Chapter 132 - 92: Forbidden Angels, Great Progress
Even if Mr. Mo Ning seemed to have a powerful background, getting an answer in just a few minutes was still a bit too fast, wasn’t it?
The Dazed Girl couldn’t help but ask, "Was the Warm Sun Furnace approved too?"
Her teacher’s warning echoed in her ears: the list of requested items had to be precise. You could ask for less, but never more, otherwise it would certainly be rejected.
The reviewing Wizards had incredibly sharp eyes. Your little schemes would never escape their notice, so you shouldn’t even think about using the opportunity to grab something extra.
When her teacher spoke of those two certainties, his enunciation had been particularly heavy.
Sitting there, she had completely believed his words.
Mo Ning nodded. "Of course!"
Reina’s eyelid twitched several times.
Once again, the experience her teacher had imparted was mercilessly overturned in Mr. Mo Ning’s presence.
Anya glanced at Mo Ning and thought, ’Auntie Nasha was right. The Rose Council’s Rose Judge holds Mo Ning in unusually high regard.’
Rose Judge—it was the nickname of the Second Level Wizard, Yi Lin.
According to the gossip the Noble Lady had heard from Auntie Nasha, the nickname came from two of Lady Yi Lin’s signature, powerful Second Level Witchcrafts.
They were—Rose World and Eye of Judgment.
The former was said to be a large-scale, area-of-effect witchcraft. Upon casting, countless blood-red roses would bloom within a radius of several hundred meters.
The latter was the pinnacle of single-target attacks, a reportedly terrifying soul-type witchcraft. The Caster had to use their own eyes to cast it. Wherever their gaze fell, judgment would descend.
Because Eye of Judgment placed an extreme strain on the eyes, each casting caused irreversible damage to the eyeball.
Therefore, Lady Yi Lin had a mechanical eye installed, replacing her original left eye.
Within Black Tower Academy, these two witchcrafts were renowned.
Even among Second Level Wizards, few could withstand the combined assault of these two witchcrafts.
Mo Ning paid no mind to the Dazed Girl’s astonishment. He immediately made a decision. "I’ll send you some funds for the experiment first, then transfer the equipment to you later."
His fingertip lightly brushed over the Guiding Ring as he began to operate his personal account.
Soon, Anya felt a cool sensation from her Guiding Ring as messages began to arrive:
[Fund Change Notification: Serial No. 7-118-238, Anya.]
[Your account has received 100 Black Tower Points. Current balance: 191 Black Tower Points.]
The Noble Lady’s eyes widened.
’One hundred Black Tower Points? Mo Ning is so generous!’
This number far exceeded the Noble Lady’s expectations.
Anya was suddenly struck by a sense of unreality. In just half a day, 140 Black Tower Points had been deposited into her Guiding Ring account.
She had no doubt she was now the wealthiest of the new arrivals, second only to Mo Ning himself.
A moment later, Reina let out a surprised "WOW!"
She had also received a fund change notification from her Guiding Ring:
[Your account has received 50 Black Tower Points. Current balance: 90 Black Tower Points.]
The Dazed Girl felt the same sense of unreality.
She had toiled in the Steel Bamboo Forest for an hour just to earn a meager 2 points, yet now she’d effortlessly earned 50 points just by sitting in the Cold Pine Forest for half an hour.
Her teacher had told her time and again that earning money at the academy was hard work.
Reina now realized that what her teacher, one of the Old Black Tower People, had said wasn’t necessarily true.
She gleefully stroked her Guiding Ring. In a voice dripping with honey, she offered some fawning praise, "Mr. Mo Ning, your generosity could make the sun itself dim!"
Mo Ning was completely unmoved by the saccharine flattery that was practically dripping with honey.
He looked at the Dazed Girl and asked, "Your first mentor on the Wizard’s path was a Second Level Apprentice who left the academy a long time ago. His name is Buck, right?"
The academy didn’t forbid Apprentices from leaving.
According to the academy’s rules, after a newcomer condensed their first Spirit Ring, they had to sign a Black Tower Agreement, pledging to serve the academy for thirty years.
Once the agreement expired, an Apprentice was free to come and go. The academy welcomed those who wished to stay and didn’t force those who wished to leave.
Even so, very few Apprentices chose to leave. Over ninety-nine point nine percent of them would renew their Black Tower Agreement.
Because the resources controlled by the academy were simply too abundant.
After leaving the academy, obtaining the same resources would require paying a much greater price.
But some Apprentices with poor aptitude, knowing they had no hope of advancement, were willing to return to the world of ordinary people to live out their later years in peace.
Buck was one of them.
He was a Second Level Apprentice. The maximum lifespan for a Second Level Apprentice was typically 200 years, and at 148, Buck had long since given up hope of advancing to Third Level Apprentice.
All of this was information that the ever-thoughtful Anya had coaxed out of Reina and subsequently reported to Mo Ning.
Reina blinked and nodded emphatically. "Yes, Buck is my teacher."
The Dazed Girl was quick-witted. She sensed something unusual in Mo Ning’s question.
She immediately asked, "Mr. Mo Ning, do you have something you need Teacher Buck to do?"
Mo Ning nodded. "Yes."
He knew full well that Reina would tell Buck about him, so he decided to simply pull the man into his inner circle.
An old, worldly-wise apprentice could still be of great use if employed correctly.
And since Old Buck operated outside the academy’s system, he could help Mo Ning with many... inconvenient tasks.
Instead of immediately stating the specific task, Mo Ning changed the subject: