In May, Sylutia was busy teaching Mishir District's newly recruited personnel. They were either Mage who had experience in mechanical manufacturing, or they were Mage apprentices who had mastered some skills. We trained these people into members who could participate in the manufacturing of new cars and expand production capacity.
Due to the large number of people, Xilu Tia divided these people into twelve classes according to different strengths and stages, and asked some existing skilled Mage to assist her in teaching. Even so, she had to attend six classes every day during the week and only had one day off on the weekend.
It was the first time for Sylutia to teach on such a large scale. She couldn't help but think back and imitate the teachers she had come into contact with, looking for a suitable method and rhythm.
This was also a very novel scene for those who were being trained. After all, the teacher looked younger than them. Even because of his extraordinary appearance and good figure, people unconsciously diverted their attention and ignored the knowledge being taught.
Faced with this situation, Sylutia had to buy himself a pair of special glasses to restrain the charm of his eyes, and at the same time put on a wide academic robe that did not show off his figure, so that the results of classroom teaching would be better.
Time passed day by day, and after the training, batches of personnel began to enter the workshop for practical operations and participate in all aspects of new car production.
This new knowledge system and practical process have allowed many Mage to achieve the "balance of Law of Three Phases" and improve their phase levels. Among 100 third-level Mage, about 20 were promoted to the fourth level in three months.
Scenarios like this are not unfamiliar in the history of the Mage Alliance. Every technological innovation and diffusion will bring a large number of Mage advancements, until such things become popular and become commonplace.
At the same time, in a remote town in the Mage Alliance, another figure who had been taught by Sylutia walked alone.
The hot summer wind blew slowly, lifting the corners of the dark yellow leather clothes, and the young man in old clothes pushed open the door of the tavern.
This is the busiest place in the town, even though the area is very desolate and there are very few residents.
Hey, give me another cup of fire Salamander", this tastes great.
Drink less. All the money you spent to complete the mission was used to drink." There are adventurers who have just finished the mission drinking here.
Does anyone want a high-quality scimitar? I have a third-level "quality Keren Scimitar", which is absolutely silky when used to cut the enemy's throat. Some people are selling scimitars of unknown origin.
"Refined sea buckthorn potion" can slightly improve physical fitness, 100 gold coins per bottle." Some people are selling the potion they have refined.
The young man passed by these people, arrived at the bar of the tavern, and asked for some water.
"Oh, it's you again, Rogers, are you still so frugal and just drink water?" A bearded man who was sitting and drinking came over.
The young man nodded and took off his hood, revealing short black and brownish-red hair.
"Making money is not easy." He said with emotion.
"Hahaha, this is not nonsense, but if you make money but don't spend it, then what's the point." The bearded man laughed.
"Come here, I'm treating you today, let's have a refreshing drink." He tapped the bar table with his thick fingers, and the old wooden board made a clanking sound, attracting the attention of the busy bartender.
"Give this brother a glass of beer and charge it to my account."
"Okay." The bartender glanced at Rogers, then turned around and picked up a large wooden cup, then filled him with foamy beer.
Room-temperature beer and ice-cold beer are definitely not the same thing. No one wants the former, but the latter is an extremely popular drink in the pub. In the Mage Alliance, any pub with some strength will buy a cooling equipment to chill the beer, which is the source of most of the pub's profit.
Because there are many Mage and workshops in the Alliance, the cheapest such cooling equipment only costs 20 gold coins, and its popularity rate is far higher than that in other continents. This is probably a feature of the tavern in the Mage Alliance.
After the beer was served, Rogers thanked him, then took it and took a sip. The cold feeling went down his throat, giving people an extremely comfortable enjoyment in this midsummer season.
Seeing his appearance, the bearded man laughed and patted his shoulder, "What, am I right?"
"Yes, it's really good." Rogers tasted the remaining beer and nodded.
In fact, as a second-level Mage apprentice, it is not that he cannot afford beer, but in the past two years, he has spent too much money in order to accumulate resources and buy books, so he is reluctant to spend the money on this.
After talking about beer, the bearded man asked about Rogers's current situation.
"Looking at your appearance, you must have just returned from completing your mission."
"Yes, I participated in a mission to defeat the desert lizards. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, it was finally completed." Rogers recalled that a few days ago, he and four other adventurers were hired to go to a remote village to deal with the desert lizards that were causing trouble there.
