Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 454 Joining Glorious Evolution
When Ron set foot on the land of the Fountain of Life, the first thing he felt was an intoxicating fragrance.

This is a complex fragrance created by blending the essence of hundreds of exotic plants.

Every breath felt like savoring the world's most expensive perfume.

As his senses gradually adjusted, he began to notice the strangeness hidden behind the fragrance.

The concentration of life energy in the air has reached a level that can cause hallucinations in ordinary people.

“Please come with me, Instructor Ralph.”

Sheena walked ahead of Ron with her back seemingly completely unguarded, leading the way for him.

The vines would tremble with pleasure at the sight of her footprints.

It automatically adjusts the stiffness to provide her with the most comfortable walking experience.

“These are all my children.”

She gently stroked a huge spotted fern by the roadside, and the pupil-like spots on the plant immediately blinked excitedly:

"Each one is a unique miracle of life."

Ron carefully observed these "children".

The pupil of that spotted fern is not simply a pigment deposit, but a true eye structure with visual function.

When his gaze met one of the "pupils," he could clearly feel the gaze coming from the plant.

This gaze carried a distinctly intelligent quality, as if assessing his level of threat.

What can they see?

He asked, feigning curiosity.

"Almost everything."

Sheena smiled triumphantly, a smile that looked especially beautiful in the setting sun:
“Spectra, thermal radiation, magical fluctuations, even subtle changes in emotions. They are the most faithful observers, never lying.”

Her words revealed an important piece of information—the entire Fountain of Life is a huge surveillance network.

"Your modification skills are truly amazing."

Ron sincerely praised, but in his heart he was pondering a deeper question:

"However, I'm a little curious, wouldn't such large-scale life modification require a huge amount of magic power and resources?"

This question touches on the core of Hina's research:
"This is the most important achievement I want to show you—the network of consciousness resonance vines."

She led Ron to a relatively secluded corner.

A very special vine grows here; its tendrils are as thin as hair and are semi-transparent.

They are almost impossible to detect without careful observation.

But when Sheena lightly touched one of the vines, all the plants in the Fountain of Life began to tremble slightly.

“These vines connect each plant, forming a huge neural network.”

Hina explained:
"Through this network, I can sense everything that happens in the oasis and mobilize the life energy of all the plants for concentrated use."

"Of course, the key to creating this miracle of life."

Her voice became softer, with a certain seductive quality:
"It's because this network has the ability to learn and evolve."

It can record the vital characteristics of every person it comes into contact with, and analyze their bloodline composition and ability structure.

"Then, based on this information, we design the most suitable renovation plan."

Ron's alarm bells rang loudly.

This means that from the moment he stepped into the Fountain of Life, Sheena had been collecting detailed data on him.

This includes magical fluctuations, bloodline characteristics, and possibly even his thought patterns.

"If this technology were to be widely adopted," he said, feigning interest.

"That's the main point we're going to discuss today."

A shrewd glint appeared in Sheena's eyes:
“The technical details of consciousness linking in your improved abyss simulation device have an amazing correlation with my research.”

"If we can collaborate deeply and integrate the two technologies..."

She paused, letting her words weigh heavily:

"We will create unprecedented breakthroughs in life sciences."

Ron understood Sheena's true purpose.

They not only wanted to study his body and bloodline, but also wanted to acquire the technical knowledge he possessed.

In particular, the consciousness linking technology involved in the abyss simulation device is of great value to Sheena's research on the "life network".

"Cooperation is indeed a good option."

He pretended to consider it:
"However, this level of technical exchange needs to be based on full trust."

"Of course, of course!"

Hina immediately agreed:

"Trust is the prerequisite for all cooperation, which is why I invited you to my private domain."

"Here, we can have the most honest communication without worrying about outside interference or prying."

………………

At dusk, Sheena led Ron to the viewing platform at the Fountain of Life.

"This is the best spot to view the sunset reflection."

Sheena sat gracefully on the wicker chair:
"This is one of the most amazing phenomena of the Fountain of Life, which can only be observed at specific times and angles."

As the sun sets, golden-red sunlight shines obliquely on the surface of the spring water.

But strangely, the reflection on the water's surface is completely different from the real world.

The spring water seemed to become a magic mirror, revealing the observer's deepest desires and fears.

"Everyone sees things differently."

Hina explained softly:

"The spring water can sense the resonance deep within the blood, projecting future possibilities that best align with the observer's nature."

Ron cautiously peered at the water's surface.

At first, he only saw ordinary reflections in the water.

But as you look closer, the surface of the water begins to undergo a strange change.

The interplay of light and shadow creates a blurred yet breathtaking scene:
Endless light and heat swirled around him, as if he were in the core of a star.

Every ray of light carries pure energy, and every wisp of warmth contains the power of creation and destruction.

He himself stood at the center of this storm of light and heat, like the embodiment of light.

What surprised him most was that he felt a strong resonance from the dragon bloodline within him in this scene.

Those dormant light and fire elements deep within the blood vessels began to subtly become active.

Although the stimulation is very mild, it is indeed a precursor to the awakening of one's bloodline.

