Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Ron Seraphim

Age: 15/81

[Talents: High-level physical talent, high-level mental talent]

[Attributes: Constitution 1.5, Spirit 1.81]

[Strength: None]

[Skills: Lionheart Knight Breathing Technique, Mad Lion Sword Technique, Basic Meditation (Red Moon Tower Version)...]

[Pollution Level: Physical 18.2%, Mental 1.24/1.81]

[Evaluation: You have embarked on the path of seeking truth, and you will not hesitate to become a monster for it...]

[The following measures are recommended to reduce mental pollution]

Option 1: Learn the fundamentals of wizarding (including basic runic writing, basic potion-making, etc.); Option 2: Learn the Scarlet Eye Meditation Technique...

"My mental strength increased by 0.11, physical pollution increased, but mental pollution decreased. Is this the effect of the complete meditation method?"

Looking at the lines of text that had changed on the panel, Ron couldn't help but think to himself:

If I follow all the suggested methods at the bottom of the panel, will I be able to completely get rid of this damn pollution?

The moment this thought crossed his mind, his previously tired brain immediately became excited.

He only came to his senses when the sunlight shone through the window onto his face.

Only then did he look at the other two items on the table.

"Five magic stones, I wonder how long they'll last at the academy. I'll go out and explore later to see how much they can be bought."

"Now, it's you."

Ron got out of bed, walked to the table, picked up the school handbook, and began to read it carefully.

The opening introduction is written in eighteen ancient Mithril scripts:

Truth is not always right, but what is right is always truth. — Cedric Visperion

The moment he saw this sentence, he was deeply attracted by the philosophy it contained.

[You have seen seriously polluting knowledge; your mental pollution level increases by 0.2]

......

Silence, a deep silence.

Ron stared at the enrollment handbook in his hand, lost in thought.

Then, he took a deep breath and carefully turned to the next page.

"Phew~ I'm alright."

With the previous panel notification gone, he finally felt relieved.

If reading a student handbook could drive him crazy, then Ron felt he shouldn't even think about the future; he might as well just end it all sooner rather than later.

I couldn't help but glance at my attribute panel again, only to see that the "contamination level," which had been stabilizing, had changed again, making the panel's evaluation even more glaring:

[Pollution Level: Physical 18.2%, Mental 1.44/1.81]

[Comment: You finally glimpsed a sliver of the truth about the world, but now you're about to die.]

Ron frowned deeply, somewhat not understanding the meaning of those words.

But at this moment, he had no mind to think about anything else. He focused intently on flipping through the booklet in his hand, with only one thought in his mind:

We need to hurry.

Time flowed by slowly in this quiet atmosphere, accompanied by the rustling sound of pages turning.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that a wave of hunger woke him up.

He slammed the book shut and rubbed his temples.

Ron then looked out the window; the sun was already high in the sky.

"It's time to eat." The thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately got up, walked out of the house, and headed towards the academy cafeteria.

According to the admissions handbook, there are many benefits for first-year students.

One of them is the free meal set meal in the cafeteria.

Knowing he would be short of money for the next year, he made up his mind to eat at the cafeteria every day, as long as the food wasn't inedible.

When Ron arrived at the cafeteria entrance, he saw groups of people coming and going.

Interestingly, the people coming in and out were clearly divided into two groups.

One of them had a calm expression and a steady gait. Judging from his age, he was probably much older than me, likely my senior.

The other person had an extremely unpleasant expression, walked unsteadily, and looked to be about the same age as me.

Seeing this, he had a bad feeling, but since he was already here, he had to try it no matter what. With that thought, he gritted his teeth and went straight in.

Before he could even see where the food was, an unexpected voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Junior?"

Ron was somewhat surprised to hear someone call his name from behind. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure smiling at him.

"Senior Fiona, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to eat! What a coincidence! I didn't wait for you to come looking for me, but we met here first. Don't you think this is fate?"

The girl looked at him with a smile in her eyes, her languid movements carrying a hint of charm, and her words full of seduction.

"Okay, senior, stop teasing me."

"Junior, how do you know if I'm serious or not?"

Upon hearing this, Fiona's smile widened, and she leaned closer, whispering in his ear.

Ron's heart skipped a beat. After all, his current body was still that of a fifteen-year-old boy.

Smelling the girl's unique fragrance, he immediately took a step back to avoid making a fool of himself later.

"Alright, alright, enough joking around. Let's go, I'll give you a chance to have dinner with me."

"Senior, I don't have any money."

Upon hearing her words, Ron's smile vanished instantly, and he stared at the girl expressionlessly, his tone completely flat.

"..."

Fiona looked at him with disbelief, her mouth slightly agape, without saying a word. Her gaze made him feel something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Just as Ron was pondering the deeper meaning in the girl's eyes, Fiona spoke up:

"Junior, haven't you read the student handbook yet?"

"You saw it? What's wrong?"

"Have you read those forty-five principles of truth for wizards?"

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately recalled the forty-five sentences written in the first chapter of the first part of the student handbook:

(a) The principle of equivalent exchange, with the wizard remaining unchanged;

(ii) Freedom is precious, truth is more valuable, but for the sake of life, both can be given up;

......

Thinking about this, he finally understood the meaning in the girl's eyes:

It was a kind of concern and pity for a fool.

Ron felt offended, but he had no proof.

Fiona, seeing that he understood her meaning, burst out laughing.

"Okay, I was just kidding."

"However, junior, you still need to remember those forty-five principles; they will definitely come in handy later."

Ron nodded, indicating that he understood, and then the two of them went upstairs together.

"Junior, you need to know that the food in the college cafeteria is the best supplement for you right now, so no matter how bad it tastes, you have to keep eating it."

"I understand, senior."

"Um."

Seeing his serious expression, Fiona smiled almost imperceptibly, then picked up the item in front of her and handed it to the boy:

"Here you go, White Rock Groundhog wrapped in Snake Belly from the Shadowy Forest."

"???"