As soon as Tony handed in his mission, he rushed back to his room and wanted to have a good sleep. After all, every time he patrolled, his nerves would be stretched taut, and it would be extremely taxing on his spirit. Grim hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked to the library.
It was noon, so there were not many students in the library.
In the simple stone room, there were more than ten yellow wooden bookshelves against the wall. They were densely packed with all kinds of magic books made of different materials and styles. The one in charge of them was a middle-aged wizard apprentice, an intermediate wizard apprentice.
For apprentices like him who had to rely on the passage of time to climb to the intermediate level, the wizard tower would not put in any effort to cultivate them. Moreover, they had long since lost their previous ambitions. They were not willing to take on overly risky missions, nor were they willing to return to the life of mortals. Thus, they had become a special group among the wizard apprentices.
As a librarian, although he could only get one knowledge point every seven days, it was easy and comfortable. There was no danger, so it had long been taken over by the senior intermediate wizard apprentices. Apprentices like Grim, who had no one to rely on, could only take on the most dangerous missions.
Grim did not turn around and go straight to the innermost bookshelves like before. Instead, he leisurely browsed through the bookshelves one by one, occasionally picking up a book to read. Since the books on sorcery in the library had not been borrowed yet, other than the introduction at the front, the contents of the latter pages were completely covered by a layer of floating black fog, making it impossible to see through them.
Grim did not dare to look down on this seemingly ordinary black fog. It was personally set up by the master of the tower, the terrifying wizard Anderson. Without going through a special spell formation, no apprentice could hope to see the contents, not even a single word. Those who tried to use their own methods to break the spell would inevitably trigger the hidden spell formation, which would lead to the wrath and punishment of the wizard.
Although it was so strict, Grim still wanted to try and see if there was any room for opportunistic tricks with the biochip in this area. After all, it was too difficult to earn knowledge points. So far, Grim only had seven points, which was not enough to support his future studies.
He took out a book called "The History of Wizard Development" and pretended to read it carefully. In the depths of his soul, a hidden order had been secretly transmitted to the biochip.
"Scan this book and see if you can obtain the contents without activating the spell formation!"
"Beep, the command mission has been established … Beginning deep scan …"
Grim lowered his head.
When the biochip was scanning, the depths of his eyes would faintly emit red light, so he needed to cover it up a little to prevent others from noticing the abnormality in his eyes.
"Discovered unknown defensive force field … Analyzing … Beep, danger alert … Force field undergoing unknown changes … Scanning terminated …"
Grim quickly closed his eyes and the book.
As expected, it was still not enough. The tiniest bit of external stimulation could trigger a reaction from the protective spell formation on the book. It seemed that his opportunistic peeping operation was going to end in failure. If he wanted to obtain more knowledge in the future, he could only use knowledge points to exchange for it.
However, there was nothing to be regretful about. After all, with the biochip, he no longer needed to use the most primitive method to memorize knowledge like before. As long as he borrowed a book once, he could copy all the knowledge in it into the A.I. Chip's storage area, making it convenient for him to access it at any time in the future.
Even if it was difficult for him to grasp it, he could first store it and let the A.I. Chip sort it out for him, then slowly comprehend the contents. With this, the A.I. Chip's appearance was already a great help to him!
Grudgingly putting down "The History of Wizard Development", Grim strolled to a bookshelf. Most of the books here were related to the use of fire elemental energy, which suited his elemental affinity. Hence, it was a place he frequented.
"The Characteristics of Fire Elemental Particles."
"Fire Elemental Control Techniques."
"Burning Hands."
"How to Hold a Large Fireball."
… …
… …
Some of the books here were purely theoretical discussions of witchcraft, some were simple spellcasting experiences, and some were orthodox elemental spell models and spellcasting techniques … Among them, spellcasting books could help him master some essential witchcraft and increase his combat power, but they could not increase his knowledge. Only books on witchcraft theory could possibly bring about an increase in mental strength.
Hence, how to use knowledge reasonably, not only could he expand his grasp of spells and protect his life, but he could also increase his knowledge and work towards becoming an official Magus. This was a difficult problem that tested the human heart!
Hence, Grim was once again at a loss as he looked at the rows of books that made one's heart beat faster. He sank into deep thought.
