Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1294: Chapter 517: Good Ending and Bad Ending_3

"I need a night to consider."

He finally said:

"Tomorrow morning, I’ll give you a definite answer."

"Of course." Vinard expressed understanding:

"Such a significant decision indeed requires careful thought."

He stood up, tapping his mechanical hand lightly on the console:

"You can stay in the academy’s guest room tonight.

There is a complete database there, and you can look up any information you are interested in."

As night fell, three stars slowly sank in the emerald sky.

Ron stood alone on the guest room’s balcony, gazing at the Tree of Life, still radiantly shining in the night.

The entire colony appeared more dreamlike at night.

Various luminous plants twinkled like stars, and the harmonious melody in the air became even softer.

But his heart was filled with chaotic thoughts.

Before making a final decision, he still had an entire night to weigh all possibilities.

.........

Late at night, Ron sat alone in the guest room, with the astrology tools taken from his Storage Bag placed in front of him.

The Crystal Ball emitted a soft glow under the moonlight, and the precise scales of the Star Disc Instrument reflected the Magic Lamp’s dim light in the room.

He needed an answer, or rather, a direction.

"Blessing of the Apocalypse, now is the time to prove your worth."

He whispered to himself, gently stroking the surface of the Crystal Ball.

As magic power infused it, the Crystal Ball began to reveal the reflection of a starry sky inside.

The [Astrology] skill was fully activated, and Ron’s consciousness began to resonate with information flow from higher dimensions.

But this time, the subject of divination was extremely chaotic.

The future of the Stoker Star, the three factions’ power struggles, his own position among them...

Every variable was filled with uncertainty, and every choice would trigger a chain reaction.

The constellations inside the Crystal Ball began to change.

But what appeared were not clear prophetic images, but three overlapping constellation patterns:

The first was the "Hammer of Steel."

Representing conquest and destruction, the main star in the constellation was exceptionally bright, but the surrounding secondary stars appeared dim.

The second was the "Ring of Fusion."

Symbolizing harmony and coexistence, the entire constellation displayed a balanced light distribution, but each star appeared somewhat blurred.

The third was the "Eye of Concealment."

Hinting at deeper secrets and unknown threats, this constellation seemed to flicker, elusive.

"The Molten Fire Duke, our side, and that mysterious Furnace Maker..."

Ron interpreted the meanings of the constellations, but the [Blessing of the Apocalypse] did not provide a clear prediction of victory or defeat.

On the contrary, the three constellations continuously alternated in the Crystal Ball, seemingly suggesting the situation’s complex changes.

Just as he was about to end the divination, a fourth constellation suddenly appeared—"Lamp of the Scholar."

This constellation was located at the intersection of the three, not the brightest, but the most stable.

The light of the other constellations fluctuated, only the Lamp of the Scholar maintained a gentle and continuous glow.

"It’s somewhat vague, this result..."

Ron gazed thoughtfully at this image:

"Astrology didn’t hint at who will win, just advised me on how to position myself."

"Regardless of how intense external conflicts are, the scholar’s essence—spreading knowledge, inspiring wisdom—remains the most stable foundation."

After finishing the divination, he took out the "Extraordinary Comprehensive Guide."

The book sensed his summoning, and the giant eye on the cover slowly opened as the pages began to turn automatically.

"Having trouble with decisions again?"

The familiar teasing voice echoed in the room:

"Let me guess, it’s about that ’subtle but unworkable’ Vinard and his grand plan?"

"You already know?"

Ron was somewhat surprised, but immediately remembered the special nature of this book.

It was not just a vessel of knowledge, but an extension of the King of Absurdity’s will.

"Of course I know."

The pages turned, revealing a satirical illustration:

A chef in an apron (clearly Vinard’s image) was busy in the kitchen.

On the countertop in front of him were three different ingredients, labeled "Conquest," "Fusion," "Mystery."

"Vinard, that old-school man, finally learning to make a ’civilization feast.’

But his skills are still very raw, always wanting to prepare all the ingredients perfectly before starting to cook."

In the illustration, the chef Vinard was looking at the ingredients in hesitation, picking up "Conquest" one moment, putting it down, then picking up "Fusion."

"And you, little one, your current situation is like being invited to become this chef’s assistant."

The pages turned, the scene became a full view of the kitchen:

"You can choose to fully commit and help him complete this ’civilization feast’;

Or you can choose to only handle a small part of the work, like washing vegetables and chopping, maintaining relative independence."

"So what’s your suggestion?"

"Suggestion? I never give suggestions."

"Extraordinary Comprehensive Guide" rolled its eyes, quickly opting out itself:

"I only provide perspectives for observation.

Do you want to hear a fable about ’the chef and the apprentice’?"

Without waiting for Ron to respond, a new story appeared on the pages:

"Once upon a time, there was a master chef with exquisite skills. He decided to make a dish that no one had ever attempted before—’The Destiny Soup Stewed with Time.’

This dish required three extremely precious ingredients, each with the potential to bankrupt the chef."

"The master chef brought in a clever apprentice, hoping he could help.

The apprentice faced two choices:

Become the chef’s partner, sharing in the rewards of success and the cost of failure;