In front of the Moonlight Tower stood two tall potters, their faces very stiff, and as soon as Lance and Poirot approached, the potter's weapons were aimed at them with a clang.

"Somharing!" the teacher's wizard tower introductory spell, Lance still remembers very well.

The potter immediately flashed open, and the small door under the moonlight tower slowly opened.

"You're waiting for me here. Lance commanded, and calmly walked in between the two potters.

These two potters don't look at the action of Mu Ne, but in fact they are rare puppet works, in order to make these two potters, Amman does not know how much hard work Lu Dao has put in. In the end, the successful potters did not live up to his expectations, and the strength of each potter was comparable to that of a silver swordsman. Even a patrol master like Poirot may not be able to guarantee victory when facing the potters one-on-one, after all, the puppet works are painless, and they will only attack their opponents like crazy, which is always fearful.

Lance still has this common knowledge. When he stepped into the Moonlight Tower, he felt a cool breeze coming towards him, and he felt refreshed.

"This is the first-level spell [Cool Touch] that the teacher solidified in the hall on the first floor, which can elevate people's spirits. Lance thought to himself.

He came to a lift, and at the bottom of the elevator was a large magic stone, crystal clear and shining with a different kind of light.

"Lance, you're here......" The wizard's voice ethereated from above, as if surprised. The entire wizarding tower was under his control, and the moment Lance shouted the spell and walked into the Moonlight Tower, Amman knew everything.

He was only surprised that Lance was here for some reason.

But after all, there was a teacher-student relationship for half a year, Amman sighed a little and said, "Come up." ”

Lance respectfully stepped up the lift.

The elevator rumbled, the magic stone at the bottom glowed, and with the sound of chains clinking, the machine began to rise steadily.

"It's amazing, the power of magic can also simulate technology. "With Lance's current knowledge of spells, he only knows that it is the magic stone underneath that provides energy for this elevator. From the perspective of the wizarding world, this magic stone is not pure, and its value is average, but it is just right to use it as a power for some magical devices.

The Moonlight Tower has six floors, and Amman generally conducts witchcraft experiments on the fifth floor. Wizards are always diligent, although Lance got up early, but Amman obviously got up earlier, Lance reached the fifth floor, and found that the teacher was already conducting an experiment.

"Diligence! only diligence!" Seeing this scene, Lance's heart was greatly touched: "If you want to become a wizard above the worldly power, talent is a must, but diligence is also indispensable. ”

"Fox, what is the minimum sleep my current body can withstand!?" Lance asked in his mind.

"Between your physique, six hours of sleep a day, according to the fox's calculations, is the shortest sleep you can currently tolerate. If it is reduced, I am afraid that it will cause some permanent damage to the body that is difficult to repair. The fox quickly calculated the results.

"Well, I'll only sleep six hours a day from now on, no more, no less. Lance silently made a plan and said, "Is there any way to improve my physical fitness quickly?"

This body is so weak, Lance can't help it. It seems that if you want to improve your physical fitness, you can only rely on long-term training, but Lance is obviously not satisfied with this, he wants to improve as soon as possible.

After all, his current physical fitness determines whether he can open those sub-chips at the end of the gene chain, and if he can open some practical chips, then he will not only increase in strength, but also be beneficial to the study of magic.

"There is no way for the time being, the rules of this world are different from the earth, and the fox is currently trying to collect the information of this world world. In the process, if you find a way to improve your physical fitness, the fox will definitely come up with it. However, this requires you to give me permission to scan my surroundings with the help of my vision, touch, hearing, and smell systems. The fox said.

"No problem, all permissions, all for you. It is important to quickly build up the basic database of this world. Lance made the decision without hesitation.

From Lance's memory, it can be concluded that this is a world where the law of the jungle eats the strong. His father, the Viscount, is a strong man who ignites the fire, so he can shade one side. And the son of the eldest lady, who is her brother Griffin, also inherited his father's talent, and is very promising to light the fire and become a golden swordsman. In the territory, although there is a viscount who will protect him, relying on his own strength to survive makes Lance feel uneasy.

He had to increase his strength quickly.

Once the authorization was complete, the fox began to scan and collect information on everything that Lance came into contact with. As for Lance himself, he waited respectfully from the sidelines, Amman obviously forgot about this disciple when he started the experiment, and the old wizard was so busy that Lance could only wait quietly.

