Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 496 Kindergarten Level

For the rest of the time, Ron was completely immersed in the training of magic compression.

In the perfect environment provided by Nari, his progress far exceeded expectations.

The forging effect of the core of contradiction gives every bit of compressed magic a near-perfect quality.

His vast total magical power ensured an absolute numerical advantage in compressed magical power.

When the twelfth day of training ended, Ron finally reached an important milestone—double the magic compression.

[Current Magic Compression Progress: 200%]

[First stage of Moon-level breakthrough completed]

[Magic output efficiency increased by 15%]

Ron carefully sensed the changes in the magic power within his body, and a sense of accomplishment welled up inside him:

"Although we still need to build composite spell circuits and advanced radiation fields, the core requirement of mana compression is steadily improving; it's just a matter of time."

When he emerged from the secret chamber, Nari was waiting expectantly.

Seeing the stable energy fluctuations emanating from Ron, she immediately understood the result.

Congratulations, my baby!

"Mom, now that I've broken through, I'm ready to leave."

Although reluctant, Ron knew he couldn't stay here indefinitely.
"I still have research tasks waiting for me at the observation station, and I also need to keep an eye on the situation in the Central Lands."

"I understand, child."

Nari's voice was full of reluctance.

She retrieved an exquisite crystal bottle from her body, containing powder that emitted a pale golden glow:

"This is the 'Soul-Soothing Incense' that my mother made using the power of chaos and the tears of a newborn beast."

"It can help repair damage to your soul after you've engaged in intense mental activity."

“It is especially effective when conducting dangerous research such as ‘historical infiltration’.”

Ron carefully took the crystal bottle, and could feel the gentle power contained within it.

"Thank you, Mom. I will keep it safe."

As he gratefully accepted the gift at the palace gate, Euphemia, who was directing her bloodline puppets to move supplies, happened to pass by.

She cautiously raised her head, and when she saw that the figure not far away was Ron, she was completely stunned.

It was a complex mixture of emotions that defied description.

Surprise, shame, resentment, gratitude...

Countless emotions intertwined in her heart, eventually coalescing into an indescribable bitterness.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Their eyes met in mid-air, but the meanings they conveyed were completely different.

“Ralph…”

She whispered the name, her voice trembling:

"You...hello, it's been a long time..."

A simple greeting, yet it took all her courage.

Ron sighed softly as he looked at her cautious demeanor.

He could certainly understand Euphemia's current situation and why she reacted that way.

"Hello, Euphemia."

His voice was neither overly intimate nor deliberately distant:
"It seems you're doing... well here."

This polite yet distant tone sent a pang of pain through Euphemia's heart.

She could hear the restraint in Ron's words and sense the deliberate distance between them.

"Yes... I'm fine here."

Euphemia forced herself to smile:
"Lord Nari has been very kind to me, and my strength has greatly improved."

"That's good."

Ron nodded, then turned to Nari:
"Mom, let's continue our conversation. About the arrangements for my next trip back..."

"Okay baby."

Nari responded gently, while lightly tapping Euphemia's direction with one of her tentacles:

"Little mare, get back to work."

Remember, every detail must be handled perfectly.

"Yes, Lord Nari."

Euphemia immediately lowered her head and refocused on her work.

………………

After a while, when he sensed the familiar magical fluctuations from the submersible outside the territory.

Nari finally realized that the moment of parting had truly arrived.

"Wait, baby, Mommy has a lot more to tell you..."

Her tentacles reached out urgently, and her speech became unusually rapid:

"Remember to connect with your mother every day through blood ties, and don't go more than three days without speaking to her!"

"If anyone bullies you, tell your mother immediately, especially those arrogant old guys in your wizarding society. They love to make things difficult for young people..."

"And Cassandra, although she values ​​you a lot now, women's minds change quickly, so if her attitude changes in any way..."

Nari's words flowed out like a tide, each sentence revealing the anxiety deep within her heart.

Ron could sense that she was going through a fierce internal struggle.

Reason told her that excessive restrictions would only harm her child's growth, but emotionally she couldn't accept the possibility of losing him again.

"And that project, Mom just feels something's not right about it..."

Her voice became more urgent:

"If that cognitive virus really gets out of control, you must be the first to run! Don't worry about other people's lives, protecting yourself is the most important thing..."

"Even in the abyss, your mother will keep a close eye on the movements above. If she detects anything unusual, she will come to get you immediately..."

