[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit":3,"chapter-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-368":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard: My Occupation Panel Has No Limits",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2221259,4031,"Chapter 368: The Foundation of Being Human","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-368",368,"\u003Cp>Late at night, most of the facilities at the Abyss Observation Station had entered a state of low activity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those living buildings slowly retracted their tentacles, emitting slight breathing sounds like infants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, a few eyeball-shaped monitoring organs would probe out from the walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lazily scanning the corridor, confirming everything was safe, they would shrink back into the depths of the stone wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En sat alone in the center of the laboratory, the magic crystal lamp on the desk exuding a soft blue light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him, two memory crystals of different shapes lay quietly on a silk cushion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them (pale green leaf-shaped) had already been parsed by him, obtaining precious information about the ecology of the Twisted Jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How those flesh-and-blood trees devoured vitality, how those deformed flowers spread mental toxins...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These pieces of knowledge had all been calmly recorded by him and filed into his own research archives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was the turn of the second one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This memory crystal presented a light blue water-drop shape, with a faint light like seawater flowing on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Luo En held it up to the magic crystal lamp, the light inside began to rotate slowly, forming a complex vortex pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those light spots were like fireflies trapped in amber, carrying an indescribable sadness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Another tragic story, I suppose...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered to himself in his heart, his tone as flat as if discussing today’s weather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long-term practice of \"The Whisper of the Star-Devourer\" made him increasingly numb to this kind of emotional fluctuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those things that once could touch his heart were now firmly frozen by the ice layer of rationality and logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En carefully probed his mental power into the depths of the crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boundaries of reality began to blur, and his consciousness was pulled by a gentle force, sinking into the memory world of a strange woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am Ellie, twenty-four years old this year...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of the memory owner sounded deep in his consciousness, carrying a unique warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That warmth was like the sunshine on a spring afternoon, pure and completely unguarded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En could feel every emotional fluctuation of hers, experiencing her ordinary yet fulfilling life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This inn is the legacy left by Father to me and my younger brother Tom...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scenes in the memory were so real and delicate:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small inn was located on the edge of Ash Town, a two-story wooden building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the exterior was simple, every detail showed the care of the owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hand-made ceramic flower pots were placed on the windowsill, with a few small unknown flowers planted inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the influence of Abyss radiation, the flowers presented strange but beautiful purple colors, like the brightest stars in the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie always wore the floral apron left by her mother, busy in the inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would put hand-sewn cushions in every room, put a bunch of wild flowers at the bedside of guests, and remember what kind of tea every explorer liked to drink...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They need more than just sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gently stroked the clean sheets, her eyes full of tenderness: \"They need a kind of... feeling of home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En felt this simple kindness, but there was no ripple in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of emotion was too far away for him, like watching someone else’s life through thick glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even began to calculate how much extra cost this \"gratuitous kindness\" would bring to the inn’s operation...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every dusk, I would stand in front of the door, watching those brave explorers walk from afar...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the sun set, Ellie always stood in the small garden in front of the inn door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her figure appeared so small under the blood-red sky, yet so firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those explorers who were about to step into the Abyss walked from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some looked serious, some pretended to be relaxed, but everyone’s eyes were mixed with fear and determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like when Tom left...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene changed, and the figure of a young male appeared in the memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Ellie’s younger brother Tom, a boy who had just turned eighteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a bright smile and a stubborn chin, carrying pitifully simple equipment, but his eyes burned with the desire for adventure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister, I will definitely come back safely!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom hugged Ellie, his voice carrying the impulsiveness unique to young people:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I earn enough money, we will move to the Central Land and open a bigger inn! By then, you won't have to work so hard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie smiled and sent her brother off, but Luo En could feel the unease deep in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a kind of vague premonition, as if her heart was being gently clenched by an invisible hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impulsive, stupid, unrealistic...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En evaluated Tom’s choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of reckless behavior, in his view, had no rationality at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Tom’s strength and equipment, entering the Abyss to explore was no different from suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his emotions were as still as dead water, as if this were just a data case unrelated to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed quickly in the memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day, one week, one month...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie stood in front of the inn door every day, looking toward the direction of the Abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes changed from anticipation to worry, from worry to despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The originally bright smile slowly became forced, and the vitality in her voice disappeared bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other explorers returned one after another, some with scars, some mentally dazed, some missing arms or legs, but none were the person she was waiting for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tom? Do you know Tom? Brown hair, a boy who loves to laugh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie grabbed every returning explorer to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers unconsciously twisted the corner of her apron; that was her habit when nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what she got was always shaking heads and sympathetic eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three months... Tom had no news for three months...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie in the memory became haggard, her eyes losing the light of the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began to suffer from insomnia, often standing by the window in the middle of the night until dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guests in the inn could hear her soft sobbing, but no one knew how to comfort a sister who had lost her brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People in town all say I should give up... say Tom must have... but I don't believe it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair and guilt entangled Ellie’s heart like a poisonous snake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began to blame herself; if she had stopped Tom from going to the Abyss, if she had accompanied him...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless \"ifs\" echoed in her mind, torturing her until she was no longer human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Expected result...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En watched all this, his heart still without ripples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even began to analyze Ellie’s behavioral patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about what kind of psychological intervention could more effectively help her get rid of this meaningless pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't realize that this indifferent analysis itself explained the problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, one night, Ellie made a decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want to find him... even if it’s a corpse, I want to bring him home...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exploration journey in the memory was full of tragic colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie had no combat experience; her \"equipment\" was just a rusty kitchen knife and a few bottles of homemade herbal medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every inch of the Abyss land was soaked in blood, and every wind carried the breath of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twisted monsters lurked in the dark, ready to tear apart any intruder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ellie seemed not to feel fear; she just called her brother’s name over and over again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tragedy struck at the most unexpected time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By a swamp, Ellie encountered one of the most vicious creatures in the Abyss—the Memory Parasite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These tiny creatures, invisible to the naked eye, permeated her consciousness like smoke and began their most evil work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They not only devoured the host’s real memories, but more viciously, they would implant carefully manufactured false memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting desperate people see hope, letting painful people feel false comfort, and then slowly hollowing out the host’s brain at this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom?! I hear you calling for help! Wait for me! Sister is coming to save you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ellie, who had false memories implanted, had the fire of hope reignited in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She \"heard\" her brother’s cry for help, \"saw\" the scene where he was trapped deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These illusions were so real that even her sense of touch and smell were perfectly deceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost there... almost found Tom... I can feel it, he is right in front... he is waiting for me...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Luo En knew the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the memory crystal, he could see the parasite slowly devouring Ellie’s brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at this moment, the memory came to an abrupt end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because of the parsing of the memory crystal, he was completely substituted into the protagonist of the story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This special experience of being on the scene brought him enough touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Luo En slowly woke up, he actually found that his eye sockets were slightly moist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... shed tears?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand, trembling as he touched his eye sockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sudden emotional reaction made him feel somewhat surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long had it been since he was touched by the death of a stranger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But immediately, a deeper fear welled up in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did he start to become so indifferent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did he start to treat other people’s pain as just data?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of Eve’s longing amethyst eyes;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>thought of Nari’s unconditional support;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>thought of Dail and Ailan’s silent companionship all along...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The traces left by these people’s efforts and these sincere emotions in his heart were becoming shallower and shallower. \u003C\u002Fp>",1605,"2026-06-17T17:20:53.046Z","2026-06-18T03:34:23.509Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","23a646b5fb0d2f18abb97302ebe3bf28415773bc8320fe851b67d4c4e8533066","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-369","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-367",440,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-my-occupation-panel-has-no-limits-cover.jpg"]