Wizard: I have an inventory

Ryan carefully put the potion into a small bottle. The thick liquid exuded a faint blue light, as if it contained endless power of the undead.

Three doses of corpse tears potion were successfully produced. Two doses were taken and one was left to sell.

At the same time, [Nat's Experiment Notes] the assimilation rate increased to 84%. Unfortunately, due to the scarcity of materials, the assimilation rate can only be improved by reasoning and calculation.

Although he knew that the power of this potion should not be underestimated, once taken, the user will fall into a terrifying hallucination, as if he was in a fight with a dead body. The despair and fear will come like a tide, almost suffocating people.

But the pleasure of rapid improvement of mental power is also fascinating.

Ryan carefully took a dose of corpse tears potion, and the huge drug power attacked him and made him lie directly on the bed.

I don't know how long it took.

Ryan rubbed his slightly swollen temples, slowly stood up from the bed, and frowned. His body has not fully recovered, and his face is full of fatigue and weakness.

It was still a familiar scene, and it was superimposed with the last illusion. If Ryan's soul origin had not been greatly improved, he would not have been able to break the illusion this time.

"Too dangerous..."

Ryan whispered to himself, his heart tightening. Although he longed to master this power, he knew that once he fell into an illusion, the fragility of his mind might make him unable to extricate himself. He thought of the souls entangled by the ghosts, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The side effects were extremely serious!

As the effect of the drug gradually faded, Ryan's vision began to become clear, but the shadow of the rotting corpse appeared from time to time in front of him.

Those gloomy and terrifying figures flashed from the corner from time to time, and sometimes wandered in front of him, with twisted limbs, rotten skin, and an unbearable stench.

Ryan was shocked and tried to concentrate. Although these phantoms did not affect his ability to cast spells, the disgusting visual impact always made him feel disgusted.

Fortunately, the efficacy of the medicine did not decrease, and the mental power increased a lot, just a little short of the standard of the third-class apprentice, but this little mental power has trapped many second-class apprentices for decades.

"Use with caution, never try it lightly."

Ryan engraved a warning rune on the medicine bottle, indicating the seriousness of the consequences.

Two months passed.

Playing with a bottle of transparent liquid in his hand - Corpse Tears Potion, through the surface of the potion, Ryan seemed to see the whispers of countless souls. He slowly opened the bottle cap, and the potion exuded a suffocating aroma.

After drinking it all, the power of the potion quickly poured into Ryan's body. He felt a strong vibration in the depths of his spirit, and his consciousness surged like a tide, and was instantly pushed to a new realm.

The originally vague spiritual world began to become clear, and the will rune flickered in his mind like stars. At this time, his mental power increased rapidly and he was successfully promoted to a third-class apprentice.

As expected, three more grids were opened in the inventory, a total of 12 grids, minus 7 occupied grids, and it would probably take a long time to fill the 5 empty grids.

Ryan looked at the various icons on it and was very satisfied.

With the increase of strength, Ryan realized that the number of will runes in the spiritual world had increased to 184. Each rune shone with a unique light, interweaving together to form a complex and beautiful structure.

Ryan carefully examined these runes, their arrangement became more harmonious, and the connection between them became closer, showing a new sense of order.

This was exactly when he left the Blackstone Lowlands Academy, according to the information given by Mentor Nat, which detailed the improvement of the will rune.

Like the elderly third-class apprentices in the Wiki Kingdom, they had no valuable advanced information at all, which led to the jerky operation of magic power and serious elemental erosion of the body. They were no match for Ryan and other wizard apprentices from the academy.

With the optimization of the rune structure, Ryan's thinking became more agile, and the greatly enhanced calculation ability allowed him to analyze and judge complex spell formations in an instant. His eyes flashed with wisdom, as if he could penetrate the fog of reality and see through all unknown secrets.

At this moment, Ryan understood that after taking the corpse tear potion this time, he was no longer the second-class apprentice he used to be.

Instead, he was a third-class apprentice at the age of only 18!

"Ahem, although my 19th birthday is coming soon, this speed is still a bit too fast."

In just four years, he grew from a weak and sick secular nobleman to a third-class apprentice who was the strongest among formal wizards. This speed was two years faster than the fifth-class qualifications. If he told others about it, he would probably be envied or even spied on.

It is also possible to suspect that Ryan inherited the legacy of a great wizard. If he wants to return to the Blackstone Lowlands Academy, it is best to master some spells to hide his strength, or seal part of his huge mental power.

However, no matter how he concealed it, he could not escape the eyes of his mentor Nat. After all, the gap in strength between formal wizards and apprentices is a world of difference!

But Ryan couldn't cut off his own path and leave the academy to defect and become a wandering wizard who was hated by everyone. If he did that, he wouldn't even be able to find a place to buy Green Potion and a first-level defensive spell template.

…

As he was promoted to a third-level apprentice, Ryan's temperament became more and more extraordinary.

At this time, he sat at an old wooden table, flipping through a thick spell book, with thick blond hair draped over his shoulders, making his face even more handsome.

"Pauline and the maid, come here."

Ryan's voice was low and magnetic, as if it contained some kind of irresistible power.

Soon, female assistant Pauline and two maids pushed open the door of the laboratory with a hint of curiosity on their faces. Her eyes wandered around the laboratory, and as Ryan's voice sounded, she quickly locked onto the pair of green eyes that shone like gemstones.

Ryan's eyes flashed with wisdom and charm, which made the maid hold her breath involuntarily. She noticed that Ryan's face seemed to be more handsome during this period of time, as if radiant and exuding a mysterious attraction.

"Master, you look more beautiful!"

The maid couldn't help but praise, with admiration flashing in her eyes. She smiled slightly, and her tone revealed sincere love, "The practice during this period of time has made you more charming."

Ryan was slightly stunned, and then showed a gentle smile, and his green eyes looked more brilliant under the light. He whispered: "Thank you. Today's work requires you to sort out the alchemical equipment, and the hygiene of the laboratory also needs to be taken care of."

The maid nodded, a warm feeling surged in her heart, and began to get busy. The two of them occasionally looked up while sorting, and saw Ryan's focused expression, and their hearts were full of respect for him.

The joy on Ryan's face had not yet faded, and his eyes were shining with an unconcealable light, as if stars were shining in the night sky.

Pauline looked up and saw Ryan's expression, and her heart was shocked. She accompanied her master to make potions, and of course she knew that the effect of the potion could greatly improve mental strength. In addition, the master had asked him to practice for a period of time and not to disturb him.

She had an amazing answer in her mind.

She quickly asked: "Master, have you made a breakthrough?" There was a hint of disbelief and excitement in her voice.