New Meditation Method

"Chip, how long would it take me to practice the Extreme Meditation Method?"

[The host body's genes can accommodate up to 37 solidified runes, far exceeding the 24 runes of an ordinary First-Class Apprentice.]

[If practicing other meditation methods, the host will complete the advancement 3 years and 9 months earlier.]

[The host body's genetic limit is extremely high. Practicing the Extreme Meditation Method will allow the host to reach the peak among those of the same level. Flaw: an excessively high genetic limit means the host must spend more time.]

[Overall recommendation: not recommended.]

Seeing the Chip's conclusion, Green sighed inwardly. Reaching one's genetic limit was naturally a good thing; it meant that all of one's potential could be developed. But as a saying from his previous life went, too much was as bad as too little. The Extreme Meditation Method was simply too extreme. It had already gone down a demonic path.

"Teacher Lilian, may I ask you a question?" After seeing the Chip's results, Green had already thought of a way to refuse.

"Yes, child." Lilian replied with the same smile.

Green looked at Lilian, took a deep breath, and voiced his question.

"Teacher Lilian, may I ask whether anyone who practiced the Extreme Meditation Method has ever reached the very pinnacle of East Coast wizards?" Green's words struck like a fatal blow. Lilian, who had been smiling moments ago, gradually turned solemn.

"Alas."

"No!"

Lilian's answer did not surprise Green. The further one progressed with the Extreme Meditation Method, the more time it required. It simply was not meant for short-lived humans, but for those naturally blessed with long lifespans.

After answering Green, Lilian seemed to have been drained of all her strength and said nothing more to persuade him.

Looking at the silent Green, Lilian knew he had already made his decision. So what if the Extreme Breathing Method could increase the odds of a breakthrough? No one had ever even reached the peak. That was its greatest flaw.

"All right, Bru, take Green away. Once he reaches the academy, let him choose another school for himself." Lilian sat down again and spoke to the old wizard named Bru nearby.

Bru walked up to Green and pointed toward the door, signaling for Green to leave with him.

"Um, Teacher Lilian, could you teach me the apprentice portion of the Extreme Meditation Method first? Let me try it out?"

Rather than leaving at Bru's gesture, Green suddenly raised his head and spoke to Wizard Lilian with a sincere expression.

Lilian showed little reaction upon hearing this, but a book suddenly appeared in her hand. Then, as if controlled by some unknown force, it slowly floated toward Green.

"Thank you, Teacher." Taking the apprentice portion of the Extreme Meditation Method, Green quickly bowed to express his gratitude.

Green received no answer. Lilian remained seated with her eyes closed.

Seeing this, Green and Bru left the room.

Only after the two had gone did Lilian slowly open her eyes, sorrow showing within them.

"Will the Extreme School end with my generation?"

After Green followed Bru a good distance away from the room, Bru, who had been walking ahead the whole time, suddenly turned and looked at Green.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Bru. You can consider me your senior. I'm currently a Second-Class Apprentice, and I'm only twenty-two. Don't misunderstand my age just because I look old."

Hearing Bru's words, Green stared at the old man before him in astonishment. With his graying hair and sagging skin, he was only twenty-two?

"Yes, Senior." Though filled with shock, Green still answered Bru.

"Don't be surprised. Wizard experiments are very dangerous. I look like this because something went wrong during an experiment and I suffered a severe radiation infection. The skin on my body aged rapidly, turning me into this. But my youth potion will be finished soon. When the time comes, you'll see just how handsome I am."

Once Bru started talking, he went on endlessly. He was remarkably talkative. It seemed that only after his experiment had gone wrong and changed his appearance had he become somewhat withdrawn.

As Bru walked, he introduced Green to his school, praising it to the skies.

Green also realized what was happening. Bru had taken a liking to his talent and wanted to recruit him into his school.

Naturally, Green would not make such a decision so early. Although he kept agreeing with Bru, he did not actually promise anything.

Bru also saw through Green's thoughts and did not press him too much. In Bru's view, as long as he left a good impression now, Green would naturally compare the schools after arriving at the academy. With his school's own strength, recruiting Green then would be easy.

To draw closer to him, Bru also explained some basic information about the academy. White House Academy contained many different schools. These schools were founded on different meditation methods and selected students suited to them. After Green's group arrived at the academy, they would undergo further testing. Based on their talents and which meditation methods suited them best, they would choose the school most suitable for themselves.

Isn't this just like university in my previous life? The first talent screening was the cutoff score. The second screening was choosing a major. Students chose different majors according to their abilities. The whole process was no different from the college entrance examination and university enrollment back then.

"This is your room. For the next three months, we'll be spending our time at sea, so be prepared. I'll head back and continue recruiting students." Bru brought Green to a room, informed him of the journey's duration, then turned and left to continue recruiting.

Watching Bru walk away, Green opened the door and entered.

The sudden burst of intense light made Green's vision blur for a moment.

The room was spacious and luxurious, clearly far from ordinary. It was located on the upper deck, with sunlight streaming through the windows. Unknown gemstones filled various parts of the room. Green could tell that they gave off a faint glow and were probably meant for lighting at night.

Besides that, the bed, desk, and bookshelf were all exceptionally lavish. They were made from the finest wood and carved with intricate patterns.

However, Green did not care about whether the environment was good or bad. It was not as though any of it could fill his stomach. He immediately took out the Extreme Meditation Method, quickly recorded it with the Chip, and began meditating.