Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

As knowledge accumulates, Lynn's analytical capabilities become increasingly powerful.

The few small hurdles that I had secretly noted down in the lab before but had not yet been overcome were becoming increasingly clear.

Two nodes have even had their problems analyzed and optimal solutions provided.

That morning, Lynn came to the laboratory again.

He quietly tidied up the laboratory and placed several bone plates arranged according to specific relationships next to Gregor.

Gregor simply snorted impatiently.

Clearly, Lynn's "attentive" behavior during this period did not satisfy Gregor.

My initial reason for accepting his offer was because he said, "He can provide some unique perspectives and verify the feasibility of certain ideas."

But Lynn's recent performance has been mediocre, with nothing particularly remarkable.

If all I need to do is tidy up the room, the Ghost Servant is enough; I don't need this eyesore.

Lynn understood Gregor's dissatisfaction; the old man had really taken his words to heart.

He pretended not to understand the meaning behind the cold snort, and seemingly unintentionally pointed to the two energy loop nodes that had been intertwined for a long time on the bone plate.

"Mentor, the energy dissipation rates at these two nodes seem to be constantly out of balance. What if we tried introducing a reverse 'soul prism' to deflect it, instead of forcibly constraining it...?"

Upon hearing this, Gregor abruptly stopped what he was doing.

He abruptly turned his head, staring intently at Lynn, a sharp glint flashing in his cloudy eyes:

"Reverse deflection? Soul Prism? How did you come up with that? Go on!"

Lynn was certain that the panel's analysis was indeed reliable.

Based on the optimization direction he identified and combined with the basic knowledge he had been cramming for in the library these past few days, he offered his "conjecture."

As Gregor listened, his expression shifted from doubt to astonishment, and finally he fell into deep thought.

He grabbed the bone plate and quickly traced names on it with his fingers while muttering incantations.

"Brilliant...brilliant! Although it's only a theoretical possibility, and constructing a Soul Prism is itself a difficult problem, the direction...the direction might be right! At least it provides a new approach!"

Gregor slapped his thigh and looked at Lynn with a completely different expression.

It's no longer about looking at a troublesome burden, but about discovering a treasure with delight.

"Alright, alright! Kid... Lynn, right?"

This question really put Lynn on the defensive.

Good heavens, I've been serving you hand and foot for so many days, and you still don't remember my name?

But Gregor's tone was much more enthusiastic.

"Your idea is very innovative. You are welcome to come to my lab anytime and look through all my research materials!"

"If you can truly help with this project, I won't treat you unfairly. I'll pay you contribution points or magic stones based on your contribution!"

However, he then sighed, his enthusiasm waning and his weariness returning.

"However, as you can see, the [Death Metamorphosis] project has been going on for too long, and the academy has long since given up hope, with the allocated funding being pitifully small."

"I often have to take on assignments to supplement my experimental work, so... don't expect to get rich overnight."

"I understand, mentor. I'm just interested in knowledge itself," Lynn replied calmly.

What he valued was not the short-term resources, but the vast knowledge system that the laboratory could provide access to.

And... the enormous benefits that may be gained from the [Death Transformation] project in the future.

Gregor seemed worried that Lynn would become complacent if there weren't enough benefits, so he quickly promised to apply for a "research assistant" position for him, which would allow him to receive a fixed 100 contribution points every month.

This pleased Lynn quite a bit.

One hundred contribution points may not seem like much, but it's enough for his living expenses, and he can afford to eat a few good meals every month.

He doesn't have a great need for contribution points right now; if he needs witchcraft or knowledge, he can just ask his mentor.

Now that this old fellow needs my help, I will definitely do my best to satisfy him.

From now on, I won't have to compete with other apprentices for those meager "salary" tasks to make a living, and I can use the free time to focus on my cultivation.

If I can offer a few constructive suggestions, I might even be able to make a small profit.

The next day, Lynn's "research assistant" status was approved, and she received a white lab coat and a silver badge with a "brain" engraved on it.

From then on, Lynn's life became a stable routine of going between three points.

Engage in research and learn in Gregor's laboratory, explore the library of skeletons, and meditate and rest in the bedroom of the skeleton nest.

Occasionally, he would attend a public lecture on the nature of negative energy, the classification of undead creatures, or the principles of basic curses to enrich the database on his panel.

His wizarding apprenticeship had officially begun.

Just as Lynn was immersed in the ocean of knowledge and the thrill of becoming stronger, Mary found his dormitory room.

Mary was puzzled but had no time to pay attention to Kevin, who was meditating like a guardian deity at the dormitory entrance.

I carefully slipped past him, turning sideways.

Kevin watched Mary's petite figure pass by him, her slender legs inadvertently revealed beneath her wizard's robes as she swayed.

There was actually a layer of...black stockings on top?

As Kevin watched Mary enter the dormitory and close the door behind her, a sense of unease crept into his mind.

Goodness, you really know how to enjoy yourself.

They even deliver to my door!

But...they were causing trouble inside, and I was just listening at the door?

Lynn is so skinny, he probably won't have any energy for more than a few minutes.

Should I go in and help push? And take this opportunity to get on Lynn's good side?

Leaving aside Kevin's outrageous ideas, Mary has successfully met with Lynn.

She wore a slightly worn apprentice robe, her face was even paler than when she was on the ship, and she had many more corrosive wounds on her body. Her eyes held a hint of flattery and fear.

"Good night, Lord Lynn..."

Her voice was weak, as if she found it difficult to speak.

Lynn snapped out of his meditation and frowned as he looked her over.

Those stupid women must be asking me for something.

"Speak, what do you want from me?"

Mary took a deep breath and muttered softly:

"I...I'm almost out of contribution points, and my body is being severely eroded by negative energy, making it impossible for me to meditate."

"Could you... lend me a few magic stones? I want to buy some medicine to repair my body and cultivation materials."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back later!"

Despite the girl's seemingly hesitant demeanor, she had already set her sights on it for a long time.

Lynn had "extorted" quite a few magic stones on the ship, and Mary had been eyeing them for a long time, hoping to get a few flowers from Lynn.

Originally, he planned to speak up when they "bumped into" each other at the academy, but Lynn's actions had been very regular lately, and she rarely attended public classes, so the two of them had not been able to meet.

I found out about Lynn's dorm room from other people over the past two days, so I sneaked here under the cover of night.

Lynn looked at Mary calmly, as if trying to see through her true nature.

He could sense the faint fluctuations in Mary's mental energy; that little talent wouldn't even qualify her as cannon fodder in the Bone Spire.

"My magic stones are all used up."

His voice was flat and monotone, as if he were stating a fact.

However, even if he had enough magic stones, he would use them to accelerate his cultivation, and he would not waste them on pointless investments.

Mary's face paled even more. She bit her lip, her eyes welling up with tears, and then she ripped open her tattered wizard's robe.

Inside was an extremely alluring scene, seemingly telling the story of Victoria's Secret, gleaming with a unique light under the cover of night.

Only the scattered livid spots and the hideous wounds corroded by negative energy ruined this scene.

Hmm... It gives off a "Crazy Baby" vibe from the Resident Evil mode.