Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 816

Chapter 813 I came to help you.

Locke asked Wizard Bill for documents on the Rose Council’s past zombie projects and failed projects. Wizard Bill paused, then looked at Locke, puzzled, “What do you want to see these for?”

“They’re just the work of losers. Anything gained from the work of losers is also part of the failure.”

“Alright, wait a minute, I’ll find some high-quality ones for you.”

Wizard Bill quickly handed Locke a stack of documents.

Locke thanked him and turned to the reading area, while Bill called out behind him, “You can eat at the Witch’s Kitchen on Rose Street behind the Rose Council, the food is especially good.”

“Witch Lana is a major shareholder there, the price will be different if you eat there.”

…

Two weeks later, while searching for the Rose Council’s zombie projects, Locke found a magical plant development project that caught his eye.

“A first-ring magical plant of the campaign level?”

Locke smiled and said, “Only a wizarding university of the Rose Council’s size could get a project application approved by this kind of internal funding.”

The words “first-ring magical plant” and “campaign-level weapon” sounded somewhat ridiculous.

After all, a wizarding organization that needs a first-ring magical plant as a combat-grade weapon certainly wouldn’t have enough funds to purchase and maintain it, or even be able to gather enough wizards to use and research it.

Conversely, a wizarding organization capable of operating such a plant wouldn’t need a first-ring magical plant as a combat-grade weapon.

This project was developed by a crystallization-stage breeder within the Rose Council. However, the funding he applied for for this project wasn’t a first-ring fund, but rather a special internal fund worth 100,000 magic stones.

It seemed to be a “most beautiful project” fund established by the Rose Council, distributing to ten people annually.

Unlike other wizarding academies, the Rose Council has many funds and grants, not established for performance evaluation or research, but to maintain high aesthetic standards.

In other words, the Rose Council has many internal funds; anyone meeting the pursuit of ‘aesthetic’ quality can apply.

Locke, after reviewing numerous materials, discovered that many marginal members or lone wolves within the Rose Council would attempt to apply for this type of internal fund.

It seemed the competition would be less intense.

Of course, these were all scraps that the various academic factions and teams within the Rose Council wouldn’t even consider.

Locke noticed that this first-ring crystallized wizard, after applying for the project, quickly stopped development due to running out of funds; the development work hadn’t even reached 10%.

But Locke noticed it because the project truly caught his eye and might actually be useful to him.

“Dream Flower?”

This was a magical plant based on the first-ring magical plant [Jaeger Rose], attempting to develop a flower that could allow many wizards to simultaneously enter the same dream.

This magical plant flower that allowed multiple people to enter a dream at the same time could make the consciousness of multiple people appear in one dream, and that dream was set as an absolutely beautiful paradise. According to the description in the project application, it was probably a beautiful scene that couldn’t exist in the wizarding world.

Of course, Locke didn’t believe a word of this.

After all, if it wasn’t written like this, it certainly wouldn’t have gotten the university’s funding for the most beautiful project.

Locke glanced at it, his eyes slightly brightening.

“I have basically mastered the core principle of the ritual magic of the Ghostly Holy Church left by the Ghostly Lich in the southeastern corner of the region.”

Mastering the principle and being able to use it are two different concepts.

Just like knowing the principle behind something, being able to solve a problem, and being able to apply it in practice are three different concepts.

Locke lacked a foundation in Ghostly Arts, making it difficult for him to cast such high-level Ghostly Arts spells. Moreover, without the Styx Iron Pillar, the spells of the Ghostly Holy Cult were no different from mathematical model toys.

However, through that spell model, Locke had grasped a lot of information related to the Styx.

At this moment, seeing this Dream Flower, he instantly realized that he could use this Dream Flower, utilizing the characteristics of the Styx, to connect the two in the dimension of consciousness.

In this way, he could achieve this connection without physical contact, utilizing the special property of the Styx—that is, in the Styx plane, the soul is always enveloped by consciousness—using the Dream Flower.

