Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

After leaving the office, Ron returned to his long-lost cabin.

Looking at the dusty table and bed, and the musty smell in the air, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's still so comfortable here.

After all, no matter how good things are outside, nothing beats the freedom of having your own territory.

Ron channeled his magic power, igniting rings of flame around himself, and began cleaning his room.

It was called cleaning, but it was actually just using fire to "disinfect" the entire house at high temperatures.

As a mid-level wizard apprentice, and after undergoing such extensive training in Nurs City, his control over his flames, while not exactly exquisite, is now sufficient to clean a house without destroying anything.

Soon, the dust that had filled the entire room and the musty smell of decay disappeared.

Lying in bed, all I could smell was the warmth of the sun.

Ron rested his head on his arms, closed his eyes, and enjoyed this rare moment of leisure.

Perhaps because my mind had been under a lot of tension for so long, after a while, even and soft breathing could be heard in the room.

The red moonlight shone through the open window onto Ron's face, making him look both eerie and beautiful.

In his dream, he seemed to hear whispers from a very distant place, vague yet vivid.

The next day, when the sun rose as usual.

The boy, who was curled up sleeping on the bed, slowly opened his pale green eyes.

Ron yawned lazily, sat up in bed, and immediately felt much lighter.

"Phew~"

How long has it been since I've had such a comfortable sleep?

He couldn't help but think about this question: it seemed like he hadn't experienced this since he came into this world.

With a wry smile, Ron glanced at the thin mist outside the window and remembered that he had to go to class today. He immediately put aside these messy thoughts, got out of bed, dressed, washed up, and headed towards the cafeteria.

After seeing the hurried pedestrians along the way and having eaten the rat meat feast he had been "longing for," the slight laziness that had just arisen in his heart immediately disappeared.

Standing at the familiar classroom door, Ron steadied himself and walked steadily inside.

As soon as he entered, a soft, white mass hugged him, and a fragrant breeze wafted into his nostrils, extinguishing the faint flames behind him.

"Ron, you're back?"

He gave her a light hug, and Adele immediately blushed and took two steps back, looking at him with undisguised joy in her voice.

As Ron experienced it, he chuckled and joked:

"Yes, you're back. Want to hug me a little longer?"

Upon hearing this, the girl blushed even more deeply and said angrily, "You've become naughty, Ron."

Ron smiled and moved on from the topic. A joke taken too far is no longer a joke. Although he could see through the girl's feelings, these things couldn't be rushed. They should take it slow.

"Nothing you want to tell me? How's your cultivation going lately...?"

"Of course there is. Cultivation, it's the same as always..."

The blush on Adele's face gradually faded. As she answered his questions, she talked about interesting things that had happened at the academy recently. The faint distance between them that had been there for so long slowly disappeared in the process.

Other people gradually entered the classroom, but they were all busy with their own things, and except for a very few, no one else noticed what was happening here.

They didn't stop talking and return to their seats until the bell rang for class.

The girl had a look of lingering enjoyment on her face, her little face puffed out, as if she still had a lot to say to him.

Seeing this, Ron smiled helplessly and then said, "Miss Adele, would it be possible for me to treat you to a meal after class?"

Adele's lips curled into a smile upon hearing this:

"It depends on your sincerity."

After speaking, she tossed her white braids and turned to walk towards her seat, leaving behind only a light and cheerful figure and a lingering fragrance.

Even she herself didn't realize, or rather, she realized but didn't care, that her words just now were full of arrogance.

Ron looked at the little white-haired boy sitting in his seat, shaking his head, smiled, and returned to his long-unused seat to wait.

Soon, the middle-aged man appeared on the podium.

It was Robert, whom I hadn't seen in a long time.

He stood expressionless on the podium, looked around the classroom, and immediately spotted that familiar figure in the crowd.

Upon sensing the subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from Ron, a faint smile unexpectedly appeared on the middle-aged man's face, which had been as cold as ice for millennia.

"You're back?"

The people in the classroom seemed to be seeing him like this for the first time, and their faces showed expressions of disbelief. After hearing his words, they felt as if they hadn't woken up properly, and a sense of unreality arose spontaneously.

"Yes, I'm back."

Ron didn't notice the expressions of the people around him, but he was surprised that Robert could actually smile, so he smiled back.

Upon hearing his voice, everyone in the classroom except Adele turned their attention to him.

Upon seeing Ron, they were all slightly stunned for a second before remembering who he was.

Whispers quickly filled the classroom: "Is that Ron?"

"It's him. I remember he disappeared not long after he entered the academy. How come he suddenly reappeared today?"

"Yeah, Charlie even said he was dead."

"Hey, what's he doing back here? Is it for the second round of interviews?"

"Very likely. After all, wasn't this guy the second in our class to break through to the beginner wizard apprentice level? Maybe he'll be a dark horse in this re-examination."

Upon hearing this, the crowd, who had been discussing the matter, fell silent for a moment, before the silence was broken by a voice:

"So what? He's been gone for so long, he's missed so many courses, it's hard to say what his current skill level is."

"Indeed, a quick breakthrough doesn't necessarily mean strength. Look at Nika from Class 16, I remember he was one of the last in his class to break through, but now he's just as good as Adele."

"That's right, knowledge is a wizard's most important weapon. I wonder what Ron has been up to, wasting so much time. What a pity."

"Hehehe, you guys haven't forgotten his feud with Charlie, have you? If they run into each other during this re-examination, tsk tsk tsk, that'll be interesting."

......

As a mid-level wizard apprentice, and with the modifications of the Morlock Firefeather Bird bloodline, Ron's senses were now far more acute than these people could imagine.

Therefore, he could hear their conversation perfectly clearly.

However, hearing something clearly doesn't mean you can understand it, just like the Charlie they're talking about.

Ron couldn't understand how the sleazy guy he met at the office yesterday could be compared to him.

"Quiet!"

Finally, Robert interrupted the discussion.

The smile vanished from his face, replaced by his previous indifferent expression, and he uttered two words:

"Attend class."