The Wizard of Truth: Starting with Analyzing All Things

As the first rays of dawn, tinged with the dark red light of "Krtugia," shone through the narrow window onto his face, Rowe slowly opened his eyes.

The low-grade magic stone in his hand had lost all its luster, turning grayish-white and fragile. With a gentle squeeze, it turned into dust, which flowed down between his fingers.

overnight.

Just one night.

Luo Wei sensed the changes in his consciousness and body. The feeling of overflowing mental energy and significantly increased thinking speed was incredibly clear. If his consciousness was previously like an old computer, running with lag and noise, then now it was like it had just had a top-of-the-line CPU and memory installed, running swiftly, quietly and efficiently.

The Book of Truth floated in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, radiating a warm and profound light. Its pages seemed slightly more solid than before. A message naturally emerged:

**[The main life level has been upgraded!]**

**Current Status: Novice Apprentice**

**[Mental Strength: 15.7 Standard Units (Slowly Increasing)]**

**[Computing power reserve: increased to 150%, 'Basic Spirit Extraction Method (Truth Optimized Version)' operating efficiency increased by 20%.]**

**[Unlock New Feature: Low-Power Environment Monitoring Mode (Passive, detects energy fluctuations and malicious activity within a 10-meter radius)]**

Become!

Luo Wei's heart was churning, but his face remained calm. Overnight, he had gone from a mortal declared "without potential" to a true **novice apprentice**. If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shake the entire outer region of Darkmoon Academy. But he knew that this was only the beginning, the first small proof that the [Book of Truth] had turned the impossible into the possible.

More importantly, he clearly sensed that his "connection" with the world around him had changed. The magical particles floating in the air no longer completely ignored him; instead, a very small portion began to spontaneously and slowly merge into his body. His optimized meditation technique automatically activated, converting these particles into a meager reserve of "computing power." This meant that even without actively engaging in deep meditation, he was constantly becoming stronger, albeit very slowly.

This is the terrifying aspect of the **Truth Optimized Meditation Method**—it turns cultivation into a kind of passive talent.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt a little lighter. His gaze fell on the few pieces of refined, low-quality moonshine moss essence.

"The energy purity of magic stones is far higher than that of this crude refinement, but magic stones are difficult to obtain. We need to find a more stable and concealed energy source, or... find a way to efficiently convert inferior materials into high-purity energy."

Scientific thinking once again guided his actions. He began to analyze his current situation and goals as if planning a long-term research project:

1. **Short-term goal:** Consolidate your novice apprentice status and advance to intermediate apprentice as soon as possible. This requires more energy.

2. **Mid-term goal:** Acquire more and more advanced knowledge (sorcery models, meditation, potion-making, alchemy, etc.) to provide materials for the "analysis" of the [Book of Truth] and enrich your "arsenal".

3. **Resource Acquisition**: A stable way to obtain magic stones or equivalent items needs to be found. Academy quests? Or... some other method?

4. **Security Guarantee:** Conceal your true progress and the secret of the [Book of Truth]. Harris is an unstable factor and needs to be monitored.

"Knock knock knock".

Just then, a knock sounded on the door, neither too loud nor too soft, with a formulaic rhythm.

Luo Wei's mind raced, but the newly unlocked **[Low Power Environment Monitoring Mode]** did not send any warnings of danger or malice. He composed himself, regaining his previous dejected and silent demeanor, and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a young man dressed in a gray academy robe, with a bronze emblem representing the "Deacon's Office" pinned to his chest. He was expressionless, his eyes carrying a formulaic indifference. He was a **junior apprentice**, usually filled by those with poor aptitude and no hope of advancement, responsible for relaying miscellaneous academy tasks.

"Love?" The apprentice deacon checked the list on the parchment in his hand.

"it's me."