After finishing the work, he didn't ask for the desert lizard skin or scale materials. Instead, he asked his fellow travelers to convert them into gold coins for him. Over the past few years, he had saved a full 200 gold coins. This may seem incredible to many people. After all, he was only a second-level Mage apprentice.
But he still did it. His determination and perseverance was naturally because he had a goal in mind that he must achieve, which was to become an official third-order Mage.
Four years ago, he would have been a confused fly wandering around the lost City of Star-Gazing with a group of foxy friends, not knowing where he would be tomorrow and the future, but things changed that day.
He escaped from the path that his companions forced him to choose, and was overtaken by them. He was beaten until he knelt down and vomited blood, and he almost ended up in the alley. Fortunately, someone came and rescued him.
In the hot summer, even if he stood in the wind, the hair on his forehead was still a little sticky, and big beads of sweat kept flowing down, making it difficult to open his eyes. He could only catch a glimpse of the figure on the roof of the building in the distance with the corner of his eye. The girl turning the book was sitting quietly in the wind. Just the vague outline of the figure gave people a beautiful imagination.
Later, he was rescued and regained consciousness. He originally thought that the matter was over, but the girl came over and gave him a rare advanced secret technique, which also gave him hope for the future.
Now that four years have passed, he has fully mastered the contents and accumulated enough advanced resources. His mood has also changed several times in the past few days.
I was excited at first, unimaginable excitement. On the way back, I kept thinking about what it would be like after advancing. I should become much stronger than now, make a lot of money, gain the respect and awe of others, work in peripheral organizations of some large factions, and have a stable life in the future, etc.
These thoughts filled his brain, making him rarely forget how he completed the journey back. He didn't wake up from such complicated thoughts until this morning.
He couldn't help but tell himself that he must be calm and calm. After all, he was only fully prepared now and had not really stepped into the third level and changed his destiny.
My mind slowly calmed down as I kept reminding myself, until I walked into the tavern and sat in front of the bar.
The taste of beer spread on the tip of his tongue, bringing some coolness and a slight sting of alcohol, making him more awake. He recalled his journey along the way, looked at the hands with scars and calluses, and then put them down.
After drinking the glass of beer, Rogers stood up, took out a gold coin, put it on the table, and pushed it over.
"Gold coins? For me?" The bearded man was puzzled.
"Yes." Rogers nodded.
"I'm going to do something big, give me your blessing, old man." he said.
"Oh, looking at you like this, it must be a big deal." The other party picked up the gold coins and weighed them in his hands.
"Okay, I understand, just go ahead. Even if I never come back one day, I will still talk about you when drinking with others. There was a story about a very old friend who gave me a gold coin, haha."
"Then I'll feel relieved." Rogers also smiled, clapped each other's hands, then picked up his things and left.
He didn't say what he was going to do, and the other party wouldn't ask. We met in a tavern in this small town. They were all marginalized figures who were separated from normal society. Everyone had their own secrets and grudges. The tasks they usually took on often had various dangers. They might not be able to come back one day. Everyone was used to this.
After leaving the tavern, Rogers went to the depths of the desert. He knew there was a secret and safe residence, which was also suitable for setting up an advanced magic circle. He had been preparing for this day for a long time.
Half a day later, he arrived at the ruins in the desert, then opened the hidden stone slab, walked into the hidden underground residence, lit the lamp, and began to arrange it.
"A candle lamp with fried thorn fruit oil, the stinger of the red-tailed scorpion, and three pieces of fire-transmitting obsidian——" He took out the prepared things from the bag one by one, and then carefully placed them in the magic circle.
After everything was arranged, he checked the magic circle three more times, then adjusted the state, calmed down, and recalled the advanced process and secret method. After repeating this for ten times, he finally started to activate it.
First, several things in the array slowly floated up, and then the power of Aspect Power inside was gradually stimulated and pulled. The flame of the oil lamp refined from fried thorn fruit oil suddenly expanded, and the contained in it suddenly Blazing Sun's "power swept through, causing the temperature around the array to rise rapidly. At this time, Rogers activated another texture in the array, causing the red-tailed scorpion's stinger to react accordingly, followed by the three obsidian placed in it.
