Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 386 Reunion with the Princess
The moment Ron stepped out of the conference room, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

Although I was well prepared and very confident in my research results.

But facing such a great wizard and a panel of judges composed of several dark sun and moon luminaries, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous at all.

Now that I've successfully passed the test, I immediately feel completely relaxed.

"tutor!"

A vibrant voice came from the other end of the corridor, interrupting his thoughts.

Ron turned his head and saw his elite team members walking quickly toward him.

The silver-haired young man, Herman, walked at the front, his eyes filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Liz followed closely behind, her brown curly hair slightly disheveled, clearly having rushed over.

"We heard your review results are in!" Lucia's voice was filled with obvious anticipation.
"Mr. Evan from the Academic Affairs Office said that even the Great Wizard Vinard attended the review in person?"

The other three also came over, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

Seeing the expectant faces of these young people, Ron's already good mood improved even more.

"The review went smoothly," he replied succinctly, a slight smile involuntarily playing on his lips.
"The paper will be published in the journal Deconstruction and has been listed as a key research achievement in this issue."

“My God! Deconstruction!” Hermann’s voice almost turned into an exclamation:
"That's one of the most important journals, even top-tier ones! Professor, you're going to cause a sensation in the academic world!"

Liz's eyes were filled with adoration:
“I knew my advisor would succeed! Your research is so outstanding, those reviewing professors couldn’t possibly ignore it.”

The other students also offered their congratulations.

The joy of the young people was so innocent, as if Ron's success was their own victory.

"Alright, let's not talk about that now." Ron waved his hand, changing the subject:

"You came here today not just to congratulate me, right? How's your homework going?"

Upon hearing this question, the students' expressions immediately turned serious.

Hermann took out an elegant document bag first:
"Mentor, this is my research report for this month. Following your advice, I conducted an in-depth study on the limiting factors in the practical application of multidimensional transformation theory."

He carefully took out a thick stack of parchment from the bag, which was densely covered with various formulas and experimental data:
“I’ve found that when energy conversion involves more than three dimensions, traditional stabilization mechanisms experience systemic failures. But if we introduce the concept of a ‘buffer layer’…”

Ron took the report and quickly skimmed through its contents.

Hermann's theoretical derivations are indeed more rigorous than before, and he has begun to try to combine abstract theory with practical applications.

This progress is indeed visible to the naked eye; he truly deserves to be the elite he selected from hundreds of apprentices.

"Excellent idea," he nodded in approval.
"The concept of a 'buffer layer' is very creative and can indeed effectively solve the energy spillover problem during dimensional jumps. However, have you considered the material costs required to actually construct such a buffer layer?"

Hermann's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing his mentor's question:
“I have considered it! If we use ‘virtual quartz’ as the main material and adjust it with a small amount of ‘circulating sand’, theoretically we can keep the cost within an acceptable range.”

Liz couldn't wait to show her her results:

“Mentor, this is my improved 'mental stabilizer' formula. Following your previous guidance, I adjusted the proportions of three herbs and added a new catalyst.”

She held up a test tube in her hand; the liquid inside was a pale gold color and emitted a calming fragrance.
"The new version of the drug lasts 40% longer and has very few side effects. I have already tested it on myself with a small dose and the results are excellent."

Ron carefully observed the liquid in the test tube and activated "Supernatural Recognition" to perceive its energy structure.

Indeed, Liz's improvements to the formula were quite ingenious, not only enhancing the efficacy but also optimizing its stability.

"A very good improvement." He nodded in satisfaction.
"However, don't test on yourself next time; safety first. You can apply for laboratory animals or use a 'vitality detector' for virtual testing."

Lucia then demonstrated her progress in bloodline sensing:

"Mentor, following your advice, I attempted to analyze the bloodline characteristics of several abyssal creatures. Although I cannot achieve a complete analysis yet, I have been able to identify the basic bloodline types and purity levels."

She took out a recording crystal, which contained the results of her research over this period of time:

"Most interestingly, I discovered that some seemingly completely different abyssal creatures may actually share a common bloodline. This phenomenon suggests that there may be some kind of unified evolutionary mechanism in the abyss."

This discovery gave Ron a real eye-opener.

Lucia's bloodline perception talent is indeed outstanding; her ability to perceive this deep connection indicates that her abilities are developing rapidly.

The other students also showed off their progress.

“Your progress is very obvious,” Ron praised sincerely.
"The fact that you have achieved such results in such a short time shows that you are all taking your studies seriously."

Hearing their mentor's approval, several students wore proud smiles. But soon, Hermann's expression became somewhat complicated:

“Mentor… I must admit that our recent research progress is largely due to the… special treatment you have given us.”

