Lin Li's method of meditation was very different from that of ordinary mages. No one would believe that this level-16 Archmage was like a mage's apprentice. He had been practicing the most basic and boring Mana Collision, and he had been persisting without stopping for even a day. This was because Lin Li knew that this was the only way to make up for his shortcomings.
Indeed, his talent in magic was so strong that it was enviable. Be it mental strength or mana, they could be described as almost perfect. Any mage would want to have such talent, but on the other hand, his foundation was terrifyingly weak. Mages like him either grew up in an environment rich in magic, or received guidance from experienced mages from a young age. Lin Li was the only one who could be said to have learned magic halfway through. He only came into contact with magic for the first time when he was almost 20 years old. It had only been less than half a year since he came from the Sunset Mountains to the Breezy Plains, but his strength had improved by leaps and bounds. From a rookie who knew nothing about magic to a level-16 Archmage who had mastered top-notch magical powers, it was partly due to talent, but more so to a certain extent, luck was far more important than talent.
This was something that Lin Li had gradually figured out after he had calmed down over the past month.
His luck was really too good …
Many mages would need to spend their entire lives to go from a level-1 mage's apprentice to a level-16 Archmage, but Lin Li had completed the process in just half a year. The speed was too fast, and it would naturally bring about the flaw of a weak foundation. Perhaps this flaw would not be a big deal in the beginning, but it would be too late for regrets when the latent danger erupted.
Actually, Andoine had already seen his problem long ago after the gathering at the Pharmacist Guild. However, the old man was a Legendary-mage after all, and he immediately thought of a countermeasure after seeing the problem. He immediately sent Lin Li to the Cinder Woods, and made use of the special environment and the high density of battles there to solve the problem without leaving a trace. Even Lin Li himself did not realize how dangerous his situation was at that time …
It was only in the past month that he had gradually calmed down, and his understanding of the core magical laws became more thorough. Only then did he slowly realize that his situation was not as optimistic as it seemed. Indeed, he was very strong now, so strong that even Macklin might not be his match.
However, the lack of systematic magical knowledge and the lack of a step-by-step learning process made the mana in his body like a time bomb, on the verge of exploding at any time. The only reason it had not exploded yet was because his mental strength was so strong that it could maintain a delicate balance with the violent mana. If this balance were to be broken one day, he would be in big trouble.
Once the overly chaotic mana broke through the suppression of mental strength, it would be a disaster for any mage, especially for a person like Lin Li who had unlimited mana. Once the disaster broke out, it would definitely cause a destructive blow. By that time, he might not even be able to leave a Soul Brand …
But fortunately, it was not too late for him to realize it. Although the repeated Mana Collisions were boring and tedious, it was the only way to solve the hidden danger. He had to smooth out the edges of the chaotic mana bit by bit, and build his own magical system bit by bit until the quantitative change caused a qualitative change. Otherwise, the hidden danger would disappear naturally, and his strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds. Moreover, Lin Li believed that this day was not too far away, because he had already faintly felt that the restless mana was gradually becoming one with him …
"Mr Felic, may I come in?"
Just as he completed the last Mana Collision, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the tent. Lin Li listened to it — it seemed to be Jason's voice. Strange, why was Jason not sleeping at this late hour, and instead coming to visit me? Lin Li ended his meditation for the day with this little doubt in his heart.
"Please come in."
It was indeed Jason who walked in from outside the tent. This top Adventurer of Doland had an apologetic look on his face. "Mr Felic, I hope I'm not disturbing your rest?"
"It's alright, I'm not used to sleeping early. But, Mr Jason, why are you looking for me at this late hour?"
"Well, actually, it's nothing special. It's just that I can't sleep at night, so I wanted to come over to have a chat with you, Mr Felic." After entering the tent, Jason looked around curiously before speaking with a face full of smiles.
"Is that so …" Lin Li pursed his lips. Although he maintained a smile on his face, he could not help but curse in his heart. Do you have nothing better to do? Why the f * ck are you chatting at night, and with two grown men at that? Do you think I'm such a casual person?
