Lu Shi stared blankly at her hands.

It failed.

The spell failed.

So casting spells can fail!

This was the first time Lu Shi had experienced the feeling of failure in interpreting the Dharma.

Healing spells were the most frequently used spells by the previous owner over the more than ten years from awakening to reaching the intermediate level. The body had developed muscle memory for it, making it impossible for the spell to fail.

It is a mid-level healing group healing spell. After its predecessor advanced to the mid-level, it took less than three days from learning it to practicing it, and the number of times it was successfully cast was only a few.

Now that I, a complete idiot when it comes to magic, am suddenly asked to cast a mid-level healing spell, it would be a miracle if I didn't fail.

Looking at the injured person groaning in pain on the ground.

Lu Shi checked her own panel.

Current soul weight: 66g

[Current unabsorbed soul weight: 164G]

Current Warcraft Soul Weight: 6G

...

Regarding healing spells, Lu Shi had always believed that single-target healing was sufficient and there was no need to waste soul weight, but the current situation...

Oh well, I'll just consider it making up for my mistake.

Lu Shixin's thoughts stirred slightly.

"Little Commander, add some points to the healing spells too. Just keep enough soul weight for casting intermediate spells (50G), burn the rest."

The panel expands.

[You begin meditating. After burning 16g of your own soul weight, your healing spells remain at the intermediate level, but you have become more proficient in using them, seemingly gaining new insights. However, these insights are insufficient to reach a higher level...]

Healing (Intermediate)

Magical skills: Healing spell, Group Healing spell

...

As expected, the soul weight was insufficient to advance to a higher level.

However, it's enough for now.

Lu Shi gently closed her eyes and placed her hands together in front of her chest.

Upon hearing Xiaotongtong's notification, her eyes snapped open, a faint white light flashing in her pupils—a symbol of healing power.

His hands flew across the star map, as if he had done it a thousand times before.

Group therapy

A soft yet powerful white light emanated from Lu Shi, gradually spreading to everyone in the temporary resettlement area.

The white light was warm and bright, like the rising sun or a mother's gentle embrace, making people feel incredibly comfortable and peaceful.

Under the white light, the injured people's complexions gradually regained their color, and their breathing became steady and strong.

The burns and abrasions on my body slowly healed under the soothing white light, and the pain gradually disappeared.

The dazzling white light of the group healing spell attracted everyone present. They all gazed at Lu Shi, who seemed like a fairy bestowing blessings upon all living beings, with eyes full of admiration, appreciation, and gratitude.

Seeing everyone's injuries gradually recover, Lu Shi smiled faintly, her heart filled with relief and satisfaction.

It feels so good to help others!

Many of the injured people's families also came to Lu Shi's side and thanked her repeatedly.

Just as the atmosphere was getting lively.

Screams erupted again from the crowd.

The flames on the burning building were completely extinguished. It turned out that someone in the air had cast a high-level ice spell, Extreme Frost, instantly freezing the 50-meter-tall building—a true miracle.

Then, a tall figure descended from the sky. Behind him were a pair of wings made of azure light, the signature spell of a high-level wind mage.

Wings of the Wind

"Young lady, your skill in casting white magic is quite impressive. The effects of your skills are also very powerful. Not bad, not bad at all," the old man praised.

As he finished speaking, the wings of wind behind him slowly disappeared.

But the old man's expression suddenly changed, and he asked in a harsh voice, "There isn't a white mage this strong in N County. Judging from your age, you should be Lu Shi, the white mage transferred from the capital. Now that you're in N County, why haven't you reported to the N County Magic High School?"

"Huh? Who are you?" Lu Shi asked, puzzled.

"I am Feng Tianxiao, the principal of N County Magic High School. I saw your transfer order with my own eyes, and it was specifically instructed by that Jiang family brat," Feng Tianxiao said proudly.

"Jiang Kuanglan." The name surfaced in Lu Shi's memory.

It was through connections made by this young master of the Jiang family that the predecessor was tricked into going to N County.

Thinking of this person, Lu Shi felt that if she had the chance in the future, she would definitely take his place and teach him a good lesson.

If he's an evil person, he wouldn't hesitate to kill and absorb souls directly.

Seeing Lu Shi lower her head and remain silent, Feng Tianxiao assumed that she had admitted her mistake and continued, "Considering that you saved so many people today, I will not hold your late arrival against you. Come to the school to find me at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I will arrange your classes."

