Wizard: Starting from Escaping Another World to Pioneering

Before Matthew could ask any further questions, Milo began to recount his experiences over the past few days.

Milo was short of magic stones recently and happened to need some monster corpses for his experiments.

Ever since Matthew mentioned the increase in magical beasts in the Great Snow Mountain of the Winter Realm, he has had the idea of ​​hunting them.

Milo did indeed reap considerable rewards at first in the Great Snow Mountain, but he heard that the school was wiping out the monster hordes in the Winter Realm, where the corpses of fallen monsters were piled up like mountains, as if they were free.

He couldn't resist the temptation, so he secretly went to the front line of the sect's purge, intending to pick up any stragglers, but he was ambushed by monsters and almost died there.

After listening to the other party's account, Matthew couldn't help but marvel at Milo's audacity. It was one thing to go to the Winter Realm on his own initiative, but to actually go to the front lines, a place he would avoid at all costs.

Judging from Milo's appearance, he probably paid a heavy price for it. I wonder if he will learn his lesson in the future.

Seeing the other person's blood-stained face, Matthew couldn't help but ask, "So, how's the front line in the Winter Realm doing now?"

"The situation there isn't good right now. The number of magical beasts in the Winter Realm is increasing, and I don't think the School of Thought will be able to take it down anytime soon."

Upon hearing Milo's words, Matthew tensed up, a question popping into his head.

"With the battle at a stalemate, will the school forcibly transfer us apprentices from the main world to the Winter Realm?" Matthew worried that he might be sent to the Winter Realm again.

Milo shook his head. "I haven't heard of that. The school is still maintaining its original strategy. Unless you apply voluntarily like me, the school will only forcibly assign apprentices without potential to the Winter Realm."

Matthew finally breathed a sigh of relief. What he needed most right now was time. As long as he wasn't recalled, the longer the purge of the Winter Realm dragged on, the later Mold would return.

However, the future is full of uncertainties, and no one knows what will happen next. The only truth is to seize the time to become stronger.

Then Matthew remembered the mushrooms that could transform hallucinogenic substances into spiritual power.

"By the way, do you still have those hallucinogenic mushrooms from last time?"

Milo was a little confused as to why Matthew was suddenly asking this.

He scratched his head. "Yes, there is, but why are you asking?"

Milo suddenly remembered something and reminded him, "Matthew, you didn't eat those mushrooms, did you?"

Besides being highly hallucinogenic, those mushrooms also contain many pollutants. Consuming too many may lead to toxin buildup and potentially cause unknown mutations in the body.

"Don't worry, I didn't eat any. I'm just a little interested in the mutations in the mushrooms."

Matthew made up a reason, omitting the details of the library incident and remaining completely silent about the soul power contained within the mushrooms. He took out a bottle of healing potion from his spatial bracelet. "How many do you have? I'll trade with you."

"Really? You can't back out now."

Milo could tell that the potion Matthew had was of extremely high quality, and that the hallucinogenic mushrooms were of little use to him anyway.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to take out his items and exchange them with Matthew.

"Only two flowers?"

"That's all we have." Milo, fearing Matthew might change his mind, immediately opened the bottle of the healing potion he had exchanged and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Glug glug," Milo muttered as he drank the potion, "These mushrooms are all scraps I picked up from that advanced apprentice's lab, so there were very few of them to begin with."

The moment the medicine entered his mouth, Milo noticed something unusual. He was surprised to find that his previously aching wound had healed by more than half.

"Tsk tsk, your healing potion is really effective. After just one bottle, I immediately felt much better," Milo exclaimed, smacking his lips in admiration.

"Did you make all these potions? How come I didn't know you had such a talent for potion-making?"

Matthew didn't elaborate on the topic of healing potions; he changed the subject.

"Do you know how to cultivate this type of mushroom?"

"Cultivation methods? I don't know that. I'm only responsible for assisting and don't have access to the core of the experiment."

This experiment involves research in the core area of ​​a wizard apprentice's work, and must contain a great deal of important knowledge that would certainly not be accessible to outsiders.

Matthew didn't expect Milo to know the specific training methods; he asked the question simply to see if he could get some useful clues from Milo.

However, judging from the other party's reaction, there is no hope in this regard.

"Do you know the raw materials used to cultivate hallucinogenic mushrooms?"

Milo shook his head. "I haven't seen the raw material in the encyclopedia. I only know that it's a kind of dark purple mushroom. I heard from my senior that it's a magical plant from the Winter Realm."

The Realm of Winter? So the advanced apprentice who cultivated hallucinogenic mushrooms had indeed been there, which matches Matthew's earlier guess.

If I'm not mistaken, the dark purple mushroom that Milo mentioned is the Whispering Mushroom recorded in the "Distribution Guide to Magical Plants of the Great Snow Mountain".

and many more……

"The Realm of Winter? Senior?" Matthew suddenly realized something.

Milo looked at Matthew, puzzled. "Huh? What's wrong?"

Matthew then remembered someone, "The advanced apprentice you mentioned wouldn't happen to be...?"

"It's Senior Angela."

Sure enough... Angela...

Upon hearing this name, Matthew instinctively clutched his heart, at that patch of dry skin.

His thoughts returned to the lab table.

The image of the woman with her hands wrapped in bandages resurfaced in Matthew's mind.

Seeing Matthew's serious expression, Milo couldn't help but tease, "What's wrong? Did you also help out with Angela's research?"

"I've been an assistant? I've even been a test subject," Matthew thought to himself, but he didn't say it aloud.

"However, I must warn you, Angela has a strange temper, so you'd better not get involved in her research."

Matthew remained silent.

Even without Milo's reminder, he wouldn't actively seek out Angela unless there was a reason.

As the test subject, Matthew was definitely dead in Angela's mind. If he were to suddenly appear before Angela, Matthew didn't know how she would react to him.

It's about treating yourself indifferently, like a consumable item.

Still interested in the changes in his body, she continued to ask herself to be the test subject and complete her experiment.

Or has she already forgotten that she was once her experimental subject?

Matthew had originally thought that if the hallucinogenic mushrooms were successfully cultivated, he might be able to find a way to exchange some for them.

But now he has completely abandoned that idea.

This is before they have enough strength...

After regaining his composure, Matthew decided to say goodbye to Milo and head towards the teaching building.

But the healing potion was so effective that Milo insisted on trying to trade some of it with Matthew.

However, Milo was short of money at the moment and could only exchange a few monster cores.