"Oh, yes, Mr Felic, we've known each other for so long, but I still don't know what your occupation is …" Jason said nonchalantly. "I'm just asking casually, Mr Felic. If you find it inconvenient, you can pretend that I didn't ask."
"Hehe, there's actually nothing inconvenient about it …" Lin Li smiled, and did not hide anything from Jason. "I'm a mage."
"Oh, so it's Mage Felic. My apologies …"
"You're just a lousy mage, nothing to be proud of."
"Hehe, Mr Felic, you're too humble …" Jason said flatteringly, but he could not help but groan inwardly. It's over, it's over. I'm in big trouble this time. Jason had been in Doland for so many years, how could he not know that any mage with a bit of ability had entered Doland's Grand Library? He had been going in and out of Doland's Grand Library for the past few years, but he had never seen anyone called Felic. This fella might really be like what he said, a lousy mage …
If it had been in the past, Jason would not have cared if Felic was lousy or not. As long as he did not stand in the way of him getting rich, it would not matter even if Felic was a cripple. But the problem was that this fella had issued a mission worth 300,000 gold coins, and it was a mission to protect the employer. What was the scariest thing about such a mission? Employers who did not know what was good for them were the ones who did not know what was good for them. They clearly did not have any abilities, but they insisted on going to places where people would die, and dared to go anywhere just because they had a few Adventurers to protect them. Not only would they lose their lives, but they would also implicate the Adventurers who were protecting them …
Jason was not too worried about the safety of the three of them. After all, they were three level-15 powerhouses. No matter how dangerous the place was, they would still be able to escape if they wanted to. But, so what if they could escape? If this lousy mage were to lose his life, who could he ask for the remaining 200,000 gold coins?
Just as Jason was having a headache, footsteps could be heard from outside the tent.
"Jason, come out quickly, there seems to be some movement outside!"
Lin Li could not help but frown when he realized that it was the voice of the Bandit Weathor. The Bandit Weathor was in charge of the safety tonight. Since he had asked Jason to go out at this time, something must have happened.
The two of them hurried out of the tent, and saw Weathor running towards them with a face full of panic. "Jason, something big has happened!"
"What happened? Speak slowly. Why are you so flustered?" Jason frowned. He seemed to be dissatisfied with his companion's flustered behavior.
"You, you, you … Listen to me …" The Thief panted heavily for a long time before he finally managed to catch his breath. "About half an hour ago, there was a … a small team of adventurers that ran into the forest ahead …"
"Continue." Jason's face darkened when he heard this. The Dragon Mountains had always been a deserted place. Why would a team of Adventurers suddenly appear?
Weathor swallowed his saliva. "Then … Then they seemed to have angered an Ice Howler …"
"What the hell!" Jason cursed. To an Adventurer, this was definitely the most infuriating situation. He did not make any mistakes, and avoided almost all the dangers, but he was dragged into a dangerous situation by another reckless Adventurer. It was as though he was sitting at home, and was suddenly killed by a meteorite that fell from the sky …
Trouble fell from the sky, and it was his own fault …
"What should we do, Jason, should we …" Weathor did not finish his sentence, but his gaze had already drifted to the path down the mountain as he spoke. It seemed like he wanted to ask Jason if they should escape …
"This …" Jason hesitated for a while, and did not decide immediately.
This Weathor was really joking. The Ice Howler was a level-17 magical beast that slept in caves all year round. It was lazy and slow, but once it was angered, it would not rest until it was dead. If there was really an Ice Howler sleeping in this forest, where could you run to? Unless you really had the ability to teleport, once you were locked on by the Ice Howler, you would be caught even if you ran to the ends of the world …
Furthermore, running around in the Dragon Mountains in the dark night was much more dangerous than fighting with the Ice Howler. This was because no one knew what was hidden in the darkness.
"No, Weathor, get ready for battle …"
Fortunately, Jason did not hesitate for long. He quickly realized that it was not wise to escape now. There were too many hidden dangers in the Dragon Mountains at night, and these dangers were far more dangerous than an angered Ice Howler.
"Oh, yes, Mr Felic, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to take care of you in the battle later, so …"
"Yes, I understand. Don't worry, I will take care of myself."
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