The base was quiet.
Attila walked lightly along the cobblestone path, the corners of her lips involuntarily lifting.
Just monts ago, she finally managed to cast the Repair Skill successfully.
This was also the second Tier Zero Magic she had mastered.
"Once I complete the upcoming task of tending to Magic Plants, I’ll have enough Contribution Points to exchange for another book on Tier Zero Magic Models."
"What should I learn as the third spell?"
As Attila pondered, she headed towards the Magic Plant Garden.
Before she reached the entrance, she heard cheerful singing from inside, occasionally accompanied by bell-like laughter.
Attila was unconsciously infected by the cheerful laughter, the smile on her face deepening.
As she entered the Magic Plant Garden, she was greeted by a group of tiny creatures sitting on flowers, singing gleefully.
Each of them was less than ten centiters tall, dressed in clothes woven from leaves, and had wings like petals. Their skin resembled various flower colors, ranging from gray-white to bright red or yellow, with no hair on their heads, replaced by various flower petals.
They looked like tiny fairies from a fairy tale.
In fact, these tiny creatures also belonged to the super-miniature fairy class.
They were Flower Fairies.
They were unique beings summoned from another world by Lord Sunan.
They were very skilled at tending plants and could promote the growth of Magic Plants.
The only downside was that they could be mischievous; Attila, Sherman, and Cole had been playfully teased by these little ones while working in the Magic Plant Garden.
But Attila quite liked these little creatures.
After all, they really were very cute.
Upon seeing Attila, the Flower Fairies imdiately flew over joyfully.
Attila played with them cheerfully for a while before bidding them farewell and walking inside.
On her way, she t a humanoid creature resembling a female elf, but with skin like tree bark and hair like leaves.
"Good morning, Lady Madeleine."
Attila quickly stopped and greeted her.
This figure before her was also summoned by Lord Sunan from another world and was said to be the Child of the Forest, responsible for guarding the Magic Plant Garden.
Madeleine nodded lightly at Attila and continued patrolling.
Attila didn’t mind, knowing Lady Madeleine’s character was sowhat silent and reserved.
During her two years at the base, Attila had grown accustod to finding new otherworldly creatures at the base every so often.
Arriving at the Silver Moon Flower planting area, Attila imdiately saw Sherman watering the plants.
"Sherman," the girl called.
Sherman turned around, seeing it was Attila, and smiled, quickly putting down the watering can and ran over.
"Attila, what brings you here?"
Attila rolled her eyes helplessly, saying, "Did you get so busy you forgot what the teacher instructed us to do?"
Sherman slapped his forehead, quickly recalling, and smiled awkwardly.
"I rember, it’s today, right."
The grand detection of wizard talents ended five days ago.
Unlike the ti they were assessed, the base was now well-developed, and new recruits who passed the detection didn’t have to study at the lord’s manor; they could directly settle at the base.
However, the teacher was too busy to make ti, so they were instructed to guide the newcors around the base and explain so important points.
Sherman had been busy with tasks recently and almost forgot about this.
"Where’s Cole?"
"He already went to the base gate."
"Then we should hurry too."
The two walked out of the Magic Plant Garden side by side, talking about the recent detection on the way.
"I wonder how many people will pass the detection this ti?"
"Surely more than we did."
"That’s true."
Compared to two years ago, the Flashing Territory’s land area had expanded by four or five tis at least, and the population had surged incredibly.
With a larger population base, naturally, there would be more children of the right age with talent.
Moreover, it’s the first detection, so the number of participants must be exceptionally high.
Perhaps the base could have more than a dozen new apprentices this year.
Thinking he’d soon beco a senior, Sherman’s spirits inexplicably rose.
The base was currently way too quiet, and he was eager for more people to make it livelier, so there would be more people available for exchanging insights and learning experiences later.
He didn’t worry about resources being diluted with more apprentices joining.
According to Lady Grell, the resources in the warehouse were more than enough to support dozens of apprentices.
"I heard you recently started making potions? How do you find it?" Attila suddenly asked.
Sherman scratched his head with a wry smile: "It’s so hard; I failed ten tis making the Strength Potion, and I’ve wasted all the materials I painstakingly saved up this month."
To reduce difficulty, Sherman specifically chose the Strength Potion, a relatively beginner-friendly potion, instead of the more challenging lesser Active Potion or lesser Dragon Blood Potion, but the initial results were still poor.
"It’s okay; the teacher said it’s usually tough in the beginning, but it will get much better once you get the hang of it." Attila comforted.
Sherman nodded, but internally sighed.
It’s not as easy as that.
Unlike Cole and Attila, he wasn’t wealthy; even without Contribution Points, they could afford materials from family money.
The few Gold Coins he had were all handed over to old Roger; the materials he used were all exchanged with Contribution Points.
This ti, the potion-making failure wasted materials that hit him hard, his heart aching.
"By the way, what’s Cole up to recently?" Sherman asked.
He hadn’t seen Cole in quite so ti.
Although the three lived at the base, they didn’t actually et often due to ditation and study commitnts keeping them busy.
User Comments
0 comments from readers