Chapter 162: Set off to [Hayesti Mountain]!
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A week flies by.
During these seven days, Ron had a full schedule: studying potion notes in the refining room during the day, practicing spells with Serin in the afternoon, and meditating instead of sleeping at night.
Such intense learning allowed him to master the magic power generation of a senior apprentice in a short period of time and re-establish the habit of casting spells.
The level of magic power, which had always been lower than the peak of mental power, finally fluctuated greatly, soaring all the way to an astonishing "87.9".
...
Tulip Workshop Refining Room.
Ron stood in the corner, next to two miniature space balls that opened the storage channel——
Because I had to carry a lot of things and the storage space was a bit tight, I bought another one.
It is worth mentioning that this alchemical creation combined with mechanical technology has indeed become a new mainstream product and has become very popular in the apprentice circle.
It is said that Frank, the alchemist who made the prop, received a terrifying seven-digit agency fee alone, and it is still accumulating and rising steadily.
And this space ball was bought by Ron from Professor Forsyth's familiar, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to grab it.
"One is used to store debris, and the other is used to store living objects or experimental items..."
Classify all the things accumulated in the first miniature space ball and place them in various corners according to different types. This will make it much easier for Ron to take them.
On the side, Sherlock, who had changed into a brown butler's suit, was also helping to move things.
Looking at Leander who looked disheveled in the experiment area, he raised his head and asked:
"Boss, how should we deal with this person?"
"Don't worry about it, the Rhine Party will come to collect it later, and it's finally sold. "
After thisAfter more than a month of fighting, countless corpses fell throughout the Black Mist Valley. The two wizarding schools, which had invested a lot of manpower and resources, also reduced their investment in the arc war in the acquiescence of both parties. After sending representatives to negotiate, it was determined that small-scale battles would be maintained in the future to avoid being turned into empty shells.
There was a clause in the negotiation regarding prisoners of war, and Hessenburg applied for an exchange of senior apprentice Leander in exchange for resources.
Ron agreed.
Because the Shadow Cult bids very high.
In his opinion, the opponent's move was mainly to slap Reginald in the face.
After all, the news of the split between the four major factions of Hessenburg has long been a secret. Now it is all three wizards who burn the treasury to support this war.
The Shadow Cult is waiting for an opportunity to kill with a single blow to expel the Ice Snake Tribe occupying the [Deep Dark Cave] and [Nightmare Swamp]. As for those mercenaries who want money rather than their lives? Of course, none of them will be left behind.
This is the rule between schools of thought.
Wild dogs of war have no human rights.
"By the way, is there any news about Anusha?"
Ron asked as the invisible arms lifted up baskets of life liquid and put them into the space balls.
Sherlock held a communication badge and shook his head: "No, she is probably still being tortured. Boss, I don't understand why you let her go. The Shadow Religion will not accept a suspected senior apprentice."
"It's just a senior apprentice. If Anusha can show her value again, there is still a chance of survival. It doesn't matter if she dies."
Ron didn't really care.
A quarter of an hour later, everything that needed to be brought was put on. The two nearly full space balls returned to the wrists and turned into ordinary metal balls.
Look at the time, half past nine.
It's almost time for Nova's announcement.
Ron walked out of the refining room. In the hall, Lal, Oona, and Liliana, who was in a much more stable mood, were waiting for his instructions.
Looking at the crowd, he said loudly:
"This is a deed simulation. I may not come back for half a year. During this period, Liliana will manage your daily work arrangements. Remember to study the five potion formulas I gave you carefully. I will check them when you come back. If you are not qualified, you will be responsible for peeling the spiked cones for a year."
"Hiss——"
The expressions of Lal and Oona changed.
Isn't this punishment too terrible?
Liliana, who was awarded the important task, looked at the interesting atmosphere with a smile on her lips:
"Am I going to be tested too?"
"You can do it if you want," Ron glanced at her, "Awakening Potion, Love Essence, Moonlight Elixir, you must master one when I come back. The punishment is... forget it, I haven't thought about it yet. I'll wait until you lose."
"Okay, that's it."
Ron Mosuo touched the jade buttons on his collar that were slightly hot, and finally told them a few words not to get involved in arc wars and factional struggles.
Then return to the refining room and activate many magic matrices for vigilance.
——Crack!
A flicker of blue flame flickered.
A path appears in the network node.
With a deep expression, Krulru lowered his eyelids and said: "The potion user Nova invites you to enter the [Hayesti Mountain] projection copy. This time, the fee is free. Do you accept the invitation?"
This is only reasonable. There is no way to charge for working for the public... Ron loosened his clenched pockets and first clicked on the flashing communication interface.
It's news from Professor Forsyth.
Unexpectedly, I finally got his reply on the last day. The content was two paragraphs of voice:
"Hayesti Mountain... a name I haven't heard for a long time. It seems that you had a lot of adventures during my absence. Being noticed by the Envoy of the Magic Network is also a medal for outstanding people."
"About that mountain, because I signed a level three confidentiality agreement about the memory at that time, I will not leak it to you, but a little tip, if you are good at playing cards, you will have an advantage."