Locke pondered, “Using the Dream Flower to govern the stream of consciousness of the Styx, events that occur in dreams will occur in reality.”

“This is indeed feasible. At least it is feasible in the Styx plane.”

“In this way, the practical significance of this Dream Flower is enhanced.”

Locke looked at the information.

“This wizard couldn’t complete this project, probably because he’s only a first-ring wizard with low-ring thinking. Creating a Dream Flower using a first-ring magical plant is far too difficult. Even if he eventually succeeds, it probably won’t reach the level described in the application.”

“At most, it could only temporarily connect the dreams of a few wizards; that’s limited.”

“No wonder they couldn’t attract any new investment from those who saw potential in this project.”

Locke pondered.

But he was different. He had a higher position and a deeper vision. He knew about the Imaginary Sea and the Imaginary Root. By strengthening the Jaeger Rose with the Imaginary Root, he could easily overcome the problem that this wizard couldn’t overcome: Jaeger’s instantaneous magical energy wasn’t enough to support such a large dream.

Moreover, he was familiar with the River Styx; this Dream Flower would be easier to create within it.

“I can create a Dream Flower and see if it can achieve the effect I envision.”

Locke flipped through the names in the documents.

“Carter Dunn.”

Locke put away the documents, walked up the stairs to Wizard Bill in the library, returned the documents to him, and asked, “Wizard Bill, who is Carter Dunn? Do you know where I can find him?”

Wizard Bill thought for a moment.

“Oh, him? I remember him. Because those documents were records of some failed projects, not very valuable, the projects I gave you are all recent.”

“If this kind of thing is from fifty years ago, then it really is meaningless.”

Locke said softly, “Thank you, Mr. Bill.”

“You are truly a learned, generalist wizard.”

Wizard Bill chuckled. He felt quite pleased to be praised like this by a researcher from Mount Golden Crown, a generalist wizard of the Rose Council.

“Carter Dunn is a Crystallized Wizard,” he said. “I remember him in a research group of a Star Ring Wizard, but he probably wasn’t highly regarded. After all, Crystallized Wizards are everywhere in our Rose Council; there are people lining up to get in.”

“I remember him,” he continued. “He’s a bit dim-witted, not very sociable, and a marginal figure in that research group—not many people paid him any attention or remembered him.”

“If you want to find him, go to the office of Star Ring Wizard Olivia Bell. I think it’s in the White Rose Garden.”

Locke turned and left, his speed startling Wizard Bill, who didn’t have time to stop him.

“Wait… do you have the authority to move around freely within the Rose Council?”

Wizard Bill pondered for a moment, deciding it wasn’t a big problem. After all, the Rose Council was open to the public, and even if other wizards entered, as long as they didn’t go to key laboratories or similar locations, it shouldn’t be a problem.

The Rose Council itself was a huge garden, rated as a 5A-level scenic spot, so many wizards from outside would come to the Rose Council to admire the flowers.

At this moment, Locke followed the location indicated by Wizard Bill and went there.

He quickly entered a garden of white roses. Locke glanced at the garden; because this was the territory of the breeders, most of the wizards in the Rose Council were unaware of his entanglement with the magic weaver, and therefore didn’t recognize him.

Locke wandered through the garden, and after some time, finally found Olivia Bell’s office, which was an open-air garden pavilion, complete with garden baskets and chairs.

It seemed more suitable as a campsite than an office.

Locke was taken aback; a meeting was in progress, so he didn’t go over.

Olivia Bell, as a Star Ring Wizard, was having her First Ring Wizards discuss a group of rose-like magical plants they were developing. The First Ring Wizards were engaged in a heated discussion, their faces animated as they explained the technical challenges. Meanwhile,

Carter Dunn, whom Locke was looking for, was in a much worse situation. He had gradually become a marginal figure in the team, and several of his sentences went unanswered.

Only occasionally would a colleague offer a perfunctory reply.

