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As his knowledge continued to accumulate, Lynn's Analysis function grew ever more powerful.

Several unresolved minor nodes he had secretly noted down in the laboratory had become increasingly clear.

He had even identified the problems with two of them and been given the optimal direction for solving them.

One morning, Lynn arrived at the laboratory once more.

He silently tidied up the lab, then placed several bone plates arranged according to specific correlations beside Gregor's hand.

Gregor merely snorted impatiently.

Clearly, Lynn's "diligent" behavior over this period had failed to satisfy Gregor.

He had taken Lynn in because of his claim that he could "offer some unusual perspectives and verify the feasibility of certain ideas."

But Lynn's recent performance had been mediocre, with nothing particularly remarkable about it.

If all he did was clean up the room, Wraith servants would have been enough. Why keep this eyesore around?

Lynn understood Gregor's dissatisfaction as well. The old man had actually taken his original words to heart.

Pretending not to understand the meaning behind that cold snort, he casually pointed at two energy circuit nodes on the bone plate that had long been tangled together.

"Mentor, the energy dissipation rates of these two nodes seem impossible to balance. If we tried introducing a reversed Soul Prism to redirect them instead of forcibly restraining them, would that perhaps..."

The moment he said this, Gregor abruptly stopped what he was doing.

He whipped his head around and stared hard at Lynn, a sharp light erupting from his cloudy eyes.

"Reverse redirection? A Soul Prism? How did you think of that? Go on!"

Lynn felt reassured. The panel's Analysis really was reliable.

Based on the Optimization direction provided by the Analysis, combined with the foundational knowledge he had crammed into his head at the library these past few days, he laid out his "hypothesis."

As Gregor listened, his expression shifted from skepticism to astonishment, before finally sinking into deep thought.

He snatched up the bone plate, his fingers swiftly tracing patterns across its surface as he muttered under his breath.

"Brilliant... brilliant! It may only be theoretically possible, and constructing a Soul Prism is itself a difficult problem, but the direction... the direction might be right! At the very least, it offers a new line of thought!"

Gregor slapped his thigh and looked at Lynn with completely different eyes.

No longer did he see an annoying burden, but rather a precious discovery that filled him with delight.

"Good, good, good! Kid... Lynn, right?"

That question nearly broke Lynn's composure.

Seriously? I've been running around serving you for so many days, and you didn't even remember my name?

Yet Gregor's tone had become much more enthusiastic.

"Your idea is highly original. From now on, you may come to my laboratory whenever you like and consult all the research materials here!"

"If you can truly assist with this project, I won't treat you poorly. Based on your Contribution Points, I'll pay you in Contribution Points or Magic Stones!"

However, he soon sighed. Some of his enthusiasm faded, and his weary air returned.

"But as you can see, the Death Metamorphosis project has been going on for too long. The Academy gave up hope long ago, and the funding it provides is pitifully small."

"I often have to take on assignments myself to support the experiments, so... don't expect to get rich overnight."

"I understand, Mentor. I'm merely interested in knowledge itself," Lynn replied calmly.

What he valued was never short-term resources, but the vast body of knowledge accessible through this laboratory.

And... the enormous benefits he might gain from the Death Metamorphosis project in the future.

Perhaps fearing that insufficient rewards would make Lynn slack off, Gregor hurriedly promised to apply for a "research assistant" position for him, which came with a fixed monthly stipend of one hundred Contribution Points.

Lynn was rather satisfied with that.

One hundred Contribution Points was not much, but it was enough to cover his living expenses and let him enjoy a few good meals each month.

At present, he did not have much need for Contribution Points. If he needed Wizardry or knowledge, he could simply ask his mentor directly.

Now that the old man needed something from him, he would surely do his best to satisfy Lynn's requests.

In the future, he would no longer need to fight other apprentices over those poorly paid assignments just to make a living. He could use the freed-up time to cultivate in peace.

If he could offer a few constructive suggestions, he might even earn a small fortune.

The next day, Lynn's application for the position of "research assistant" was approved. He received a set of white "experimental robes" and a silver badge engraved with a "brain."

From then on, Lynn's life settled into a stable routine between three places.

Gregor's laboratory for research and learning, the Bone Vault library for study, and his dormitory in the Bone Lair for meditation and rest.

Only occasionally did he attend a public class on the nature of negative energy, classifications of Undead creatures, or the principles of basic curses to enrich the panel's database.

His life as a Wizard Apprentice had officially gotten on track.

Just as Lynn immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge and the pleasure of growing stronger, Mary came to his dormitory.

Looking at Kevin, who was meditating like a door guardian outside the dormitory, Mary was somewhat puzzled but had no time to dwell on it.

She turned sideways and carefully squeezed past him.

Kevin watched Mary's petite figure pass by him, her swaying form inadvertently revealing her slender legs beneath her Wizard robe.

They were covered in... black stockings?

Seeing Mary enter the dormitory and casually close the door behind her, Kevin could not help but mutter to himself.

Damn, this kid really knows how to enjoy himself.

She even came right to his door!

But... they're getting up to something inside while I'm stuck listening outside?

Lynn's all skin and bones. He probably won't have any strength left after a few minutes.

Should I go in and lend a hand? Maybe I can use the chance to build a good relationship with Lynn?

Leaving Kevin's absurd thoughts aside, Mary had already met with Lynn.

She wore a somewhat worn apprentice robe. Her face was paler than it had been aboard the ship, and several corrosive wounds had appeared on her body. Her eyes carried a trace of ingratiation and unease.

"Lord Lynn, good evening..."

Her voice was weak, as though she found it difficult to speak.

Lynn emerged from meditation and frowned as he examined her.

This foolish woman had come looking like that; she was definitely asking him for something.

"Go on. What do you want from me?"

Mary took a deep breath and muttered softly.

"I... I'm almost out of Contribution Points. My body has been badly corroded by negative energy, and I simply can't calm myself enough to meditate."

"Could you... lend me a few Magic Stones? I want to buy some medicine to repair my body, along with cultivation materials."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely repay you in the future!"

Though the girl looked reluctant to speak, she had actually been thinking about this for a long time.

Lynn had "extorted" quite a few Magic Stones aboard the ship. Mary had coveted them for ages, hoping to pry a few out of his hands to spend.

She had originally planned to bring it up when they "happened" to meet at the Academy, but Lynn's movements had been extremely regular these past days. He rarely attended public classes, so the two had never run into each other.

After learning of Lynn's dormitory from others over the past two days, she had made her way here under cover of night.

Lynn looked at Mary calmly, as though he wanted to see through her very nature.

He could sense the faint fluctuation of Mary's spiritual power. With that little talent, she did not even qualify as cannon fodder at Bone Spire.

"My Magic Stones have also been used up."

His voice was entirely flat, as if he were merely stating a fact.

Even if he had enough Magic Stones, he would use them to accelerate his cultivation. There was no way he would waste them on a pointless investment.

Mary's face turned even paler. She bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, before suddenly pulling open her tattered Wizard robe.

Beneath it lay an exceptionally alluring sight, as if revealing Victoria's Secret, gleaming with an unusual radiance beneath the veil of night.

Only the scattered corpse spots and gruesome wounds corroded by negative energy ruined the scene.

Hmm... it gave off the exact feeling of Crazy Baby from a biochemical mode.