Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 337 Perfect Bloodline

Her gaze darted between Ron and Eve, as if observing something only she could perceive:
“Continue your discussion. I’m curious to see what kind of knowledge you will impart to Eve.”

Faced with this situation, Ron quickly adjusted his strategy.

With Cassandra present, he decided to shift the focus to the theoretical discussion of bloodline studies.

After all, this is one of the great wizard's areas of expertise, and also the best opportunity to demonstrate the depth of his knowledge.

"Since the Tower Master is here, I think it would be more meaningful to discuss some theories on the application of bloodline modulation today."

Ron’s statement became more formulaic: “In particular, some extended thoughts based on your earlier research materials.”

He turned to Eve and began to teach, but he could feel the pressure from Cassandra's gaze:
"Your Highness, do you still remember the core points of your mother's 'bloodline resonance theory'?"

Eve tried to calm herself down, but her mother's presence made it difficult for her to concentrate.
"Is...is it saying that there might be some kind of deep connection between different bloodlines?"

"That's correct, but it's only a superficial understanding."

Ron nodded in agreement, and then began to elaborate:
"Based on my research into the early theories of the Tower Master and my own experimental findings, I believe that the essence of bloodline resonance is 'information synchronization'."

He took out a special crystal device from his pocket:

"Each bloodline constantly emits energy signals of a specific frequency, which carry the basic information of the bloodline."

When two compatible bloodlines approach each other, their signals resonate, forming an information exchange.

Cassandra's gaze became focused, and she straightened her body slightly, clearly interested in this theoretical explanation.

"However, there is a key point in the tower master's theory that has not been explored in depth—the possibility of artificial resonance."

Ron continued, "If we can artificially modulate the signal frequency of bloodlines, we can force incompatible bloodlines to synchronize."

This thought caused Cassandra's pupils to contract slightly; she seemed to realize the enormous potential of this technology.

“Forced synchronization?” Eve’s voice trembled slightly, whether from nervousness or excitement, it was hard to tell. “What does this mean?”

"This means we can break through the traditional limitations of bloodline fusion."

Ron's tone carried the calm excitement characteristic of a researcher:

"In theory, any two bloodlines can be fused through artificial modulation. The key is to find the right frequency matching algorithm."

He paused for a moment, allowing the concept to settle fully:

"Of course, this technology also carries huge risks. Forced synchronization could lead to the complete collapse of the genetic structure of the bloodline host, or cause uncontrollable mutations."

Hearing this, Cassandra finally spoke, her voice carrying a clear sense of inquiry:
"Artificial frequency modulation... I did have a similar idea in the early days, but the technology at the time couldn't verify it. How did you arrive at this conclusion?"

"It was mainly inspired by your earlier theories on 'bloodline harmony'," Ron replied respectfully.

"In that paper you mentioned that the success rate of bloodline fusion is related to the 'natural affinity' between the two bloodlines."

I'm simply extending this concept further, considering whether this affinity can be artificially created.

“Natural affinity…” Cassandra repeated the word, a look of reminiscence in her eyes:

"That was an idea of ​​mine a long time ago. I never expected you to draw such a... bold conclusion from it."

Her tone contained both admiration and a deep-seated wariness:

"However, is it technically feasible to artificially modulate blood flow frequency? Do you have a specific implementation plan?"

This question touches on the core of Ron's research, and it's also the part he's least willing to reveal too much about.

"It's still in the theoretical stage," he replied cautiously.
"I'm trying to use rune technology to achieve frequency modulation, but I've encountered some technical difficulties."

The energy output of the runes is not stable enough to maintain precise modulation over long periods.

“Runes?” Cassandra was clearly quite interested in this:
"That's a novel idea. Most bloodline modifiers focus on biological methods, and few people think of using runes to solve the problem."

"Interdisciplinary integration often produces unexpected breakthroughs, which is why ancient alchemists were able to create so many brilliant achievements; they all possessed this kind of integrated thinking."

Ron explained:
"The precision of runes can compensate for the instability of bio-modulation. Of course, this also requires a sufficiently deep understanding of runes."