Carter Dunn appeared to be a young man wearing glasses, dressed simply, while his colleagues’ wizarding robes were a motley collection, appearing extremely elaborate.

Of course, Carter Dunn’s robes were only relatively simple; they still had some basic rose patterns on them.

Carter Dunn mustered his courage, looked at the witch Olivia, and asked, “Lord Bell, I believe we can use a set of magical frequencies, employing a magical resonance cultivation method, to induce a variegated mutation in the Ngodo rose. This would make the rose appear even more beautiful.”

“I’m willing to try, provided you grant me certain resources and the right to use the equipment.”

To Carter Dunn’s embarrassment, the witch Olivia completely ignored him, as if she hadn’t heard him, and spoke up to stop the chaotic discussion below.

The witch Olivia continued, “To cooperate with the Flower Language Masters’ work, I hope everyone can develop an Ngodo rose that can produce a special fluorescence at night as soon as possible.”

“That’s all for today.”

The witch Olivia turned and left.

At the same time, she glanced curiously in Locke’s direction, but didn’t think much of it, because the White Rose Garden was also a tourist area.

A characteristic of the Rose Council was that most of the academy was open to outside wizards; or rather, how could outside wizards appreciate the art if it weren’t open to the public?

She quickly left.

After the crowd had thinned out, Wizard Carter Dunn sat down and sighed. Two first-class wizard apprentices, heads bowed, were cleaning up the remaining trash on the table, not daring to disturb their crystallizing wizard mentor or ask any questions. Carter Dunn

rubbed his temples.

“If this continues, I’ll definitely have to leave.”

“I’m completely marginalized. Lady Olivia doesn’t even say a word to me. How could this be? Five years ago, when I first joined the Rose Council as a contracted lecturer, I wanted to make a name for myself.” “I

‘ve tried everything. Maybe I’m really not suited to stay in the Rose Council.”

Carter said softly, “If I get fired, it’ll look bad on me. Maybe I should leave early? I can just make up an excuse, like taking sick leave or something, which will make it easier for me to find a job.” “

That way, if people ask me, I can still put on a brave face.”

Carter said dejectedly.

“Should I try again? But Ms. Olivia might be telling the truth, my talent is really just average, and my ideas aren’t good either. I’m not suitable to stay in the Rose Council, or even to continue doing research.”

“This might be my limit.”

A figure appeared in front of him, and Locke’s voice came through his ear.

“How could that be? I think you’re still very excellent. Carter Dunn.”

“I need you.”

Carter Dunn was stunned. He had been so careless that he hadn’t even noticed a wizard standing in front of him?

The next moment, Carter Dunn quickly stood up and bowed to Locke, saying, “Greetings, unfamiliar second-circle wizard.”

“I didn’t realize you were approaching and didn’t bow to you in time. Please accept my apologies.”

Carter Dunn noticed the Golden Crown Mountain badge worn by Locke.

Locke said, “Carter Dunn. Let me ask you, do you conduct research to explore the truth, for your own interest, or for fame and fortune, to gain the praise of the world?”

Carter Dunn paused for a moment, then replied to Locke, “My lord. Of course, I strive for the former. From the first day I entered the wizarding world, I have been working hard to explore more truths. Every time I gain knowledge I didn’t know, my heart is filled with joy.”

Locke nodded and said, “So, for you, success is not a necessity, but simply doing it is enough.”

Carter Dunn paused for a moment, then he understood and immediately bowed to Locke, saying, “Thank you for your guidance, my lord.”

“You are right. As long as I can explore the truth, no matter where I am, no matter whether I succeed or not, my heart will be at peace. I don’t really need to care too much about immediate success; I am already satisfied as long as I do my job well.”

Carter Dunn sincerely thanked Locke, and the dejection on his face disappeared.

“My lord, may I ask if you are here for tourism? You came to see me to…”

Under the sunlight, Locke smiled and said, “It’s to sponsor you.”

(End of Chapter)