...
Playing cards?
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Why is there an advantage in playing cards?
Ron's mind was filled with questions.
In the wizarding world, there is a saying of "playing cards", and the way of playing is similar to bridge.
There are also tarot cards and destiny cardsCards that can carry extraordinary power, as important props in divination, have always been strong contenders for crystal ball predictions.
According to legend, the inventor of these card games was Felicity Godwin, the former governor of the Southern Continent, a legendary wizard who was well-known in the local area and had many legends.
Ron even went out of his way to investigate the specific situation, because this person looked too much like a fellow time traveler - the result was negative.
Felicity Godwin clearly mentioned in her autobiography that these games were invented by a close friend of hers who did not want to be named, and she was just her friend's agent.
But modern wizards generally believe that this is a humble statement by the [Creator of Childlike Fun].
"I really don't know Tarot cards..."
Ron sighed, and after a few simple replies, he accepted Nova's invitation.
In an instant, a black hole hiding chaos appeared on the blue network.
It quietly opened up its infinite suction, sucking Ron's consciousness together with his body outside into the unknown realm.
When he regained consciousness again, what he saw was a warm tent, with a dimly lit campfire burning slowly, lighting up the long table on the side and the action map covered with handwriting, but the main light source still came from an illusory snow-capped mountain above his head.
Holy and spotless.
This was Ron's first thought.
There is no doubt that this snow-capped mountain that seems illusory but exists in the gap between reality and history is exactly where the destination is - Mount Hayesti!
"Yo, the last one."
A lazy voice sounded.
Ron looked back and saw a white-haired woman wearing a dark red uniform and a black eyepatch on her right eye, leaning on the seat with her arms folded, greeting her with a forced smile.
The dark rose badge on her chest shone brightly under the firelight, and she took the initiative to speak:
"Renee Red Davenport."
"My identity is a secret, my age is a secret, and my weight is also a secret. My strength can be said to be at the advanced apprentice level. As for my areas of expertise, let's wait until everyone is here before introducing me."
Some kind of weird person...
Ron made a decision.
Looking at Renee's soft, slightly childish facial features, he suddenly asked:
"Are you from the Western Continent?"
"That's right, but I grew up in the Northern Continent, so my common language doesn't have the accent of the Western Continent." Renee admitted readily.
Could it be that the rumors are true, that the aborigines of the Western Continent all have black hair and Asian looks?
Ron wasn't sure.
Because among the four continents, only the Western Continent has strict entry and exit checks. It is difficult for ordinary people to go out, and it is also difficult for non-official identities to come in.
He also found the physical features of the aborigines of the Western Continent from the descriptions in some ancient books.
"Ron Glenn."
Putting aside his doubts, Ron extended his blank hand in a friendly manner: "Advanced Potion Apprentice."
"Potion Master? It turns out you are the actor of the Potion Snake," Renee poured out her spiritual power perfunctorily and held her invisible palm, "What about your strength? You can't be so indifferent~"
"Senior Apprentice."
"Wow, such a young senior apprentice and senior potion apprentice?"
Renee's tired eyes widened.
She looked up and down at Ron, who was about 1.75 meters tall, trying to find the disguise of his age.
At this time, the ground suddenly trembled.
A tall figure sat down next to the campfire, and the terrible weight made the whole tent tremble slightly. Ron's hands as big as two heads scratched his blond hair, and he looked around blankly with a pair of golden eyes, with a chicken leg in his mouth.
"Hey, are you coming in now?"
After chewing the bones together, the young man slowly stood up. With a height of nearly three meters, he had to hold his waist carefully to avoid hitting the tent.
Taking in this series of actions, Renee curiously guessed: "A sub-giant?"
"How do you know?"
The blond young man, who looked pretty good but showed a hint of naivety, raised a smile:
"My name is Desmond Munroe, a sub-giant from Frost Canyon. I was invited this time to play the role of my grandfather Alexander, and to re-walk Mount Hayesti, which he will never forget. I hope we can get along with each other in a friendly manner. By the way, I brought a lot of dried meat. Do you want to eat it?"
After saying that, he dug out several black meat strips from the fur canvas bag that was supposed to be a storage item. On the charred surface, you could vaguely distinguish the ferocious facial features and broken wings.
Is this elf jerky? Uh... Ron glanced at it and immediately looked away, silently answering Desmond's kindness.
However, Renee, who had always been sleepy, became energetic at this moment. She wanted to eat a piece of "Elf Brand" meat stick and gnawed it, and she was very satisfied.
The eating habits of the Northern Continent are really worrying. No, why is there another strange participant? Didn't we agree that the elite will gather together? Why do you feel that there are no normal people?
Just as Ron was thinking about where all the normal people had gone, the last participant also entered the waiting area.
"Hello~"
Sitting on the flying wand, Scarlett landed gracefully and showed her best side to her teammates for the next six months.
Then...
The smile froze.
Because she saw someone who shouldn't be here, waving to her enthusiastically, holding a piece of dried meat in his hand.
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