Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 172 The Curse of the Surge in Magical Plants (Two Weeks Later)
Two weeks later.

"Make way, make way quickly, get this person to the second floor immediately."

"Be careful, the demonic plant on this person has gone out of control!"

A super mandrake vine went completely mad on a second-class wizard apprentice lying in a hospital bed, frantically trying to attack everything around it, and even breaking free of its restraints at one point, launching attacks on everything it could touch.

The thick magical vines, like the sharpest iron whips, cleaved several hospital beds in two. If the patients on the beds hadn't reacted in time, they would have tumbled off their beds immediately.

At this moment, they had also been cut in two by the corrupted magical vines.

But at this moment, the second-class wizard apprentice helper who was pushing the hospital bed looked at the out-of-control super mandrake with a troubled expression.

“These new magical vines, once they get out of control, are far more troublesome than the Tiffany vines.” He looked troubled. “What should I do?”

But at that moment, Locke walked down the spiral stone steps and pointed at the out-of-control mandragora.

Under the soothing power of his own magic, the malignantly deteriorated super mandala vine was finally brought under control and lay sprawled on the second-class wizard apprentice.

"So that's how it is. On the wizard ship, the first-class wizard apprentice of the Bone Cult used a similar method to seal the low-level enchanted item in Laun's possession."

'It's merely a matter of using powerful magic and a deep understanding of magic to find a weakness in the spell's execution of a magical item and forcibly suppress it.'

Locke only understood what the first-class wizard apprentice of the Bone Order he had met on the wizard ship had done two and a half years after he became a first-class wizard apprentice.

The second-class wizard apprentice helper saw Locke coming down from above and quickly bowed to him, saying, "Thank you, Senior Augustine."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get this patient to your office."

Locke asked indifferently, "How many patients are there in the last two weeks?"

The second-class wizard apprentice hesitated for a moment, then said respectfully, "Senior Augustine, this is the seventeenth patient to be afflicted by the curse of magical plants in the past two weeks."

“There’s probably more than one wizard apprentice afflicted with the curse of the magical plant every day.” This second-class wizard apprentice helper, with limited vision, didn’t understand that Locke was secretly battling the second-order dark wizard of the Blood Curse Court. He said somewhat uneasily, “Those dark wizards are really scary.”

"The curses they create have almost no effect other than causing pain to others."

"The number of people being cursed is increasing lately. When will this end?"

Those around them, still shaken, reacted upon hearing this.

Locke nodded slightly. "Take him to my office; that should be enough."

"A little more wouldn't make much difference."

The second-class wizard apprentice helper didn't quite understand what Locke meant by "almost enough." He looked at Locke in confusion, thinking it was some kind of instruction from Locke.

Once he was sure Locke had no further instructions, he hurriedly pushed the hospital bed through a special passage to the second floor.

Locke returned to the second floor via the spiral staircase, thinking to himself, 'Just as I suspected, that dark wizard is quite easy to provoke.'

"In the past two weeks, in order to fully demonstrate to me the profound nature of her magical plant curses, she used seventeen different curses for each of the seventeen magical plant curses, from the Paralysis Curse to the Blood Curse to the Thousand Edge Curse..."

'The cursed magical plants were all different; some wizard apprentices even had multiple cursed plants on them. Severin gave me a full demonstration of her plant curses, intending to force me to admit that I couldn't break them, leaving me utterly defeated.'

'But...that's what I want her to do too.'

Locke's eyes turned serious. The so-called battle is not just about defeating the opponent face to face. The invisible battle between the potion master and the curse master is also a kind of battle.

What I need to do is anticipate the opponent's predictions, then use their curses to provide experimental data, and finally create a super-defensive magical plant. Over the past two weeks, the mutated Emerald Iris Lichen in my plantation has been constantly improving. With careful modifications using Differential Magic Mirror and Focus Magic Single-Piece Mirror, the emerald iris lichen's offspring are rapidly changing every day, producing corresponding changes in magic resistance.

Today, it has developed magic resistance, which is similar to broad-spectrum resistance to curses.

In other words, his work was nearing the end of its development.

This cursed plant is the last one I need today.

In the hallway, Locke bumped into Carrie Ackerman, who had a mocking smile on her face.

At this moment, Carrie Ackerman, dressed in a red wizard's robe that had been altered to resemble a long dress, saw Locke and, with a somewhat theatrical air, said, "Augustin Breeder, you've been quite busy lately. I've heard that you have new patients in your office every day."

"Some patients, you're even paying out of your own pocket to treat them."

Carrie Ackerman said, feigning concern, "If things really don't work out, I think we should seek outside help. Don't try to handle it all by yourself."

Locke raised an eyebrow, looked at her, and asked, "Oh? Then how about I seek outside help from your Angron Studio?"

"Senior Angron, you said before that I could ask you for help if I needed anything. You can't go back on your word, can you?"

Carrie Ackerman's gloating smile froze instantly; she had been watching the spectacle unfold, only to find herself caught in her own trap.

Angron had warned her never to get involved with the curse of magical plants.

The investment required for that thing is just too huge.

That kind of curse requires a deep understanding of both the fields of breeding and potion-making, but Angron has been focusing most of his energy on mental enhancement potions lately, so he doesn't want to get involved with the curse of magical plants.

Last time, he had used up a lot of favors within his network to break Hussein's blood curse, and now he had to use Angron Studio to repay those favors.

Carrie Ackerman hesitated for a moment, "Um..."

“Of course, but Senior Anglong and we’ve all been quite busy lately… so… so…”

Locke smiled, didn't take it seriously, and walked away.

He's quite busy.

The final results of the White Wizards Association's Breeder Competition will not be available for another six months, as such competitions are quite time-consuming.

After all, each contestant needs to produce a different entry for the preliminary and final rounds, and each entry will compete against breeders from across the entire Southeast region. Therefore, thorough preparation is required, resulting in a gap of more than half a year between the two competitions.

Even so, a breeder competition requires the breeder to start preparing a year or even two years in advance, at least to have a general direction in mind.

Otherwise, once the competition begins, one might be too focused on one thing to do and not have enough time to catch up.

Meanwhile, the deadline for registration for the custom magical plant competition launched by the combat department of Lilith's Hut for breeders is fast approaching.

There are only two weeks left to register.

Essentially, this is another form of centralized procurement bidding competition, only the process is faster, and the results are usually decided within a few months.

He must complete his fifth work within half a month.

This piece was also the first one that I made entirely by hand. The emerald iris lichen, which served as the base, was simply a magical plant created using a Rubik's Cube.

(End of this chapter)