Contract

Green picked up the jar and examined it carefully. Then he set it down with a sigh.

"If this were my previous life, controlling it from here on would be incredibly difficult. But in the Wizarding World, that part is easy!"

Because all kinds of supernatural powers existed in the Wizarding World, microscopic research into many bloodlines ran up against inherent Gene Locks, making progress painfully slow. Only by drawing on the knowledge of his previous life, combining it with the Chip's immense computing power, and brute-forcing the problem through experiments had Green managed to isolate the special genes in the Helos Parasites and Aichi Cells.

But when it came to controlling them afterward and putting bloodlines to use on a larger scale, the existence of sorcery meant those were no great challenges in the Wizarding World. A single Fusion Sorcery spell could resolve problems like rejection.

Green walked to a cabinet in the laboratory and took out a black scroll. He had spent 500 Magic Stones on this Mass Contract Scroll, which Wizards used specifically to form contracts on a large scale.

Carrying it to the workbench, Green unrolled the scroll and laid it flat. Dense purple patterns covered its surface. Anyone who did not know better might have mistaken it for an ordinary painting, but the patterns were actually all kinds of miniature runes. They only needed to be activated to complete the contract.

"I spent every last bit of my savings on you. Don't let me down!" Green said to the scroll.

With most of the students in the Pale Forest, no one was attending Green's tutoring classes, and his income had plummeted. As for potions, he planned to wait a while before selling any. It was still too soon. Even Newt, an apprentice potion maker trained