Cassandra nodded, indicating her approval of this interdisciplinary way of thinking:

"It seems your multidisciplinary background has indeed come in handy."

"Besides frequency modulation, I am also researching another direction—the active activation of bloodline memory."

Ron continued to share his research ideas: "In your theory, Tower Master, you mentioned that fragments of ancestral memories are preserved in the bloodline."

I'm wondering, if we could selectively activate these memories, would it be possible to temporarily grant the host some of their ancestors' abilities?

This idea made Eve's eyes widen: "You mean... it's possible to gain some of the abilities of one's ancestors?"

“Theoretically, it’s possible.” Ron nodded in confirmation.
"It's like a living repository of knowledge." He is optimistic about the future of this technology.

“Each bloodline host is a mobile library, containing the wisdom and experience of countless generations of ancestors.”

"But this process is extremely dangerous. Ancient memories are often accompanied by strong imprints of consciousness, and if the host's mental strength is insufficient, they may be influenced by the consciousness of their ancestors."

Cassandra observed the reactions of everyone present, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She seemed to be assessing something, contemplating the potential impact of these theories.

“Your theory is very insightful,” she finally said.

"Especially your idea about artificial frequency modulation, although it is similar to some of my earlier ideas, your approach is more... feasible."

She paused, then her tone became more formal: "I think I should share some deeper knowledge with you."

Cassandra took out a storage box from her bosom. The surface of the box was covered with complex runes that Ron had never seen before.

The runes slowly lit up when she touched them, releasing an unsettling energy fluctuation.

"This contains some experimental data that I have accumulated over the past few decades during my expeditions to other worlds."

Her voice carried a certain unfathomable meaning:
"Although it's not a top secret, it should still be of some reference value to your research."

The storage box slowly opened, revealing several crystal data storage devices inside, each emitting a different color of light.

Ron could sense the immense amount of information contained within it; the light seemed to contain the painful groans of countless otherworldly creatures.

"Those red crystals record the biomodification experiments of the 'Flesh Forge World,' mainly the test results on bloodline compatibility, as well as the analysis of some failed cases."

Cassandra's fingers lightly traced one of the blood-red memory modules:

"The indigenous races there have developed bloodline integration to an unimaginable level; they are able to reorganize their physiological structures in real time during battle."

A look of reminiscence crossed her eyes, but that reminiscence carried a chilling excitement:
"Of course, after we conquered that world, these technologies became our spoils of war. Those natives are now 'contributing' their wisdom in our laboratories."

Eve instinctively shuddered; she detected something chilling in her mother's calm tone.

Franka froze completely, beginning to realize what kind of fate might befall her.

"The blue ones come from the 'crystal co-occurrence dimension,' which contains some energy frequency measurement data that may be helpful for your frequency modulation research."

Cassandra continued her introduction:

"The organisms there can perfectly blend with inorganic matter, creating a hybrid that is both biological and mechanical."

She looked up, her purple eyes meeting Ron's directly:

"These data are not exactly core secrets, but they are completely unavailable through ordinary means."

The reason I'm willing to share this with you is because I see extraordinary potential in you.

"What potential are you referring to?" Ron asked cautiously.

"Calm rationality and a research spirit unbound by morality."

Cassandra's answer made the atmosphere in the room even more oppressive:
"True seekers are not swayed by so-called moral concepts; they only care about the truth itself."

Her gaze darted between Ron and the terrified Eve:
"Most modern wizards are emotionally influenced when faced with these experiments, questioning their 'legitimacy'."

Knowledge itself is neither good nor evil, only differing in value.

She looked at her daughter and noticed the look of horror on Eve's face, her eyes filled with disappointment.

“Eve is too young and hasn’t yet grasped the true rules of this world.”

There was a hint of regret in her tone:

"Perhaps one day she will understand that in this dog-eat-dog world, kindness is just self-comfort for the weak."

"Let's not talk about that anymore, let's get back to the main topic, the results on preserving the bloodline of bacterial strains."

Cassandra suddenly changed the subject, her tone carrying a peculiar pride:

"In fact, the foundation of this technology comes from our clan's ancestor, Saint Hector."

Ron's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name "Hector".