Every power system had a solid and profound theoretical foundation, and the power of a Sorcerer was rooted in the Sorcery power system.
So what did witchcraft represent?
Without any explanation, Grimm gave the A.I. Chip an almost impossible long term mission.
"A.I. Chip, collect all the basic information related to magic and trace it back to its origin. Find the most suitable path for me to advance in the future!"
[Beep, Host's mission has been accepted … Establishing long-term observation project: Origin of Magic … Currently lacking information, unable to construct complete model … Establishing short-term evaluation project: Host's path as a Magus … Currently lacking information, unable to construct complete model …]
The continuous beeping alarms gave Grim a headache. There was nothing he could do. The A.I. Chip had just been revived, and the database was almost completely blank. If he did not think of a way to collect some basic books on magic, he would not be able to deduce the actual results just by thinking about it.
Fortunately, he had copied some information in the past 6 years. When he got back, he would think of a way to input it into the A.I. Chip. This way, he would not always be lacking information and be unable to do anything.
Turning around and leaving the library, Grim first went to the public dining hall to fill his stomach before returning to his residence.
Pushing the door open, Grim first scanned his feet.
There was an extremely weak fluctuation of fire elemental energy on the floor by the door.
These were fire elemental particles that he had specially placed at the door, and they were not very useful. However, when anyone passed by, their elemental energy would inadvertently change the order of the fire elemental particles. Therefore, Grim could use this method to determine whether someone had entered his room or not.
There was no helping it. In this group of people with unfathomable intentions, those who did not have a sense of self-preservation would not live long.
Closing the door, Grim could not wait to take out the magic notes that he had painstakingly copied over the past few years. Counting carefully, Grim now had 5 complete magic books in his hands.
The first one was, of course, 'Omniscience'. This was the introductory book for all wizard apprentices.
Grimm sat upright in front of the wooden table, meticulously reading through the book, "Study of Everything". Although most of the content had become part of his memory, he could not help but forget some of the details.
Now, not only was he silently reading, even the A.I. Chip was using his eyes to input all the knowledge into his memory and stored it in different categories.
In the end, Grim did not waste any effort in thinking and reading. He simply turned himself into a human photocopier. His eyes flickered as he copied every word, every symbol, every magic line, every figure in the book … He quickly copied them down.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire 'Omniscience' was stored!
Grim could not help but be speechless.
It should be known that this "Study of Everything" was an introductory book for Sorcerer-Apprentices. It recorded almost ten thousand different races and different types of strange creatures that had been discovered on the Sorcerer Continent. There were also the majority of plants, animals, minerals, and special ingredients that could be seen on a daily basis. There were about thirty thousand entries in the book.
Back then, it took him 17 months to completely read through it, but now, it only took him less than a quarter of an hour to finish storing it.
While sighing at the power of the A.I. Chip, Grim closed the book and began to slowly recall the content. As long as Grim willed it, the A.I. Chip would automatically retrieve the relevant data and information from the storage area and project it into his mind. This saved Grim a lot of time searching for information.
Good, this was indeed effective. He would no longer have to worry about obscure magic knowledge in the future.
In his excitement, Grim could not care less about the pain in his head. He quickly took out the second book and began to copy it in the same way.
'The Origin of Spiritual Force' was a proper book on magic theory. It mainly described the origin and application of spiritual force, which was commonly used by wizards, as well as some simple ways to train one's spiritual force.
After recording the second book, Grim gently stroked his swollen head. He felt a wave of nausea and dizziness. His chest felt so tight that he wanted to vomit.
This … This was a sign that his spiritual force had been exhausted!
As a wizard apprentice, he was very familiar with this situation. When he first learned the Burning Hand, Grim would often exhaust his spiritual force because he could not control the rhythm of his wizard power output.
Later on, when he became more and more proficient in using the Burning Hand, he learned how to use spiritual force without a teacher. As a wizard, the strength of one's spiritual force and the strength of one's soul were directly proportional. The stronger one's soul was, the more spiritual force one would have, and the more spells one would be able to cast.
Take Grimm for example! His spiritual force was 8 points, so his magic power was 10 times that of his spiritual force, which was 80 points. Of course, some wizards liked to call this magic power wizard power.
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