to use time efficiently.

Blindly working hard will only lead to less effective results, while reasonable planning is true wisdom.

After a moment's thought, Ron decided to focus his recent efforts on his two newly acquired skills: enchanting and runic writing.

"Although these two skills are still in the beginner stage, thanks to Levin's recording crystal, the progress can be considered smooth."

If these skills can be upgraded to proficiency level, gaining corresponding skill bonuses, and if one can successfully change jobs to an enchanter, combined with various synergistic effects, it might lead to another major breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Ron's eyes were filled with anticipation.

The three arts combined—Potion of Arts, Alchemy, and Enchanting—with Enchanting being the last piece of the puzzle he was missing.

"As for my practice in potions and bloodline modulation, I have indeed slacked off recently." He felt a little guilty.

After all, these two skills were the first specialties that helped him make a name for himself in the Black Mist School.

"Fortunately, the career panel can solidify existing achievements. Even if you temporarily put them aside, your skills will not become rusty or regress. This is an unparalleled advantage."

He could only console himself in his heart.

As for those longer-term plans:
Further development and integration of new branches of the Chimera bloodline, and the continued advancement of the "Furnace Concept".
Each one buzzed in his mind like a time bomb, urging him to seize every minute and every second.

“Master, Dale has recently made a new breakthrough in water flow control.”

Seeing the other person's brows furrow again, Ailan changed the subject at the opportune moment:
"She has already been able to create a water-piercing barrier with sufficient offensive power."

Ron nodded slightly, feeling somewhat gratified.

Even in this busy state, the two partners are still growing and improving in their own way, even without his constant supervision.

“Once the simulation combat device is completed, she can also participate in the training,” he nodded in response.

Speaking of the combat simulation device, Ron was reminded of his financial difficulties.

He counted his remaining funds and found that he had less than ten complete magic stones left.

Almost all of this money was spent on purchasing various auxiliary space materials needed for the mobile workshop.

As for making money by taking on potion orders, just like he did in the Black Mist Forest...

In the Central Lands, a place teeming with masters, one must possess unique skills to stand out among numerous senior potion masters and even potion professors.

"I must secure a top-three finish in the Rainbow Ring," Ron thought to himself, his eyes hardening with determination.

Tomorrow's "Rainbow Ring" competition will be an excellent opportunity to showcase our strength.

His outstanding performance in major competitions, coupled with his unique improvement plan for advanced potions and the blueprint paper for the "mobile simulation device".

That might be enough to establish the reputation of their workshop and lay the foundation for taking on orders and making money in the future.

Ailan seemed to sense Ron's determination and nodded slightly:

“The master always finds a solution. I believe this time will be no exception.”

Ron stood up, walked to the balcony, and gazed at the dazzling night sky over the central area.

Someday in the future, when he stands at the pinnacle of wizardry, looking down upon all living beings and reflecting on the hardships of today, he may smile knowingly.

At that time, he will no longer be bound by time and resources, and will be able to explore the mysteries of the universe at will, and hold the power of life and death.

But now, he must be down-to-earth and climb up step by step.

(End of this chapter)