Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Chapter 181 Time Flies

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Since meeting Mr. Snow and having an affair with Ms. Moon over the next two days, Ron's life seemed to have returned to normal.

Dormitory, canteen, laboratory.

His daily routine of going back and forth between three points made him feel exceptionally fulfilled.

It seems that since coming to this world, apart from the time when I was on a mission in Nurs City, I have never had such a fulfilling month as I have.

However, the psychological pressure I felt while on a mission in Nurs City back then was much higher than it is now.

After all, he was penniless at the time, lacking both strength and magic stones, and without any background. Yet he had gotten into such a big trouble. A slight misstep could have led to his death. It was no wonder he was worried and nervous.

But ever since the assessment, he has had a cheap teacher. Although the other party occasionally uses his body to do some small experiments, Kron feels that at least he now has a sanctuary.

Even if this shelter isn't very secure, it will at least make the person behind it all more wary.

He believed that given time, he would eventually make the mastermind pay the price.

This wasn't due to blind confidence, but rather because the exploration panel gave him ample confidence. After all, having a cheat code that could see into everything was a tremendous help to a wizard.

Ron's strength also improved by leaps and bounds during this month of settling down.

After all, after that test, he was sent into the dream world by Mr. Latour, and then he experienced wonderful times with Lady Moon, Seridwin.

These experiences undoubtedly injected tremendous motivation into his wizarding career.

Ron Seraphim

Age: 16/81

[Talents: High-level physical talent, high-level mental talent, Heart of the Firebird of Morocco, high-level affinity for fire elemental particles, fire elementalized body...]

[Attributes: Constitution 8.51 (9.65 after bloodline activation), Spirit 7.82]

[Strength: Intermediate Wizard Apprentice]

[Skills: Basic Meditation, Eye of Truth, Wizard's Hand, Lesser Low-Energy Fireball, Fire Feather, Pyroblast, Lesser Fire Elemental Protection, High-Energy Fire Elemental Particle Impact...]

[Pollution Level: Physical 36.1%, Mental 4.36/7.82]

[Comment: What a lucky kid! Even walking a path cursed by your bloodline, you haven't lost your true nature.]

[Bloodline: Moroccan Firebird (Activation 50.1%)]

[The following measures are recommended to reduce mental pollution]

[Option 1: Increase the activation level of the Moroccan Firebird bloodline within the body; Option 2: Learn the Scarlet Eye Meditation Technique; Option 3...]

"My physical and mental attributes have each increased by about one point. In particular, my mental attribute is only 2 points away from advancing to the advanced wizard apprentice level. With the addition of nearly 10 points in my weight attribute, even those veteran apprentices who have been around for years will probably not be my match. — It's just that the bloodline activation level is a problem."

Ron looked at the information on his panel, his mind racing as he reflected on what he had gained over the past month.

He wasn't surprised by these improvements, after all, compared to these improvements, his fantastical experiences were unparalleled among all wizarding apprentices.

So compared to these things, he is still very open-minded.

The only thing that puzzled him was the bloodline activation level in the bloodline section of the panel. Since the assessment, it had remained at 50.1% without any change.

No matter what methods I tried, I couldn't make any progress.

Ron had considered asking his cheap teacher for advice, since the other was also a top practitioner on the path of bloodline wizards and would surely be able to answer his question.

However, every time he went to see the other person, the other person seemed to have anticipated that he would ask such a question, and would directly change the subject and not answer.

And every time the other party contacts him, they never let him speak, but only assign him various tasks to complete, saying that he will naturally understand in time.

Ron didn't really understand.

He didn't understand why that old guy always liked to make things so complicated, without ever explaining anything to him, and always doing those meaningless things.

However, since the other party was his teacher, he felt it was inconvenient to ask.

After all, sometimes you really can't see what the other person's purpose is when they do something. But if you ask Ron if a third-ring wizard would do something meaningless for no reason, he certainly wouldn't believe it.

In Ron's view, every qualified wizard has an essential purpose behind their actions; actions without purpose are simply not something a wizard can do.

Even people as simple as themselves, or Fiona and Adele, still have their own purposes for doing things.

The thought of his senior and Adele gave him another headache.

It wasn't because of his relationship with the moon goddess Seridwin that he was troubled. He wasn't stupid; he certainly wouldn't bring up such a thing directly with the two ladies. At least, before he could gauge their attitude, Ron definitely wouldn't tell them anything.

The reason he had a headache was simply because of the various behaviors of these two people during this period.

They might be a little too enthusiastic about themselves.

Although at first he felt this was progress in his relationship with them and enjoyed it, as time went on, he couldn't stand that strange enthusiasm.

Ron never expected that he would "bump into" the two girls every day when he went to the cafeteria for a meal. Of course, he knew that this was definitely not a coincidence, and that the senior and Adele must have been waiting for him.

If it were just one of them, Ron wouldn't care. After all, any normal man wouldn't mind having dinner with a beautiful woman.

However, when one woman becomes two, the original enjoyment turns into the beginning of suffering.

In particular, he felt that he had made mistakes in some things and didn't dare to discuss these things in detail with Fiona and Adele.

But since they'd already run into each other, it really wouldn't be right for him to refuse them. He didn't really have any good reasons, so every time they ate, he could only swallow the food in that strange atmosphere and then leave the table under the pretext of going back to do experiments.

Each time, he was met with strange looks from the two women and had to flee in panic.

This gave Ron a bit more of a "give up" mentality: sometimes he thought he might as well just admit it, because if he continued like this, he would be exposed sooner or later.

However, whenever he thought about the consequences, he had to dismiss the idea from his mind.