Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 389: Just a Massage?
The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the crystal windows into the large lecture hall.

The magic amplification rune emitted a faint blue fluorescence when illuminated.

Ron arrived at the large lecture hall half an hour early and found that 80% of the seats were already occupied.

"Instructor Ralph!"

A familiar voice came from the front row.

Liz was sitting in the front row, with a leather bag full of notes next to her.

"Teacher, I have already previewed today's content."

A thirst for knowledge shone in Liss's eyes:
"I've searched for a lot of relevant information in the library about the theoretical basis of the 'Life Resonance Potion,' but I still have some questions that I'd like to ask you."

Ron nodded in acknowledgment and began setting up the experimental equipment needed for the day on the podium.

Each tool has been carefully selected to perfectly demonstrate the theoretical points while ensuring sufficient safety.

As class time approached, the number of students in the classroom continued to increase.

There were not only apprentices from the Crystal Spire, but also several full-fledged wizards from other colleges.

Most of them chose to sit in the back row, but the focus in their eyes was no less than that of the students in the front row.

"See that? That's Professor Carmen from the 'Elemental Garden'."

"And there's Professor Bruce from the 'Dark Hut,' who even audits Lecturer Ralph's classes."

"It seems that even some associate professors are very interested in Lecturer Ralph's teaching methods."

Whispers filled the classroom, but all sound stopped the moment Ron stepped onto the podium.

"Apprentices, colleagues."

Ron's voice was clearly transmitted to every corner thanks to the magical amplification array:
"Welcome to this month's Advanced Potions course."

Today we will be discussing the 'Making Principles and Practical Applications of the Life Resonance Potion'.

He waved his hand gently, and the 3D projection device behind him began to operate.

A complex structure appeared in the air, with each particle slowly rotating, demonstrating the internal energy flow.

"First, we need to understand what 'life resonance' is."

Ron tapped his finger in the air, and the microscopic structure diagram began to dissipate, revealing its intricate internal construction:
Traditional potion science believes that the effects of a potion arise from the chemical reactions between different ingredients.

However, this understanding is too superficial, ignoring the energy frequency of the living organism itself.

The students below the stage began to take notes seriously, their quills flying across the parchment.

Even the formal wizards brought out their recording crystals, clearly attracted by this novel theory.

“Every living cell has its own unique energy vibration frequency.”

Ron continued his explanation, while bringing up a more detailed bioenergy chart:

"When the energy frequency of a magic potion resonates with the cellular frequency of the target organism, the potency will increase exponentially."

This is the fundamental reason why the same potion can produce drastically different effects on different individuals.

A senior apprentice sitting in the front row raised his hand and asked a question:

"Instructor Ralph, if each individual has a different frequency, how can we create a universal potion?"

"Good question."

Ron nodded approvingly; this was exactly the direction he wanted to guide his students' thinking.

"The answer lies in the design of the 'adaptive frequency modulation mechanism'."

He walked to the lab bench and began demonstrating a complex potion-making process:

"By adding specific 'frequency modifiers' to potions, we can make the potions automatically adjust to a state that matches the target frequency after entering the organism."

He took out a bottle of liquid that emitted a pale golden light; it was a precious material refined from the nerve fluid of abyssal creatures.

"This neurofluid has extremely strong adaptability."

Ron explained as he demonstrated:
"It can sense the surrounding energy environment at a microscopic level and automatically adjust its own vibrational frequency. When we add the right amount of neurofluid to a traditional potion..."

With precise techniques, several different materials begin to fuse in the crucible.

Amazingly, the liquids, which were originally of different colors, gradually became a strange mixture whose color changed depending on the viewing angle.

"Observe this color change."

Ron points to the liquid in the crucible:

“Each flash represents a fine-tuning of the frequency; this potion now possesses basic self-adaptive capabilities.”

A chorus of gasps rose from the audience, and even the formal wizards showed expressions of admiration.

Liz looked on with adoration; she had never seen such exquisite potion-making techniques.

"Of course, this is just the most basic application."

Ron's tone became more pointed:
"A true life resonance potion also needs to take into account the organism's emotional state, mental fluctuations, and even the energy characteristics at the subconscious level."

He pulled up a more complex chart showing the interactions between various energy systems within the human body:

"A person's emotions directly affect the vibration frequency of cells."

When angry, cell frequencies increase; when sad, they decrease; and when fearful, they fluctuate irregularly.

If we could design a potion that could sense and adapt to these emotional changes…

"That would allow us to create truly personalized treatment plans!"

A formal wizard from the "Elemental Garden" couldn't help but chime in, his eyes filled with excitement.

"exactly."

Ron nodded in satisfaction:
"Moreover, this technology can be applied to a wider range of fields."

The compatibility issues in bloodline modulation, the stability issues of alchemical creatures, and even the compatibility issues between spells and casters can all be solved using similar principles.

