Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 345 Adaptation to Chaos
In the laboratory late at night, Ron laid out all the valuable data he had obtained on the workbench.

On the left is the otherworldly technology information provided by Cassandra.

The crystals that recorded the experimental data emitted an eerie glow under the magic lamp.

The central point is the theory of virtual environment construction left by the King of Illusions through the consciousness analysis device.

The dense array of technical parameters is dazzling.

On the right side are his own accumulated research results.

Experimental records from multiple disciplines, including bloodline modulation, runic literature, and alchemy.

"Ailan, adjust the indoor lighting to the optimal level for reading."

The tree spirit silently carried out the instructions, its verdant branches precisely adjusting the brightness of the magic crystal lamp.

She could sense the focused and excited aura emanating from her master, a state that only appeared when facing a major breakthrough.

The combined effect of the link between Hermit Star and Scholar Star made Ron's thinking exceptionally clear.

Those seemingly unrelated pieces of knowledge begin to automatically form connections in the mind.

"The fundamental flaw of traditional simulation devices lies in their 'preset nature'."

He began to record his thought process:
“We always try to reproduce known threats in a controlled environment, but the nature of the abyss is ‘unknown’ and ‘chaos’.”

This inherent contradiction means that no pre-designed simulation can truly prepare explorers to face the real abyss.

Suffocating fear, the struggle on the edge of reason, and utter helplessness in the face of the unknown.

These are not things that traditional training can simulate, because their core lies in "unexpectedness".

"but if……"

Ron had a flash of inspiration and began quickly sketching concept art on paper:

"What if, instead of a pre-set environment, the device itself possessed the ability to 'learn' and 'evolve'?"

He recalled the characteristics of the substitute puppet, its ability to adapt to and integrate various abyssal traits.

If this adaptability could be applied to simulation devices...

"Adaptive chaos simulation..."

Ron mentally recited this concept, sensing the immense potential it contained:
Instead of simulating fixed scenarios, we create a chaotic environment that can evolve on its own.

He began drawing new design sketches of the device on paper.

At its core is a complex bio-mechanical hybrid:
The underlying structure is a traditional one, providing a stable energy framework;
The middle layer is the cultivated neural network, responsible for reading and processing biological memories;

The top layer is the rune control system, which ensures the safety and controllability of the entire process.

"A security mechanism is also needed..."

Ron recalled the King of Illusions' warning about the "Dreamweaver Civilization".

The danger of virtual environments lies not only in technical glitches, but also in the possibility that users may lose themselves within them.

"Multiple security locks must be designed to ensure that a forced return to reality can be achieved under any circumstances."

"Progressive adaptation runes are also necessary..."

Ron was considering the safety of the users:

"Beginners should not be exposed to high-intensity pollution directly; there must be a gradual process."

As he delved deeper into the design, he realized that the project was far more complex than he had initially imagined.

It requires knowledge from multiple fields such as potion-making, alchemy, enchanting, and bloodline manipulation.

"And there's also the abyssal adaptation characteristic of preserving the bacterial bloodline..."

He carefully studied the previous analysis data:
"If this artificially implanted 'switch mechanism' can be safely activated to adapt to the environment and suppress corrosiveness..."

This idea thrilled him.

Preserving the bloodline of the bacteria is like a universal key, enabling it to coexist harmoniously with various abyssal energies.

If this characteristic were incorporated into a simulation device...

In addition, his two-way link with the substitute puppet is providing him with real-time data from the fifth layer of the abyss.

“Thanks to this opportunity, I can use puppets as a ‘real-time calibrator’.”

"We obtain parameters of the real abyss environment through a link, then compare them with the simulated environment, and continuously adjust and optimize..."

As night deepened, Ron's enthusiasm for research remained undiminished.

This state of focused creation brought him a pure joy.

It wasn't the thrill of conquest, nor the satisfaction of power, but the primal urge to explore the unknown and create miracles.

