Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 89 The Lab Mouse Physique

Lauen said, "Senior Locke, this is the normal situation for the two of us. We still have three years to advance to the second-level wizard apprentice level."

"What you're describing is an abnormal phenomenon."

Locke smiled. "Don't call me senior. We've always been friends."

"It's fine for other people to call me senior, but it feels weird for the two of you to call me senior when you lived with me for a year."

Pierre and Laun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Locke's attitude had not changed at all due to the huge difference in their current status, they felt more grateful.

Laun pointed at Pierre and said, "Dear Locke, this time Pierre needs your help."

Locke looked at Pierre with a puzzled expression.

Pierre blushed and then said, "My dear Locke, you've seen more of the world than we have. I just wanted to ask you, what do you think of this contract? Should I sign it?"

Pierre handed a contract to Locke.

“Senior Angron seems to think I have a special physique and wants to sign this contract with me to be his potions lab assistant... He even said he would give me a job.”

"Locke, as you know, my family is of modest means and we are short of money. If there is such an opportunity, that would be wonderful."

Pierre said excitedly, "Senior Angron promised to give me fifty magic stones every month. But Laun suggested that I ask you, since you have more experience, and Locke is a first-class wizard apprentice just like Senior Angron."

"You understand that world better."

For a third-rate wizard aspiring to become a wizard, fifty magic stones a month is clearly a huge sum of money.

Therefore, Pierre, from a relatively ordinary family, found it difficult to resist such a 'huge' temptation.

Locke quickly scanned the contract, his expression shifting from casual to serious. He closed the contract and gave Pierre a stern look. "Are you prone to allergies? For example, when you move to certain areas, your skin might suddenly turn red, or you might have a runny nose, or even a fever for no reason, or gastrointestinal problems. These things happen randomly every time you move."

Pierre paused, because this was clearly unrelated to the contract, but Locke had hit the nail on the head. "How did you know, Locke?"

“I rarely talk about these things with others because I feel it’s unnecessary.”

"Moreover, I've seen doctors in the mortal world, and they said it's just a problem with my personal constitution. I bought some simple medicines from Lilith's Cottage, but they didn't help much."

Pierre shrugged. "And sometimes the symptoms can get worse."

Locke said seriously, "Because you have a relatively rare low-magic-immunity constitution."

“You’ve been targeted by that Angron guy. He’s not looking for you to be his assistant, but to be his experimental subject. I advise you not to sign, otherwise you’ll have a hard time maintaining your human form.”

Locke didn't care that his advice to Pierre might offend Anglon or the like.

Let alone such a trivial matter, it would be difficult for Angron to know.

Even if he finds out, it doesn't matter.

After all, it's highly unlikely that someone would become enemies with a first-class wizard apprentice over a single sentence, unless the other party is mentally unstable.

Besides, Pierre was a friend of mine from the past; if anyone was to offend me first, it was Angron. Even if Angron was a senior first-class wizard apprentice with a higher status, I had no vested interests with him, so it didn't really matter to me.

Pierre was clearly startled. "Using me as experimental material? But why? I'm just an ordinary wizarding prospect."

Locke shook his head. "Low magic resistance is an extremely rare constitution. Normally, any living being has a certain degree of magic resistance; otherwise, they wouldn't survive long just living in this medium magic zone."

“Every living organism possesses a certain degree of magic resistance due to its own vitality; it's just a matter of intensity. For example, berserk rhinoceroses have skin with magic resistance far exceeding that of humans.”

Locke warned, "There is a small number of humans with special constitutions whose magic resistance is much lower than that of other humans. So if they go to an unfamiliar environment, they will experience symptoms such as vomiting, gastrointestinal problems, and rhinitis due to magic allergies."

"In severe cases, they often don't even live to adulthood."

Pierre was stunned. He was just an ordinary wizarding prospect, yet he had such a unique physique, and he had even lived to adulthood and become a third-class wizarding apprentice.

Locke said, "Now you know, your situation is extremely rare."

"People with low magic resistance are less likely to interfere with the effects of potions, making them the best experimental subjects for potion-making."

"Magic resistance can interfere with the potency of the medicine, which may lead to unclear results in the observation of the potency. Therefore, from the perspective of observation, the lower the magic resistance, the better, so that it is easier to observe the effect of the medicine. This is different from the issue that needs to be considered when taking the medicine."

Locke said, "Generally, potion experiment subjects are chosen from races with naturally low magic resistance, but those races are not human and their internal body structure is very different from that of humans. It's hard to say how the potion's effects will change in a human body."

"And you have such low magic resistance that it won't interfere with the potion's effects. Moreover, you're human, and even more remarkably, a wizard's apprentice. That's really rare."

Locke thought about it seriously and said, "Giving you fifty magic stones a month is utter nonsense. They're just taking advantage of your ignorance. If you're really considering becoming a test subject in exchange for magic stone resources, I think you should at least ask for a higher price."

"I think giving you one hundred magic stones every month would be more appropriate."

"After all, you are very rare."

Locke was now looking at Pierre with the same eyes one would use to protect an animal. He himself was about to pass his Potions Assistant exam, and to be honest, Locke was even a little tempted.

Laun nudged the stunned Pierre with his elbow and said with envy, "I really envy you. I never thought you were the chosen one, Pierre."

"You can earn a hundred magic stones every month just by being someone else's test subject. What an enviable talent."

Pierre pushed his hand away. "What kind of talent is this? I've become a guinea pig!"

Pierre looked at Locke and said, "Even if I'm going to be a test subject, I'll find someone reliable. I'd rather be Locke's test subject."

Locke shook his head in refusal. "One hundred magic stones a month is quite an expense. I've only been learning how to make Concentration Ointment recently, so I don't need to use such a high-level experimental subject as you... no, I don't need to trouble you."

"Yes, that's how it is. Whether you sign or not is up to you to decide."

They weren't Pierre's parents, and Lilith's cottage was full of wizard apprentices who volunteered to be Angron's experimental subjects in order to earn magic stones.

That's also an option.

(End of this chapter)