[{"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-386":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard: My Occupation Panel Has No Limits",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2221277,4031,"Chapter 386","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-386",386,"\u003Cp>\"Mommy, I need to conduct some in-depth historical research.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He explained his plan to Nari:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This process might last for several hours, during which my consciousness will be relatively fragile.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, child.\" Nari immediately created an absolutely safe research environment for him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mommy will guard you and not let anyone disturb your research.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of tentacles wove into a protective cocoon around Luo En, the internal environment completely isolating external interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him sat the small puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sat cross-legged, dark red luster flowing on its surface like living blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Substitution Puppet charging progress detected: 99.9%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Time remaining until full charge: Complete specific \"Historical Event Infiltration\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Target event: Final experiment of the ancient alchemist \"Father of Pseudo-Humans,\" Victor]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: This event carries extremely high danger; it is recommended to be fully prepared]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hint: Reading partial historical information in advance will improve lucidity and pollution resistance during real historical event infiltration]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father of Pseudo-Humans\" Victor—he had previously browsed some information about this person when lighting up the Scholar Star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(See Chapter 337: Heart of Seeking the Dao)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the \"Substitution Puppet,\" this Abyss secret treasure, came from this ancient alchemist who specialized in doll manufacturing could be considered unexpected yet reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the silver pocket watch came from the Clock King, Erika.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Substitution Puppet also had an extraordinary origin, it could be considered mutually verifiable with some of his conjectures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At this stage, it really is time to understand you more deeply.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En activated the \"Sensing Power\" trait brought by the Historical Research skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spiritual power extended like threads, cautiously touching the time imprint on the puppet’s surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the previous few tentative peeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, whether it was his \"Historical Research\" skill level or his mental strength, they were no longer what they once were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those once-blurred historical fragments now began to present with astonishing clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo En took a deep breath, carefully probing his spiritual power into the puppet to read the historical fragments upon it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm afternoon sunlight shone in through the blinds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alchemist Joss sat in his small study, holding an experimental log in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dear, tea is ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wife Lillian’s voice came from the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss put down the book, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been married for seven years, had a cute five-year-old son, Thomas, and a daughter, Emily, who had just turned two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coming, dear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He got up and walked toward the kitchen, but did not notice that there was a subtle... mechanical quality to his wife’s voice just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a tone that was perfect to the point of being slightly unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the kitchen, Lillian was setting out the tea set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of her movements was precise to a breathtaking degree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between the teacup and the saucer was exactly the same, and the angle of the teaspoon was not off by a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is the research progressing today?\" she asked, a standard expression of concern on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad, the project the mentor gave me has had some breakthroughs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss took the teacup and habitually leaned over to kiss his wife on the cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lillian’s skin still felt soft and warm, but Joss vaguely felt that her reaction seemed a bit... sluggish?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if it took a fraction of a second of delay before she revealed the appropriate sweet smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s wonderful.\" Her voice was still gentle, but there was an indescribable sense of hollowness in her tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am proud of you, dear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, little Thomas ran over from the living room and threw himself into Joss’s arms:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daddy! Daddy! I learned a spell today!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five-year-old child’s eyes were full of innocent excitement, his little hands waving to demonstrate the Light Spell he had just learned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss smiled and picked up his son, warmth welling up in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then, he noticed a detail—Thomas’s fingernails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child’s fingernails were trimmed unusually neatly, the edges as smooth as if they had been cut with the most precise tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a five-year-old child, this seemed a bit too perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did Mommy trim your nails?\" Joss asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes!\" Thomas nodded, then turned to Lillian:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mommy’s craftsmanship is very good, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the next few days, Joss began to observe his family’s daily behavior involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he felt it was because he had been exposed to too many Abyss materials in his research, leading to some kind of paranoid hallucination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the more he observed, the more anomalies he discovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lillian’s daily routine was precise to the minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She woke up at exactly 6:00 AM every morning, began preparing breakfast at 6:15, and woke the children at 6:45.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This accuracy itself was not a problem, but the problem was that she never had any deviation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most diligent person would occasionally wake up a few minutes late due to fatigue or other reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lillian never did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her emotional reactions also began to seem strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Joss deliberately told some lighthearted jokes, she always smiled at a fixed point in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she understood the content of the joke, but because she identified that \"this is a moment that requires a smile.