Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Looking at the vast collection of books, Lynn couldn't help but gasp.

If you were to touch each book one by one, it would take forever.

His consciousness immediately sank into the [Memory Library] in his mind, and began to test another function - issuing commands.

[Command: Scan and record all unprotected text and image information within the visible area.]

This is also a function that can be upgraded after advancing to the level of a wizard apprentice, but it can only issue "scan" or "analyze" commands.

The current analysis function can not only analyze books, but also analyze "magic arrays" and "restrictions" around us.

If it were upgraded further, it might even be able to analyze the enemy's witchcraft and cosplay as a "Sharingan" for fun.

Silently, the panel transformed into an invisible scanner, and the contents of thousands of books on the bookshelf flooded into his "memory library" like a tidal wave.

These are common pieces of knowledge that are not difficult to understand, and the scanning speed is also very fast.

He only needs to walk slowly past rows of bookshelves, and the knowledge he sees is already etched into his soul.

This almost predatory learning method brings a pleasure that even surpasses the increase in strength.

Lynn was like a dry sponge, thrown into an ocean of knowledge, frantically absorbing the fundamental rules of this world.

However, as he ventured deeper into the library, things changed.

Books, scrolls, or knowledge sealed in crystals that radiate powerful energy fluctuations all have complex halos flowing across their surfaces.

They are locks themselves composed of intricate magical models.

[Command: Decipher the restrictions on the book.]

[High-level knowledge restriction detected... Initiating analysis...]

[Estimated analysis time: Unknown (related to target complexity and host's mental strength)]

The panel provided feedback, indicating that the progress bar was moving at a negligible speed.

Clearly, this restriction is extremely profound, and it would take him an indefinite amount of time to completely break through it with his mental strength.

Lynn was not discouraged. He believed that his mental strength would eventually improve, and he made deciphering these restrictions a long-term task.

Every bit of progress he made meant that his understanding of the Bone Spire sorcery system had deepened.

Fortunately, all the restrictions on this level are the same set. Once one of them is analyzed, the rest will fall apart on their own.

The passage to the upper level is protected by another magical array, which he cannot pass through with his current identity badge.

The only problem now is that he can't scan the restrictions on the books into the library and analyze them "on the go".

He needs to stay next to the barrier to perform the analysis properly; if he leaves midway, the analysis will be paused.

His current identity badge is not enough for him to borrow this "advanced" knowledge; at least a second-class wizard apprentice can borrow it using contribution points.

As darkness fell, Lynn stopped scanning and analyzing.

Although I scan very quickly, it is only a very small part of the entire library.

This place holds knowledge buried for countless years; it is a true "ocean of knowledge."

There's still a long way to go, and one day I'll be able to become a "human library".

After leaving the "skeleton vault," Lynn first visited his cheap mentor, intending to reconnect with him.

As a result, a "Do Not Disturb" sign was hung high on the door frame of his laboratory.

Left with no other choice, Lynn had to go back to her dormitory first.

The freshmen dormitories are two-person rooms, and even a top genius like him is no exception.

Lynn pondered that if her roommate's personality and schedule were not good, she would move to her supervisor's lab, where it would be safer and she could also get to know her supervisor better.

Following the guiding puppet, Lynn walked through a corridor entwined with pale white vines and arrived at the apprentices' quarters.

His dormitory was located in a building called "The Bone Nest".

Pushing open the wooden door engraved with simple protective runes, a smell mixed with musty odor, old dust, and faint negative energy hit you.

The room was small and simply furnished.

Two stone beds with gray curtains, two rough wooden tables, and a storage cabinet.

The only source of light came from a low-quality soul stone embedded in the wall, emitting a ghostly green glow, which made the entire room look like a tomb.

Tsk... Sleeping in a place like this, it's hard not to have nightmares at night.

Such a large academy, and it's all in such a terrible state. Aren't there any wizards who know how to enjoy life?

Isn't the purpose of our spiritual practice to become superior people and enjoy the benefits of a higher class? Why do you all insist on becoming ascetics?

At that moment, on the stone bed by the window, a figure was sitting cross-legged, seemingly trying to meditate.

Hearing the door open, he immediately opened his eyes and looked over alertly.

This was a boy who looked a year or two older than Lynn. He had an ordinary face and an unhealthy pale complexion. Under the influence of negative energy, some of his flesh had begun to rot.

The boy's eyes were filled with wariness and a hint of barely perceptible fatigue, clearly indicating that he had not been having a good time lately.

He was wearing a faded gray apprentice robe, suggesting he didn't come from a wealthy family.

"You're...the new roommate?"

The boy spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Yes, Lynn." Lynn introduced himself briefly, walked to the empty stone bed, and put down the simple luggage he had received.

"My name is Kevin."

Upon hearing Lynn's name, the boy's tone softened, showing a hint of goodwill.

"I arrived three days earlier than you. I heard there's a genius with exceptional talent this year who rejected two top professors and chose... well... a special mentor. I never expected it to be you, and you even became my roommate."

Lynn smiled noncommittally and didn't reply.

Kevin seemed to realize he had talked too much and awkwardly shut his mouth, but the curiosity in his eyes did not diminish.

He could sense the stable spiritual core fluctuations emanating from Lynn, which made him both envious and somewhat ashamed of himself.

As expected of a top genius, he had already successfully condensed his spiritual core before I had even touched the threshold of meditation.

Lynn tidied up the stone bed and plopped down on it.

It's rock hard; if I sleep on it for a night, I'll probably have backaches, leg cramps, and sore waists.

Clearly, the academy did not want its apprentices to be too comfortable, as that would easily lead to complacency.

Alright, I'll just meditate then.

He took out the black bread, boiled beans, and half a piece of roast meat he had picked up from the college cafeteria while passing by, and drank some water, and that was his meal.

Compared to the "high-end" cuisine enjoyed on board, it's nowhere near as good.

However, even this lowest-grade meal, plus other living necessities, requires paying the academy ten contribution points per month.

Want a "high-quality" life? No problem!

As long as you have enough contribution points, Dragon Whip can be served to you.

Seeing Lynn munching on the hard, dark bread, Kevin quickly offered her a sealed can of beverage in a fawning manner.

"Lynn, this is the honey grapefruit juice I received. Please try it and see how it tastes."

Lynn glanced at the drink can in Kevin's hand but did not take it.

"Thanks, this will be fine with me."

Lynn raised the glass of water in her hand, refusing outright.

Even in this dark world, we must remain vigilant towards others.

Especially things that go in the mouth, you can't touch them.

Kevin's hand, which had been hovering in mid-air, looked a little awkward, and he reluctantly withdrew it.

After finishing his meal, Lynn sat cross-legged on the stone bed and entered a meditative state.

Kevin, who was trying to meditate on another bed, only felt a large amount of negative energy constantly gathering.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Lynn meditating and absorbing energy.

Is this what genius is?

Is this the difference between them?

This is truly...despairing...

Kevin sighed and tried to meditate again, but he couldn't recapture the feeling he had just had.

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