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In the musty room, vibrant vitality prevailed. With the inexplicable energy fluctuations emanating from Edgar's palms, the plants on the table quickly completed the entire growth process of a plant and were full of abundant fruit.

This plant, common everywhere in the surface world, originally had only rice-sized fruit. But under Edgar's accelerated growth, the final fruit turned out to be as big as beans, and the quantity was extremely exaggerated.

These heavy grains did not wither before the entire plant. Relying only on their weight, they pressed and bent the entire stem of the plant. The whole plant lay prone on the table.

"Although after the great cultivator Edgar's improvement, the harvest time of this crop has become more urgent, its yield effect is unmatched by any food crop," Edgar said with satisfaction, looking at the plant overwhelmed by the plump fruit. "Don't look at the small scale of this Wizard Academy. Here is one of the few affluent areas in the underground world. The food produced here supplies most of the neutral races in the underground world!"

With a humble smile on his face, Raymon sincerely flattered Edgar, but Raymon was shocked.

There was no normal daylight in the underground world. Food was the basis for the survival of any race. No wonder the Sea Wizard Semen on the ship had implied that Raymon choose this Wizard Academy.

Seeing Raymon's shocked expression, Edgar rubbed his hands in satisfaction. Following his fingers, a small cluster of dark red flames sprang from his fingertips and quickly wrapped the whole plant lying on the table, burning it to ashes.

"For the innate spell question you raised, the great cultivator Edgar solemnly advises you," Edgar then answered Raymon's initial question. "Generally, people choose defensive spells before being officially promoted to wizard. This can naturally enhance the power of this innate spell upon promotion."

After explaining the general choice method, the excited Edgar told Raymon that the power of innate spells would accumulate with the increase of one's level. So some wizards chose to constantly use offensive innate spells from the third apprentice level to pursue extreme attack power.

Such wizards were basically invincible at the same level. If you encounter such hostile wizards, you can only escape immediately, otherwise the consequences will be terrible.

When he came to this point, fear appeared on Edgar's face for the first time. His voice became hoarse. "Such extreme wizards, the higher their level, the more terrifying their strength increases accordingly. Because once they surpass a certain level, the power of such innate spells will accumulate to an unimaginable degree! Even if you just pass by them unintentionally or glance at them from a distance, you will be attacked by their innate spells and your flesh will be completely annihilated!"

After speaking, Edgar seemed to have fallen into memories. The fearful expression on his face was like deep despair and extreme panic. Cold sweat kept dripping from his head.

Only Edgar and Raymon's breathing sounds remained in the completely dead room. After a long time, Edgar seemed to wake up abruptly. He stumbled away, looking very tired. "Take good care of these plants. You can go to the library first to read the materials..."

Seeing Edgar's embarrassingly leaving, Raymon guessed that Edgar must have had terrible memories related to such extreme wizards. Although they constantly used offensive spells as innate spells from the third apprentice level, their weaknesses were also too obvious.

Especially in their early growth, extreme wizards lacking self-protection would be very easily killed. Their powerful attack power could cost them their lives before it grew up, with a low-level spell.

Raymon, who directly chose such a spell as innate, quickly rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the room. Edgar's well-intentioned exhortations just now made Raymon feel his care, which moved Raymon.

After cleaning the room and opening the windows to disperse the musty smell, Raymon let the chip conduct the first data record of all the plants on the table. Then he went out to find Edgar's library.

Located at the corner of the stairs, there were more than a dozen rooms of different sizes between this room and Edgar's laboratory. Subtle radiation emanated from the door of each room, indicating that these rooms were protected.

Culture room, seed bank, constant temperature room...

The names hanging on the door frames gave Raymon an insight into these rooms. Raymon could easily push open the doors of these rooms. It seemed that Edgar had changed the access permissions of the rooms.

Moreover, the warning energy field at the entrance to this floor had been moved to the end of the corridor by Edgar. It seemed that he did not want to receive that alarm every time Raymon went up and down the stairs.

"This research maniac probably would not have bothered to move the warning energy field's position if the alarm sound on the stairs was not extremely loud." Raymon narrowed his eyes and secretly summarized Edgar's behavior.

After searching along the corridor, Raymon finally found the library at the end of the corner near Edgar's laboratory. But in this private library of Edgar, there were only a few dozen books, scattered messily on empty bookshelves.

With a faint smile on his face, Raymon sat directly on the floor at the entrance of the library and started reading these books.

Botany, Underground World Plant Encyclopedia, On the Growth Conditions of Rare Plants...

Although most of these books described plant species classification and specialized books on plant cultivation, most of these books made of parchment contained abstruse energy fluctuations, forming an inexplicable energy stance when opened.

Hand-drawn plant atlases, accurate plant introductions, detailed plant classifications and growth conditions...

For these theoretical books, Raymon let the chip conduct a comprehensive copy and store it directly in the chip's database. In this way, the chip's error correction function could also eliminate incorrect descriptions in these books.

But as time slowly passed, a sudden and intense palpitation made Raymon suddenly raise his head.

A little girl in a red dress stood behind the bookshelf in the library, showing only half of her little face, looking at him with inquiring eyes...