Over the next two hours, Ron elaborated on various aspects of the theory of life resonance.

From basic principles to practical applications, from material selection to production techniques, every step is explained in a clear and concise manner.

What was most impressive were the several real-world examples he presented.

By adjusting the resonant frequency of the potion, he successfully cured an apprentice suffering from chronic mental fatigue.

To restore a stable state to an experimental animal whose bloodline fusion failed;
It even helped a senior apprentice break through a meditation bottleneck that had plagued him for many years.

"As you can see, the application prospects of life resonance technology are almost limitless."

Ron concluded:
"But I must remind everyone that this technology also carries considerable risks."

Incorrect frequency adjustments can lead to the collapse of an organism's energy system, often with irreversible consequences.

His expression turned serious:

"Therefore, any attempt must be carried out under strict safety measures."

I suggest that everyone here start with the simplest frequency awareness exercises and gradually accumulate experience.

At the end of the class, the entire classroom erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Many students and observers, still eager for more, gathered around the podium to continue asking questions.

"Instructor Ralph, regarding the specific proportions of the frequency regulator..."

"When this technique is applied in blood vessel modulation..."

"I want to learn more about the details of the mechanisms of emotion perception..."

Just then, an elderly man wearing an associate professor's badge couldn't help but step forward:

"Lecturer Ralph, what I actually want to know is about the neural network adaptation mechanism in your latest paper..."

This is a visiting associate professor from the Elemental Garden.

He pushed up his crystal monocle, his voice carrying a certain stubbornness:

"If this technology were applied to a summoning array, could it...?"

“Professor Carmen, with all due respect, what you want to discuss with me seems to be unrelated to today’s lesson.”

As Ron placed the last precision instrument into its protective case, he responded gently:

"However, I have also done some research on the issue you mentioned."

The essence of summoning is the construction of order, while my system focuses on adapting to chaos. There is a fundamental conflict in their underlying logic.

He stopped what he was doing and turned to face the elderly professor with gray hair and beard:
"But if you're considering emergency response mechanisms in the event of a summoning gone out of control, then there's some value in that..."

Faced with a barrage of questions, Ron remained patient and professional.

He answered each question one by one, and occasionally provided supplementary demonstrations.

But as time went on, the crowd grew larger and larger, and some people even started to queue up.

As dusk fell, the discussion inside the Crystal Spire lecture hall remained lively. Just as Ron was considering what excuse he should use to leave, a unique magical fluctuation emanated from outside the classroom.

The ripples spread like waves on water, carrying a sense of oppressive power that inspired instinctive awe.

This is the aura unique to the dragon race!
Under its powerful pressure, all conversations came to an abrupt halt.

Franka appeared in the doorway, the half-dragon maid still wearing that serious, unsmiling expression.

When those silver-gray eyes swept across the classroom, everyone present instinctively took a half-step back.

"I apologize for interrupting your academic exchange."

Although her voice was calm, the underlying pressure made several apprentices unconsciously swallow.

Franka's gaze settled on Ron, and she nodded slightly: "His Highness is waiting in the Emerald Pavilion, Lecturer Ralph."

The effect of this statement is like throwing a boulder into a calm lake.

Princess Eve! The Crown Clan!
Those professors and students who originally wanted to continue asking questions immediately and wisely began to pack their belongings.

No matter how many academic questions they wanted to explore, they would never dare to conflict with the arrangements of the Crown Clan.

Professor Carmen's face also turned somewhat pale, and he quickly bowed to Ron:
“Instructor Ralph, I was being presumptuous. The affairs of the Crown Clan are naturally more important, so please don’t let us waste your time.”

“It’s alright, Professor Carmen.” Ron packed up the last of his equipment and nodded to everyone.

"If you have any further questions, please feel free to schedule a discussion through the proper channels."

After watching the others leave, Ron followed Franka out of the classroom.

Several students passing by in the corridor witnessed this scene.

A complex expression appeared in his eyes—there was envy, awe, and some indescribable fear.

"How is Your Highness feeling today?" Ron asked casually as he walked beside Franka.

The half-dragon maid's steps remained steady, but Ron keenly noticed the worry in her eyes.

More than ever... looking forward to it.

Franka's wording was somewhat cautious:

"Since you returned from the observatory and resumed your regular guidance, His Highness's mental state has indeed improved significantly. However..."

The worry in her silver eyes became even more pronounced:
“I feel that Your Highness’s desire for this kind of improvement seems to be beyond the normal range.”

This subtle reminder made Ron frown slightly.

As Eve's personal maid, Franka's observations were undoubtedly the most meticulous.

If even she is worried...

The two arrived at the private helipad of the Crystal Spire, where a small and exquisite hovercraft was quietly suspended.

This is the "Silver Feather" of the Crown Clan, a private aircraft specifically designed for short-distance transportation.