His voice was filled with gratitude, but also with a hint of unease:
"Ever since everyone learned that we were your students, we have received unprecedented preferential treatment, both in terms of the speed at which the 'Key' potion has risen in the rankings and in terms of the approval process for obtaining experimental materials."

Liz nodded in agreement:
“Yes, mentor. Originally, the application for the ‘mental stabilizer’ would have taken at least two months to process. But when the administrator saw that you were the recommender, it was approved the very next day.”

Lucia's tone carried more complex emotions:
"The director of the bloodline research laboratory even took the initiative to open up some advanced equipment to me that was originally only available to formal wizards."

He said... he said that a mentor who can guide such an outstanding student as you naturally deserves special care for his own students.

Listening to the students' stories, Ron felt a mix of emotions.

On the one hand, he was happy that the students were able to have better learning conditions;
On the other hand, he also realized the complex implications behind this "special treatment".

In the wizarding world, there is no kindness without a reason.

These preferential treatments are essentially an investment in him as the "second-in-command of the Rising Star Program".

Those who provide convenience are all expecting some form of reward in the future.

“These preferential treatments…” Hermann’s voice grew heavier:

"It makes us both grateful and uneasy."

On the one hand, it has indeed greatly accelerated our research progress; on the other hand, we are well aware that this treatment is based on your reputation.

A flame burned in Liss's eyes:

“Mentor, we understand that this preferential treatment is not something we should take for granted. We must prove with concrete results that we deserve this special attention.”

Lucia clenched her fists: "That's why we're all working twice as hard. We can't let those who support us down, and we certainly can't let you down."

“The fact that you’ve realized this shows that your thinking is beginning to mature.” Ron nodded with satisfaction.

"In this world, every convenience comes at a price, and every privilege comes with expectations."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious:

"But at the same time, you don't need to blame yourselves too much."

You have indeed been studying hard and have made excellent progress. These preferential treatments are, to some extent, a recognition of your potential.

Hermann nodded thoughtfully:

“I understand, mentor. We will continue to work hard and strive to match this treatment with our actual abilities, rather than just relying on your reputation.”

“Well said,” Ron praised.

"By the way, since your abilities have all improved significantly, I would like to discuss teaching with you."

The students were somewhat surprised by the change of topic. Liz asked curiously, "Teaching? Professor, you mean...?"

"The academic affairs office informed me that we could set up a pre-course tutoring session for advanced courses."

Ron explained:
"Considering the varying levels of the enrolled students, I can arrange for teaching assistants to provide basic knowledge tutoring and preparatory instruction."

His gaze swept over every student present:
"I want a few of you to serve as teaching assistants, responsible for basic teaching in different areas."

This will not only help students with weak foundations, but also further improve your own abilities.

The students' eyes lit up instantly at the suggestion.

Being a teaching assistant means higher academic status and more practical opportunities.

"Mentor, do you really think we're qualified to be teaching assistants?"

Hermann's voice was a mixture of excitement and trepidation:

"Most of the students who signed up were at the same level as me, or even more advanced apprentices who had studied for longer than me..."

“Ability is not entirely determined by age,” Ron replied calmly.

“In some professional fields, your theoretical level has surpassed that of most of your peers.”

"Tomorrow is the start of the new course, so go back tonight and prepare your lesson plans."

Remember, as teaching assistants, you represent not only yourselves, but also my teaching standards.

The students nodded solemnly in agreement, their eyes burning with unprecedented enthusiasm.

After saying goodbye to his students and returning to his new home, Ron began to consider his current resource situation. Today's academic review had brought him a generous reward of five thousand contribution points and five hundred magic stones.

With the more than 4,000 contribution points he had accumulated before, his total now approached 10,000 points.

"I'm less than a thousand points away from being able to exchange for a 'Potential Awakening Stone'."

He was calculating in his mind, his eyes full of anticipation.

The Potential Awakening Stone is a legendary alchemical artifact that can unleash the user's hidden talents and traits.

For Ron, who already possesses multiple professions and abilities, the value of this item is immeasurable.

Perhaps it can awaken new talents in him, or perhaps it can enhance his existing abilities.

Regardless of the outcome, it will greatly contribute to his development.

"At the current rate of contribution point acquisition, we can accumulate enough after completing this course."

He kept various data and plans in his research notes:
"At that time, whether or not to use the Potential Awakening Stone will require careful consideration of the timing and risks."

Just then, the communication crystal suddenly emitted a gentle blue light.

That was a call signal from Professor Utter.

"Ron, how did today's judging go?"

The old professor's voice was filled with concern:

"I heard from Vinard that your performance impressed him?"

"It certainly received good reviews."

Ron gave a brief report on the review results:
“Featured in the journal Deconstruction, and additional research funding.”