"Based on the assessment results and academy regulations, you have been assigned to the 'Basic Materials Processing Area,' laboratory number seven, as an assistant handyman. Report for duty immediately." The apprentice deacon handed Luo Wei a cold iron plaque with a simple "seven" engraved on it. "Work six hours a day. You will receive basic meals upon completion of your quota. After working continuously for a month, you will receive a low-grade magic stone as compensation. Violations or failure to meet quotas will result in penalties."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the next room without waiting for Luo Wei's response.

Luo Wei gripped the cold iron plate, his eyes flickering slightly.

He'd heard of the **Basic Materials Processing Area**. It was one of the lowest and most demanding departments in the academy, responsible for processing unprocessed magical materials collected from various places, such as grinding specific ores, cleaning sticky magical plant roots, and removing the venom glands of lower-level monsters. The working environment was usually harsh, and some materials themselves might contain slight toxicity or radiation, which could damage an apprentice's physical and mental strength with prolonged exposure.

This allocation result clearly reflects his status as "lacking potential." The academy wouldn't keep useless people around for nothing; it's standard practice to extract the last bit of labor.

But a slight smile appeared on Luo Wei's lips.

Danger? No, in his eyes, this was clearly a... **treasure trove**!

Aren't those bizarre and varied magical materials that need to be processed perfect "analysis" targets? Not only can they enrich the database of the Book of Truth, but they might also discover some unexpected ways of using them that the academy has overlooked.

"Seventh Laboratory..." Without the slightest hesitation, Rowe walked towards the lower level of the castle according to the simple map on the back of the iron plate.

The further down you go, the more damp and chilly the air becomes, filled with strange smells—the pungent smell of sulfur, the earthy stench of humus, and a certain indescribable sweet-smelling odor. The lighting on the stone walls is reduced to the simplest fluorite, casting a pale and flickering glow.

Laboratory Seven was located at the end of a secluded corridor. Pushing open the heavy, rusty iron door, an even stronger, mixed odor wafted out.

The laboratory was quite spacious, but cluttered. Several huge stone pools were filled with unidentified plants and minerals, bubbling away. Long workbenches were piled with various mortars, cutting tools, and filtration devices. In the corners were baskets of raw materials, still covered in soil.

At this moment, three figures were busy in the laboratory.

A thin boy with freckles on his face was struggling to cut a bundle of tough **iron thorn grass** with a guillotine, sweating profusely. The energy fluctuations emanating from him indicated that he was a **novice apprentice**.

The other was a tall, quiet girl who was carefully using special tweezers to separate the caps of different colors from a basket of colorful poisonous mushrooms. Her movements were skilled and steady. She was also a beginner apprentice.

Finally, there was a brown-haired youth reclining in a deck chair, legs crossed, leisurely flipping through a leather book. His clothing was relatively refined, with simple family crests embroidered on his cuffs, and the spiritual energy emanating from him was significantly stronger than the other two, clearly indicating he was a **mid-level apprentice**. He must be the person in charge of this laboratory.

Upon seeing Luo Wei enter, the thin boy and the silent girl merely glanced up before burying themselves back in their work, their eyes blank. The brown-haired youth, however, closed his book and gave Luo Wei a scrutinizing and slightly impatient look.

"New handyman? Hurry up, we haven't finished processing today's 'glowing moss,' and those 'spike-toothed boar tusks' over there need sharpening too." He pointed to a mountain of moss emitting a faint blue glow in one corner of the workbench, and several curved tusks covered in blood and bits of flesh beside it. "I'm the person in charge here, Kyle Greyfeather. The rules here are simple: complete the tasks I assign, and don't cause me any trouble."

Luo Wei nodded without saying a word and silently walked to the pile of fluorescent moss.

This moss was similar to the luminous moss he had dealt with the previous night, but it contained far less energy and seemed to be mixed with other substances, emitting an unpleasant fishy odor. The academy's requirement was to clean it thoroughly, squeeze out the juice, and use it to make the lowest grade of lighting ink or a base for certain catalysts.

