Wizard: I can predict the future

A thorny crucible, a reception room.

Markov took the slip of paper Nord handed him, looked at the densely packed information on it, and frowned.

"Junior student Nord".

"These materials don't seem to be for potions. Are you preparing to forge a magical artifact?"

Nord nodded.

Markov looked at Nord's serious expression with a somewhat complicated look.

"Although enchanting and construction both belong to the field of alchemy, their focuses are completely different."

"While your potion-making talent amazes me, crafting magical artifacts and crafting potions are not the same thing."

"Other materials are fine; even if we fail, we'll only lose some magic stones."

"The Void-patterned Mithril is different from Karak Magic Crystal."

"Neither of these items is cheap, especially the Karak crystal. If the structure of the magic furnace becomes unstable, the crystal core may shatter at best, and it may explode on the spot at worst."

"Wasting magic stones is a minor issue; the real fear is that I might accidentally lose my life on the spot."

Nord could naturally understand the admonition in Markov's words.

The other party wasn't doubting his abilities, but rather reminding him.

Markov paused, then continued:

"If you want to learn how to craft magical artifacts, I suggest you start with the simplest ones."

Nord looked at Markov and smiled.

"Senior, you don't need to worry about me."

"In the past year, I have also learned a lot of relevant knowledge, so I am at least confident in crafting some simple magical artifacts."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to bother you and ask you to help me buy these materials."

With that, Nord raised his hand and waved.

In the corner of the room, a metal frame slowly floated up.

The next moment, the structure on the surface of the metal frame began to change.

The support frame is bent, and the crossbeams are shrinking.

Under the influence of magic and spiritual power, the metal frame is constantly disassembled, reassembled, and compressed.

In just a few minutes, it transformed into an exquisite and delicate breastplate.

This breastplate shows no signs of joining; it appears as if it were made entirely of natural material.

This is one of the most basic and core capabilities in constructing a direction.

Change the structure of the item.

Even a novice alchemist can reshape an object without damaging the material itself, as long as they master the basic construction techniques.

During the construction process, the internal structure of the materials will change according to the wizard's will.

If handled properly, the reconstructed item can be even more robust and have more stable magic conductivity than the original.

It is said that if one cultivates structural science to a very deep level, one can even change the nature of matter.

Transforming ordinary stones into mithril and reconstructing common iron into magical alloys is not entirely impossible.

However, according to Nord's understanding, the vast majority of materials in the wizarding world are still smelted in alchemy furnaces, including some first- or even second-level magical alloys.

His current method is not to create materials, but merely to use the means.

Markov looked at the small breastplate in the air and reached out to catch it.

He examined the breastplate closely, and even tried to test its hardness with magic.

After a while, he looked up at Nord.

His eyes were filled with unconcealed shock and admiration.

"Hmm, sometimes I even wonder, is Nord's wizarding talent really only second-rate?"

"Judging from your current performance, it's probably not as simple as just studying."

Nord chuckled softly and said calmly:

"Wizard talent doesn't mean everything; I just used the time that others spent playing on research."

"Besides, our academy's dean is only a third-rate wizard."

"But now, he is already close to being a Xiyue Wizard."

In the Wizarding World, in addition to the ranks from first to ninth, there is another title for classifying wizards.

Those in the first to third rings are called Morning Star Wizards, those in the fourth to sixth rings are called Sun Moon Wizards, and those above the seventh ring are called Radiant Sun Wizards.

This is not just a simple title, but represents a qualitative leap.

However, it is said that the Southern Region has not produced a single Sun Moon Wizard for over a thousand years.

Markov laughed when he heard this.

"That's true. If it really is all about talent, then the academy wouldn't need to take in these first and second-class wizard talents as reserves."

"Don't worry, junior Nord."

"I guarantee I'll gather all these materials for you within five days."

Nord nodded.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior Markov."

After a brief discussion about material prices and delivery methods, Nord left the Thorn Crucible.

In the following days, he did not go out again, but stayed in Black Crow Manor to continue to familiarize himself with Wind Shadow Step and Vacuum Rift Ring, while organizing the refining steps of Pandora.

Until the morning of the fifth day.

A communication crystal suddenly lit up.

The message came from Markov.

The materials have been gathered and are temporarily stored in a metalworking shop called Copper Kite Workshop in Back Corner Alley.

However, Markov himself was temporarily recalled by the Thorn family and needed to leave the academy for a few days, so he could not accompany him to pick up the goods in person.

Nord didn't care about this.

The price for the materials had already been agreed upon, and Markov had left a receipt; picking up the goods should have been just a formality.

After half an hour.

Nord arrived at the Copper Kite Workshop.

This is a materials shop from a mechanical floating island.

Nord pushed open the door and entered.

Behind the counter, a middle-aged man with a mustache looked up.

What would the guests like?

Nord took out the identification card left by Markov and handed it to the man.

"I'm here to pick up the materials that Markov ordered."

The shop owner took the receipt, and after clearly seeing the name, his expression changed slightly.

The smile on his face suddenly became somewhat unnatural.

"It was Nord Blank."

"Most of the materials are ready."

Nord sensed the problem in his words.

"most?"

The shop owner gave a dry laugh.

"That's right, all the other materials are fine, but there's been an accident with the Karak Magic Crystal, and we're temporarily out of stock."

Upon hearing this, Nord felt a surge of displeasure.

Markov clearly stated in the summons that all the materials had been agreed upon and that he only needed to come and collect them.

"What accident?"

The shop owner avoided Nord's gaze.

"Recently, the mechanical floating islands have been mass-producing golems, leading to a shortage of Karak crystals."

"There's a severe shortage on the market right now. If you're not in a hurry, you might be able to wait another two months."

Two months?

Nord's eyes turned slightly cold.

There is less than a month left until the college's preliminary exams.

Two months later, the daylilies were all cold.

If other materials are lacking, he might be able to think of ways to find substitutes.

However, if the Karak Crystal, which is the core of the Pandora Miniature Magic Furnace, is missing, the entire artifact will not function.

Nord looked at the shop owner, his tone calm.

"Senior Markov has already paid a deposit, and now you're telling me it's out of stock?"

"Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

A thin layer of sweat appeared on the shop owner's forehead.

"Well... there's nothing we can do about it."

"The mechanical floating island suddenly released information, and all the Karak crystals that were originally sent were summoned. There was nothing we could do about it."

He paused, then continued:

"How about this, I'll give you a 10% discount on this batch of materials."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a young voice suddenly came from the shop door.

"Moor, are the Karak magic crystals I ordered yesterday ready?"

As they were talking, a boy dressed in a dark blue wizard's robe pushed open the door and entered.

The shop owner's expression immediately changed.

The young man, oblivious to the awkward atmosphere, walked straight to the counter.

"Is the Karak Crystal ready? I'm in a hurry."

"Before the mini-exam, I still need to complete a defensive magical artifact."