Just as Nari's instructions were becoming increasingly verbose, Azalea finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A silver-scaled dragon shadow appeared behind Ron, its tone clearly tinged with helplessness:
"An ancient apostle who has lived for thousands of years is now clinging to you like a toddler who has just learned to walk, really..."

This comment was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

All of Nari's eyes turned to Azalea, their sockets blazing with fury:

"Little Ice Cube, what did you say?! What's wrong with a mother caring about her child?!"

"And what does 'clingy' mean? This is normal maternal love! You cold-blooded animal with no blood ties would never understand!"

Enraged by this accusation, Acelia's dragon shadow thrashed violently in the air:
"I mean, a moderate degree of independence is more beneficial to his development. Overprotection will make him..."

"What will it make him?"

Nari interrupted her, his tone becoming sharper:
"You're an old virgin dragon who hasn't been in a relationship for thousands of years, what do you know about maternal love?!"

"You hide inside my child's body all day, pretending to be profound, and you even have the nerve to lecture your mother on how to take care of him?"

These words were like a sharp thorn, precisely piercing the most sensitive part of Azalea's heart.

The dragon's silhouette became more solid, and angry lightning began to crackle around it:

"I...I'm not an old maid! Besides, dragons have a different view on relationships than you lower creatures!"

"We don't need to get through those silly emotional entanglements!"

"Lower life forms?!"

Nari's voice grew like thunder, and the entire deep-sea palace trembled in her rage:

"Aren't you a parasite inhabiting my child too?!"

"If it weren't for Ron's kindness in taking in you, a homeless fragment of soul, you would have been washed away by the river of history long ago, leaving not even ashes!"

"And now you still dare to stand here, putting on airs like a noble dragon?"

Under such humiliation, Azalea instinctively retorted:
"Parasit?! I'm helping him grow!"

The dragon language and its oppressive power I imparted to him, the historical knowledge I shared…

These are the duties of a guide, completely different from your possessiveness!

"obligation?"

Nari let out a piercing laugh:

"You make it sound so noble, but isn't it really just because you have nowhere to go after you die, so you can only curry favor with my child?"

"Do you think your mother can't see through your little schemes with Ron?"

"What are you up to?!"

Acelia's voice became even sharper:
"I only have the concern of a guide for a successor for him! Don't use your filthy thoughts to speculate about the noble dragons!"

"noble?"

Nari scoffed:
"How could a noble dragon be killed by a human? And then have to beg for food after its death?"

"Is this what you call noble? Mom thinks this is shameful."

These words struck Azalea squarely at her sore spot, causing her to completely break down:

"That's because I was deceived! If I had known that guy's true intentions..."

"If, if, if!" Nari deliberately imitated Acelia's tone:
"A loss is a loss, a death is a death. Why make so many excuses?"

"At least my mother is still alive and well! Unlike some pathetic creatures who are just a remnant of their souls!"

"enough!"

Ron's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting their mutual sarcasm.

The argument between the two ancient entities came to an abrupt end.

Nari and Azalea both looked at him somewhat guiltily, like students caught fighting by the teacher.

Watching the two ancient beings childishly attack each other, Ron felt both amused and helpless.

"Mom, Acelia."

His tone was flat, but the disappointment it conveyed made both of them feel guilty.

"What do you think is the point of this kind of argument?"

His gaze shifted between Nari and Azalea:

"Mom, I understand your love for me, and I also understand your inner anxiety."

But Azalea has a point—overprotection can indeed become a constraint.

Nari's tentacles drooped limply, and his voice became aggrieved:
"But...but Mom is just worried..."

"I know."

Ron gently stroked her nearest tentacle:
“I completely understand that your concerns stem from love.”

But true love should help the loved one grow, not confine them to their comfort zone.

Then he turned to Acelia:
"And you, Acelia, your advice is indeed valuable, but the way you express it is too harsh."

“My mother’s love for me is genuine, and even if her way of expressing it may be too intense, this emotion itself deserves respect.”

Aseria's dragon shadow lowered its head, its voice becoming deep:
"I...I just felt that her method was wrong..."

"Methods can be discussed, but this approach is not appropriate."

Ron's tone remained calm:
"To be honest, it makes me very sad to see you arguing because of me."

This statement is far more damaging than any reprimand.

Nari and Azalea spoke almost simultaneously:
"Sorry……"

"I shouldn't have said that..."

Their voices overlapped.

Ron nodded in satisfaction:
"Alright, I really have to go now. I can't keep Professor Yutel waiting any longer."

He turned back to Nari, his eyes softening:

“Mom, I promise you I will contact you every three days through bloodline resonance.”

