Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 155 Jia Xiu, Making Healing Magic Great Again

Jia Xiu's research on the replica of the Primal Crystal, which is the incomplete version of the parent code for healing skills, did not go too smoothly.

It was more difficult than I had imagined.

On the one hand, this class used some "library runes" that he had never encountered before; on the other hand, the class had thousands of lines of code, no comments, and the variable names were unpredictable, making it completely unreadable.

Without comments, he couldn't even understand his own code a few days later.

Not to mention other people's.

The level of torment was ten times greater than learning programming from Tan Mouqiang's textbooks, combining the abstraction of linear algebra with the chaos of their school's self-compiled textbooks.

It made Jia Xiu feel as if the wrinkles on his brain were being flattened and then rolled up again, then flattened and rolled up again.

This is the first time in my life I've ever been confused by code.

Gillianice's vampire research notes are like preschool reading material compared to this.

It's understandable why the association sets such a high bar for borrowing Primal Crystals.

If replicas are like this, the originals would probably explode if they even looked at them.

The "good news" is that there are no mobile phones to play with in this world.

It sounds a bit far-fetched, but it's true that the lack of portable entertainment devices in this world has greatly improved his concentration and his patience in the face of problems.

This passively prevented me from spending two minutes working and two hours scrolling through my phone.

With the mindset that he had nothing else to do anyway, he might as well bite the bullet and study it. Jia Xiusheng spent several days studying the code and finally managed to figure something out.

Healing skills, regardless of the numerous and confusing variables in terms of specific attributes, effects, and target objects, can generally be divided into three categories based on the intensity of their effects.

At its most basic level, it doesn't actually have a true "cure" effect; it simply promotes the target itself, accelerating the recipient's metabolism and promoting rapid healing.

Like many medications, it doesn't cure the disease itself, but only suppresses the symptoms, allowing the body to repair itself.

Basic healing spells are like this; they don't provide true treatment, but only accelerate healing and growth.

This is why, despite being a healing technique, it can be used to grow nails and hair.

Even stronger than this promoting effect is reduction.

This is already quite outrageous; it can achieve damage that cannot be repaired even by its own repair effects.

For example, limb regeneration can allow lost limbs to grow back.

It is said that there are priests who are proficient in this kind of magic and can even perform organ repair surgery, such as kidney transplants, where a damaged kidney is removed and a younger-looking kidney is restored.

Even more powerful than restoration is creation, which is difficult even for legends to master and can only be used by those who have reached the realm of gods.

At this stage, reasoning with people can no longer be considered a "cure".

Even those born with congenital disabilities, such as missing limbs or being blind, whose conditions are beyond repair, can have them regrown.

It's just a legend, because no one has ever done it.

When healing skills reach their highest level, they can directly create life.

Pure divine magic.

Creating life has always been the ultimate pursuit of many spellcasters; they are willing to die to achieve this.

Many spellcasters actually possess the spirit of martyrdom, believing that "if one hears the truth in the morning, one can die content in the evening."

Of course, spirit is spirit, and the work of these spellcasters who pursue the creation of life is very abstract.

For example, there are rumors that the Owl Bear was an experimental product created by these people by combining the elements of an owl and a bear.

If it were just ordinary animals, that would be fine, but there have been instances in history of people being used directly for species experiments.

This has led to these spellcasters having a reputation that has long been that of being universally reviled.

Now, although Jia Xiu has figured out the upper limit of healing magic, he is limited by his own ability level and can only achieve the most basic effect of promoting the body's own repair.

However, Jia Xiu has made significant progress in the most commonly used basic healing techniques.

He discovered a very interesting variable in the parent class of healing skills: the maximum recovery limit.

This is a crucial factor in determining the specific effectiveness of a basic healing spell.

In a normal healing spell, the maximum recovery limit is locked.

Taking wound treatment as an example, its upper limit is that the wound is completely healed. Once it is fully healed, no matter how much treatment is given, it will not be effective.

As for long nails and long hair, since these two things themselves have no upper limit, the upper limit of spell recovery is a fixed value. Each spell can only grow this much, but you can keep casting spells and keep stacking the fixed value to achieve the effect of growing indefinitely.

