Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1386: Chapter 545: The Creator’s Approval (Part 3)

This also surprised him somewhat; being able to explore with teammates meant there was much more to be done...

As the Land of Mirrors crumbled completely, Ron’s perception of the real world returned to his consciousness.

He found himself still sitting in the dorm of Green Ring No.2.

The "Extraordinary Comprehensive Guide" in front of him was quietly closed, as if everything just now was merely a splendid dream.

However, the heavy feeling of the silver pocket watch on his chest, and the glowing "sand table interface" in his mind both reminded him:

This was definitely not an illusion.

He immediately began to tally the huge gains from this adventure:

Apart from the "Three Dog Bond Combination" which would provide great assistance in combat.

The three-phase skills that advanced ancient Alchemy were all profoundly understood with clear paths for improvement.

Skills such as "Alchemy", "Enchantment", "Rune Magic" and others benefited greatly, the mysteries of alchemy and runes becoming unprecedentedly clear in his eyes.

The experience points of "Advanced Magic Potion Making (Mastery)" were rapidly increasing, almost reaching the ceiling of that level;

The difficulty of breaking through "Magic Potion Professor" was almost completely solved.

The third condition "Create at least one original Magic Potion Formula" was now no longer a challenge for him.

Under the guidance of the philosophy taught by Hephis, he was able to "listen" to the voice of herbs and "understand" the desires of elements, thereby creating potions with genuine life energy.

The only thing that required time was the fourth condition:

Train five students to the level of Alchemist.

However, his students in the elite team were progressing quite fast.

At the current speed, it was estimated that after half a year’s time, he could provide focused guidance and at least foster the birth of two professional alchemists.

Meanwhile, when multiple related skills approached the maximum experience points of "Mastery" level, the professional panel hinted at a new possibility for him:

"Notice:

It has been detected that you possess multiple skills approaching the maximum experience value of "Mastery" level; you may attempt "Expert Skill Fusion"

"Expert Skill Fusion:

This is the critical step from "mastery" to "pioneering";

It requires you to integrate knowledge from various domains to create your unique system"

"Fusion Conditions:

You must have at least two related skills at "Mastery" level with maximum experience points;

Along with a profound "opportunity" or "insight" to ignite the spark of fusion"

These opportunities and insights might have taken years or even decades of hard practice to discover previously.

Yet, with the "sand table game" granted by Hephis, this problem became relatively easy to solve.

In the accelerated virtual world, he could perform countless experiments, failures, reflections, and re-experiments...

In the shortest time, accumulating experiences and insights that ordinary people need a lifetime to acquire.

Just as he was immersed in planning his future development path, a crackling sound broke the room’s silence.

The figure of the hunter Saklang slowly emerged from the rift.

His eyes, weathered by the years, were filled with hostility as they locked onto the projected phantom of Carlos from the pocket watch.

The confrontation of the two hunters was like a clash of blades, the air filled with a tension as taut as a drawn sword.

"I smell the scent of schemer." Saklang roared, a low, thunderous growl:

"Young hound, do you think pledging to a new master can erase your past?"

"And I see a fossil who will only shrink back."

Carlos’s voice came from the pocket watch, filled with undisguised contempt:

"Saklang, your ’experience’ and ’wisdom’ are merely synonyms for fear."

The hostility between the two Time Hounds surged like a tide, almost tearing the air of the room apart.

"Human."

Saklang ignored Carlos’s taunts, directly turned to Ron, and his eyes gleamed with complex lights:

"Your feats of defeating three elite hounds have spread like wildfire across the tributaries of the Time River."

"You are no longer the insignificant name that can be easily hunted.

Now, those younger and weaker ones will no longer risk their lives trying to find you."

His words implied—those who dare to come in the future are most likely elite hounds with absolute confidence in themselves.

Ron nodded, already mentally prepared for this outcome.

Reputation is a double-edged sword:

It can bring respect and opportunities, but also attracts stronger foes and more complex challenges.

"Allow me to propose a rather pragmatic strategy."

Carlos’s voice smoothly entered the conversation:

"Directly hunting our kind has indeed become low probability now."

"However, other historians and astrologers also explore the Time River for various research. And they..."

The hunter’s tone took on a cold edge: "Are utterly defenseless."

Ron raised an eyebrow, keenly perceiving the deeper meaning behind this proposal.

"Make them the bait."

Carlos explained his logic with the precision of analyzing a math problem:

"Let the radicals hunt these ’soft targets’.

When the hounds are fully engaged in battle, relaxing their vigilance to the surrounding environments, we will emerge from the shadows as the true hunters."

"The advantage of this strategy is:

We not only gain new trophies, but also eliminate the threat of those radicals."

"It can be described as a perfect plan achieving three objectives at once."

Saklang was utterly stunned after hearing these words.

"This... this bears a shocking resemblance to Erica’s plan back then."

The old hound’s voice began to tremble:

"Except Erica chose to make herself the bait, while you..."

He looked at Ron, then at the pocket watch imprisoning Carlos’s wisdom, and sighed deeply and exhaustedly.

"The path this new master walks feels... rather familiar."

That familiarity poured over Saklang’s heart like ice water.

History always repeats itself, only the roles and details differ slightly.

Erica once used herself as bait and eventually dragged the entire Time Hound clan into the brink of extinction.

Now Ron proposes using others as bait, and this similarity makes Saklang feel mocked by fate’s irony.

Perhaps, the thinking patterns of the strong possess some kind of universality.

They always conceive the most efficient, ruthless, and also the most perilous solutions.