"Excellent! This shows that the academic community is beginning to truly recognize your abilities."

Yutel's voice was filled with relief:

"But remember, fame is both an opportunity and a burden. The more attention you receive, the more cautious you must be."

"I understand, Professor."

"Also, Little Eve asked me to tell you that when you return to the Central Lands, don't forget your promise to her, and take some time to visit her."

Ron smiled. He had time now; he had been too busy these past few days and had almost forgotten about Eve.

………………

As the sun sets, the Emerald Pavilion, bathed in the glow of the evening sky, resembles a jade sculpture.

The protective runes covering the building's surface emit a faint emerald glow at dusk.

It echoes the surrounding magical light bands, creating a tranquil and beautiful scene.

As Ron stepped onto that familiar stone path, he could feel the multiple magical barriers covering the small building subtly adjusting.

The sophisticated network of runes identified him and automatically granted him access.

He sensed the subtle changes in the concentration of magic in the air.

The closer one gets to the small building, the thinner the magic becomes, until it is completely isolated by an invisible barrier.

At the door, Franka still had that serious look on his face.

The half-dragon maid visibly breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw him appear.

“Instructor Ralph, His Highness has been waiting for you since he woke up from his afternoon nap.”

Franka's voice remained indifferent, but the underlying urgency was clearly audible:
"Her condition lately... is much better than usual, and I think that's all because of you."

Ron nodded in acknowledgment and followed Franka through the familiar doorway.

The moment he stepped inside the building, he immediately felt an unusual quiet.

Inside the drawing room, Eve was sitting at the crystal table.

Today she was wearing a light purple silk dress, and her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Eve looked much better than when we last met.

His face, which had been pale due to long-term illness, now had a healthy rosy hue.

"You look a little tired. Did you just finish some important work?"

Eve keenly noticed the subtle fatigue in Ron's eyes, and a look of concern appeared in her amethyst eyes:
"I asked Franka to prepare your favorite calming tea, as well as some snacks to relieve mental fatigue."

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Your Highness."

Ron sat down in the chair opposite her, savoring the unique tranquility of the small building:

"I did experience some mentally exhausting things today, but they're all taken care of now."

Franka had already walked in carrying a tray.

The half-dragon maid poured Ron a soothing cup of tea at a comfortable temperature, then quietly retreated to a corner of the room, ready to serve at any moment.

"Mentor, are you doing well in the Central Lands?"

Eve sat down again, leaning slightly forward, showing her interest in the topic:

"I've heard that your courses are very popular, and even some formal wizards come to audit them."

And now, with this second-place position in the Rising Star Program… have these changes brought you a lot of pressure?

Ron took a sip of tea, feeling the calming ingredients working in his body.

"Pressure certainly exists, but it also brings more opportunities."

His voice was calm and honest:
"The rise in status means more resources and a greater voice, which is very helpful to my research."

"That's good……"

A look of relief appeared in Eve's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by new worries:

"I heard that you have purchased your own residence in the Central Region?"

This question made her lower her voice slightly, with a hint of cautious probing.

"Yes, the Stormclan has provided me with a very nice place to live."

Ron noticed the fleeting disappointment in Eve's eyes, but still answered truthfully:
"Considering the convenience of work, having a fixed place of residence in the central region is indeed necessary."

"Of course...of course it's necessary."

Eve tried to maintain a smile, but the disappointment in her voice was hard to completely hide:

“I just… I just wanted to say that if you'd like, the Emerald Pavilion can always reserve a room for you. The environment here is very helpful for mental recovery, and…”

She paused, a pleading light appearing in her amethyst eyes:

"Moreover, I always feel better when you are here. Perhaps it is because of the pure and benevolent aura emanating from you."

The meaning of these words is quite clear.

“I understand your thoughts, Your Highness.”

Ron simply said gently:

"However, since we already have a fixed place to live, it's not easy to change it easily. But..."

Seeing the sadness in Eve's eyes, he changed the subject:
"If you need, I can increase the frequency of my visits. After all, our exchange of knowledge continues, and I really want to help you solve the problem of demonic possession."

Upon hearing this, Eve's eyes immediately lit up.

"Really? You'd like to increase the frequency of your visits?"

Her voice was filled with barely concealed excitement, and even trembled slightly:

“I…I know you are very busy, but if possible, even just once a week would be a huge blessing for me.”

Eve's reaction further confirmed Ron's judgment.

The girl's dependence on him has far exceeded the normal teacher-student relationship.

"Speaking of symptoms of demonic possession..."

He changed the subject while observing Eve's reaction:
"How are you doing now? From the surface, you seem to be doing much better than when I first came to the Central Lands."

(End of this chapter)