Luo Wei rolled up his sleeves and began washing and squeezing like the other janitors. But his consciousness had already quietly connected with the Book of Truth.

"Analysis target: fluorescent moss (before treatment)."

**[Analysis Target: Fluorescent Moss (Variant Contaminated by Weak Shadow Energy)]**

**[Analysis Progress: 100%]**

**[Analysis Results: The basic light energy structure is damaged, containing 'inert shadow particles.' Directly squeezing the juice results in an energy utilization rate of less than 3%, and the juice is slightly corrosive; long-term contact may lead to skin ulceration.]**

**[Optimized Treatment Solution: It is recommended to first soak the sample in slightly acidic water (the pH can be adjusted using an 'acid splash' model) for 17 minutes to dissolve surface dark contaminants, then rinse with 35-degree warm water, and finally squeeze to obtain 'pure fluorescent juice,' increasing energy utilization to 15% and removing corrosiveness.]**

really!

Luo Wei understood. The standard treatment method provided by the academy was crude, inefficient, and even harmful to the person handling the case. And this was his opportunity.

He remained silent, acting quietly according to the plan outlined in the Book of Truth. He subtly guided the faint water element in the air and meticulously controlled the model of "acid splash," ensuring it didn't produce acid but only altered the water's quality. This process demanded extremely high levels of mental control, but his optimized meditation technique and enhanced mental strength allowed him to barely complete it.

Seventeen minutes later, he began to rinse with warm water.

The skinny boy next to him noticed his actions and couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Hey, newbie, the rule is to rinse three times with cold water. Using warm water is a waste of fuel. Senior Kyle will scold you if he sees you."

Luo Wei looked up and gave him a gentle smile: "Thank you, I'll be done soon."

When he put the processed moss into the squeezer, what came out was no longer a turbid, fishy-smelling blue liquid, but a clear, sky-blue viscous juice, and the energy fluctuations it emitted were noticeably purer.

Kyle, who had been secretly observing while his eyes were hidden behind a book, suddenly sat up straight, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He put down the book, walked to Rowe's workbench, dipped his finger in the clear blue liquid, and carefully examined it.

"How...did you do that?" Kyle's voice held a hint of disbelief. "This purity is almost on par with the initial purification work of a pharmacy apprentice!"

Luo Wei had already prepared his explanation, and he appropriately showed a hint of "unease" and "recollection" on his face: "I...I used to be on the island, and I learned a little about how to process herbs from an old pharmacist, and...I tried using it."

"Old Pharmacist?" Kyle narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Rowe, seemingly assessing the truthfulness of his words. He wasn't entirely convinced, but the improvement in the quality of the juice was undeniable. If every submitted material maintained this quality, he would receive better evaluations from the deacon above, and might even gain additional resources.

For someone who had been stuck in the middle-level apprenticeship for many years and was facing a shortage of resources, this was undoubtedly a godsend.

Kyle's impatience vanished, replaced by cautious interest. He lowered his voice: "What's your name?"

"Love".

"Very good, Rowe." Kyle patted him on the shoulder. "From today onwards, you won't have to do those chores anymore. You'll be in charge of the initial processing of materials. As long as you do a good job, I won't treat you unfairly." He added meaningfully, "Your meal allowance can be based on the 'Contribution Apprentice's' ration, and in addition, I'll give you an extra... half a magic stone every month."

The skinny boy and the silent girl beside them both cast surprised and envious glances.

At the opportune moment, Luo Wei's face revealed a mixture of surprise and gratitude: "Thank you, Senior Kyle!"

He knew this was just the beginning. He used a trivial "skill" to buy himself more precious time, better living conditions, and a relatively safe "protective umbrella."

Meanwhile, an even bolder plan took shape in his mind.

He looked at the mountains of low-grade materials in the laboratory, materials that others considered a burden, with the eyes of someone looking at untapped gold mines.

"Perhaps, there's no need to risk fighting for them at all; the resources... are right in front of us."