I became a god through archaeology in the Wizarding World.

It was already 2 a.m. when I got back to my cramped single room.

Rod didn't turn on the lights. He skillfully locked the door from the inside and sprinkled a fine layer of flour on the door cracks and window edges.

After doing all this, he sat down on the hard bed by the faint moonlight streaming in through the window.

He solemnly placed the "Basic Spiritual Training Method" and the black bone fragment in his arms on his lap.

"Extract capabilities first."

Rhodes took a deep breath and composed himself.

He picked up the black bone fragment, about the size of a fingernail.

Close your eyes and let your consciousness sink into the depths of your mind.

That dusty, unfurnished "Species Atlas" resurfaced.

The image of the Stone-Skinned Groundwalker on the first page still emitted a faint gray light, but at this moment, the page automatically turned and stopped on the second page.

On the originally blank page, as Rhodes' fingers touched the bone fragments, countless black lines began to grow wildly.

A bird-like creature, entirely black with sharp, piercing eyes, gradually took shape.

Its beak has a metallic sheen, and its feathers look as if they were cast from steel.

[Species Included: Iron-beaked Raven]

[Status: Extinct (Low-level creature of the First Era)]

[Completeness: 5% (only trace amounts of coracoid bone fragments were obtained)]

[Description: A scavenging creature once widely distributed on ancient battlefields. They do not perceive the world through sight or hearing, but rather through a special magnetic field sensory organ in their beaks, detecting killing intent and danger in their surroundings.]

[Extractable Feature: Danger Premonition (Weak)]

【Whether to extract? 】

"extract."

This time the pain was much milder than the first time, but it was also more bizarre.

Unlike the excruciating pain of skin being torn apart when fusing with Stone Skin, this time the sensation was concentrated in the brain.

Rhodes felt a cold current rush from his fingertips to his head, like an extremely thin ice needle piercing his temple.

His vision blurred instantly, and a sharp ringing sound came to his ears.

The world seemed to change at that moment.

The discomfort disappeared after a few seconds.

Rhodes opened his eyes.

The room is still the same room, and the moonlight is still the same moonlight.

But he could sense a subtle change.

This feeling is hard to describe in words. It's like the sense of touch and intuition he developed after practicing surgery thousands of times in his previous life, magnified countless times.

He looked out the window, and although he couldn't see anything, he inexplicably sensed that an owl was staring at a field mouse in a big tree about fifty meters away.

The feeling of being stared at turned into an extremely faint stinging sensation, which was felt on the back of his head.

"Is this what they call danger prediction...?"

Rhodes scratched the back of his head.

Although the current sensing range is small and blurry, it's like a passive radar.

This radar will sound an alarm if anyone harbors strong malice or murderous intent towards him.

With this trump card, his chances of survival in the academy increased by at least double.

Next up is the main event.

Rhodes picked up the book "Basic Mental Training Method" that he had acquired at great cost.

Opening the worn sheepskin cover, one finds densely packed records of an ancient breathing rhythm and geometric shapes that need to be constructed in the mind.

"Meditation is the cornerstone of all a wizard's power."

"Use your mental power to capture the etheric particles floating in the air, incorporate them into your body, and transform them into magic power."

Following the instructions in the book, Rod sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing.

Inhale for three seconds, pause for two seconds, and exhale for four seconds.

While maintaining this counterintuitive breathing rhythm, he needs to imagine a constantly rotating tetrahedron in his mind.

This is extremely difficult for ordinary people because human thinking is prone to divergence.

This is why wizards need talent.

People with strong mental fortitude are more likely to concentrate and build stable mental models.

Rhodes' talent is very poor; this is the conclusion reached by the academy after testing.

But he has one advantage: he is a time traveler and a surgeon.

His soul is a fusion of memories from two lifetimes. Although his total spiritual power is not high, his resilience and control far exceed those of ordinary people.

Furthermore, after awakening his illustration, his mental strength was also strengthened accordingly.

Ten minutes have passed.

Half an hour has passed.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Rhodes' forehead; the tetrahedron in his mind always collapsed as soon as it took shape.

But he didn't give up; the perseverance to stand on the operating table for more than ten hours at a time sustained him.

Finally, on the forty-seventh attempt...

The tetrahedron stabilized in the dark space of consciousness and began to rotate slowly.

On its first rotation.

Rhodes saw it.

In the surrounding pitch-black void, faint specks of light appeared, multicolored, like plankton floating in the deep sea.

Those are elements, ether, the source of truth in this world.

As the tetrahedron rotated, a few faint specks of light were attracted and carefully merged into Rhodes' body.

A cool current of energy travels through the meridians and finally converges in the abdomen.

Although it was only a tiny bit, it was pitifully little.

But this marked the moment when Rod Griffin, the teaching assistant deemed useless, officially crossed the chasm between mortal and extraordinary.

He had the opportunity to become a junior wizard apprentice.

Rhodes suppressed his excitement and quickly took out the book that Jack had given him, which contained the 0-ring trick "Hand of the Wizard".

"Able to control the movement of objects by releasing magic."

Rhodes' mouth moved as he carefully examined the document several times before attempting to construct the [Hand of the Mage] model.

He concentrated on building a model in his mind, failing time and time again, before finally succeeding.

After a long while, Rhodes exhaled a breath of stale air. Now he not only had the opportunity to become an apprentice, but he had also learned a zero-ring trick.