That was the name of the King of Absurdity before he ascended the throne.

"Our ancestors proposed the concept of 'perfect bloodline' in the early part of the last era and published related papers in the Monument of Truth."

That paper is still considered an absolute classic in the study of bloodlines.

The Monument of Truth, the most authoritative academic journal in the wizarding world, is where research results can be published...

Ron had a clear understanding of the significance of this information.

"His idea was to create a bloodline with infinite adaptability, capable of automatically adjusting its characteristics according to the environment and needs. The preserved bacterial bloodline is the initial realization of this idea."

"And my contribution lies in..."

Cassandra's tone became more professional:
“Adaptive factors from the Abyss have been incorporated into the traditional strain structure. These Abyssal factors not only enhance bloodline compatibility but also endow them with certain…special functions.” A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes:
"For example, the ability to adapt quickly to extreme environments and the ability to absorb certain characteristics of alien organisms."

Ron carefully digested this information and began to understand the true design philosophy behind the preservation of bacterial lineage.

This is not a simple bloodline preservation; it is part of a large-scale bioengineering project.

"Of course, any powerful technology comes with its own risks."

Cassandra looked at the trembling Franka:

"The introduction of the abyssal factor has indeed brought some instability to the preservation of the bacterial lineage. But this risk is controllable, provided that there is sufficient technical support."

"That's the problem. As a relatively young discipline, bloodline modulation still has some issues in its development system."

She changed the subject:

"Have you noticed that bloodline modifiers don't have a clear advancement path like potion professors, rune experts, or alchemy masters?"

This question touches on something Ron has been thinking about:

"That's true. The current classification is mainly based on modulation success rate, but there is a lack of unified capability assessment standards."

"The root of the problem lies in the complexity of this discipline," Cassandra analyzed.

"Bloodline modulation involves multiple fields such as biology, energy science, and even spiritual science, and it is difficult to measure it with a single standard."

"Generally speaking, those who can consistently achieve a perfect pure gold level are called modulation masters, but how to define anything beyond that is a subject of ongoing debate in academia."

She paused for a moment, her gaze becoming distant:

"If I had to put it into words, the advanced path of the Modification Master is actually a return to the 'life alchemy' branch of ancient alchemists."

This route requires mastery of multiple skills, including alchemy and flesh runes, making it a truly comprehensive challenge.

This information stirred something within Ron.

His three-phase combination perfectly meets this comprehensive requirement.

"Life alchemy..." he repeated the phrase, "What level of ability does that imply?"

"To create true artificial life, to reconstruct the essential structure of existing organisms, and even... to endow inorganic matter with life characteristics."

Cassandra's voice carried a coldness beyond human comprehension: "When you reach that level, the line between life and death becomes blurred."

Her gaze fell on Franka, who trembled under her gaze:
"Preserving the lineage of the bacterial strain is just an experimental product on this path, far from the end."

“Speaking of bloodlines, I’m also very interested in the composition of your bloodline.”

Cassandra suddenly turned her attention to Ron:

"Your bloodline is very ancient and complex, containing components from many rare beasts that are now extinct."

Ron's heart raced slightly, but he remained outwardly calm.

He had already prepared a strategy to deal with this situation.

"The most obvious characteristic is the bloodline of the Yangyan Dragon." Cassandra's analysis made him secretly wary.

"The Yangyan Dragon had completely disappeared by the end of the Second Era, and related research data is extremely scarce."

She seemed to notice Ron's nervousness and waved to indicate that he didn't need to worry.
“I’m not interested in your bloodline. Everyone has their own little secrets. I want to talk about something else.”

“An overly rare bloodline isn’t always an advantage,” Cassandra said, her tone carrying a subtle warning.
“Rarity means that there are few cases to refer to, and the difficulty of reversion and purification will increase exponentially.”

"Due to a lack of relevant research, it is difficult to find a suitable atavistic approach. In this case, finding an alternative bloodline with similar characteristics may be a wiser choice."

That's absolutely true. Ever since his breathing technique entered the fourth stage, his blood circulation has been obstructed at every turn.

"Also, I need to remind you of something important."

