This wizard only wishes to be a teacher
Chapter 82 - 77: Force-Feeding Style Promotion

Chapter 82: Chapter 77: Force-Feeding Style Promotion

"Indeed, my previous guess was correct," Lucien said as he looked at the silvery vine that had now become full of vitality under Carly’s induction, his eyes filled with uncontrollable joy.

However, Lucien still held his breath and carefully coordinated with Carly, continuing to process the revived silvery vine according to the formula of Praise of Moonlight.

"Carly, can you hold on?" Since Lucien was unsure what might happen if the energy of the Force of Nature was withdrawn midway from the revived plant, he needed to check Carly’s condition.

"No problem, Wizard Lucien," Carly maintained the "energy bridge" between herself and the silvery vine, looking quite at ease. "Also, I seem to feel the vine thanking me, which is a wonderful and very interesting feeling..."

Lucien nodded, then handled the revived silvery vine even more cautiously.

Soon, amid the chants, a beautiful blue bud grew at the tip of the vine.

"We’re almost there!" Lucien’s spirits lifted, and he quickly grabbed a beauty shell from a nearby water tank.

Drip—

The tears of the beauty shell fell on the roots of the silvery vine, causing its final transformation.

"It worked." Lucien watched the now blooming blue flower and carefully captured the translucent nectar slowly floating towards the sky with a test tube.

Carly’s face also showed a delighted expression; after all, this was the first time she had truly aided Wizard Lucien. The act of giving back some of her power to help Lucien filled her with a sense of satisfaction.

"Wizard Lucien, shall we continue?" Carly was barely able to contain herself now as she looked towards the corner of the laboratory where the scrap materials were piled up, her eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Let’s continue, and along the way, I’ll also explain some methods for making Magic Potion. Every fairy is naturally a master of magic plant cultivation, so with this foundation, learning to create Magic Potion and concoct potions will be very easy for you..."

Lucien looked at Carly as if he were looking at a vast treasure.

Carly, let’s see what your limits are!

Lucien thought to himself, and then picked up a batch of previously failed materials and began a new round of collaboration with Carly.

"Seventeen batches of waste materials, among which six failed to revive due to the long time since death under the Force of Nature, and another five suffered serious errors during the process, causing the silvery vines to disintegrate directly. However, we still managed to succeed six times, this success rate is even higher than when I used to make Praise of Moonlight with raw materials myself."

Lucien looked at the row of test tubes laid out on the lab table, his eyes filled with amazement.

He had found the reason.

That was, under the enhancement of the Force of Nature, the originally delicate silvery vine had transformed from a "porcelain doll" into a wild child, significantly increasing its resilience.

Some minor mistakes that would normally lead to the direct demise of the silvery vine, when bolstered by the Force of Nature, seemed trivial and painless.

One could say that with the enhancement of the Force of Nature, the difficulty of making Praise of Moonlight had decreased significantly, and if coupled with an ample supply of raw materials...

Lucien felt that he had already achieved freedom with "Praise of Moonlight."

What he needed to do next was to prepare the Magic Potion and then, through force-feeding enhancements, elevate his and Carly’s actual strength to the limit they could reach in the short term!

From that point on, Lucien began accumulating his spiritual power continuously while digesting and preparing "Praise of Moonlight."

In his spare time, he would ponder his own Witch Tool designs or negotiate with Bennett and Lilia on basic issues, trying to delay the time before their small team and the group of half-fairies erupted into conflict.

...

Soon, more than two months went by.

"Those half-fairies have been getting more and more arrogant," Lilia stared at Lucien and Bennett with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

"When are we going to act? You should understand, the longer we shrink back in the town, the more time those damned fairies will have to decipher the relics on the island, and we might end up with nothing, having to spend five whole years on this secluded island!"

Lucien’s divine light was restrained, as if the object of Lilia’s roaring wasn’t him. Bennett, standing beside him, had a benign smile, as if being roared at by Lilia was a rather pleasant affair.

"Lilia, don’t rush. We should indeed take action against those fairies; however, you also know that the Fog Tide will severely affect our visibility, while the fairies over there will not be affected as much..."

"You should understand what I’m trying to say," Lilia’s eyes pinned Bennett, interrupting his long discourse. "Didn’t we bring those Second-level Wizard Apprentices exactly for them to shine in such circumstances?"

"Furthermore, according to my observations, the number of fairies isn’t overwhelming. We wouldn’t lose much if we compare consumption, and if we could kill a Third-level Wizard Apprentice before the final conflict erupts, it would be a massive win!"

Bennett was silent for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. Then he slowly nodded, his gaze toward Lucien carrying a hint of mockery. "I have no problem with this, but if I recall correctly, Lucien, you only brought one student this time, right?"

"Yes, the previous ones have already been consumed," Lucien didn’t elaborate, but he understood from the other two’s gazes that Bennett and they cared not for the reasons but the outcomes.

With this in mind, Lucien said nothing more. With a wave of his hand, a test tube appeared, and inside it shimmered a dazzling bead infused with misty moonlight.

"I won’t send anyone, but using this vial of Praise of Moonlight as compensation should suffice," Lucien pushed this unit of Praise of Moonlight towards Lilia and Bennett.

"Normally, I would praise Lucien for your generosity, but Praise of Moonlight isn’t much use to me. On Kosai Island, its value isn’t comparable to a student serving as bait. If you truly want to compensate, then offer three vials of Praise of Moonlight or an equivalent in resources," Lilia said, fixing her eyes on Lucien, bursting out with her spiritual power, attempting to dominate Lucien with her older and more profound spiritual power.

"Hmph," Lucien snorted lightly, also releasing his spiritual power, instantly shattering Lilia’s spiritual pressure. His formidable spiritual power surged toward Lilia.

A Wizard’s negotiation could be aggressive, eccentric, and furious, but it could never be weak!

Lilia’s face paled and a trickle of blood flowed from her nostrils. Her right hand tightly grasped the coarse cloth doll at her waist, her eyes toward Lucien filled with wariness and subtle ruthlessness.