Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

In a dark room, a middle-aged man dressed in a black wizard's robe was busy at an experimental table.

Behind him stood a slender young figure, also dressed in a black robe. The difference was that the middle-aged man's wizard robe was entirely black, while the young man's robe was embroidered with red clouds.

After a while, the middle-aged man seemed to have finished his work and finally had time to look at the young man who had been standing still, and casually asked:

"They've released him?"

"I just had Lucia take care of it; she should be back by now."

She gave a soft "hmm," indicating she was fairly satisfied with his actions.

"Sir, I don't understand why we let that boy go. Since he saw those things, shouldn't we have shut him up?"

Upon hearing the question, the middle-aged man did not answer immediately. He slowly sat down on the stool next to him, first making himself a cup of tea, and then looking out the window at the sky:

"So what if he saw it? Will it affect my experiment?"

"But......"

"I know you're afraid the academy will find out about this, but you've forgotten that this world is still about 'interests.' As long as I can advance to a second-circle wizard, what do those things matter?"

Upon hearing this, the young man fell silent, lowered his head, and seemed lost in thought.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled faintly and pointed out his thoughts: "Vellens, are you afraid that kid will affect my promotion, and that the academy will hold you accountable if I fail?"

"Your subordinate dares not."

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Hehe, I didn't blame you, why are you so scared?"

"Since you want to kill that kid, then go ahead and do it. I'm only giving those old guys face this time. He's a newborn, and once he's gone, he's nothing."

"By the way, we're running low on test subjects. Go and bring over those people we captured from the Corrosive Swamp a few days ago. They're excellent test materials. Speaking of which, we have to thank that kid. Otherwise, it would have been really difficult to get so many free materials."

"Yes."

......

Freshman dormitory area.

Ron sat at his desk, his mind racing through all the events of the past few days.

From the moment he accepted the mission, through encountering the monster, defeating it and returning to the academy, to the trouble he caused by selling information, to the people from the patrol office coming to him, and finally getting out of there through the "power of friendship".

One thing after another kept flashing through his mind, and he felt as if he had been involved in some terrible event.

But apart from a few unusual things, no other connection could be found.

"That monster was definitely not normal, and there's also the false information from the academy, and those people who disappeared in the Corrosive Swamp..."

He muttered to himself as he wrote these things down on paper, trying to find clues from them.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

"It was just a simple task, how could something like this happen?"

Ron couldn't understand it, so he simply stopped thinking about it, put down his pen, and felt inexplicably anxious.

He had a premonition that the reason he couldn't find it would come to him one day, and that day would most likely not be anything good.

"No, I'm still too weak. If I had the strength of a formal wizard, none of this would have happened. I need to find a way to speed up my cultivation."

It seems that his mindset has changed since he entered the academy. He is no longer as anxious as he was when he first transmigrated, and every day he feels like he is being forced to move forward.

The peaceful academy life these past few days had almost made him forget what the world was really like:

Madness, chaos, and the supremacy of strength.

Upon realizing this, a sense of urgency surged within him again. He glanced at the paper in front of him, which was already covered with writing, tore it off, crumpled it into a ball, picked up his pen, and began writing and drawing on the paper once more.

Time passed by unnoticed, and it was evening. When the moonlight fell on the paper outside the window, he was surprised to find that a whole day had already passed.

After quickly cleaning himself up, he went to bed to prepare for meditation. Just before closing his eyes, his mind was still filled with the cultivation plan he had just made.

"I'll start preparing tomorrow." Having made up my mind, I began the last task of the night.

the next day.

When Ron walked back into the classroom, everyone's eyes were drawn to him, their eyes wide with disbelief and their mouths agape.

Ignoring their expressions, he simply smiled and waved in one direction:

"Good morning, Adele. Thank you so much for yesterday. I don't think I would still be here today without you."

"Oh, so you really can't come back?"

So people only know how to cherish something when they lose it. The girl's enthusiasm for him has faded, and he feels strangely unaccustomed to it.

After a moment of silence, I didn't know what to say.

Seeing his expression, Adele couldn't help but burst out laughing, then patted his shoulder and said, "Alright, alright, I was just kidding."

Whether it's true or not, only she knows.

Ron smiled and took out five magic stones from his pocket, handing them to the other person:

"I know, but I'm really grateful that you went to so much trouble to help me. This is all I can do right now, and I hope you'll accept it."

"Do you have enough for yourself?"

Seeing the boy nod, she took the five magic stones from his hand: "Then I won't be polite. If you need more, you can borrow more from me, with interest."

Seeing that the other party readily accepted his gifts, Ron breathed a slight sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Okay."

The conversation ended there, and everyone returned to their seats.

A short while later, Robert walked into the classroom as the school bell rang.

His gaze swept around the room before finally settling on Ron: "I want to see you in the top fifty during the second round of assessments."

His tone remained indifferent, but Ron already understood what his mentor meant.

This is an "equivalent exchange".

Going to the inspection department to bail someone out is the price that middle-aged people pay, while achieving good results in the re-examination is the reward they should repay, or rather, the reward is the school's award that the other party receives after they achieve a good ranking.

It might sound a little uncomfortable, but Ron liked this approach because it was direct, fair, and didn't make him feel guilty.

After class, he said goodbye to Adele and went to the South District to meet Fiona.

Upon meeting, the other person said something that caught him off guard: "Junior, you're really good at hiding your true abilities. Even I was fooled by you."

Standing at the doorway, he watched the girl leaning against the doorframe, teasing him with playful words.

Ron gave a wry smile:

"Senior, you're joking with me again. Please let me in."

"Tch, who's joking with you? Tell me, what's your relationship with that girl from yesterday?"

Fiona took a few steps closer and said to him leisurely, "Don't lie, I can sense it."

"We're just normal classmates, it's not as complicated as you think."

The girl stared at him, seemingly trying to read something from his eyes, but unfortunately, he was an innocent person and certainly had no guilty conscience.

"Haha, junior, why are you taking this so seriously? I was just joking with you."

"..."

"So, what brings you here?"

"I just wanted to thank my senior, this is..."

"Okay, I'll take the things. I have something to do, so you can go back now. We can talk again another day."

"..." He looked at his empty palms, then at the closed door, shook his head. Since he had already done what he needed to do, he decided not to linger and left.

"And you said it was a joke."

Women...