Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: 025: The road is long, let’s travel together

It was night, in the Shadow Land, along a verdant path.

Walking on the narrow path back home, Lynch reminisced about what Lanice had said to him earlier in the tavern.

"It’s Tavendish."

"The Tavendish family took the initiative to propose to the Magic Potion Manor that I be transferred over."

At this point in the conversation.

Even if Lynch were slower, it would be impossible for him not to understand.

This really is... how to put it...

Really quite unexpected!

The gap between the two sides was simply too vast; he was just an ordinary apprentice with no background or status, while she was the young lady of a top-tier Wizard family.

It wasn’t about insecurity or self-deprecation, just a simple pragmatism and a dislike for unnecessary trouble.

Lynch had always been pragmatic—back in elementary school, while everyone else was dreaming about attending Tsinghua or Peking University, he had already set his sights on a 211 university in his province. After graduating, most of his classmates were unwilling to accept an ordinary life and decided to venture forth, while he considered his circumstances and opted to return to his hometown to take a government position.

Throughout elementary, middle, and high school, the girls crowned "class beauties" or "school queens" were the dream goddesses of many boys, yet Lynch had never been troubled by such thoughts.

To like? Of course, he liked them.

But he was keenly aware of the difference between reality and dreams: you eat the portions you’re capable of affording; he only did what was within his abilities and never yearned for the unattainable, especially when it came to matters of romance. He wouldn’t even entertain such thoughts.

This pragmatic mindset made him instinctively exclude people and things that he had no intention of considering.

As a result, even though his perception was quite sharp, he had never noticed anything odd about others’ behavior before. He merely chalked up all the unusual actions to "eccentricities of a wealthy family."

But now, after speaking with Lanice and processing her assumptions, Lynch suddenly realized that many previous abnormalities seemed to make sense.

Why would they specifically seek him out for a simple bloodline fusion modification on a baby bear?

Appearing inexplicably in the forest and randomly throwing a tantrum.

Even earlier, throughout their previous journey...

Alright then,

Perhaps what Lanice said was indeed true, and things seemed to be heading in an unexpected direction.

"Clack!" A soft sound echoed.

At that moment, Lynch suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked ahead.

He was almost at his doorstep, yet there in front of his courtyard stood a figure.

Her dark hair swayed in the night breeze as the faint glow from the streetlamp flowers illuminated her angelic face.

Avery approached, her tone playful, like banter at the end of a late-night show: "Oh wow, you actually remembered to come back?"

But Lynch didn’t respond as he usually would with a witty retort; instead, he just looked at her, seeming a little uneasy.

He nodded: "Yeah."

Avery blinked in surprise.

She stared at Lynch for a moment until his evasive glance seemed to tell her all she needed to know.

She didn’t say a word.

And yet, it felt like she’d said everything.

A flush of crimson quickly climbed up her pale neck, her cheeks burning as though ignited—shy yet joyous, her gaze arduously darting away.

A silent pause lingered.

She looked toward the quiet grove ahead and said, "Shall we take a walk?"

Lynch thought for a second and nodded, "Alright."

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder toward the forest.

It wasn’t the first time they had journeyed side by side, but on past travels, there had always been endless topics to discuss—from Magic Potions to alchemy, from legends to gossip. The conversation never stopped.

Yet tonight, it was like their tongues had faltered; neither uttered a word.

Silently, they stepped into the forest.

This was a landscaped woodland in Lynch’s neighborhood: a place filled with Spark Trees, Aurora Flowers, and Starry Sky Grass—decorative Magic Plants with an elegant appearance. By day, weary apprentices often rested here, but now, deep in the night, only a few owls hooted from their perches.

Various Magic Plants emitted colorful glows, drawing vibrantly patterned insects to flutter nearby.