This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 49 - 49 49 The Wizard Familys Spendthrift

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Tuck raised his hand, almost touching the gigantic gray mist steam ring, whose position had somewhat lowered during the “Grey Night period”.

The Steam Spirits that should be sleeping during the “Grey Night period”.

At this time, however, there were a few mischievous little guys who refused to sleep quietly, wandering back and forth within the steamy gray mist, emitting playful laughter.

But soon, an adult Steam Spirit with a powerful presence appeared.

Before long, those little Steam Sprites, amid cries and wails, were pinched and led away from this area by the adult Steam Spirit.

Witnessing this scene, Tuck smiled knowingly.

Even the small entities such as spirit bodies and elemental bodies in the ecosystem serve as anchors securing the ecology.

These little Steam Sprites, they will strive to maintain the Steam Transcendent Ecology of Ramore, cleaning and sustaining the purity of the steam ring.

In front of Ramore, Steam Spirits like Tuck share a great degree of similarity.

Only.

When Ramore Tower’s Steam Ecology gets disrupted.

Beings like Tuck with their independent Transcendent ecology could still leave.

But these little Sprites, unable to leave the Steam Ecology.

They would all become burial offerings for Ramore’s graveyard.

Taking a deep breath, Tuck’s gaze passed beyond the gray mist steam ring and fixed on the [Ash Moon], which was ten times larger than in his previous life.

Cold!

Being bloomed to the extreme within the moonlight.

And today is the coldest day of this Ash cycle.

In the distance, the Steam Tower near the stratum-level position sparkled with bright lights, like a dazzling beacon.

The successful excavation of ancient Devil’s Relic.

Geniuses converging here under the guidance of the powerful.

This had brought about an unprecedented grandeur to the Ramore Tower City-State.

Tuck wanted to see, but couldn’t make out the details.

And there was no need to see clearly, Tuck just needed to await the news.

Tuck turned his head to look at the several high-level Undead Crows waiting with him on the rooftop.

“Caw… caw…”

The only response to Tuck was a deep, almost imperceptible croak.

The message was not yet confirmed.

“Sigh… breathe…”

Tuck adjusted his sitting position, then continued to wait!

As he waited, Tuck reached out with his senses towards his own Wizard Sequence Ecology.

Thanks to the continual absorption from the [Iron Coupled Source Wall] over the past few days.

Tuck’s Wizard Ecology was visibly strengthening and stabilizing at a rapid pace.

Of course, there was a price to pay.

The Undead Crows were becoming more and more abnormal.

They had even started to huddle together, facing the wall as if reflecting on their misdeeds.

As Tuck’s Wizard Ecology became increasingly stable.

Tuck distinctly felt the pace at which he was disentangling himself from the Ramore Tower Ecology accelerating.

Feeling the cold wind blow past.

In the distant corners, faint outlines of shadows swept by.

As he made use of Shadow power, Tuck gradually became aware of the attributes of the Shadow Dimension.

If it were another Transcendent, perhaps it would take half a year, or even longer, to sense it.

But Tuck, endowed with SSS Level Transcendent Talent, had used Shadow power for only a short while before he began to perceive the Shadow Dimension.

Being able to sense more dimensions is a good thing for a Wizard.

“Even though I’ve sensed it a bit, summoning creatures from the Shadow Dimension is still a bit difficult,” Tuck said, massaging his temples.

“It’s evident that I really don’t have the Talent for summoning!”

“Having just the theoretical foundation of summoning isn’t enough, I need a formal Shadow series contract summoning spell.”

“If Talent is lacking, Witchcraft must compensate.”

“Moreover… I do indeed need a summoning spell for Shadow Creatures.”

“Having those Shadow Creatures to block the Barrier of wall belief is a very good choice.”

“The Barrier wall is so majestic; it’s completely reasonable for there to be some shadows in its corners.”

“Caw—caw—”
Just as Tuck was contemplating this.

A Crow close to Tuck suddenly let out a deep croak, which was particularly ear-piercing in the cold night sky.