This is one of the two aspects that have always limited basic healing spells.

On the other hand, it can only act on the surface of the body, and at most, it can penetrate a little into the skin.

This is not something that can be solved in a short time, because the method of acting on the body is clearly written there.

Just upgrade the ring.

The basic healing spell has evolved!
Five-Ring Intermediate Healing Technique!
He can't use the fifth-ring spell at his current level; he'll have to wait until level nine.

But there's something to say about restoring the upper limit; it seems it's not something that can't be adjusted.

Jashu opened the spellbook that had been summoned again.

The previous book was burned by the devil, but the props produced by the sect leader are indeed extraordinary.

Not only can it be resummoned, but the runes on the summoned book will remain exactly as they were at the moment of destruction, without any difference.

This feature is fantastic!

He's had his share of losses from software crashes that suddenly exploded, rendering all his hard work futile.

As a result, he developed a habit of saving muscle memory whenever he wanted.

Jashu wrote down all the runes he needed on the blank pages of his spellbook and began working on breaking through the recovery limit.

"Let me try..."

Jia Xiu first chose the simplest and most direct solution—to try canceling the upper limit directly.

"Hey, it can be changed directly."

He didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

I didn't see any error message.

Magic.

Try casting it.

Jia Xiu channeled his magic, and a vibrant green light slowly shone between his hands.

Is this it?

However, before they could even rejoice, the green light flickered twice and then went out completely.

"..."

Shake him with the magic book!
Didn't it report no error?
Jia Xiu looked at the spellbook again and saw that characters were beginning to appear faintly on the original rune pages.

A few dozen seconds later, a dense stream of red text shot out like a subway during rush hour.

The error messages, displayed for several pages in a row, were so numerous and disheartening that he almost wanted to close the magic book and give up.

It's amazing that he can still channel magic and even produce a healing glow despite making so many mistakes.

The reason it wasn't displayed in red earlier was because there were too many errors to show them all at once, causing a freeze.

Looking at the vast number of errors, Jia Xiu sighed helplessly.

It's alright, acceptable.

I have never seen any big scenes.

Instead of immediately starting to fix the bug, he got up, adjusted his seat, and found a cushion.

I miss ergonomic chairs so much.

It is expensive, but it was purchased by the company, and it is not tiring to sit in.

Find a large cup and brew a strong cup of tea.

Take a deep breath and adjust your mindset.

Looking back at the spellbook, I began...

……

"I didn't expect the elf stage play to be so good. I thought it would be super obscure and difficult to understand, and that you wouldn't understand it without a professor-level knowledge of history and literature."

Margaret returned to Gillianice's house with bags and packages.

Mia and Ram behind them were also carrying lots of packages.

There was also a bear borrowed from Gillianice, carrying a large basket on its back, which was also packed full.

Bubu sits on Xiongxiong's neck, and the small bag in front of him is full of snacks.

It doesn't actually eat candy, but the tourists it meets along the way insist on giving it to it.

While Jash was locked in a life-or-death struggle with the bug, where either he or the bug would perish, his friends were enjoying a pleasant trip in Theldarion.

As a large city that was developed hundreds of years ago, Theldarion doesn't really have much to see besides the tree in the middle and the man-made Silvermoon Forest.

However, as a transportation hub in the central part of the continent, its commerce is very developed, with all kinds of shops available. It is much richer in resources than Larvin, a city where there are more shops selling spellcasting materials than clothing shops, restaurants, craft shops, and luxury goods shops combined.

This directly triggered Margaret's love of shopping.

When shopping, Margaret finally displayed the demeanor befitting the daughter of a Grand Duke.

She went into the store, pointed to a wall of products, picked out a few, and then said, "I don't want these, but I want the rest."

They also had Mia in charge of the accounting to improve shopping efficiency, and Ram in charge of carrying the goods onto the bear.

"I'm exhausted."

Back in the villa, Ram sat down directly on the ground.

"Are you sure you can handle this? You're so big, and you're exhausted after just a short walk around the streets."

"do not know."

