Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Chapter 807

"what you up to?"

Fio stared at the book "The Undying Cicada" in his hand; the large gold lettering was particularly dazzling under the light.

He held the book, but it felt like it was burning his hands.

Noah smiled nonchalantly: "Of course I hope you can learn the 'Undying Cicada' technique. I admit the original technique has too high a threshold, and many people don't meet the requirements to learn it. So I made some optimizations to the original. Believe me, with your foundation in combat professions and your talent, you should be able to master it after reading it once."

Fio glanced warily at the surrounding cameras and lowered his voice: "Do you know what you're doing?"

Noah crossed his arms: "Of course I know. It's just about increasing everyone's survival rate a little, nothing special, hahaha."

"Don't worry, this book has been authorized for distribution and has passed the approval process. I have the right to distribute it within the library; I can give it to you, and you can give it to anyone else."

Fio glanced at Noah, then looked down at the book in his hand, as if to confirm whether the other was joking.

When he noticed that Noah's face held no hint of jest, he said solemnly, "Noah, I appreciate that you thought of me. But right now, I'd rather focus on the development of the third-generation robot than be distracted by this."

"I know this might not be the right thing to say, but I've tried extraordinary techniques, especially the 'Undying Cicada.' I know I don't have much talent for it. Maybe you've improved the technique, or maybe you've already learned it, but that doesn't matter. The point is that I probably won't be able to learn it, and even if the difficulty is lowered, I'm not planning to waste my time on it."

"If you want to find people to experiment with, I can help you contact my classmates. Many of them are our internal testers and are very willing to cooperate with our experiments."

He paused for a moment, his tone becoming even more serious:

"And I can't imagine when I'll be able to use it even if I learn it. Things are different now; my pursuit is scientific research, and I've already achieved that goal."

Noah rubbed his temples, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Fio, do you really think I'd let you waste your time on something meaningless?"

"Of course not, I mean..." Fio quickly said.

Noah's fingertip touched the title of the book, "The Immortal Cicada": "Then stop talking nonsense and go read it. After you've finished, give one copy to Virgil and one to Edward."

"After they've finished reading, they can distribute the remaining books as they see fit, to people they care about or who have helped them. The important thing is to spread these books."

Fiona nodded.

He could see Noah's impatience and read the helplessness on the other's face, an expression that Noah had only shown when facing certain "idiots" before.

He never considered himself stupid, but compared to Noah, he certainly didn't seem particularly clever.

Perhaps in Noah's eyes, he was no different from anyone else.

After Noah left, he stared at the book in his hands, and suddenly a crucial question occurred to him, filling him with doubt: "If there's only one book, why were there two different locations?"

Just then, Noah's voice, fading into the distance, came from outside the door: "Friendly reminder, it's best to find a secluded place to read; lying down or sprawling will be more comfortable."

Fio opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed his words.

Never mind, I'll ask again using the terminal later.

Even though I'm older, I'm inexplicably afraid of Noah. It's strange, since Noah doesn't seem to put me in any way intimidating, and he's usually very easy to talk to.

Noah has already gone far away.

When Fio returned to the lab, he saw Virgil working energetically, radiating a renewed vitality.

Virgil noticed someone watching him, looked up, and saw Fio looking distracted. Virgil asked with concern, "Hey, Fio, what's wrong? Need help?"

Fio thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No, thank you. You should focus on what you're doing. But I might need to talk to you later..."

"What's up?"

"I don't know either, we'll have to wait and see."

He glanced around the office; everyone was engrossed in their work. He abandoned the idea of ​​reading there and turned to walk towards his private office.

In this small cubicle, he lay down on the small bed for resting, adjusted the backrest to a comfortable angle, and prepared to read the manual.

Before turning the pages, he silently apologized in his heart: "I'm sorry, team leader. It's not that I want to question you, it's just that you may have overestimated my talent... I'll just read it once. If I can't learn it, that's fine. I'll have an explanation if the team leader asks."

However, as soon as he began to read, all his distracting thoughts vanished instantly.