Cassandra's expression suddenly turned serious:
"I am about to leave the main world again to continue my expedition to another world, which is expected to last for quite a long time."

Her eyes deepened:

"Be extra careful at the Abyss Observatory while I'm away."

I can sense that some ancient beings in the abyss are becoming active, and they are showing a special interest in you.

"Although Professor Yutel and other safeguards are in place, no protection is absolutely safe against that level of existence."

Cassandra's warning made the atmosphere in the room even more tense:

"Remember, the first rule for surviving in the abyss is never to underestimate the danger."

She stood up, ready to leave:

"These experimental data should be of great help to your research, and I look forward to seeing what results you will produce."

Before leaving, Cassandra glanced one last time at the still somewhat frightened black-haired girl:

"Beware of your cowardly emotions, my dear."

In this world, useless sympathy is often the most fatal weakness.

With these meaningful words, Cassandra's figure began to become transparent, eventually disappearing completely into the air.

The room fell silent again, but the atmosphere was even more oppressive than before.

That concludes our discussion for today.

Ron calmly said, carefully putting the experimental data left by Cassandra into his spatial bag:
"I need time to digest this new information, especially the part about the origin of the strain's bloodline."

Eve lowered her head and waved as if saying goodbye.

Ron noticed that the other party had been in a depressed state for a long time after his initial instinctive fear of Cassandra's arrival.

Franka remained slumped on the ground, as if she had lost all her strength.

………………

Night fell once more over the central region, and Ron stood alone on the workshop's rooftop, a sophisticated astrological instrument laid out before him.

The sky is exceptionally clear tonight, and the distant stars shimmer with a cold, diamond-like light.

After several months of continuous practice, his astrology skills were nearing a breakthrough point.

Meanwhile, the Scholar Star's light grew brighter and brighter, almost reaching the point of being fully illuminated.

Tonight, he will complete this crucial leap.

"Ailan, are you ready?"

The tree spirit is using its vines to help him adjust various auxiliary devices.

The starlight guide made by Ron in her hand was emitting a soft, silvery-white light, resonating with the stars in the sky.

“All equipment is in place, Master,” Ailan said, her voice tinged with tension.

Ron nodded and took a bottle of specially made "Resonance Potion," a new formula he had improved after receiving "the Creator's Blessing."

The medicine had an immediate effect.

As soon as the medicine entered the mouth, a cool energy immediately spread throughout the body along the meridians.

The feeling was like countless tiny starlight flowing through my veins, and with each heartbeat I could feel the pulse of distant stars.

His mental perception became exceptionally sharp, as if he could directly touch the consciousness of stars billions of light-years away.

"let's start."

Ron slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate, circulating the "Whispers of the Star Eater".

His consciousness transcended the barrier of reality and sank into that familiar yet mysterious world of stars.

Guided by the purple light of Hermit Star, his gaze shifted to Scholar Star, located to the lower right of the Constellation of Wisdom.

The silvery-white star was shining brightly at that moment.

Its complex surface textures rotate at an unprecedented speed, like a never-ending computing center.

But tonight is different.

An ancient and profound wave of consciousness emanated from the light of the Scholar Star; it was a gentle call from a wisdom that transcended human comprehension.

This is the crucial moment for establishing connections.

Using the astrological skills he had learned, he extended his spiritual power like threads, attempting to establish the deepest connection with the scholar star.

The connection process was extremely difficult, as if some invisible resistance was preventing him from getting closer.

Suddenly, the light of Scholar Star began to flash intensely, with a peculiar rhythm, as if it were some kind of encrypted complex code.

Ron focused all his attention on trying to decipher its meaning.

Gradually, he began to feel an indescribable consciousness.

It wasn't malicious, but it wasn't entirely benevolent either; it was a pure intelligent being that transcended the concepts of good and evil.

"I seek the true meaning of knowledge."

He silently recited this phrase in his mind; it was the basic etiquette for communicating with higher-dimensional beings, as recorded in "The Star Eater's Ramblings."

The light of Scholar Star suddenly stopped flashing, and the entire star became like a flawless silver mirror.

(End of this chapter)