Ram took a breath and said, "It feels more tiring than blacksmithing, both physically and mentally."

“What do you want to buy?” Gillianice said as they returned. “What shops are worth visiting in that rotten scum of a Celdarian?”

“You’ve lived here for hundreds of years, of course you haven’t had a chance to shop around,” Margaret began unpacking and examining each item. “By the way, where’s Jasshu? Has he come out of the lab yet?”

"Forehead……"

Gillianice was about to speak.

Then a series of strange cries came from underground.

"Hehehe, little bug, I'll fix you until you're dead! Oh ho ho ho, hee hee hee hee..."

It sounded like Jia Xiu's voice, but I wasn't quite sure.

Because it really does sound a bit inhuman.

"Is...is that Jia Xiu's voice?"

Margaret asked uncertainly.

"Yes, it's your precious student."

Gillianice replied, "What happened to him? Wasn't he researching the Primal Crystal? How did he become like this?"

Margaret was a little worried; she had never heard of anyone going insane from researching primordial crystals.

That thing isn't some cursed evil object.

"It's been like this for a while now. It started this morning, and it's been making strange noises every now and then. I guess, I guess it's trying to solve some kind of problem."

"Is this the kind of noise you should make to solve a difficult problem?"

"Perhaps this is what makes geniuses special."

"I think I'll go see him."

As Margaret spoke, she walked toward the underground laboratory. Before she even reached the door, it was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

Jia Xiu walked out of the laboratory with an air of dejection and an air of indifference.

"I did it! Hahaha! Oh, Instructor Margaret, I did it! My understanding of healing magic has reached a whole new level."

"congratulations."

As Margaret spoke, she took a half-step back.

"Huh? Why are you backing away?"

"I, haha, I have to share this good news with everyone. Sis!"

Margaret called out "Sister!" to Gillianice with such heartfelt emotion, it was truly heart-wrenching.

She is afraid.

After all, Jia Xiu really looks like he's possessed by a demon.

Did those devils actually succeed?
At this moment, Jasmine also noticed that Margaret looked a little scared.

Although I don't know why, but, "Oh, little girl, let me heal you, hehehe..."

"what--"

……

Jia Xiu was subdued.

Margaret was still very careful in her actions; despite being terrified, she only used the grappling vines to bind Jashy.

Thick vines sprouted from the wall, binding Jia Xiu in a somewhat shameful position.

Hearing the commotion, Gillianis rushed over and saw this scene. "Um, is this some kind of special game you humans play?"

……

A few minutes later, in the living room.

A slightly awkward atmosphere filled the air.

Margaret sat on the sofa picking at her hands.

Fortunately, Jia Xiu's research on the Primal Crystal attracted everyone's attention, which prevented them from noticing how timid she was.

"Ahem, what did you discover from your research on the Primal Crystal?"

Mia and Ram also perked up their ears.

It's a gamble about whether a cure can kill or drive someone to suicide.

"It's like this, I found it inside the primordial crystal..."

Jia Xiuzheng wanted to talk about how he fixed hundreds of bugs in a single day and created what is probably the most complex novice healing spell in history.

"Can you just talk about the effects directly? The principles are too complicated."

"Okay, so you know what sensory nerves are, they are the nerves that allow us to feel things, whether it's vision, hearing, touch, etc., they all depend on nerve sensation."

"I know."

"This is what Mia, the paper-writing prodigy, said."

The concept of "nerve" is still quite cutting-edge in academia.

"In short, I can now use healing magic to increase the density of sensory nerves in the target's skin tenfold!"

As Jia Xiu spoke, his smile turned sinister.

"In this way, any harm they suffer will be more than ten times more painful than before!"

The people in front of him remained unmoved.

"Ram doesn't seem that powerful."

"Indeed, the pain is more than ten times greater, and you still have to hit the target first. It sounds like a support skill."

"It seems like it's neither a matter of death nor suicide, so how do we calculate it?"

Jia Xiu frowned.

"I can also grow the nerves inside the tooth, increasing the number of nerves in the pulp cavity several times over, filling the entire cavity, and directly pushing against the tooth. Even without inflammation, you can experience the pain of pulpitis, or pulpitis with several times the number of nerves!"