This idea had actually begun to take shape when he first arrived in the Central Lands.

From the very beginning with the "mobile simulated combat device," he was thinking about how to make training more realistic.

But at that time, he could only make minor repairs within the existing framework.

True breakthroughs come from the accumulation of knowledge and the integration of different disciplines.

Cassandra's otherworldly technology provided him with a method for energy integration;

The King of Illusions' virtual theory provided him with the foundation for weaving consciousness;

His multidisciplinary background made it possible for him to integrate these technologies.

"Timing is indeed very important."

Ron marveled at the wonder of accumulated knowledge:
"If any one link is missing, this project cannot be completed."

By the morning of the next day, the preliminary design was finally completed.

Looking at the densely packed design drawings in front of him, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

This is not just a simulation device, but a comprehensive project that integrates a variety of cutting-edge technologies.

"If successful, it may change the pattern of abyss exploration to some extent."

He began to think about the deeper implications of this project:
"Reducing the mortality rate of new players, improving overall exploration efficiency, and possibly even opening up entirely new directions for abyss research..."

"However, design is only the first step."

Ron calmly assessed the follow-up work:

“Materials collection, actual production, testing and verification... every step is full of challenges.”

After tidying up the design drawings, he began to think about the next steps.

"Next, we're going to see Professor Utter and visit the Master Sword collection..."

He began planning the next phase of his actions:
"We can show this research result to the professor and get his feedback. If we can conduct a pilot test at the observatory first..."

Abyssal observation stations are the ideal testing environment.

This place has abundant resources for abyss research, as well as a large number of explorers who need training.

If the technical effectiveness can be successfully verified here, it will provide stronger data support for the paper.

"By conducting a trial to gather more data, we can refine the paper's content before submitting it to the academic review committee..."

Ron carefully calculated the timeline, his excitement growing stronger with each passing moment:
"Given the innovativeness and practical value of this research, it is entirely possible that it will be published in *Deconstruction*, or even..."

His thoughts drifted toward higher goals.

………………

At 3 PM, at the deepest point of the abyss observation station.

The corridors here are older than those in other areas, and the walls are made of a kind of living stone that emits its own light.

The stone surfaces were covered with vein-like patterns that pulsated slightly as Ron passed by, as if sensing the visitor's emotions.

A strange atmosphere filled the air.

It wasn't the smell of decay, but rather the weighty feeling of time, like opening an ancient book that had been stored for thousands of years. "It felt like traveling through history."

Ron walked along, observing his surroundings.

Ancient portraits hang on both sides of the corridor, and the eyes of the figures in the paintings seem to follow the observer's movements.

Some were former station chiefs, some were renowned abyss explorers, and others were mysterious figures he didn't recognize at all.

The most striking piece is an abstract painting depicting some kind of enormous creature.

The creature's form was indistinct, but it exuded a terrifying aura that made one's heart race just by looking at it.

“That’s the ‘Master of the Labyrinth’.”

Yutel's voice suddenly rang out from behind, and a silver phantom appeared silently:
“I have faced Him for some reason, and therefore I created related paintings based on my impressions.”

Ron turned and bowed to the old professor:
Good afternoon, Professor.

Yutel waved his hand, and the afterimage began to drift forward:
"Follow me, the collection room is just ahead. The security measures there are quite special, and I need to open it myself."

They arrived at a heavy stone door at the end of the corridor.

The door had no handles or keyholes, and its surface was covered with complex runes.

These runes are an active protective system, constantly changing patterns and colors.

"The way this door opens is quite unique."

Yutel explained, while placing his phantom hand in the center of the door:

"It needs to recognize my ethereal nature; no other way will work."

As the projection touched the door, the runes on it began to flash violently.

Streaks of silver light, like electric currents, coursed across the surface of the stone gate, emitting a low humming sound.

A moment later, the heavy stone door slid open silently to both sides, revealing the mysterious space inside.

