Private Tutor

"With these two Alchemy Talents, I at least have a safety net.

Plus, I've studied Animate before and understand the basic structure of Spell Models and most general principles.

There's quite a bit of overlap between these knowledge points."

Learning the first Spell Model might take half a year, or even several years.

But for the second or third, it's just a matter of a day or a few days.

Of course, all spells are easy to learn but difficult to master.

Without delving to a certain depth, mastery is impossible.

Roy continued to flip through the pages.

The notes gave him considerable inspiration, and he became quite engrossed.

He now confirmed that this kind of thing would be quite helpful, even to him.

The next day.

Roy rested well to restore his energy.

Afterward, he dealt with some lingering tasks and loose ends after dealing with Potterning.

It wasn't until the evening that he arrived at the testing area.

"I'd like a special room to test explosives... Enchanted Gunpowder."

The Apprentice on duty meticulously recorded his request.

"Alright, your application is complete. Please be extremely careful. I don't want to be cleaning up a mess in the middle of the night.

You have no idea, the last time some guy ate pickled herring and then boom, he blew himself all over the room!

I was puking while I cleaned. Do you know how miserable I was?"

Roy: "..."

We're not that close, you don't need to complain to me about this.

However, the Apprentice's words did remind him. He diligently followed every step during his experiment, and it was successfully completed.

Roy weighed the successfully refined Enchanted Gunpowder and went to the outdoor testing chamber.

This area had thick copper walls and iron barriers, inscribed with Magic Arrays. Magic Stones embedded in them were channeling energy, deriving various functions that covered the entire site.

Soon after, sounds of explosions of varying degrees rang out one after another.

Through the Magic Array monitoring, Roy basically confirmed that he had mastered the production technique for this alchemical product.

"This 'Enchanted Gunpowder,' infused with Fire Elemental energy, not only possesses explosive power far exceeding ordinary gunpowder but also carries the magical attack effect of the Fire Element.

A portion the size of a fist can create an Alchemical Bomb with a power of 10 degrees.

If equipped with shrapnel, poison, strong acid, and so on, it can derive different effects, making it incredibly versatile.

This is also part of the basic creation content...

With such a set of techniques, one could deduce a power system based on chemical energy. It's practically art!"

As a transmigrator, Roy's mind immediately conjured various ideas.

But these were still insignificant compared to the magical abilities of Wizards.

They were merely minor tools for Apprentices.

"Out in the world, there are Dwarf firearms, Goblin missiles, and so on, but the prerequisite technology is too extensive, and the steps are too troublesome.

Even if you perfect them, you'll still end up being controlled by a dose of knockout gas or a mind-control spell. It's completely meaningless.

Even developing to the era of interstellar travel, by the standards of this Wizarding world, it would only be equivalent to Level 3.

Only those who start with divinity, commonly known as demigods or pseudo-gods, and legendary mages in the Arcane world, can be compared to a Level 4 Archmage.

I just need to follow the established path and advance on the Wizarding path."

After a night's work, Roy produced two Alchemical Bombs.

These were fist-sized, standard-yield products with a power of around 10 degrees. Their market price was over 100 Magic Stones each.

"Considering the possibility of failure and the risks involved in the process, the profit isn't too high.

There's also projection and aiming...

You'd need accompanying storage Arcane Artifacts or projection devices.

Many problems need to be solved."

Roy wasn't too interested in these external accessories. He focused more on injecting and enchanting with Wizardry energy.

This could help him gain insights when refining other enchanted items.

To this end, he diligently took notes for future reference and in-depth research.

During this time, he suddenly thought that learning something without a corresponding inheritance would inevitably be inefficient, and it would be better to have someone guide him.

So, when he left, he spent a few Magic Stones and asked the Steward Apprentice there, "I want to master Enchanted Gunpowder. Do you have any private tutors to recommend?"

The Steward Apprentice took the Magic Stones and said happily, "I know a senior student who is knowledgeable. Although she hasn't reached the Advanced level, she has some accomplishments in this area.

However, her fees are a bit high, 1 Magic Stone per lesson, which is equivalent to two lessons from someone else. Are you willing to spend this money?"

"Yes, thank you for your trouble," Roy said.

After finishing his tasks, it was already daytime.

Even with the Black Iron Rank Talent of the Alchemy Machine, he wasn't made of iron and felt a bit tired.

So he returned to his residence, preparing to rest.

As a result, someone immediately came looking for him.

This female apprentice was about twenty years old. Under her dark gray apprentice robe, her figure was curvaceous and quite well-endowed.

"Roy, right? My name is Olinda. I heard you were looking for someone to tutor you?"

That Steward Apprentice was reliable; he really got things done when paid!

Roy raised an eyebrow, silently sized her up, and invited her into the room.

"What stage of self-study have you reached?" Olinda asked, wasting no time and being very direct.

Roy replied, "I can already perform basic enchantment, but I'm still unclear about injecting fire elements, and the efficiency of enchantment is also very low."

Olinda said, "Alright, then we'll start by explaining this part!"

"So, these symbols are variations of gunpowder ratios.

And these material names I couldn't understand are actually just wordplay tricks!"

After the lesson, Roy nodded repeatedly with a sense of relief and satisfaction.

Although hiring a private tutor cost money, at least for the introductory stage, the money was well spent.

Olinda's high fees indeed had their reasons.

Her clear and concise explanations, coupled with her careful guidance, had improved his learning efficiency by who knows how many times.

However, Roy soon noticed his senior student chatting while playing with her hair, trying to exude charm.

This made him feel a bit confused and wary.

"You look like you're close to reaching the Advanced stage... Have you heard of the Great Wind Land Hills?"

Olinda sat on the edge of the bed instead of a proper chair, her hands propping her up behind her, her body leaning back in a languid posture.

"Great Wind Land Hills?" Roy asked, somewhat confused. "What about it?"

Olinda said to him, "Don't you know yet? The news has already spread throughout the Tower.

Someone has deduced the patterns of how the Chalk Country's explosions affect the outside world based on feedback from various mission locations.

It starts from the Great Wind Land Hills, radiating Magecraft energy from the inside out!

This means there might be a passage into the Chalk Country nearby!"

"There's such a thing?" Roy was slightly surprised.