Four hours later, the sun was high and Lance, with an empty stomach, finally waited for Amman to raise his head.

The old wizard put down the test at hand, and the result of the test made him satisfied, and he said to his disciple with a pleasant face, "Lance, why did you come so early today?"

This is nonsense, in fact, Amman does not know what to say, after all, the Viscount made the decision to send Lance to the ascetic camp last night after consulting his opinion. He could only have sympathy and pity for his disciple, and he could do nothing else.

Lance smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I'm just here to see you, teacher." By the way, there is one more thing I would like to ask you about. ”

"I'm afraid this kid doesn't know how much he will suffer in the ascetic camp after a while!" Amman sighed in his heart, and the pity in his eyes became heavier: "Anyway, if there is anything I can do to help, I will not refuse." ”

Lance said solemnly, "Teacher, I want to learn the rune of the secondary meditation technique again. ”

Upon hearing this request, Amman was a little displeased: "Lance, I thought that after what happened last night, you should be dead to your talent. ”

Lance begged, "Teacher, give me one more chance, I really only need the last chance." ”

Amman frowned and said, "What's the use of teaching you again? You have to know that the runes of the secondary meditation technique are not something that ordinary people can write, I taught you for half a year, and you didn't succeed in half a year, do you think that as long as I demonstrate it again, I can succeed?"

Lance took a deep breath, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said sincerely: "Teacher, I know that my talent is not good, and I will disappoint you and my father, and I also know that after a while, I will be sent to the ascetic camp, and I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to see you and other family members again in this life." And until then, I just hope you'll give me another chance. I just need one chance. ”

Amman was a little moved.

He picked up Lance, pondered for a moment, and then waved his sleeves and walked to another room: "Follow me." ”

Lance breathed a sigh of relief that the hardest hurdle had finally been over—if Amman hadn't shown him the runes of the Secondary Meditation Technique again, he wouldn't have had a chance to write it down. Because in the memory of the original owner, this rune is simply blank!

For a wizard to cast a spell, there are many complex steps, the first of which is to gather mana. Some people are born with magical powers, and those people are geniuses among wizards. And most wizards were ordinary people with no magical powers. If you want to gather magic, you must rely on meditation.

Meditation itself is a spell, a very special spell - it is special because it is the only spell of all spells that is not powered by magic and relies only on the spiritual power of the wizard to drive it, and it is called a spell because it is like all spells, and it takes three steps to learn and master it.

The first step is to memorize spell runes.

The second step is to use mental power in the brain domain to outline the accurate spell runes.

In the third step, the outlined spell runes are permanently solidified in the brain domain.

After going through these three steps, you can say that you have truly mastered a spell. And memorizing spell runes is only the first step in learning spells.

"This guy has been studying for more than half a year, and he can't even remember a rune, it's really weak!" Lance couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he also knew that spell runes were very different from ordinary words and the like, and only people with enough mental power could memorize them. When ordinary people see spell runes, if they try to forcibly memorize them, they will be unconscious and vomit blood, or they will die violently, all of which are due to their lack of mental power and inability to control spell runes.

And the original owner of this body obviously did not have enough mental strength. This made Lance inevitably a little worried, but he had his own clever plan, as long as he explained it to the teacher again, there should be no problem in that level at night.

At that moment, the two teachers and students entered a study one after the other.

Amman didn't say much, but solemnly took out a hide, which was of very good material and shone in the sun.

"This is Andy's giant mouse's fur, which is a relatively low-grade spell material, and has good adsorption to spell factors, but it is still very precious for low-level wizards. Such memories flashed in Lance's mind, after all, the previous half a year of study by the original owner was not learned in vain, and these knowledge were cheaper than Lance.

"Lance, you're in for a good look. ”

Amman said in a deep voice. Lance hurriedly stood behind the teacher, carefully observing everything, and at the same time he commanded in his heart:

"Record the target rune. ”

"Roger!" the fox began to record. ”

Lance breathed a sigh of relief and stared intently at Amman's every movement.

The old wizard laid out the hide, and then held a black swan quill on the shelf in his hand. He opened a jar of special ink, lightly moistened the magic ink with the end of his pen, and began to concentrate on writing the runes of the secondary meditation technique.