Advancement

Raymond, who wanted to exclude all else and not let other matters affect him, continued to seclude himself in the old castle for four months.

The pursuit of great power, especially the foreseeable growth in power, was Raymond's single-minded intrinsic motivation.

The external factor was the mastery of the level 0 spell, which opened a door in front of Raymond, a door leading to the path of wizardry.

The wizard's book spread out on the table was covered with a thin layer of dust. Emerging from meditation, Raymond felt extremely tired, and everything in his vision was blurred. He felt like he was about to faint from exhaustion.

His feet felt like they were stepping on cotton, and the powerless Raymond struggled to the door. As soon as he opened the door to the dark room, Raymond collapsed headlong onto the carpet in the bedroom, surrounded by darkness before his eyes.

Raymond didn't know how long it had been when he regained his senses. His mouth was filled with a sweet taste.

It was warm and sweet. He could hear light breathing sounds like panting in his ears.

Opening his eyes slowly, Raymond saw his personal maid Omily sitting in front of him after his blurred vision recovered.

Holding a steaming bowl in her delicate little hands, she was blowing on the ladle carefully, completely absorbed and unaware that Raymond had awakened.

Smacking his lips, the sweet fragrance in Raymond's mouth seemed to be a liquid food made of syrup and cereal.

There was some warmth in his belly, and his strength had recovered somewhat. The hungry Raymond reached out and took the little bowl Omily was holding, quickly pouring everything in the bowl into his mouth.

It was a little hot. After drinking everything in the bowl, along with a surge of heat entering his body, Raymond finally felt the severe weakness in his body.

Omily, startled by Raymond, almost spilled the juice in the ladle on him. But seeing Raymond wolfing it down, Omily smiled, first wiping the corners of Raymond's mouth with a napkin before helping him sit up and grumbling reproachfully.

It turned out that this time Raymond had locked himself in the room for over a week. The loyal black bear still firmly carried out his orders, so no one could approach Raymond's room, let alone know what had happened to him in the dark room.

Not until yesterday when Raymond walked out and collapsed unconscious on the ground did the black bear issue an alarm roar to inform the people in the old castle of Raymond's condition.

"Master Raymond, you must take care of your body. The doctor diagnosed that you fainted from hunger. Fortunately, the butler also knew your situation; otherwise, we little maids would have suffered..."

Omily's tactful advice gave Raymond a warm feeling.

Along with five bowls of sugar porridge entering his belly, Raymond's spirit also recovered slightly. This long period of meditation frightened him while making him feel greatly rewarded.

Because in meditation, the body's loss of strength was very slow. So Raymond usually stayed in the dark room for about three days.

But this time before entering the dark room, Raymond faintly felt that the last symbol could be mastered by him. After successfully memorizing this symbol, Raymond was suddenly inspired to stay in the room for a whole week.

And this time, with the help of the chip, Raymond succeeded in maintaining his body frequency consistent with the outside world for a short time. Although the effect was not very significant, such success foreshadowed a great improvement in the effects of future meditation.

And after memorizing all twenty-one wizard meditation symbols, under the chip's monitoring, the speed at which his body absorbed energy particles suddenly increased rapidly. The moment of energy particle explosion that Raymond had longed for came again.

Exactly the same as what had happened in the carriage last time, the sudden energy particle explosion alerted the chip.

Remaining calm, under the chip's close monitoring, Raymond thoroughly absorbed the sudden burst of radiation power. Although the concentrated radiation power only lasted for three minutes, it still gave Raymond great benefits.

Taking advantage of Omily going to prepare a meal for him, Raymond eagerly had the chip display his body data.

In the 3D human model that appeared in his vision, Raymond's body had become a weak radiation source. After greedily absorbing the radiation explosion, Raymond's body data increased sharply.

"Raymond: Strength 1.1, Agility 0.7, Stamina 1.2, Spirit 3.4, Mana 6.1. Genes: Improving. Physical condition: Weakness."

The three basic values of his body had increased, and his spirit had increased directly by half, while his mana value had also increased to over 6.

After checking his body data, Raymond reviewed the chip's monitoring records of his meditation. The chip's statistics showed that in Raymond's meditation records over the past six months, time was not a necessary condition for the effect of meditation but an auxiliary.

Only when entering deep meditation did the body's radiation frequency remain completely consistent with the environment.

Maintaining the same frequency resonance between the body and the environment was the most efficient time for meditation, almost doubling the absorption rate.

However, how to keep the body's radiation frequency consistent with the environment could not currently provide a reference for improving Raymond's meditation efficiency due to insufficient evidence collected by the chip.

The second spell taught by the human-shaped shadow Hailim in the basement was still in the chip's reasoning process and would probably take a day to determine that there were no problems with this spell before Raymond could start learning it.

However, the description given by the chip for this new spell was similar to what Hailim had said, an offensive spell.

After checking all the data he had to grasp, Raymond fell into contemplation.

A successful meditation could allow one to spend a week unconsciously. Raymond's understanding of wizards as life forms had increased by another new understanding.

It seemed that the passage of time was inevitable yet serious for wizards.

And the level 1 spell that Hailim taught, relying solely on the chip's powerful computing ability, would take a day to deduce the result. For people in this world without the help of chips, learning a new spell was likely to take much more frightening time.

And this was only level 1. There might be level 2, level 3...

Raymond, slowly frowning, quickly drove these thoughts that were not yet related to him out of his mind and turned to look at his personal maid Omily, who was setting the table.

Her pink skirt and slender, rounded calves radiated an ivory luster. Her plump and curved buttocks reminded Raymond of the slippery feel he had touched last time...