Wizard Bloodline

When he woke up from his sleep, he rubbed his eyes and looked out the window, only to find that the sun was about to set outside.

Ronan's first reaction was to cook quickly, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to cook with candles when it got dark.

And he was really hungry at this moment.

After washing his hands with water from the water tank, Ronan took out the food left by his predecessor - a kind of mixed grains of quinoa, corn, black beans and various things he couldn't identify.

This thing is probably worth only a few copper coins outside, but in the Hoddam Wizard Land, one kilogram requires one magic stone grain.

A low-level magic stone can be split into one hundred magic stone grains, which means that a magic stone can only buy a mere one hundred kilograms of this coarse grain.

It has to be said that the prices in the wizard land are really ridiculously high.

Ronan scooped two spoonfuls of grains into the small pot, and then added some water.

While the rice was cooking, I cooked myself a bowl of soup with wild mushrooms and a few pigeon eggs that I had picked up in the forest.

A simple dinner of rice with grains and mushroom egg drop soup was ready.

When people are really hungry, they don’t care about the taste and flavor, as long as they can fill their stomachs.

When Ronan was full and drank his fill, he walked out of the tree house slowly with a bulging belly. The sky outside was completely dark.

The night sky above his head turned into a deep blue, but the surrounding forest gradually gave birth to a faint glow of stars, not dim.

A large number of small creatures that looked like fireflies flew out from the ground, in groups, like dandelions blown by the wind, dyeing the quiet night into a fairy tale dream.

Unfortunately

"Snap!"

Ronan slapped his arm hard and killed a mosquito.

"There are so many mosquitoes in this damn place at night."

The robe on his body could not protect him from mosquito bites. Ronan stood at the door for a while, and his head was covered with bites.

He walked back to the hut with a grin on his face.

A moment later, he walked out again.

Ronan, who appeared again, sprinkled a lot of insect repellent powder on his robe, and had a small net bag and a translucent white gauze bag in his hand.

Ronan climbed on the branch of the old oak tree and used the net bag to catch the fluorescent lights dancing in the night.

This kind of small creature similar to fireflies is actually not difficult to catch. In a short while, the gauze bag in Ronan's hand was stuffed full.

"Forty is only forty, which should be enough."

Ronan was hesitating whether to continue, when suddenly at this time, there was a rustling sound of people walking and talking not far away.

Ronan immediately became alert and subconsciously wanted to hide back in the tree house.

Unfortunately, he was a step too late.

Two figures, one tall and one short, emerged from the woods.

In the dim light of the moon and fireflies, a man and a woman in long robes were seen walking side by side while talking, as if they were taking a stroll at night.

Ronan's body froze on the tree branch, holding the net bag and the gauze bag in his hands, not daring to move, sweat on his forehead, and his brain spinning rapidly

Fortunately, the other party just glanced at him lightly, then retracted his gaze, and disappeared into the woods again in the blink of an eye.

"Huh--"

When the two figures disappeared completely, Ronan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed.

Then he felt extremely depressed.

"I'm almost a frightened bird..."

"It's because I'm too weak."

Ronan sighed, and didn't want to catch insects anymore. He quickly returned to the tree house with his things.

He blew out the candles in the house and hung the gauze bag filled with fireflies on the roof beams. A simple "light bulb" was ready.

Unfortunately, it can only be used for one night.

When the sun rises, all the bugs in the bag will die.

Ronan stared at the homemade gauze bag for a while, and saw the bright yellow glow of fireflies softly spread over the whole hut like water. Whether it was the lighting effect or the beauty, it was far better than candles. He then retracted his gaze with satisfaction and sat down at the oak round table in front of him.

At this time, the table was full of books, all left by his predecessor.

Ronan mainly read four of them -

"Basic Meditation"

"Zero-level Spell Collection"

"Rune Literature: Collection of Ten Common Zero-level Runes"

"Basics of Magical Alchemy"

These four books are his most valuable possessions now.

The predecessor almost spent all the magic stones he brought from home to exchange for these four books in front of him from the Hoddam Wizard Academy.

These four books represent knowledge and inheritance, and are also the key to open the door to wizards.

A large part of the wizards gathered in the Hoddam Wizard Land are students of the Hoddam Wizard Academy.

The admissions standards of Hoddam Wizard Academy are not strict. Basically, as long as you have money to pay tuition, you will be admitted.

And in the academy, you need to spend money to study, choose courses, attend classes, eat, and stay.

Once you have used up all the magic stones on you, it will "invite" you out as easily as when you came in.

So there are many students from Hoddam Wizard Academy, but few students can really get the recognition of Hoddam Academy. Once you have this honor, it is synonymous with strength and genius.

"This is not like going to school, but more like a business."

Ronan muttered, and then casually opened the black cover of "Basic Meditation" in front of him.

Mental power is the foundation and core of the wizard's power system, and meditation is the main way to improve mental power. Its importance is self-evident.

Ronan tried "meditation" several times in the past two days, but none of them succeeded. Each time, he felt that he was a little bit short.

He seemed to have not integrated the experience and insights of his previous life in this area, so he could only start from scratch as if he were a complete novice.

"..Empty your mind, abandon distracting thoughts, and focus your mind on one point."

Ronan read the steps described in the book.

After reading it, he closed the book, closed his eyes, and silently went through it several times in his mind, relaxing his mind.

When Ronan felt that he was almost done, he got up, drank a sip of water, washed his hands, and washed his face.

Then he took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on his small bed.

In fact, there is no specific requirement for the body posture when wizards meditate, and they can lie down or lie prone.

But Ronan tried it, and it was easy to fall asleep that way.

When he got into bed, the thin blanket under his body was accidentally torn open, and a line of small words appeared.

"The soul is the destination of immortality."

Ronan read it out softly, with a slightly strange look on his face.

This sentence is the opening of "Basic Meditation", and it is a famous aphorism widely circulated in the wizarding world.

Its meaning is to warn everyone who embarks on the path of wizards that spiritual power is the focus of practice, and the pursuit of immortality of the soul is the real immortality.

Now it is engraved on the bed board to warn himself.

It is obviously not engraved by the predecessor, because the handwriting looks a bit old.

Perhaps it was the previous owner of this cabin, or the previous previous owner.

Ronan's mind started to associate, in the time long ago, the same cabin, the same dim light, on the same bed board.

A boy about his age, sitting in the same position, alone, meditating silently, dreaming that one day he could walk out of the tree house area and enter the academy.

After thinking about this, Ronan inexplicably gave birth to some courage and motivation in his heart.

He got inexplicable encouragement and strength from this line of handwriting that he accidentally discovered. The sequelae of being frightened twice in the day and night gradually subsided, and his mind was completely settled.