Chapter 370 Meeting
Guided by the runes on the room card, Jemin quickly found the accommodation assigned to him.
Pushing open the metal door engraved with soundproofing and protective runes, the sight that came into view made him raise an eyebrow slightly.
According to the information on the room cards, each room is equipped with a laboratory, but in reality, it's more like a small area within the laboratory has been carved out as a lounge rather than a laboratory in the room.
More than 90 percent of the space is occupied by a variety of basic but complete experimental equipment—energy sensing matrix, material analyzer, rune inscription station, etc.
The makeshift bed and small washroom in the corner seemed more like mere accessories necessary to meet physiological needs.
“Very wizarding, very practical.” Instead of being dissatisfied, Jemin nodded in agreement.
This is the lifestyle that most wizards, including himself, are truly accustomed to.
He spent most of his time in this way, both in his Golden Garden and in his core laboratory on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane, with rest being merely a necessary adjustment between research breaks.
If it weren't for the fact that prolonged mental strain can reduce learning and research efficiency, many wizards would probably choose to take potions to avoid the need for rest.
He briefly checked the lab's standard equipment, and found that its precision and functionality were above average, sufficient for most non-cutting-edge experiments.
Of course, these were just icing on the cake for him; the main thing was the private equipment he carried in his inner world, which was maintained and upgraded by the black giant priests.
Knowing that there was still some time before the official audience or promotion ceremony with the advisor, Jemin completely gave up the idea of going out for a stroll.
Although the various research projects in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane were being handled by that group of efficient black giant priests, Jemin felt more at ease using his soul contract to remotely review the key data and progress every day.
Besides that, his core task during this break was to digest and absorb the massive amount of knowledge he had purchased, regardless of where he studied.
So he began his "seclusion" right there in this "guest room".
This period of seclusion lasted for three months.
Until a slightly urgent knocking sound with a specific frequency, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, broke the absolute silence in the laboratory and awakened Jemin from his vast sea of spatial theories.
He frowned, reluctantly put down a complex rune structure he was working on, got up, and opened the door.
Viola was outside the door.
She squeezed in unceremoniously, not in a hurry to speak, but instead used her strangely gleaming eyes to scrutinize Jemin from head to toe, as if she were observing some rare specimen.
Jemin was a little confused by her gaze, and took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong, senior?"
Viola clicked her tongue in amazement: "You're a monster! Three whole months! I heard that you really didn't leave the house even once, just stayed here studying the whole time?"
She pointed to the instruments around her that were clearly used frequently: "You finally made it to headquarters, there are so many new and interesting things outside, so many wizards of the same level to talk to, and you're not even tempted?"
Jemin shook his head, his tone flat: "There's a lot of knowledge I want to learn during this break, but I'm not interested in it right now."
"Not interested?" Viola narrowed her eyes suspiciously, took a step closer, and twitched her nostrils as if she were sniffing something.
Then a "I knew it" expression appeared on her face: "I think it's not that you're not interested, but rather that your greatest interest is learning knowledge itself, isn't it?!"
Jemin was taken aback when he heard this, then suddenly realized.
He recalled Viola's unique "law of suffering".
After she came in, she must have subconsciously checked her own emotional fluctuations.
The mental fatigue caused by prolonged high-intensity study and the frustration caused by difficulty in understanding are usually accompanied by varying degrees of "pain".
However, judging from Jemin's own physical sensations, he shouldn't have felt any pain: "Strictly speaking, my greatest interest is not learning knowledge, but improving my strength."
Seeing that Jemin understood her probing, Viola didn't hide it and rolled her eyes: "I've never seen such a freak like you! Is learning as natural to you as breathing, without even a little 'pain'?"
Jemin smiled, not explaining his special status, but changing the subject, "You came all the way to see me, senior, it couldn't just be to confirm if I'm a 'pervert,' right?"
Reminded by him, Viola suddenly slapped her forehead: "I almost forgot the important matter! Mentor Clark just sent word that the master has completed the final preparations and plans to formally meet us disciples and grand-disciples tomorrow."
Jemin's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately grasped the key point: "Is the advisor about to be promoted?"
Viola thought for a moment and shook her head: "It shouldn't be the final moment yet. According to our mentor, this meeting is more like the final adjustment and preparation before the promotion, and also a chance for people from our lineage to get to know each other and become familiar with each other."
"After all, the opportunity to observe the promotion of the eighth level is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The master also hopes that his juniors can be better prepared so that they can learn as much as they can when the time comes."
Jemin nodded, indicating that he understood.
This is similar to a pre-battle rally, which serves to boost morale and clarify the rules.
After finishing her business, Viola watched as Jemin sat back down at the lab table, picked up a knowledge crystal, and prepared to continue his research. Her lips twitched involuntarily.
She felt that Jemin's indifference to his surroundings and his immersion in the ocean of knowledge were becoming more and more like his mentor, Clark, and perhaps even more so.
Undeterred, she secretly used the laws to sense the situation again.
It remains a "pure land," free from any negative emotional fluctuations caused by studying advanced knowledge, only a state of near "peace."
"What a monster..." Viola muttered to herself, but this time her tone was less teasing and more filled with complex emotion and a hint of barely perceptible admiration.
Only those who have truly climbed the peaks of knowledge can understand how heavy the "pain" is brought by the constant mental exhaustion and sense of frustration when trekking along the rugged and steep mountain path of theory.
She... or rather most wizards could force themselves to practice asceticism like Jemin through willpower, but they could never do it so "enjoyably".
"Maybe it won't be long before this guy surpasses me." Viola looked at Jemin's focused profile.
He shook his head, decided not to disturb them any longer, and quietly closed the door before leaving.
(End of this chapter)
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