Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

The days that followed became dull again.

According to Lear, even with favorable winds, it would take a month for the ship to reach the port of Wizarding Continent.

During this time, you may encounter dangers such as strong winds and waves, especially extraordinary creatures in the sea.

Legend has it that there exists a humanoid race called fish-men in the sea.

Among them are special individuals known as Tidecallers, also called Sirens, who possess spellcasting abilities and whose songs can bewitch people.

Legend has it that sea monsters use their songs to seduce sailors on foggy days, either causing them to run aground and sink their ships to steal their treasure, or they lead their fish-men to kill the sailors and seize the treasure.

"But there's a wizard on board, and with my crew, I'd love to run into sirens! I've heard their flesh can keep you young forever!"

In the captain's cabin, Captain Paul boasted to Lokunlun.

As a high-ranking knight, Paul is faster than an eagle and stronger than a lion; he has his own confidence.

During this time, Lokunlun gradually became acquainted with the crew of the Wanderer.

Strong people are respected everywhere, and sailors are inherently rugged and bold, so when they get together for a drink, they can talk about anything.

It was now the seventh day since they set sail.

The initial excitement and clamor in the gifted individuals' room on the fourth floor had long since disappeared, replaced by a chorus of recitations.

The boys and girls were all making the most of their time to learn the common wizarding script and to memorize the basic diagrams of meditation.

For them, this is the first step on the path to the extraordinary, and no one wants to fall behind.

Some people have even started trying meditation techniques.

Through specific meditation postures and mental guidance, before opening the mental sea, one can passively absorb free magical energy particles in the air and gradually increase mental strength.

Until one's mental energy accumulates to a certain threshold, one can open one's own mental sea.

After that, he meditated and developed the Will Rune, which allowed him to actively capture magical energy particles during meditation.

This process was not particularly long.

A fifth-tier talent can successfully unlock their potential in one or two years at most, without any external assistance.

With the help of wizard-made magic-attracting potions and mental-enhancing potions, the speed can be greatly increased.

The higher the talent level, the higher the cultivation efficiency: if the cultivation efficiency of a fifth-grade talent is one, then the efficiency of a fourth-grade talent is two, directly doubling the efficiency.

With a talent level of only 3, Wu Ke's speed would only be faster, far exceeding what ordinary people can imagine.

"Have you heard? Wu Ke from the continent of Volo has successfully entered a meditative state!" In the restaurant, a young man from the continent of El put down his bread, his tone full of envy.

The wizarding language was obscure and difficult to understand, and the meditation diagrams were even more complicated. He hadn't even fully memorized them yet, let alone tried to meditate.

"Hmph, what's there to envy?" Another boy next to him curled his lip, his tone tinged with sourness. "That kid is just lucky! I heard that back in his hometown, he had a teacher who specialized in wizarding scripts. He started learning the stuff we're learning now years ago, so naturally he's faster than us!"

That's not entirely wrong.

In general, these gifted individuals learn wizarding knowledge from scratch.

Before their talent is detected, no one is sure if they can embark on the path of wizardry. Few people will spend time studying obscure wizarding texts, especially since there are very few scholars who are proficient in this field.

Samuel's guidance during those years has undoubtedly played a crucial role in Wu Ke's progress today.

Days passed by one by one, and something was brewing in the mundane routine.

Life at sea is monotonous. Occasionally, men and women will joke around, invite each other out, and then begin an unforgettable conversation.

Born into a medieval-like world, and being of noble birth, they were exposed to a wide range of things from a young age, and their concept of chastity was not very strong.

For them, it is a very pleasant thing to have a romantic relationship with a person of the opposite sex with whom they can get along, who is valuable, and with whom they can attach themselves and make friends.

At the same time, conflicts also arose.

It started as a quarrel between teenagers from two different continents.

The talented individuals of the El Continent, relying on the superior environment of their homeland, generally have higher talent levels. They always speak with a sense of superiority and occasionally mock the Volo Continent as a "backward, muddy place."

The gifted individuals of the Volo Continent, naturally unwilling to be outdone, retorted that "they are just lucky to be born in a good place," and the two sides often argued endlessly.

As time went on and more people began to engage in meditation practice, this verbal conflict quickly escalated into bullying of the less talented by the highly gifted.

In the world of wizards, the law of the supremacy of strength has long been deeply ingrained.

Talent level directly determines cultivation speed and future achievements; those with high talent naturally have the advantage of looking down on those with low talent.

Five fourth-tier talents from the continent of El gradually formed a small clique and began to intentionally or unintentionally make things difficult for those fifth-tier talents, even though they had their own fellow countrymen who had previously shared a common hatred with them.

They would deliberately take the best seats in the restaurant, steal other people's painstakingly copied wizarding notes, and interfere with the cultivation of those with low talent.

Apart from Wu Ke's third-class talent, which made them somewhat wary, everyone else became the target of their attacks.

"Hey, you fifth-tier one, bring over the bread, lemons, and tangerines on your table!" A fourth-tier talent from the continent of El pointed at the plate in front of Charlie, speaking arrogantly.

Charlie frowned, his anger burning.

But he also knew in his heart that it was best not to have a conflict with the other party, because the other party was more talented than him and had greater potential for the future.

Furthermore, with their enhanced physical abilities due to the influence of magical energy particles as they began meditating, and their superior numbers, I knew I couldn't possibly defeat them.

Charlie clenched his fists, but in the end, he swallowed his anger and handed over the bread.

But the boy flew into a rage upon seeing this.

"Are you deaf? Can't you understand?" Shawke yelled. "I told you to bring the lemons and oranges too, did you hear me?!"

"No, this is my ration!" Before he finished speaking, Charlie stuffed the fresh fruit into his pocket and immediately prepared to leave the restaurant.

There aren't many kinds of food at sea; every day they eat cured meat, salted fish, bread, or occasionally freshly caught sea fish.

Citrus fruits are considered good for storage. They can be wrapped in straw in a well-ventilated and dry place to prevent them from being crushed and to extend their shelf life.

The quantity was limited, so everyone was allocated a ration.

Most importantly, they are all ordinary people who will be on the ship for at least a month, and their health will suffer if they don't eat fruit.

Meditation is very energy-consuming, so Charlie must ensure his physical health.

However, the next moment, a strong hand grabbed Charlie.

"He's just a piece of trash with only fifth-tier talent, yet he dares to disobey!"