"If I encounter any danger, I will ask you for help immediately."

"And if circumstances allow, I will come back to see you as soon as possible."

Hope rekindled in Nari's eyes:
"Really? Don't you think Mom is too nagging?"

“How could that be?” Ron smiled and shook his head.

Then he looked at Acelia:
“Acelia, your experience and wisdom are invaluable to me.”

"But at the same time, I also hope you can understand your mother's position."

Acelia was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded:

"I...I will try my best to understand."

Ron headed toward the lower deck, but Nari's tentacles gently stopped him.

"Wait, baby..."

Her voice became unusually gentle:

"Let Mom see you one last time."

The most delicate tentacles reached towards Ron's cheeks, caressing his face like feathers.

"Mom will miss you."

Nari's voice began to tremble: "I think about it every day and every night."

"I will miss you too, Mom."

Ron gently grasped the tentacle.

Nari tried hard to control her emotions and didn't let the tears fall.

"Go, my darling."

She gently pushed Ron toward the lower submersible:

"Go do what you need to do, Mom will be here waiting for you."

As the hatch of the submersible closed, Nari still couldn't hold back her tears.

Black liquid gushed from hundreds of eyeballs like a waterfall, forming a dark cloud in the deep sea.

With teary eyes, she watched the lower submersible until it completely disappeared before turning around and swimming back to her palace.

Deep within the palace, Nari took out the resonance crystal that Ron had given her and held it tightly to her chest.

"Mommy will wait for you to come back, my baby..."

The receiving platform of the deep-sea observation station.

When the light faded, Professor Utter was already waiting there.

Although his ethereal state was still slowly declining, his mind appeared unusually focused.

"Welcome back, Ron."

The old professor's silver eyes carefully observed Ron's changes.

Ron is now a completely different person from when he left.

The oppressive aura emanating from the Thunderfire Tyrant bloodline, the mysterious aura emanating from the Chaos Ram's Head bloodline, and the energy density after double the magic power compression.

These changes have led to a qualitative leap in his overall presence.

"The progress is indeed significant."

Yutel nodded in agreement, but his tone carried a hint of worry:

"But precisely because the progress was so fast, the problems are also very obvious."

He gestured for Ron to follow him, and the two began to walk deeper into the observatory:
“You are like a barbarian with a magic crystal—immensely wealthy, but completely clueless about how to use it wisely.”

Although the analogy was somewhat jarring, Ron had to admit its accuracy.

Under Nari's protection, he did indeed gain an extraordinary boost in power.

However, he still lacks experience in how to precisely control and efficiently utilize these forces.

"And, according to the plan you told me before."

Yutel stopped in front of a heavy metal door:

"You are about to go to Vinard as his assistant."

In the presence of experts, any imprecise control of force may be considered unprofessional.

The old professor walked to the control panel and began adjusting various parameters:
"Starting tomorrow, I will give you a week of special training."

The content includes strength control, energy coordination, and practical combat techniques for dealing with different exotic environments.

“This level of training will be tough, but it’s necessary for the challenges you’re about to face.”

The old professor stopped and stared at Ron:

"The great wizard Vinard is impatient, and the research projects he participates in are often quite dangerous."

"If you cannot fully control your own power, you may become a burden at critical moments, or even cause irreparable accidents."

Hearing this warning, Ron felt an even stronger sense of urgency:
“I understand, Professor. Starting tomorrow, I will fully cooperate with the training.”

"very good."

A relieved smile appeared on Yutel's lips:

"Go and rest now. Tomorrow's training will be more rigorous than you think."

When Ron returned to the private area of ​​the observatory, he had just said goodbye to Alan and Dale.

After enjoying the meal that Ailan had carefully prepared, he was just about to return to his hibernation pod for a long-awaited rest when the Sanyuan Connect Crystal suddenly emitted a rapid red light.

He quickly activated the crystal, and Cassandra's projection immediately appeared in the center of the room.

Unlike his previous dignified and aloof image.

Today's conqueror leaders, however, showed both undisguised exhaustion and a kind of almost morbid excitement.

"Ron."

Her voice sounded a little hoarse, as if she had just finished a long period of intense work.

"I'm sorry to bother you at this time, but I feel it's necessary to share some 'breakthrough' with you."

Cassandra didn't waste time with pleasantries and went straight to the point.

With a light tap of her finger, the projector began playing a recorded video.

The image shows a laboratory on the seventh basement level of the Crystal Spire.

Judging from the layout, this should be the core research area of ​​Cedric's team.

(End of this chapter)