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most unsettling thing was her state when she was alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, Joss came home early from work and saw Lillian sitting in the living room through the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She maintained a perfect sitting posture, her hands placed properly on her knees, eyes staring straight ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her expression was completely blank, like a... puppet waiting for instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is Mommy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Thomas’s voice came from behind, giving Joss a start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning around, he saw his son standing at the door, also maintaining an unnaturally perfect posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I don't know.\" Joss answered stammeringly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mommy is resting.\" Thomas’s voice was terrifyingly calm: \"She said, when resting, there is no need for expressions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sentence made Joss’s blood almost freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a five-year-old child say such a thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, Joss lay in bed, pretending to be fast asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through half-closed eyes, he observed his wife beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lillian’s breathing was as regular as a mechanical device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time for each inhalation and exhalation was exactly the same, and the rise and fall of her chest was not off by a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even more terrifying were her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although her eyelids were closed, Joss could feel her eyeballs moving rapidly beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a normal rapid eye movement phase, but some kind of... scanning movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if she were checking every corner of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss resisted the urge to tremble and continued to observe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At three in the morning, Lillian suddenly sat up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her movements had no sleepiness or confusion, as if they were instructions executed according to a program.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up, walked to the window, and then just stood there straight, staring at the darkness outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, she returned to bed, lay down again, and continued that mechanical breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the process, she did not make a single sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the days that followed, Joss discovered more hair-raising details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thomas and Emily’s behavior was equally strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They no longer acted noisy or willful like normal children, but became unusually well-behaved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, Joss deliberately fell down in front of Thomas, wanting to test the child’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under normal circumstances, a five-year-old child would immediately run over to help, or at least show concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Thomas just stood there, tilting his head to observe for three seconds, then said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daddy, are you doing this to test me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sentence made Joss’s heart almost stop beating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a five-year-old child have such insight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... it’s not that, Daddy just accidentally fell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh.\" Thomas nodded, then walked over and helped Joss up with standard movements: \"Daddy should be more careful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of concern was so standard, so perfect, so... devoid of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear and suspicion circled in Joss’s heart like a venomous snake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to look for answers in his mentor Victor’s laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one of Victor’s students, he had the right to consult some research materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a thick experimental notebook, he found content that shook his soul:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect Artificial Lifeform Project, 147th experiment record:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experimental subject a-23 (Codename: Lillian) has successfully passed the three-month deep infiltration test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The target subject (Joss Matthew) has no awareness of the replacement, and emotional reactions remain stable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The experimental subject’s behavioral patterns have reached 95.7% realism, needing further optimization only in micro-expression control.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss’s hands began to tremble violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The handwriting in the notebook was his mentor’s handwriting, which he knew all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The replacement of b-17 (Codename: Thomas) and c-09 (Codename: Emily) was implemented last week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to previous experimental data, the manufacturing difficulty of child-type experimental subjects is lower, but the emotional simulation system requires more precise calibration.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality shattered like glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss realized that his wife... had been replaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, his children also...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... impossible...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped through more pages, hoping to find some evidence of denial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what met his eyes were only more cruel truths:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The success rate of the soul extraction experiment has reached 78%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through special soul separation technology, we can obtain the target’s complete memory and emotional patterns without damaging the body structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These data will be used to manufacture more realistic artificial substitutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The original body disposal problem has been solved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to calculations, on the 3rd day after the replacement is completed, the original soul will completely dissipate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This avoids the trouble of disposing of corpses and eliminates the risk of being discovered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joss’s vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized that the real Lillian... was already dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She died months ago, died on that night he thought his wife just had a \"minor cold,\" and his children, likewise...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Joss did not go home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat in the laboratory for an entire night, his mind constantly replaying every detail of his time with his family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words that had recently made him feel warm, those smiles that had intoxicated him, those kisses from his wife that made his heart race...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were false.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were the performance of a precisely manufactured puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to do something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... do what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seek help from whom?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor was the mastermind behind all of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this school, Victor, as a Dark Sun Wizard and Alchemy Master, possessed unchallengeable authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one would believe his accusations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the manufacturing technology for those \"pseudo-humans\" was so perfect that outsiders could not detect any anomalies at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair flooded Joss like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>",1773,"2026-06-17T17:20:53.046Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash 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