Upon hearing this, Lu Shi finally realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Principal Feng, no! Commander Zhang told me not to go to school. Now that you're giving this order, whose orders should I listen to?"

“Zhang Junshang? What’s that kid up to?” Feng Tianxiao muttered to himself, then looked up and said loudly after a moment of silence, “I’ll handle Zhang Junshang. You’d better report to school on time tomorrow morning. If you don’t show up, all your salary and subsidies will be canceled, and you’ll have to pay a penalty for breach of contract.”

Lu Shi's face darkened at the mention of money.

What? Wasn't it just that not going to school meant no salary? How come now we have to pay compensation?

What kind of unfair contract is this?

When money was mentioned, Lu Shi immediately put on a pitiful look and hurriedly explained, "Principal Feng, I didn't know anything before I was transferred here. No one even told me how much my salary and subsidies would be. This poor little girl was tricked into coming here by Jiang Kuanglan! Waaah! Please forgive me!"

Cry, cry as hard as you can.

Tears are a beautiful woman's most powerful weapon.

Watch me squeeze out a little bit.

However, Lu Shi's performance did not win Feng Tianxiao's favor, but it made the onlookers on the sidelines unable to bear it.

Because Lu Shi had just used a group healing spell to save so many people, the onlookers began to speak up for Lu Shi, and some even dared to secretly criticize Principal Feng for being domineering.

"Quiet." A gust of wind emanated from Feng Tianxiao, causing the surrounding crowd to take several steps back.

This powerful aura silenced everyone.

When a magician is enraged, ordinary people dare not provoke him.

"Little girl. The teachers at my N County Magic High School have always had the best salaries. Especially since you're a practical instructor. Our standard salary here is: 3,000 a day for teaching theoretical classes at school. For leading practical training, it's 10,000 to 30,000 a day, depending on the number of students and the level of danger. Special cases will be calculated separately. At the same time, all the necessary subsidies will be provided."

Upon hearing this string of numbers, Lu Shi's eyes seemed to gleam with the light of money.

It's important to know that most ordinary working-class people here only earn three thousand a month.

"You should have said so earlier! Principal Feng, hurry up and get Zhang Junshang on your side. I will definitely report to the school on time tomorrow."

That anxious attitude was completely different from his pitiful appearance just now.

Feng Tianxiao was a little confused by this fickle woman and was about to introduce her again.

"Woof woof".

A dog barking came from a distance.

Lu Shi spotted the Labrador she had met once before from afar.

It was barking wildly as it charged toward him.

Even the burly male owner behind them could barely hold him back.

Lu Shi's heart tightened, and she quickly said goodbye to Feng Tianxiao.

They slipped away and made a hasty retreat.

...

Quietly returning to her small room in the Magic Association, Lu Shi lay sprawled on the bed, finally relaxing her tense mood.

First, check the weight of the soul.

Current soul weight: 50g

[Current unabsorbed soul weight: 164G]

Current Warcraft Soul Weight: 6G

...

Alas, the weight of my soul has returned to its initial state overnight.

Fortunately, we have a lot more spare inventory, so let's speed up the conversion process.

Having witnessed the power of the Shadow Envoy, Lu Shi felt a strong sense of urgency.

These are actually seventy-three and seventy-five!

There are still so many numbers above.

If the next number is even higher, I might lose my life.

Lu Shi didn't want this journey in the magical world to end so soon.

Moreover, the Kunlun Mirror fragments were something the Shadow Demon Society wanted, but since Little Scissors ate them, it's possible they might find a way to get their hands on them.

Cultivation, cultivation.

No, it's a transformation, a conversion.

We need to become stronger quickly.

For the next night, Lu Shi began to endure the pain.

The transformation only stops when one feels they have reached their limit and can no longer tolerate it. Then, a process of mental purification and healing is performed.

Regardless of whether the treatment is effective or not, it's necessary to use it even if it's just for psychological comfort.

After continuous efforts and working until 4 a.m., Lu Shi finally completed the two transitions.

Successfully converted 50G of soul weight.

For the first time, the weight of his own soul also reached three digits... 100G.

Happy, confetti, time for bed.

The next day, Lu Shi opened her eyes.

What started as excitement turned into terror.

Because she overslept!

Looking at the clock that shows eight o'clock.

Lu Shi sighed:

Oh no, I'm late on my first day.