Chapter 41: My 'Bubble' (Part I)

Carlinda, Sasana, two apprentices assigned by the council.

"Born in the Eternal Song Forest, raised in the Eternal Song Forest, has not breathed the decadent air of Silver Moon City, the best apprentice material. Take them to the Red Sun and White Tower, first cultivate the habits that an arcane master should have, and then wait for the two junior apprentices to grow up. O~~ Cultivate! One of the joys of my life, hehehe. ”

The instructor laughed sharply.

"It's important to train apprentices and grow in knowledge, but the most important thing is to make them accept your values, like dyeing on a white canvas and dyeing your colors. Nothing makes a mentor happier than instilling values in an apprentice, and nothing is more tragic than an apprentice and a mentor whose values are at odds. Soon you'll know what's the fun too. ”

'The masters have quirks,' the source of the rumors is unverifiable, and the correctness has been proven at least one-eighth.

If it had been placed in the past, it would have been impossible for Shane to see the mentor's side and understand that he was seen as an equal member.

"Mentor, I will personally pick them up, and before they have any achievements, I will not give them the opportunity to contact Silver Moon City."

Bidding farewell to his mentor, Shane stepped into the arcane light, crashed into the plane of spatial folding, and walked through it to the other side. The coordinates given to him by the mentor are on a farm in the Yongge Forest, and when he walks out of the space, he is on a hill, and the target farm is at the bottom of the mountain.

Deviations are within an acceptable range, and the skillful use of core knowledge does not happen overnight.

Shane walked down the hillside, and the mana dragons in the woods appeared, behind the leaves, on the branches, poking their heads out to look at the strange guests curiously. The guests did not seem to be feared, they approached cautiously, cautiously probed, to make sure that there was no danger, they approached gently, wrapped around the guests, and flew slowly.

"The little one was drawn by arcane energy." Shane put away the three sets of magic balls on his head, so as not to be hung up and embarrassing things happen. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven**" count, a total of nine, they occasionally touch Shane's skin affectionately like pets, cool, very pure.

At the foot of the mountain, the rumbling sound of iron shook, and the little ones were frightened and scattered back into the woods. There are golems at work on the farm, and the elves of Quelcerra are comfortable enough to eliminate heavy physical labor. Under the light of the sunwell, the wind and rain are smooth, and the seeds are sprinkled, and you can sit back and wait for the harvest.

"I'm coming to Carlinda, I'm his mentor."

Sean knocked on the door, the door opener was also a mage, there were only three rings, and he was frightened by the three sets of magic balls on Sean's head.

"Law....Law... Your Excellency, I will go and call my daughter. "The man went upstairs and invited Sean into the house.

"My mentor is here! I thought I wouldn't come in my life, it was amazing. ”

The girl's excited voice reached the first floor, and Sean smiled.

Meet Carlinda, a girl between a teenager and an adult, and she can be described as a cardamom year.

"I'm still five years old and I'm going to be an adult, so don't underestimate me. My goal is to be the best teacher," she said to Shane, there is only one link in strength, and talent is unknown.

Showing his council certificate, Shane grabbed the apprentice's wrist and teleported to another farm. The second apprentice, Sashana, is a dark-skinned girl with only one ring, and her talent is unknown.

When I saw her, she was fiddling with her wand, a charred wand with only a little magical aura, which was considered a tabula rasa equipment.

"Let's go, your apprentice life has officially begun" Grabbing the two apprentices on the left and the right, Shane positioned the Red Sun and White Tower, the teleportation was activated, and the three of them jumped in space at the same time. Bringing two apprentices is like carrying two burdens on your back, and you need to pay the price for them to cross the folding plane, and the magic and spirit deduct three people.

Step out of the teleportation space and step on the dirt of the Windranger Sentry Post.

"Vomit~~~" As soon as they landed, the two apprentices quickly ran to the side of the road and vomited, and they said afterwards that teleportation was like spinning in a whirlpool, and it was difficult for their stomachs to vomit.

"The perception of the low ring is different from that of the high ring, and the feeling of teleportation is not the same, they are motion sickness" Shane noted this, and arranged for the two apprentices to live in the same room, slowly teleporting the sequelae.

Back at the Mage Tower, Flame Eagle is the first to find Shane, who is halfway finished making magic items and wants to advance a portion of his profits. Getting married, nearly four hundred rangers ate and drank nonsense, and bankrupted him, and Shane understood his difficulties and advanced it to him.

"In the past, I only felt that you were one position higher than me, but after you came back from going to Silvermoon City, you felt that you were no longer on the same level as me. Tell me what's going on, my friend. "Yan Ying is very happy to get the income, and in the past he usually happily said, 'The role of money is to squander'.

"Something did happen that took me to another level on the arcane path. But that's a secret that can't be told. ”

"To put it bluntly, I also have to improve my level and not fall too far behind. I've got something to do tonight, goodbye," Yan Ying left on tiptoe, going home to find his two wives.

Shane prepares to practice the "Cultivate Taste and Build Your Own Space" learned in the Upper Elf Wisdom Scroll. Staying in Silvermoon City for two days, only learning three six-ring spells, it was not a good place to practice knowledge.

The honeycomb, the colander, the sieve, were the feeling that the space around Silvermoon City gave him, caused by the excessive use of space by the elven arcanists.

Will it attract demons? Arcanists who can explore the world know one thing: Azeroth is a porous, but sturdy world. The more powerful the creature traversed Azeroth, the more it will have to pay, and the price will be so great that it may be hunted at the beginning of the traverse.

The process of building the space was long, and Shane blocked the door of the living room, lying on the bed to empty the spiritual practice knowledge. In spiritual perception, the black dot above the Red Yang White Tower is the passage to the outer space. The spirit is projected through the black dots, and the outside world, as seen when promoted, is a boundless dark purple world, and the arcane knowledge is called the Void.

There is nothing in the void, but there is plenty of material energy. According to the method of teaching core knowledge, the spirit extends outward, elongated to almost the same, neither fragile nor stubby. Then it's a matter of waiting, waiting for the 'bubbles' to float by, and capturing it with spirit, which is a physical work that relies on luck.

The arcane attainments are super profound, and they can also build defensive walls to isolate the void, and summon matter to build space, which is a matter of the future.

In the void, matter was constantly passing through the spirit, hard stones, large clumps of powder, black ice, all sorts of unknown goo. There are also a few bubbles floating, and the spirit catches them to observe, either too big or too small, or the content is not satisfactory. Shane is looking for an arcane-rich bubble.

After a long time, a large number of sifting finally found a bubble with a radius of two meters, filled with blue and white mystery, and it looked like a star in the void background. The spirit caught it and pulled it in the direction of Azeroth, the 'chains' pulling closer and closer. Shane's spirit is not long, he is not afraid of being torn off by the void, and the bubbles move slowly but firmly towards the black dots that the spirit crosses, clinging to and then filling in the black spots, smoothing out the black spots.

Part of the surface layer blocks the black dot channel, and the traction ends. But that's not all, Sean wants to leave a 'smell' in the bubble and turn it into his own.