According to the ritual secrets recorded in the book, he used raw materials with third-level Aspect Power power such as the stinger of the red-tailed scorpion, which fried thorn fruit oil, to raise the Aspect Power level of three of the obsidian stones, and then transformed them.
The originally pitch black obsidian was now floating in the air, emitting an orange-red halo, and was gradually filled with the third-order "personality Gold Steam" Aspect Power. At this time, the most critical moment had come. He must You must take advantage of this Aspect Power level to resonate with your own Fate Card before it cools down, and then build Core Card"[Obsidian Furnace].
As time passed by, sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. The three obsidian lights in front of him changed several times. Under the guidance of the secret method, their shape was gradually recast and transformed into a black sphere. Its inner structure was complex and had multiple chambers, like a heart or some kind of engine.
The process of advancement cannot be retreated or interrupted. It must be successful once and for all. Now it has reached the final and difficult stage.
Rogers feels that his mental will has almost reached a certain limit. If he cannot succeed within three minutes, he may pass out due to exhaustion of mental power.
Unexpectedly, after preparing for so long, we still encountered such a difficult situation. Is this the dangerous living environment of wild Mage?
Because wild Mages do not have the guidance of their seniors or teachers in the faction, they often have to go through various pitfalls and unknown problems on their own when advancing. This results in the success rate of advancement being far lower than that of Mages who are organized by factions.
Fortunately, Sylutia added a lot of experience and experience to his book <Obsidian Grimoire> at that time, so that he would not be completely blind. Even a person with a weak foundation like him could reach the threshold of advancement.
Finally, after two minutes, the black furnace model gradually froze and then stabilized. At this time, his mental pressure was greatly relieved.
The next thing was relatively simple. Half an hour later, his core ability card was condensed, and his destiny was upgraded. He entered the third level and successfully completed the advancement ceremony.
Name: Rogers·Colin Race: Human (Bloodline Advancement)
Status: Healthy (no abnormalities)
Talent: Mental Toughness [Excellent Level]
Fate Card:[Obsidian Mage](Level 3·Gold Steam)
You have mastered the art of refining and transforming obsidian, and are good at using its power to cast spells - Effect [Obsidian Enhancement Lv.3]: Due to the special advanced secret method, when you cast spells with obsidian, you will receive additional power blessing.
-Effect [Tenacious Will Lv.3]: Your mental will is much tougher than ordinary people. This is a rare talent that can help you resist mental pressure or Impact, etc.
-Effect [Bloodline Advancement]: As you enter the third level, all abilities will be fully improved and you can be exempted from the influence of many low-level abilities.
-Class[Mage Apprentice Lv.3]: The formed Class can improve memory and exercise spirit.
Core Card:[Obsidian Furnace][Gold Steam]
You cast your own Spell Furnace with the help of carefully refined obsidian. This is proof of your superb skills. - Affects [Spellcasting Ability]. You can use the power of Aspect Power to build spell models without occupying ability slots.
(Spell versatility +1, power -2, obsidian related enhancement +1)
Ability card: [Spell·Obsidian Impact Lv.3][Spell·Obsidian Inscription Shield Lv.3][Spell·Explosion Lv.3
Now that he has "Obsidian Furnace", he can free up all the spells in the three ability card positions, and then directly use [Obsidian Furnace] to cast them, but the preparation speed is slightly slower.
As for the vacant ability card slot, he can learn many auxiliary abilities, such as the advanced Meditation Technique, which is used to refine and transform obsidian-related skills, or add abilities according to future career needs, etc.
After entering the third level, he has completely changed from his former apprentice stage. At this time, Mage has truly gained its advantages. With the help of Spell Page and Spell Furnace, he can free up more ability card slots to add to his overall strength.
One day later, after taking a good rest in this underground residence and stabilizing his strength, Rogers walked out.
He put on the hood again to block the wind and sand. Although his appearance did not change much, his state of mind was completely different.
Walking in the sand, he looked at the sand dunes in the distance, thoughts swirling in his mind, and then he raised his palm, and an obsidian shot out and penetrated into the sand dunes. Then a violent explosion spread, lifting the sand tens of meters up, and blasting a huge hole about fifteen meters in diameter.
The slightly moist sand fell down and hit his hood and face. Although he looked a little embarrassed, Rogers smiled.
Finally, finally, I became a truly powerful Mage.