The aircraft was designed with extreme elegance, its streamlined silver hull gleaming like pearls in the setting sun.

The ship's side is inlaid with the coat of arms of the Crown Clan—a purple crown surrounded by stars.

"Please board, Instructor Ralph."

The hatch slid open silently, revealing the exquisite interior decoration.

Despite the limited space, every detail reflects the luxurious taste of the Crown Clan.

The aircraft flew smoothly in the air, and through the portholes, one could see the beautiful scenery of the Central Land at dusk.

But Ron's attention was more focused on thinking about Franka's earlier hint.

Eve's desire for this "improvement" is beyond normal... What does this mean?
Twenty minutes later, the Silver Feather slowly landed on the private helipad of the Emerald Mansion.

Ron noticed that the magic field around the building seemed more active than usual.

Those energy fluctuations that are usually almost imperceptible are now clearly perceptible, as if the entire building is gently "breathing".

"This change..." he pondered to himself.

“Eve’s emotional state affects Xiaolou’s magic field. Today her emotional fluctuations are much stronger than last time.”

Franka led him through the familiar stone path.

Ron noticed that even the plants on both sides of the path seemed unusually vibrant.

Those "moonlight buds" that usually only bloom late at night are already beginning to glow faintly.

"His Highness is waiting for you in the reception room."

Franka stopped in front of the small building and bowed: "She...prepared very carefully today."

As Ron pushed open the door to the living room, he immediately felt the unusually warm atmosphere inside.

The living room, which is usually quite simple, has been carefully decorated today.

Several uniquely shaped "dream candles" are burning quietly in various corners of the room, emitting a faint lavender scent.

These special candles can gently relieve mental tension while creating a dreamlike light and shadow effect.

On the crystal coffee table in the center of the room were exquisite tea sets and some extremely precious-looking pastries.

Eve was sitting on the velvet sofa next to the coffee table, dressed up as usual.

A silk dress fit her slender figure perfectly, and her long black hair was carefully styled.

When Eve saw Ron enter, a sweet smile immediately bloomed on her face, like the joy of meeting a lover.

"Mentor! You've finally arrived!"

Her voice was filled with barely concealed excitement: "I've been waiting for this for so long, today's lesson must have been a great success, right?"

“It went fairly smoothly.” Ron sat down opposite her.

The other person's excitement, tinged with an almost fanatical anticipation, made him frown uneasy.

"I knew it would be like this!" Eve's eyes were full of pride.

She picked up the teapot and poured tea for Ron, her movements elegant and careful.
"Your theories always manage to shock everyone... Those traditional scholars must have been completely captivated by your innovative thinking..."

As the girl spoke, her amethyst eyes remained fixed intently on Ron.

“Eve…” he said, taking the teacup, taking a small sip.

"You look great today, but you seem a little... a bit too excited."

"Because today is a special day." The black-haired girl's cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice became soft and mysterious:
"I have prepared a special... experience for you, a brand new technique that will allow you to completely relax."

She stood up and walked towards a door at the back of the room that had never been opened before:
“Please come with me, Master. I would like to show you my… private training room.”

The door, made of a living wood that changes color with its owner's mood, was currently emitting an ambiguous pink glow.

The door slowly opened, revealing the interior space.

It was a circular room, its walls glowing with a soft silver light under the glow of the dreamlike candlelight.

In the center of the room were two specially made meditation chairs, both of which were engraved with extremely complex runes for guiding mental energy.

The entire room creates an atmosphere that is both sacred and alluring.

“Here…” Eve’s voice became as soft as a feather:
“This is my most private space. Apart from my mother and Franka, you are the first person to step into this place.”

She walked to one of the meditation chairs, her slender fingers gently tracing the runes on the back:

"Today, I would like to share with you a brand new technique for mental interaction, which offers a more... in-depth experience than the previous channeling guidance."

Ron carefully examined the mysterious room, activating "Hermit's Sense" to sense the surrounding energy fluctuations.

The entire space has been meticulously designed, with every detail aimed at fostering deeper spiritual interaction.

"This technique..." he asked cautiously, "What exactly is it?"

“I call it ‘mental massage’.”

Eve walked to an elegant storage cabinet in the corner of the room and took out a crystal ball that emitted a dreamlike luster:

"Eliminate the mental fatigue you've accumulated during your exploration of the Abyss and daily research through a more in-depth mental interaction than before."

She carefully held the crystal ball, which pulsated with light in her hands.

"But this technique requires... an extremely deep spiritual connection, much more intimate than the outer guidance of the last time."

Eve's voice began to tremble, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness in it: "Mentor, would you... would you be willing to let me give you this... massage?"

Ron pondered for a moment.

"I need to understand the specific procedures and security measures," he finally said.

Eve was overjoyed to hear this response.

She almost jumped up, but tried hard to control her emotions.

(End of this chapter)