Wizard: Starting from Escaping Another World to Pioneering

The soul contract glowed with a dim black light, and a repressive aura emanated from it. Just by getting close to Matthew, one could feel a pulling sensation in one's soul.

This is an extremely unequal contract; once signed, the soul will be bound forever.

Mold stood quietly, without urging him on.

His expression remained calm as he waited for Matthew to sign his name.

Those lower beings in the Winter Realm are more difficult to deal with than expected; the school has lost many novice apprentices to them in recent days.

He believed Matthew had felt the pressure these days, and any rational person would not refuse.

"I refuse."

Mold paused, then said, "I think you should understand... what it means to reject me."

"The school has decided to recruit the third batch of elementary apprentices tomorrow, and you are on the list."

"You'll become a pile of trash on the battlefield!"

Matthew knew that Mold's words were clearly a negotiation tactic: either become his servant now or go to the front lines tomorrow. Mold wanted to use this pressure to force him, not giving him any extra time to think.

However, Matthew calmly uttered those three words again.

"I refuse."

"Say it again."

"I... refuse!"

Mold smirked coldly. "Fine, very well!"

"Matthew, you'll pay for your stupidity!"

"Once you're on the battlefield, you'll also become my servant, but in a different way!"

Mold turned and left without looking back.

If it weren't for the family's experiments requiring the search for subjects with dragon bloodlines, he wouldn't have needed to search for Matthew so many times.

Since the other party dares to refuse again and again, then he doesn't need to be polite anymore.

"It's just a bit of a hassle," Mold said, determined to make Matthew understand just how terrible the price of refusing him would be.

After closing the door, Matthew returned to the lab table.

"Tomorrow...?"

"That's enough!"

He looked at the completely decomposed elemental particles in the crucible before him, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"Now we can start mixing the two elements."

This step is crucial; the original plan failed at this step, but after Matthew's revisions, it is no longer a problem.

Now he just needs to follow the steps in the plan.

He took a deep breath. "Let's begin!"

Matthew opened the cauldron's cover, then used his own magic to envelop the water and wind elemental clusters, which floated above his hands respectively.

He manipulated the two elements with his mental power, causing them to intertwine in front of him and then gradually merge.

As the mixing process continued, two streams of energy gradually formed between his hands, while a mass of mixed elements gradually formed in front of him.

This step marks the stabilization of the mixed elements; now we just need to wait for the water and wind elements to fully merge.

Awaken the intelligence of the mixed elements and give birth to life.

Matthew dared not relax for a moment, his mental energy firmly controlling the two elements, his eyes fixed on the slowly growing mixed elements in front of him.

In the stillness of the night, the candlelight flickered inside the room.

Time is slowly passing by...

at last……

"It's a success!"

The white vortex in front of Matthew stopped spinning and gradually calmed down.

At this moment, the two elements have merged and are floating quietly in mid-air.

He could sense that the elemental clusters were quite stable, and the two elements with different properties no longer had a "boundary".

"Next, it is time to awaken the spirituality of the mixed elemental clusters."

Matthew infused his magic into the mixed elemental mass while chanting incantations, beginning to cast the "Enlightenment Spell".

"Newborn souls, awaken..."

As the "Spirit Awakening Technique" was released, the elemental mass began to churn, its interior twisting violently as if something was about to be born.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the elemental mass, and Matthew could feel life flowing out from it.

At this moment, he almost stopped breathing, staring intently at the ball of elements.

At this moment, a small head peeked out from the crack, looked at the scene outside, and then retreated back inside.

Seeing this, Matthew loosened his clenched fist.

"It looks like it was a success."

Despite repeated verifications demonstrating the feasibility of the plan, Matthew could not hide his excitement.

"I have finally completed the research project that the original owner spent a lot of time on but could not finish."

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the outer layer of mixed elements, and the little guy inside, having no more room to curl up, instantly appeared in mid-air.

Before it could react, gravity caused its body to plummet downwards.

In its panic, it forgot that it could fly, and its two little hands reached out haphazardly to grab the disappearing elemental mass, trying to grasp something.

Suddenly, it felt as if it had fallen onto a soft, warm patch of ground.

The little creature opened its eyes in terror and found itself in the palm of a human's hand.

The little elf looked at the human in front of him and felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Because Matthew infused his own magic into the mixed elemental mass, the elemental spirits born did not need to recognize a master.

This hybrid elemental spirit has little offensive power; its main function is to increase the magic concentration in the surrounding area.

In addition, it has a natural affinity for elements and is particularly good at cultivating magical plants, which can accelerate their growth.

The original owner chose to complete the project on hybrid elemental spirits because of this.

However, he regretted it after he began researching and cultivating mixed elemental spirits.

This was too difficult for him, as an apprentice's research topic could not be changed once it was chosen.

The school of thought believes that choosing a subject based on one's own abilities is a necessary wisdom to become a wizard, and it is also a test for apprentices.

The little elf quickly adapted to its new identity, realizing in its heart that Matthew was its creator.

It wandered around the cabin curiously, the wind from its flapping wings lifting the report on the lab table.

It then landed on the cage on the table, intending to have a friendly chat with the two lab mice.

However, after drinking the bloodline potion, the two laboratory mice became extremely irritable.

As the sprites approached, they bared their teeth and hissed warningly.

The little elf was startled and flapped its wings to hide behind its "creator".

Matthew couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle when he saw this.

He sensed his surroundings and found that the concentration of magic in the cabin had indeed increased significantly.

Meditation or cultivating magical plants here will definitely increase efficiency significantly.

But now is not the time to think about these things; he has more important things to do right now.

Matthew looked up at the window and saw that the darkness had faded and dawn was quietly approaching.

Today is the day for the third batch of apprentices to be recruited, and he must rush there before the recruitment notice is issued to complete the project assessment and verification.