"It seems that there is light and fire in your blood."

Sheena keenly noticed the changes in him:
"Moreover, its purity is quite high, which is enough to elicit such a strong resonance response."

"but."

She shook her head with a hint of regret:

"The natural properties of the Vitality Spring alone cannot provide you with a complete bloodline activation."

Your core bloodline needs purer light and heat energy.

This judgment was entirely consistent with Ron's own feelings.

The Fountain of Life can indeed stimulate his bloodline, but its effects are limited.

To achieve a real breakthrough, a more suitable environment is needed.

"This is not entirely without a solution."

Sheena suddenly changed the subject, a sly glint in her eyes:
“I know a few special locations that are more suitable for your bloodline type.”

“If you are willing to work closely with me, I would be happy to provide you with this information.”

Ron understood her intention.

Sheena is using the bloodline activation opportunity he desperately needs as bait to exchange for his technology and cooperation.

This deal looks fair, but it's actually a trap.

Once he shows strong interest, he will be in a passive position in the negotiations.

"Your proposal is very attractive."

He pretended to be seriously considering it:
"However, what are the specific forms of this cooperation?"

"It's very simple."

Hina's smile became even brighter:
“You will share the core technology of the abyss simulation device with me, and I will provide you with the best place to activate your bloodline and full guidance.”

"In addition, I can provide you with some extra services."

As she spoke, her gaze lingered on Ron, her eyes revealing a clear look of craving.

………………

As night falls, the Fountain of Life presents a completely different scene from that during the day.

Various bioluminescent plants began to emit a dreamlike glow, turning the entire oasis into a magical wonderland.

"The Fountain of Life is even more beautiful at night, with wonders that cannot be seen during the day."

Sheena gently advised:

"Furthermore, I have prepared some valuable academic materials for you, which will require ample time to study."

"The elemental storms on their return journey are more dangerous at night. Although you performed well in the storm, visibility is much lower at night, and the risks will increase exponentially."

Her reasons sounded plausible, but Ron could sense the coercion in them.

Once you enter her territory, don't expect to leave easily.

"Since Elder Sheena says so, then I shall respectfully comply." He reluctantly agreed.

A hint of smugness flashed in Sheena's eyes, but it was quickly masked by a gentle smile:

"Great! I've prepared the most comfortable room for you, ensuring you have a pleasant night."

She led Ron to a charming cabin in the woods.

The interior decoration is extremely luxurious:

The silk sheets exuded a faint floral fragrance, and the crystal lamps shimmered softly under the glow of the luminous vines.

There is even a small hot spring bath with just the right water temperature and various flower petals floating on the surface.

"These are all plants that I have carefully cultivated as companions in my life."

Hina explained:
"They will automatically adjust the environment according to your needs and provide the most considerate service."

As she said, when Ron stepped into the room, all the plants began to subtly adjust:

Temperature, humidity, light intensity, and even the concentration of fragrance in the air are all changing towards the most comfortable state.

But behind this thoughtful service, Ron felt a constant sense of being watched.

Every leaf, every vine, is Sheena's eyeliner.

She can monitor his every move in real time through the plant network.

"Elder Sheena is very thoughtful."

He expressed his heartfelt gratitude:

"Such accommodations are even more comfortable than the palace of the Crown Clan."

"As long as you're satisfied."

Sheena gracefully bowed.
"Then I won't disturb your rest any longer."

After saying that, the witch left the house without hesitation, seemingly not worried at all that Ron would escape.

………………

In the dead of night, Ron was awakened from his light sleep by a strange energy fluctuation.

His perception is on par with that of wizards of the same level, allowing him to keenly detect subtle changes in the surrounding magical field.

At this moment, the entire Fountain of Life was pulsating in a peculiar rhythm, like the heartbeat of a giant creature.

He quietly approached the window made of flowers and peered out through the gaps between the leaves.

In the center of the courtyard, a giant flesh vine was performing some kind of blasphemous ritual.

This vine is completely different from the ordinary plants seen during the day; it is more like a strange fusion of flesh and plant tissue.

The trunk is as thick as an ancient tree, but its surface is not bark, but rather pulsating blood vessels and wriggling muscle fibers.

Countless tentacles extend from the main trunk, each as thick as an arm, and their surfaces are covered with mucus glands and barbs.

The ends of the tentacles were not flowers or leaves, but openings of organs that emanated a sweet, fishy smell.

Sheena had completely shed the facade of a gentle scholar she had worn during the day.

She stood in the center like a moonlit fairy, her body covered with emerald green patterns like vines.

Ron guessed that this might be a life imprint left by the other party after coexisting with the plant.

At this moment, these marks were rhythmically shimmering with a deep, eerie light.

Several thick tentacles wrapped around her like ribbons, lifting her into the air, like a forest goddess embraced by vines in mythology.

More delicate tentacles meander like flowing water, establishing some kind of mysterious connection at each of its key nodes.

Sheena's expression was a mixture of pain and ecstasy, as if she were undergoing a baptism of life that transcended mortal comprehension.

She sang and wept at the same time.

"Woooooooo..."

