Seeing the results, Connor immediately nodded with satisfaction. For the past week, besides using the Recuperation Bead to nourish his spiritual force every day to prevent serious mental trauma and refining a magic item, he spent the rest of his time learning the insights and experiences that Reyes had left for him.
After a week of learning, with the help of the auxiliary chip's simulation, analysis and other functions, Connor felt that the quality of his learning was very high. It allowed him to have a deeper understanding of spiritual force and spiritual spells, which was directly reflected in the Wishful Shadow Light.
The Wishful Shadow Light was the name of the spell that Connor was experimenting with. It was a spell that Connor had created with the help of the auxiliary chip. Its characteristic was that light sand was the basic state. In theory, it could be changed according to Connor's will and form any shape to attack or defend for Connor!
Because it was a self-created spell, the Wishful Shadow Light was not very mature compared to the spells recorded in the Abyss Secret Arts. However, Connor was not in a hurry. He still had time to polish the spell that he had created for the first time.
After experimenting with the spell, Connor put the broken steel plate back into his space ring. Last time, Marguerite came without informing him. Although it did not cause any bad effects so far, it still rang the alarm bell for Connor.
Although he had set up a few alchemy mechanisms in his apartment, they all needed him to activate them and could not be activated automatically. In this way, if Connor was not at home and someone sneaked into his apartment, the apartment would basically be in a defenseless state.
The most embarrassing thing was that although Connor knew about the hidden dangers, he was now stuck in a bottleneck because of the restriction of his cultivation level. For the time being, he could not change this situation. Therefore, the solution that Connor thought of to solve this problem was to remove as much of the traces of wizards as possible in the apartment so that people who might come would not be able to find anything.
After dealing with everything in the apartment, Connor changed into a set of casual clothes and tidied himself up in front of the mirror. Connor quietly opened the door of the apartment and got on the public carriage to Green University.
Connor's luck was not bad. The moment he stepped into the station, the public carriage drove into the station. After paying the fare, Connor sat in a seat near the window. He was a little excited now. Today was the day that he and Varga had agreed to meet. If there were no accidents, he would be able to get the Greenland Potion today. Then, with the help of the Recuperation Bead, he could truly begin to heal the mental trauma caused by overusing his spiritual power.
Thinking of this, Connor unconsciously touched the space ring on his finger. As a man, he always took batches of potions from Varga for free. Although Varga was willing to let him "take advantage" of her, Connor always felt a little guilty in his heart. Therefore, after studying the diary, as an alchemist, Connor spent some time to make a magic item carefully as a return gift to Varga.
Half an hour later, the public carriage arrived at its final stop — Green University. Connor got off the carriage and looked at the villa where Reyes was staying. At this moment, the villa's gate was tightly locked and it looked deserted. Obviously, Reyes and his butler, Old Victor, had already left the villa.
Although he had already expected this outcome, Connor still couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw this.
Ever since he became Reyes's disciple and became a member of the Secret Society, Reyes had only asked him to send some gifts and take some risks. However, Connor Ferguson was really good to him. If it wasn't for the fact that Connor originally had a clean background, he would really doubt whether Reyes was really Old Ferguson's next-door neighbor.
However, perhaps Connor was too suspicious. The more Reyes treated him so well, the more suspicious Connor became. Now that Reyes was gone, Connor felt a lot more relaxed. He suddenly had a feeling that he could fly freely in the vast sky and jump freely in the vast sea.
Shaking his head, Connor walked straight to the fried chicken restaurant where he and Varga had agreed to meet today. It was past four o 'clock in the evening, which was the beginning of the meal. There weren't many students eating in the fried chicken restaurant. What surprised Connor was that although he had arrived early, Varga was already sitting at the table and waiting for him.
"Sorry, I'm late," Connor said apologetically as he sat on the chair opposite Varga.
"No, I'm early!" Varga smiled sweetly at Connor. He seemed very happy.
"What do you want to eat? It's my treat!" Although he really wanted to ask about the Greenland Potion, Connor didn't show it too blatantly. He smiled and picked up the menu on the table and handed it to Varga.
"Connor, since you're treating, then I won't be polite. I must make Connor, the future earl, bleed!" Without being polite with Connor, Varga picked up the menu and said with a fierce look, "You're treating, Connor? Then I won't be polite. I must make you, the future earl, bleed!"
A trace of warmth flowed in his heart. Connor joked, "Varga, if you eat a lot, don't blame me for skipping the bill!"
"You dare!" Varga glared fiercely at Connor.
Although Varga said that she wanted Connor to "bleed", in fact, she didn't order a lot of food. She only ordered enough food for two people.
After a while, when the dishes were all served, Connor looked at the golden fried chicken floating in the small bowl with the smell of spices. He couldn't help but move his fingers. On Earth, fried chicken was a common delicacy. Connor was no stranger to it. However, in this world, it was his first time eating fried chicken!
The golden appearance and the fragrance floating in the air made Connor have a very good first impression of the fried chicken in front of him. He and Varga looked at each other and smiled tacitly. The two of them started eating and destroyed the food in front of them.
After taking a bite, a look of enjoyment suddenly appeared on Connor's face. The fried chicken was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Although it was fried, it wasn't greasy. When the delicious and juicy chicken was in his mouth, he could clearly feel the taste of marinated spices. However, if he chewed carefully, he could still taste the original taste of the chicken.
After destroying a piece of chicken steak, Connor, whose hands were covered in grease, waved to the waiter and said, "Do you have beer? If you have beer, please give me two large glasses! "
Hearing Connor's request, the quiet waitress, who might be working part-time here, quickly served two full glasses of beer for Connor. Connor took the beer and found a ten pence note from his wallet and handed it over as a tip.
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