"So, Professor, were you watching my screen the whole time?" Clay asked as he left the office and sat on the stone platform beneath the Iron Golem's feet.
Kayson sat on the Iron Golem's stone platform opposite him and raised an eyebrow. "After all, I made that book, so I can sense it to some extent. I imagined all sorts of possibilities—like you summoning TNT and fire, lava, all kinds of strange elements, Wither Skeleton Skulls, or Ender Crystals. Those things are all dangerous, which is why I told you to use it under an adult wizard's supervision."
"But in the end, you chose... a Grass Block and a little yellow flower. Honestly, that surprised me," Kayson said, clearly astonished.
"Professor," Clay said.
"Hmm? What is it?" Kayson looked up.
"In your eyes, is magic only magic when it hurts people?" Clay opened with a question far beyond what most people could keep up with.
"Not to me, of course. But I am a professor. At your age, most people see it that way. Magic that can hurt others or destroy beautiful things is real magic, while magic that is more interesting and more convenient for us is... not cool enough." Kayson carefully chose his words.
"That's even more childish. You can't solve everything with destructive power. Just now, I only wanted to know what that feeling was like," Clay said succinctly.
"Experience the feeling? The feeling of creating?" Kayson asked.
"Yeah," Clay said seriously.
"That's easy. I'll give you a fun little toy. How far you can take it is up to you." Kayson snapped his fingers, and a small wooden axe appeared in his hand. He then handed it to Clay.
"A wooden axe... what does it do?" Clay asked in surprise.
"This isn't an ordinary wooden axe.