"Dr. Mark, your knowledge truly leaves me in awe. Your expertise in acoustics far surpasses mine."
After putting away his notebook, Taylor sincerely flattered Mark, though he was also telling the truth. He truly had little research in acoustics, unlike Mark, who had developed a device like ORCA with his wife based solely on his own ideas—a device capable of affecting Level 2 Lifeforms.
"Hahaha, Wizard, you're too kind. A profession like yours, possessing supernatural powers while also valuing knowledge—that is what I aspire to."
Mark, seated across from Taylor, laughed heartily, while subtly trying to find out whether he was qualified to become a wizard.
"Indeed, talents like Dr. Mark's would be wonderful if they could become wizards. Unfortunately, wizarding knowledge must be studied from the age of eight. Even our little Madison can't become one now."
The implication was clear: don't ask, don't even think about it. No one in your family qualifies.
Taylor truly did not want to teach them. If they actually came up with something, how would he handle things the next time he came around? He would collect all the benefits first, then talk about passing on knowledge later. He needed to play it safe.
Hearing Taylor's answer, Mark and Dr. Emma's gazes dimmed somewhat. Madison, however, appeared indifferent, because she had asked about it long ago and already knew she could not become one.
Another long silence followed.
While everyone in the carriage remained silent, the battle between Ghidorah and Godzilla, who were competing for the title of King of the Monsters, gradually entered its final stages.
Ghidorah had fallen into a disadvantage. Against the stronger, tougher Godzilla, the three heads and massive body it had once been so proud of could no longer give it much of an edge.
"Roar, roar, roar..."