This book seemed to possess a magical power, drawing him in effortlessly.

His fingers mechanically turned the pages, his gaze gradually unfocusing. Strangely, the contents of the book were vividly imprinted in his mind. He couldn't feel his body, as if he had transformed into a cicada, struggling to survive in the sweltering summer heat.

That's right, it's about struggling to survive.

He could feel the pain caused by his congenital deficiencies.

Every flap of his wings, every search for food, every flight required double the effort. The excruciating pain of molting was so real that he almost screamed.

"ah--"

When he awoke from this long dream, he realized that he had mastered "The Immortal Cicada," and the book in his hand had just been turned to the last page.

He glanced around the room and was relieved to find that the room was well soundproofed and his screams hadn't been heard.

Fio slowly sat up in bed and found that the sheets beneath him were soaked with sweat, leaving a human-shaped mark.

Raise your hand and move your fingers; you can clearly feel the strange, layered structures under your skin, which make a soft rustling sound when they rub against each other.

A thought involuntarily surfaced in his mind: Have I really learned it? Perhaps I should give it a try.

With that in mind, he took out the dagger he always carried from his pocket. Although he was now mainly engaged in scientific research, he still maintained the habits he had during his combat career, vigilantly guarding against any potential crises.

He activated his internal energy, deliberately removing the protection from his fingers and using the blade to cut the skin at his fingertips.

The cut skin quickly withered and fell off, leaving no blood at the wound site, but instead, tender new skin grew.

"They actually mastered it!"

He gripped the dagger in reverse and this time severed a finger. The severed finger turned into withered skin the moment it hit the ground, and from the wound, like a seedling breaking through the soil, a completely new finger grew at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"It's true! Our team leader... he's practically a god!"

Fio jumped out of bed excitedly, but suddenly felt a sharp, agonizing stomachache that made him collapse onto the small bed. Before he could react, his throat spasmed uncontrollably, and he turned his head to the side, gagging violently.

To his disbelief, he actually vomited a crumpled book out of his throat!

The book unfolded automatically the moment it hit the ground, and within a few breaths it transformed into a brand new copy of "The Immortal Cicada".

Fio looked at the original book in his hand, then at the new book on the ground, and finally understood why Noah said he had "arranged two places."

He just felt a strange, indescribable feeling, a bit nauseous.

This bizarre method of copying books is probably not acceptable to everyone.

Although I feel a bit weak, it's mostly a psychological issue, and there's nothing seriously wrong with me. Next, I need to deal with these two books.

He initially considered using a drone to deliver the book to Edward, but then decided to go in person instead.

He pushed open the office door and called Virgil to his side.

Virgil approached with a puzzled look, took the book Fio handed him, and his eyes lit up when he saw the cover: "The Immortal Cicada! Boss has already figured it out?"

Fio nodded: "That's right, I just tried it, and the results are amazing."

At this point, he couldn't help but sigh, "The difference between people is truly vast. I used to think I was very smart, but now I realize that compared to Noah, I'm like someone standing on a mountaintop looking up at the stars. The higher I stand, the farther away I find them."

He thought he had done a great job by developing three generations of bionic robots, but he never expected that what he considered a long-term project would actually make progress.

Virgil dismissed it: "You're not new to this. Just stop comparing yourself to the boss."

His gaze was entirely fixed on the immortal cicada in his hand.

Fio laughed: "You're right, I just realized that too. After reading this technique once, you'll likely learn the 'Undying Cicada'. But I suggest you find a place where you can lie down. After you finish reading, pass the copy you have to anyone in your group who hasn't read it yet, and you can give the other copy to a classmate you're close to. But remember, don't pass it outside the library; this book only has distribution rights within the library."

"Another one?" Virgil waved the book in his hand. "But there's only one! Shouldn't you give me the other one?"

Fio gave a mysterious smile: "No, I have another use for mine; I'm going to give it to Edward. As for yours..." He paused meaningfully, "You'll find out when you learn the technique."

After saying that, Fio turned and left, driving the manned android to Edward's residence.