Its sound blends human emotions with a kind of transcendent harmony, weaving an eerie yet beautiful aria in the night sky.

But this is by no means a simple sensory experience.

Through the depth perception of the "Eye of Observation," Ron perceived that an extremely complex energy exchange was taking place throughout the process.

Sheena's life essence flowed out like a tide, while at the same time, some new, heterogeneous energy flowed back into her body from the vines.

This exchange is causing a fundamental transformation in the essence of her life, gradually evolving her into a form of existence that transcends the boundaries of a single species.

"This is an extreme symbiotic evolutionary ritual..."

Ron analyzed the strange sight before him in his mind:
"She is using her own life as a furnace to gradually forge a completely new form of existence."

What's particularly striking is that the energy fluctuations emanating from the entire ritual possess a strong tendency to erode consciousness.

This erosion spreads outwards like an invisible tide, attempting to reshape every mind that perceives it.

The fluctuations are a mixture of primal life impulses, a twisted desire for evolution, and some kind of chaotic catalyst from the depths of the abyss.

Any consciousness exposed to this influence will gradually lose its existing moral framework and rational constraints, and instead embrace a more primitive and instinctive way of being.

Around the main vine, some of the female apprentices and maids from the settlement also joined in this carnival of life.

They were each performing their own symbiotic rituals with the smaller flesh vines, each with an expression of otherworldly ecstasy on their face.

Their consciousness seems to have partially broken free from individual constraints and merged into a larger collective consciousness.

The entire courtyard has been transformed into an evolutionary experimental field exuding a sweet, life-affirming aura.

The air was filled with a complex fragrance that blended the scent of flowers with the essence of life.

Each breath evokes in the observer a primal calling that transcends reason.

Ron immediately activated the deep protection of "The Star Eater's Whispers," allowing the cold power of the stars to suppress the restlessness in his heart like ice.

At the same time, the three rays of light from the "intellectual triangle" intertwined deep within his consciousness.

Like a sturdy fortress, it resists the infiltration of spiritual erosion.

On the surface, he pretended to be deeply shocked.

His breathing became rapid, and his eyes darted between terror and euphoria.

The plant sensory organs that were secretly monitoring him all thought he was being affected as expected.

But deep down, he remained absolutely clear-headed and rational.

Through careful observation, he discovered that this kind of spiritual erosion was specifically targeted.

It prioritizes attacking the observer's moral constraints and rational thinking, attempting to awaken the deepest biological instincts.

The erosion was extremely complex, containing not only pure life energy but also some kind of dark substance that he had never seen before.

This substance exudes an aura of the abyss, yet it is completely different from the chaotic fluctuations he encountered in the abyss.

"This shouldn't be a more out-of-control Abyss Awakening..."

He analyzed it in his mind:

"It's more like a degenerate essence that has been artificially refined and concentrated."

"Sheena is deliberately distorting and reconstructing the life force to create this unconventional hybrid energy."

As the ritual progressed, the flesh and blood vines began to undergo even more wondrous changes.

Its main stem begins to bloom like a flower, revealing its core organs, which are as pure as crystal.

These organs pulsate constantly, and each pulse releases a colorful mist of energy.

The mist fell to the ground and immediately gave rise to new life.

Countless tiny vines sprouted from the ground like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, quickly weaving into a living carpet covering the entire courtyard.

Meanwhile, Sheena's body is undergoing a profound and slow transformation.

Her skin had a translucent quality, and the flow of life within her was clearly visible.

The blood flowing in the veins was no longer bright red, but some kind of emerald-like life sap.

This fluid circulates within her body, gradually rewriting her physiological structure.

"She is transforming herself into a new life that transcends species boundaries..."

Ron realized that this was not just a degenerate ritual, but an extreme evolutionary experiment.

Sheena is using her existence to validate some crazy theory, attempting to cross the natural barriers between organisms and create an unprecedented life form.

The ceremony lasted for nearly two hours before gradually calming down.

As the flesh vines slowly released their embrace, Sheena landed as softly as a feather on the newly grown carpet of vines.

Although her body has largely retained its human form, subtle changes have occurred that are irreversible.

The emerald green veins on her skin became even more pronounced.

The pupils of his eyes took on an oval shape, like plant leaves, and even the rhythm of his breathing was completely different from before.

She is no longer purely human, but a completely new being in which humans and plants coexist harmoniously.

Other women who participated in the ceremony gradually returned from their detached state.

But the ethereal quality in their eyes became even more profound.

It was as if the experience they had just had taken away some of the constraints in their consciousness, leaving behind a purer and more primal essence of existence.

Sheena slowly stood up, breathing in the fresh night air with a sob.

The witch's expression was filled with extreme satisfaction, as if she had just completed some kind of pilgrimage.

Then, she looked up and her gaze fell precisely on the window where Ron was.

Those transformed oval pupils shimmered with an emerald luster under the moonlight.

A meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

Her smile embodies both maternal love and the wisdom of a guide.

Clearly, she was fully aware that Ron had been observing.

This kind of observation is precisely the "enlightenment education" she carefully designed.

(End of this chapter)