Azeroth Monster Manual

Er crouched on the ground with a serious expression, his chubby little hands shimmering with a bright blue light. A mana wyrm, about the length of an adult's arm, floated in his palm.

The creature in his hand had jagged, dense teeth. It was as if it were bound in the air, hissing lowly, both threatening and begging for mercy.

Er chanted incantations, the blue light in his hand growing ever more dazzling. The mana wyrm visibly swelled until, with a 'pop,' it turned into a clear sphere and fell to the ground, the air filled with the scent of arcane magic.

He didn't mind at all. The small book in his arms automatically flew out, and the pen began to scratch across its pages.

‘Experiment 103 failed. It can be determined that the mana absorption threshold of test subject number 3 is between 30-60...’

The high elf child sat on the ground, his tender face gleaming with a wisdom unbefitting his age. The pen floated in the air, automatically writing the text. In the distance, children chasing butterflies formed a stark contrast to Er, creating a faint sense of incongruity.

[Monster Compendium: Mana Wyrm has been activated]

[Your Arcane Torrent effect is increased by 10%]

[Your Teaching Material +1]

[Your Brain Domain Development is increased by 1%]

[You have comprehended the Energy Absorption Core Circuit] {Beginner Edition}

“Monster Compendium activated. It seems the mana wyrm no longer has research value.”

Er stared blankly at the light screen in front of him.

Er was a 70-year-old biology professor at a 985 university. He had retired three times, but the president had rehired him each time, a testament to his excellent professional skills.

He had no hobbies. Besides researching biology, his favorite thing to do was to dabble in the 'Billion Beasts' virtual world.

Although his nurse had repeatedly warned him not to stay up late, he couldn't control his elderly heart, which was captivated by the internet. Finally, he died suddenly at his keyboard, and a time traveler arrived in Azeroth.

Er was a little dazed after just obtaining the system, until his occupational disease flared up and he gleefully dissected a magic-infused mountain lynx captured by a hunter.

[You have a deeper understanding of the magic-infused mountain lynx]

[You have a deeper understanding of the magic-infused mountain lynx]

...

The crisp mechanical system sound flashed across his mind, finally waking him up. Perhaps guessing something, Er seemed to return to his previous life of scientific research, becoming increasingly enthusiastic about the unfamiliar species in this strange world.

[Monster Compendium: Magic-Infused Mountain Lynx has been activated]

[Your Teaching Material +1]

[Your Agility +5% {Cannot be stacked}]

[Your Brain Domain Development has increased by 1%]

...

‘That's it! This is the correct way to open the journey to Azeroth!’

Er punched his palm with his small fist, his face filled with excitement.

In his previous life, he was very fond of the background story of 'Beasts'. The various villains and heroes in the game were full of personal charm, which deeply attracted him. Like Ye Gong, who loved dragons, Er was left with only fear and confusion after truly crossing over to Azeroth, from the upcoming First and Second Orc Wars to the even more terrifying War of the Shifting Sands and the Cataclysm.

This world was full of unimaginable crises. Time and time again, the big bosses behind the scenes showed their skills. How could a small transmigrator survive?

Until the appearance of the system, Er saw a glimmer of hope.

‘If I keep researching like this, maybe one day I will have the qualifications to become a chess player?’

He stroked his chin and fell into contemplation, until a pair of rough hands pinched his fleshy little face, squeezing his lips into a comical shape.

“Guei fang kai rao fu…” Er flailed his short legs, struggling desperately, uttering unintelligible sounds.

The instigator behind him laughed heartily, intensifying his kneading of the elf child's tender face, until Er was panting for breath, and he reluctantly let go.

“My good grandson, is today's research topic the mana wyrm?”

The white-haired elf smiled, looking at the child in front of him with unconcealed affection.

Belovvar Sunstrider, Speaker of the Silvermoon Council, Grand Magister of Quel'Thalas, once fought alongside the current Sun King Anasterian during the Troll Wars.

According to Er's previous life, he was equivalent to Quel'Thalas's Minister of Defense, a cabinet member, and possessed his own family power. In ancient times, he would have been a proper regional official.

Hearing the old man in front of him calling him grandson one after another always made him feel like he was being scolded, but Belovvar's age was enough to be his grandfather, let alone his grandfather. In addition, with the identity of this body, Er could only grit his teeth and accept it.