Virgil watched his retreating figure and muttered to himself, "Tch, so secretive."

Delayak had noticed the commotion earlier and came over to urge, "Then why don't you film some content for me to see later? I'm very curious whether I can really learn the 'Immortal Cicada.' Judging from Yuri's performance last time, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's the number one survival technique."

"I never imagined we'd all have the opportunity to cultivate now."

These words struck a chord with Virgil. He was equally curious about the book, so he didn't bother looking for a place to read it and simply sat down in a chair to start flipping through it.

A moment later, Virgil snapped out of his daze, his expression shifting from confusion to ecstasy: "I did it! I really did it!"

Under Delayak's shocked gaze, Virgil pulled out a pistol so fast that no one could stop him, and shot himself in the palm!

The laser left a charred hole in my palm.

The next moment, the flesh around the wound began to wriggle and grow, filling the hole completely in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

Virgil raised his right hand and examined it repeatedly, completely ignoring the bullet hole left on the office wall by the shot he had just taken.

"This is fantastic!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly clutched his stomach, bent over and gagged, and actually vomited up a book!

This bizarre scene made Delayak take a half step back. "I had already asked the lab staff to keep an eye on this area because of the commotion earlier. Now that it's happening, quite a few people have gotten up and are coming over here."

Martin leaned closer and helped Virgil up. "Are you alright?"

Virgil wiped his mouth, nonchalantly handed the book to Delayak, then picked up the one on the ground and flipped through it: "There really is a second one, and in such a strange way..."

Martin leaned closer, trying to take the book from Virgil's hand: "Let me see it!"

Virgil flipped his wrist and tucked the book away: "You guys wait for Draac's book, I have another use for this one."

He got up, declined Martin's offer of help, and swayed as he carried the book back to his office, locked the door, and answered his sister's call.

Of course, he didn't have a good relationship with his family, but his sister was an exception.

At home, he was closest to his younger sister.

With such a wonderful thing in hand, the first person he thought of was his family.

Although Fio had warned him that the book could only be circulated within the library, and his sister wasn't there, this wasn't difficult to solve—he could simply have his sister visit him at the library and learn the martial arts techniques along the way.

"Hey, I've got something good. Come to the library right now. Yes, I'll apply for the access pass. You should leave now, and it should be approved by the time you get the permission."

"The Undying Cicada" is spreading quietly in this seemingly inefficient but actually extremely fast way.

……

Welcome, esteemed strategic advisor.

When Noah entered the promotion assessment hall, the AI ​​greeted him with a customized voice.

This left the other two people who came for the assessment at the same time dumbfounded. They knew Noah was a prominent figure in the academy, but they never expected him to have such high authority in the library—a strategic advisor? Is this a position a student can hold?

Noah waved his hand helplessly. He wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength wouldn't allow it.

Handling miscellaneous tasks, giving Yuri the "Undying Cicada" for testing, adjusting the content based on feedback, distributing cultivation techniques... it all sounds like not much to do, but before you know it, it's time for the scheduled assessment.

Although this promotion assessment was a last-minute decision and hastily organized, there were still other applicants at this point in time. Of course, the others were all upperclassmen. After all, the lowerclassmen had either already been promoted or had no intention of being promoted at all.

Strangely, promotion assessments are normally ranked from highest to lowest grade, and everyone else follows this pattern, except for Noah, who was ranked first.

Some upperclassmen felt something was off, so they asked the library's AI, and to their surprise, the AI ​​actually answered them.

The library AI explained this by saying that Noah's time and energy were very precious, and scheduling him first would avoid wasting time on useless waiting.

Noah settled down. This impromptu competitive test was actually conducted by the library's main AI as the examiner.

The content of the assessment will not be deliberately concealed. The students participating in the promotion on-site are also witnesses. If anyone has doubts, their understanding and decisions are also part of the solution.

The older students were also curious and wanted to see what kind of abilities this outstanding student, who was in the lower grades but had obtained the position of strategic advisor, had.