“Teacher!” Tuck quickly stood up.

The Undead Crow flapped its wings slightly, then looked at Tuck and rapidly said,
“The Old Wizard has arrived, and that genius you mentioned didn’t come, take action!”

Tuck’s heart tightened slightly, and he took a deep breath.

“Yes!”

Caw—
Caw—
Surrounding Tuck, a vast number of Undead Crows rose into the air.

Tuck donned a Gray Wizard’s Hood.

Shadow power, centered around his Ring Staff, rapidly spread around him, like a thick, viscous liquid of darkness enveloping him.

At the same time, under the enhancement of the Shadow Robe’s power, the Second-Rank Alchemist Robe transformed into a pair of massive shadowy wings.

After applying the witchcraft “Wind Sprint” to himself, Tuck’s legs exploded with power.

Like a cannonball shot from its barrel, he streaked across the night sky, then swiftly glided towards the Bunker Area.

The combined power of the Wizard’s Robe and the Shadow Robe wasn’t enough to support Tuck’s flight.

But it allowed Tuck to glide for considerable distances.

Caw, caw…

As he glided, Tuck could see a considerable number of Undead Crows beginning to descend into the Bunker Area.

Tuck too, silently descended onto a secluded path in the Bunker Area.

With a slight retraction of his Wizard’s Robe.

Tuck turned into a shadow, perfectly threading between the shadows of bushes and houses.

Compared to his last operation.

This time, Tuck acting alone, both the speed and stealth were perfectly executed under his control.

Passing by the familiar crossroad.

Tuck looked out.

The previously sleeping girl, whose development was astoundingly fast, was no longer there.

The moody Rune youth was also gone.

“Interesting!”

Without lingering, Tuck silently crossed the streets.

As he delved deeper, Tuck’s “Precision Correction” Talent was fully activated.

The visible, and the invisible.

The concealed, and those deep within dimensions.

From the sky, from the ground.

An overwhelming barrage of threads, trajectories, movements, densely packing Tuck’s vision, filling up his senses.

It wasn’t that Tuck usually didn’t look.

It was that he had entered the extreme phase of full vision, where there was too much to see, too densely packed.

Tuck seemed to be walking in a world of exploding information.

A mass of intricate information, like relentless waves one after another, threatened to engulf Tuck.

Tuck efficiently and quickly filtered through the information.

Like an indestructible rock in the surf, he steadfastly withstood the barrage of information.

The night is silent for a reason.

That’s only because too little is seen.

When you listen to the world carefully, dive deep, and then deeper.

The world, it’s astonishingly noisy.

“Whoosh…”

When the wave, like an ashen tide, surged up to Tuck’s ears and even washed over his feet.

Tuck stopped.

Closing his eyes, he reined in his senses, attempting to make his breathing as smooth and natural as possible.

The world’s clamor gradually faded.

Tuck reopened his eyes.

In front of him was a simple and slightly warped red brick house in the standard Ash-Gothic style.

Under the cold, desolate light of The Ash Moon, it appeared so inconspicuous.

If it weren’t for close observation, Tuck might not have seen inside the house at all.

No…

Even with close observation, there wasn’t much Tuck could see.

But, the Krypton Trainee Wizard from the Wizard Family he had once met briefly was steeped in the afterglow of the Dark Sun Altar.

He seemed to sense something!

The Krypton Trainee Wizard opened his eyes, which held the ultimate shade of dusky gray.

Creak… groan…

The slightly aged double wooden doors slowly opened.

Within the doorframe lay endless darkness.

The trainee wizard’s figure stood enigmatically deep within the house’s shadowy interior.

“Have you heard of how those cowboys on the Western Desolated Plateau fight?”

A voice emanated from the darkness.

“I have,” Tuck nodded.

“Are you interested?” came the voice again.

Tuck smiled.

What gave you the courage, to think you could stand a chance against me?

Stroking his fingers, Tuck tilted his head slightly, the shadow of his cheek under the hood revealing a devilish smile.

“So, are you… ready?”