“Are you researching the mana wyrm, Er?”

Belovvar repeated the old tune. This old man seemed to be filled with great curiosity about his grandson's every word and deed.

“Regarding the research on the mana wyrm, I have already seen some results. Would you like to hear it?” Er became excited when he mentioned his area of expertise.

“You rascal, you're calling yourself 'old man' at such a young age. That old guy Barton must have corrupted you.”

Belovvar said, both amused and annoyed.

“Speak, I want to hear what my good grandson has to say.”

“Then you must listen carefully. This is the result of my 103rd experiment.” Er sat down cross-legged, as if he was giving a lecture in his previous life.

“According to my research, the mana wyrm is between an element and a physical object, possessing its own arcane core. This kind of wyrm is different from other creatures, only needing a little…”

“Clap, clap, clap…”

Belovvar clapped his hands with a smile, unable to hide the pride on his face.

“The mana wyrm has two characteristics: levitation and mana absorption. Next, I will explain the writing of these two rune matrices.”

Belovvar:? ? ?

‘Is this kid serious? This is obviously beyond the syllabus.’

Er ignored the strange expression on Belovvar's face. He activated the Hand of Magic, and a branch on the ground stood up vertically, drawing on the sand. Before long, it formed a matrix circuit.

Er pointed to the runes on the ground and explained:

“This matrix is the levitation matrix, but based on the elemental characteristics of the mana wyrm, its load-bearing weight is very limited, only able to suspend physical objects not higher than 5KG. Given that I did not use magical ink,

But this deviation will not be higher than 1-3 KG, which is not significant, but given me some time, there may be opportunities for improvement, it's hard to say.”

Belovvar's well-maintained face had long since broken down. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes stared blankly at the rune pattern on the ground.

His little grandson was born strange, showing strange characteristics from the moment he could walk.

He sneered at the things that other children liked. He always liked to fiddle with some strange creatures, from the water striders in the Whispering Pool to the lynxes on Sunstrider Isle.

At first, Belovvar thought that his grandson was a loving child who liked small animals, but unfortunately, he did like small animals, but the method was a little creepy, because he only liked dead small animals.

Over time, Belovvar also saw that his grandson did not have any strange quirks, but simply liked to study creatures, so he let him do it.

From time to time, he would also catch some powerful magical beasts for Er to study, but he really didn't expect that his grandson had already reached this level?

“Er… did you figure this out all by yourself?”

“What's wrong? Is there anything missing?”

“No, I'm just… just too surprised. The knowledge you have explained to me is something I have never heard of.

This knowledge includes magical biology, evocation and transformation disciplines. Did you really research all of this by yourself?” Belovvar said in disbelief.

“Of course, although I borrowed the Elementary Enchantment and Elementary Rune Studies from your mage tower.”

Belovvar sighed with some relief.

“At your age, it's truly an amazing achievement. Should I organize your academic achievements into a paper and publish it in the Silvermoon Magic Journal?”

“This is just a small step forward for me in the Hall of Truth. If possible, thank you, Grandpa.”

Er rubbed his nose a little embarrassedly. For a scholar, having his own work cited by others is the greatest praise.

[You have obtained the achievement - The First Lesson of a Soul Mentor]

[You have successfully taught Belovvar]

[Your Mana Wyrm Teaching Material has been consumed]

[The system will randomly draw a random skill or random 10% main attribute from the target character]

Er looked at the semi-transparent virtual light screen in front of him with ecstasy, ignoring his grandfather's surprised gaze.

‘So that's the meaning of the material. As long as you teach others, it will be consumed. As long as you can teach others, you can draw 10% of the target's random main attribute or skill?

Then, the next time I see Sargeras, if I teach him the four ways to write the character 茴, will I have the power of God? Forget it, forget it, it's not realistic. Let's draw a lottery first.’

Er didn't care too much and chose to draw.

[Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Strength from Belovvar]

Er: Is it because you can't afford to play, is it because you can't afford to play.

From ecstasy to almost collapse, Er endured the pain that he shouldn't have endured at his age. Adding strength to a mage, the designer listened to the insider on Zhihu.

Feeling the whooshing cheers coming from deep within his body, Er was relieved and forcibly comforted himself: ‘Forget it, if I run out of mana in the future, I can still use my staff to beat people, can't I?’