That's powerful enough, isn't it?
Jia Xiu looked at the group.

However, the others still didn't react.

"My tooth hurts, is it alright?"

"I've never heard of anyone dying from dental problems."

"Although I've never had a toothache, I don't think it should be anything serious."

"Generally speaking, I feel like I chose the wrong crystal, but it's okay. Not everyone can gain insights from crystals."

Gillianice waved her hand and said.

"Haven't any of you ever had a toothache?"

"How much pain can it really cause? How about this, you try it on me."

Gillianis said dismissively that she had been a high druid since she was very young and never got sick, so she had never experienced pulpitis.

"When I was traveling back then, I suffered all kinds of injuries, nothing more than a toothache."

“This isn’t a good idea,” Jia Xiu said.

"What's wrong with that? I'll show you what the willpower of an Archdruid is all about!"

"No, no."

"You look down on me, huh? If I didn't say a word, I wouldn't be a legend."

"Did you drink quite a bit again?"

"It would be strange if she didn't drink it one day," Mia whispered.

"Just tell me if you dare to use it on me!"

“It’s not a question of whether or not you dare.”

"Then hurry up."

"My control over nerve growth isn't that precise yet; once I cast a spell, all the nerves in all the teeth grow."

"It doesn't matter!"

"Let's make this clear first: we can't waive the effects, we can't hold grudges, and we can't retaliate afterwards."

"Why are you being so slow? Am I a vengeful elf? This is something I asked you to do."

"Why don't you swear an oath to some god first?"

"So many demands."

Gillianis seemed determined to experience Jashy's new magic.

Make a complex gesture.

"God of the wilderness, father of all trees, hear my vow."

She began to swear in a very serious manner.

"I, Archdruid Gillianis, promise that I will never retaliate against Jashu, nor utter a sound. If I can't hold back, I will, I will quit drinking from now on, uh, for a year."

Well, her vow wasn't exactly serious either. In the end, she thought it best to be on the safe side and decided to hold back a bit.

"Alright, I'll cast the spell now."

As Jia Xiu spoke, he stepped back a good distance, more than ten meters away, and began to cast a spell on Gillianis.

"I suggest you all stay away from here too."

He also reminded the others.

With that, the light of the healing spell shone forth.

Gillianice smiled; although she had drunk quite a bit, she was still relatively sober.

This state of being half-drunk and half-sober is when confidence is most easily inflated.

She really wanted to know what Jia Xiu had researched using the replica of the Primal Crystal.

The best way to figure out the effect of a spell is to try it yourself.

Highly skilled, clever, and daring.

The moment the healing spell took effect, she first felt a sharp, almost needle-like pain in her teeth.

It bounces up and down.

It hurts a little, but it's not too bad.

Gillianice smiled even more confidently, saying that after so many years of traveling the continent and experiencing so many battles, what was this little bit of pain...

He was about to say, "That's it."

Suddenly, the needle seemed to turn into a drill, brutally drilling into each of her teeth, piercing her gums, and drilling into her jawbone, causing her face to twitch in pain.

The pain seemed to spread, creeping up my cheeks and all the way to my head.

She doesn't even know where the pain is coming from.

It was as if someone was chiseling at her head, here and there, from the inside out!
The excruciating pain of despair gradually eroded her sanity. This once-great druid, now trembling like an elf, was just a hair's breadth away from rolling on the ground and banging her head against the wall.

She wanted to use magic to undo the healing effect, but her hands trembled and she couldn't speak, making it difficult to cast the spell.

It was purely out of physiological instinct; the screams of pain were practically rising from my throat.

But once you call it out, you have to abstain from alcohol for a year!

Although a year isn't that long, but...

The piercing "Ah!" had already escaped halfway, the excruciating pain shattering the last vestige of reason.

Gillianice rolled on the ground and used her most skilled spell, one that didn't even require channeling.

Wilderness mode.

A large, brightly colored crow stood on the ground.

In that instant, the world fell silent.

Crows have no teeth.

(End of this chapter)