The huge circular space was divided into several independent areas, and in each area, a sword was quietly suspended on a specially made display stand.

These display stands, made of pure moonstone, radiate a soft silver glow, and each sword is surrounded by a subtle energy field.

“My collection isn’t large, but every single one of them is a masterpiece.”

Yutel's phantom drifted toward the first display shelf:

"Let me introduce you to these old friends."

He stopped before a longsword whose entire body was covered in frost that would never melt:

“This is ‘Frostbite,’ which once belonged to Edric from the Ice Plains.”

The sword exuded a chilling aura, and even through the protective barrier, Ron could feel the bone-deep coldness.

"Edric was a person from 2,300 years ago."

Yutel's voice carried a hint of reminiscence:
"In that famous 'Battle of Twilight,' he used this sword to freeze an entire army of corruptors."

Ron carefully activated "Supernatural Recognition" to observe the energy flow around the sword.

In his unique perspective, the sword was practically the center of a miniature icy storm.

Countless tiny ice crystals swirled around the sword, each one containing a deadly chill.

"Can we try to make contact?" Ron asked.

"Yes, but you have to be extra careful."

Yutel warned:

"Frostbite" has an extremely keen sense of the will to fight.

If it deems you insufficiently powerful, it will unleash a freezing attack;

If it deems you lack the will to fight, it will attempt to forcibly implant Edric's memories into you.

Ron took a deep breath and slowly extended his right hand.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the hilt of the sword, a sudden, intense chill erupted.

It was a feeling of being frozen on a spiritual level, as if even one's thoughts were being frozen.

Surprisingly, the chill of "Frostbite" gradually subsided after sensing Ron's mental strength.

The sword emitted a slight humming sound, as if expressing some kind of approval.

"interesting."

Yutel observed this scene:
"Frostbite rarely shows such a friendly attitude towards people, so it seems to acknowledge your strength."

Ron carefully gripped the hilt of the sword and immediately felt a strong flow of information.

Those are the battle memories that Edric left in the sword:
The endless battles in the abyss, the fierce confrontation with the corrupted army, and the resentment and anger at the moment of death.

More importantly, he could sense the craftsmanship of the sword.

"The degree of activation is extremely high."

Ron carefully analyzed the structure of the sword:
"It's not just an enchantment; this sword has already acquired some kind of life-like characteristics."

"correct."

Yutel nodded in satisfaction:

"True master swords will gradually 'awaken' through long-term use."

They are no longer merely weapons, but partners with their own independent will.

Ron loosened his grip on the hilt and began examining the next item in his collection.

It was an ordinary-looking longsword, but the hilt was engraved with countless names.

"This is a 'blood oath'."

Yutel's tone became more serious:

"Its former owner, Morgan, was a famous avenger."

He had the name of each of his enemies engraved on the hilt of his sword, vowing to kill them with his own hands.

As Yutel explained, Ron noticed that some names on the hilt were dark red, while others were normal silver.

“Red names represent enemies who have been killed.”

The old professor explained:

"Every time Morgan completes a revenge, the corresponding name is stained with blood. This sword records his entire career of revenge."

Ron counted the names on the sword hilt and found there were at least thirty.

Most of them are red, with only a few remaining silver.

"Morgan spent a full forty years to complete his revenge."

Yutel continued recounting this sad story:
"But the completion of revenge did not bring him relief; instead, it made him completely lose his way."

Having lost his purpose, Morgan ultimately chose self-destruction, but the 'Blood Oath' preserved his obsession.

When Ron tried to touch the sword, he immediately felt an intense hatred.

It was a pure and burning hatred, flowing through my veins like lava.

The will within the sword asks him: Do you have an enemy worth avenging with your life?

"This sword will only choose those with deep-seated hatred."

Yutel observed Ron's reaction:
"If the holder does not harbor enough hatred, it will refuse to cooperate."

But if hatred runs too deep, one might be consumed by the obsession with the sword.

(End of this chapter)