Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 45 - : The World Has Never Been Two-Dimensional (Please Follow)

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The World Has Never Been Two-Dimensional (Please Follow)

Academy Hospital

“I’m fine,” said Kevin weakly, his body wrapped in bandages from head to toe.

As the first to come into contact with the curse, Kevin had sustained severe injuries. In just a few seconds, nearly half his body had turned to char, and most of the skin had peeled off. Through the gaps in the bandages, Richard could even see his bright red muscles still pulsating.

“The doctor said my external wounds are easy to handle, but the biggest issue is the loss of life energy. It’ll take a long time to replenish it, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to act as your proxy during this time.”

Richard nodded in silence before adding,

“I’ll take care of this matter. Just focus on recovering. If you want your proxy position back later on, I’ll keep it open for you.”

Kevin managed a weak smile: “Okay, hold that position for me.”

Richard turned and left the patient’s room, with Ali quickly following behind.

“Doctor, how much are the medical expenses for patient in room thirty-two?” Richard asked in a low voice at the hospital’s reception desk.

“Room thirty-two… let me see. Minor Healing Technique, five hundred; Limb Regeneration Technique, one thousand two hundred; Life Energy Supplement, three hundred; the total comes to two thousand Academy Coins. Would you like to pay with paper currency or Magic Stones?”

Richard took a stack of Academy Coins from his chest, counted out twenty, and handed them to the doctor.

Although Kevin’s injuries were a consequence of becoming his proxy, Kevin had been very efficient in collecting materials for him lately. The two had thus developed some rapport.

The two thousand Academy Coins were merely the profit from five bottles of Concentration Potion; paying wasn’t an issue, as he and Kevin would have more long-term cooperation.

After leaving the hospital, Richard headed straight for Central Black Tower.

On the fifty-sixth floor of the Black Tower, Chax was, as usual, lazing around and drinking. But with a loud “bang” as the door opened, he quickly sat up straight.

“Sister, I was researching… Richard? You scared me.”

Seeing who it was, Chax’s body instantly relaxed again.

“Why such a commotion, little brother? Who has upset you?” Then, noticing Ali behind Richard, Chax sat up straight once more.

“Isn’t this Ali? Please, have a seat, have a seat,” Chax said with a welcoming smile.

“Senior brother, I need your help with something,” Richard said as he strode up to Chax, the two separated only by a table, yet Chax could clearly sense his anger.

Chax’s smile faded. “What happened? You seem very upset.”

Richard replied with just two words.

“Curse.”

“Alright, I understand,” Chax stood up and started walking out of the room. “I’ll ask around with a few friends, but I can’t promise any news will come of it.”

Richard followed closely and stuffed a stack of Academy Coins into Chax’s hand.

“Senior brother, you shouldn’t have to spend on this matter. My Potion business is doing quite well at the moment. Please, take the money.”

Chax looked deeply at Richard, pocketed the money, and left the room.

Several hours passed before Chax, a bit unsteady and reeking of alcohol, returned to the room.

“Got a lead in Turn Corner Alley, no idea who specifically,” said Chax, shaking his head. A layer of steam suddenly rose from his body, and once the steam had cleared, the whole room was filled with a rich aroma of alcohol.

“However, there’s a bit of news you might find useful,” Chax said, “Last month, Ulrich’s Alchemy Store didn’t manage to sell all of their Concentration Potions. Their clerks even said that their young master Joseph threw a fit over it. Moreover, someone noticed that shortly after Joseph lost his temper, a person of similar height in black entered the turning alley.”

The implication of Chax’s words was clear: the person who had acted was likely to be Joseph.

“Thanks for the trouble, senior brother.”

Chax waved his hand dismissively, then stuffed a bundle of Academy Coins back into Richard’s hands.

“No big deal, my own apprentice got cursed, how could I, as a senior brother, not help out? This money wasn’t used, take it back.”

“No, senior brother, there’s another favor I need from you,” Richard said, blocking the money.

“What is it?”

Richard pulled a black steel tube with patterns from his waist. The silver-white patterns on the tube shone with the brilliance of magic power.

“I’d like you to fit this into Wuni—into the Death Crow you crafted last time. This end,” he pointed to one end of the tube, “should extend out of its mouth. You shouldn’t have a problem with that, should you, senior brother?”

After imagining the description provided by Richard, Chax replied:

“No problem, just a minor operation. Although, senior brother, I must remind you not to act rashly. If you’re caught red-handed within the Academy, it will make things difficult for the teachers, and no one can escape the bloody exam. You can take action during the test, there’s no rush.”

If a fight were to break out within the campus, mere moments of entanglement would be enough for the Academy Inspectors to intervene. As a Wizard Descendant and a formal Apprentice of an Alchemy Wizard, Joseph would certainly not lack defensive magic equipment.

For Richard to achieve a fatal strike was practically impossible.

Moreover, even if he managed a fatal strike, Richard could not possibly escape the subsequent pursuit by the Inspectors.

Richard responded to Chax with a slight smile, yet a cold gleam flickered deep in his eyes.

There were still years until the bloody exam, and he could not wait that long.

“Don’t worry, senior brother. I know my limits.”

Richard handed the steel tube to Chax, then left the room with Ali.

On the way back to the dormitory, Ali couldn’t help but ask, “Richard, are you really going to use that thing? Haven’t you not finished your research on it?”

Ali was referring to the steel tube that Richard had just given to Chax, which was the new magic equipment Richard had been working on—Richard named it the Magic Gun.

“It’s almost ready; I’ve just been looking for a sufficiently cheap type of bullet,” Richard whispered, “But now, my experiment was interrupted.”

Recently, Ali had managed to reduce that Kinetic Energy Spell to twelve runes, but the magic power ceiling the spell could handle was also cut down to half of what it originally was. Since Richard intended to craft magic equipment, excessive magic power would melt the materials, so this limitation actually suited his needs perfectly.

Richard had inscribed three Kinetic Energy Spells on that segment of steel tube. According to his tests, a bullet empowered by three such spells could easily penetrate a three-centimeter-thick steel plate within five hundred meters.

Richard turned and glanced at the woods lining the road, which concealed countless Inspectors. If a fight broke out between apprentices, these Inspectors would appear immediately to intervene.

But their surveillance had a massive loophole—their endlessly vast sky overhead.

Academy Inspectors patrolled within the Academy, usually flying at altitudes between one hundred and two hundred meters. While this wasn’t a great height, academy apprentices usually didn’t fly that high using Levitation Skill. Furthermore, given the limitations on casting range, apprentices flying at that altitude could not pose much of a threat to others on the ground.

And this created the biggest blind spot of the Inspectors.

The surveillance above two hundred meters was nonexistent, and Richard could easily control Wuni to fly at an altitude of five hundred meters.

The world was never two-dimensional.

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