Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

A wizard will never forget the moment he first glimpsed a vision of the extraordinary during a test of mental strength.

When the crystal ball reflected the magnificent scene of stars annihilating and elements being crowned, he seemed to have grasped the power to rule over all things.

He believed that from that moment on, he was destined to possess the great power presented in the illusion.

Claire's first mental strength test was when he was fifteen years old.

He has just graduated with honors from the General Education College.

At the city lord's celebratory banquet, he and the other top students, guided by a white-robed wizard, placed their hands on a crystal ball.

The results of the initial mental strength test will determine the wizard's talent rating.

Wizarding talents are divided into nine levels, with lower numbers indicating higher evaluation.

Claire, whose talent was determined to be at the seventh level, was at an average level, neither high nor low.

Through his own efforts, he illuminated the Sea of ​​Spirit before turning eighteen and advanced to the novice wizard apprentice level.

However, the harsh reality has only just begun.

His unremarkable talent and background prevented him from making any further progress on the path of wizardry, no matter how hard he tried.

With only three months left in the two-year assessment period, the assessment is now in effect.

"Mental strength rating: below standard. No obvious elemental reaction."

A cold voice came from above, interrupting Claire's reverie.

To be precise, it was a memory he had just "inherited".

He looked up at Anderson, the advanced apprentice on the platform.

The other person was wearing a deep purple velvet robe with a flame emblem representing the "Crimson Lotus Tower" embroidered on the chest, and was looking down at him from above.

"This is the eighth test, Claire. There are only three months left until your fellow apprentices' assessment deadline." Anderson closed his notebook. "Give up trying. You're not that in debt yet. After three to five years at the border, you should be able to go back to the city."

He looked at the kneeling youth with a blank expression.

He had seen many people like this, who worked incredibly hard but always fell just short.

In the military camps, those whose talents are neither particularly outstanding nor lacking are in the most difficult situation.

They might be just one bottle of psychiatric medication away from meeting the assessment criteria.

But many others, after consuming bottle after bottle, accumulate heavy debts, yet still gain nothing.

"I will break through, Lord Anderson," Claire said.

"Three months?" Anderson sneered, flicking his sleeves as he walked away. "Good luck, if your pathetic talent manages to produce a miracle."

Seeing that the young man was quite hardworking and that he was from the same hometown, he kindly offered his advice.

Such stubbornness will eventually be brought to his senses by reality.

Claire slowly got up after Anderson had walked away.

Back in his dorm room, he slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Is it here...?"

He rummaged under the bed and found a small cloth bag.

Inside were all the original owner's savings: sixteen gray magic stones and a piece of parchment.

Claire carefully picked up the parchment and smoothed out the wrinkles.

[Temporary Exploration Certificate for the Blue Ocean Boundary]

[Time Limit: Within two months of the first trip]

[Issued by: UNDP]

The back of the parchment was covered with relevant precautions and explanations of rights. Claire read it carefully, then took a deep breath.

This was the original owner's last stand.

Instead of taking out a loan to buy the psychic potion, he pinned his hopes on exploring another world.

For novice apprentices who can do almost nothing, it's hard to gain anything that benefits their mental strength. Choosing this path is more like a slightly more dignified form of giving up.

But for Claire, who traveled through time, it wasn't like that.

He closed his eyes.

Upon seeing this temporary certificate, he felt a stirring in his long-calm mind.

At this moment, a pale golden scroll unfolds on the black and white sea surface.

[Anchor Point: Wuhua Island]

[Available Blueprint Detected: Lower Sea Creatures (Blue Ocean Realm)]

[Description: The dominant species in this world, evolved from marine life, and naturally possesses an affinity for water elements. At their current level, they can briefly survive on land.]

Success rate: 87%

Manufacturing materials:

Deep-sea coral heart (0/1)

Fish Spirit Spine (0/3)

Primal Tidal Essence (0/1)

"As expected, the words I saw during the mental strength test weren't an illusion!"

Claire opened her eyes, her heart filled with joy.

With this trump card, the fear and confusion at the beginning of the journey have completely dissipated.

According to the text description he saw in the mental power test illusion, he could place a clone in the world outside the anchor point.

According to his needs, the panel will thoughtfully help generate the design blueprints for the clone, allowing him to collect materials and complete its production.

It's important to note that for this clone to start working, Claire must leave the world where it was deployed.

Moreover, during this period, he was unable to maintain any contact with this clone.

After retrieving the clone, Claire can directly obtain all of the clone's extraordinary qualities, such as mental power.

After a little thought, Claire figured out how to use it:

He needs to find a safe and secluded place to place his clone, then return to the anchor point, disconnect, and wait for it to complete.

This coincides with the original owner's plan to explore other worlds.

"Find out the situation in this Blue Ocean Realm as soon as possible, and try to create a suitable clone so that it can learn meditation and become a beginner apprentice." Claire stroked her chin, having come up with a plan.

The mental strength required to advance from novice to intermediate apprentice doubles.

The closer the Sea of ​​Spirit is to a qualitative change, the lower the efficiency of converting magic into spiritual power, which varies depending on individual talent.

The same amount of magic is enough to advance an ordinary person to the level of a junior apprentice and touch the extraordinary.

For Claire, who was just one step away from becoming an intermediate apprentice, it was probably only enough to crawl a tiny distance towards the threshold.

The spiritual power that directly absorbs the clone will not suffer the loss of magic power conversion.

He has a good chance in three months!

Suppressing her excitement, Claire packed her bags and left the dormitory.

Along the way, he saw all sorts of fellow apprentices.

Many people looked worried and hurried along.

A small number of people lay fast asleep outside the tavern, having given up hope.

After spending these three months in a drunken stupor, they will be sent to the island's border to perform hard labor, repaying the resources the Wizard Tower provided for their training during their service.

Wizards don't care about anything about ordinary humans, but with their abysmal birth rate, they can only rely on the latter to produce blood.

Therefore, all humans with wizarding talent must "serve" in the Wizard Tower.

Many people come here with dreams of becoming wizards, only to be crushed by the cold reality.

Similarly, some people hate their own talents, which shattered their originally peaceful and beautiful lives, forced them to serve in the military, and wasted their most precious years of youth.

This seemingly unreasonable system, compared to the wizarding style that Claire, as a time traveler, had imagined, was actually far more benevolent.

Dark wizards who capture humans for experimentation are strictly prohibited. Apprentices who fail on the path to becoming wizards will not become slaves; after paying off their debts, they can return to normal lives.

However, some people who appear to be still alive have actually been killed.

Claire looked away and stopped a carriage.

"To Starport."