Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2: 002: Silly Boy and His Friends

Two weeks later, Shadow Square.

The apprentice testing grounds were set at Shadow Square, the largest plaza in the outer ring of the Shadow Tower. Any major event involving quasi-apprentices was typically held here.

At this moment, the broad and ancient square was already crowded with young people wearing cloaks, all about Lynch's age. These were his fellow quasi-apprentices who joined the Tower during the same term and were now preparing for the test.

"Splash!"

At the center of the Tower was an old Dew Spring, its basin water mixed with dew collected by fairies. It had a slight restorative effect on the spiritual power of wizards.

Lynch stood before the fountain and washed his face. He had stayed up all night reading and doing experiments again, leaving his mind clouded with fatigue.

"Silly boy!"

At that moment, a voice sounded from behind. Turning around, Lynch saw two apprentices walking toward him.

One was a tall boy, with dark skin and a burly, muscular build. His toned physique radiated a sense of strength.

This was Carl, the son of a hunter family from the outskirts of Deer City in the northern region of the Putan Kingdom.

Beside him was a fair and chubby young man, also from Deer City. His name was Subaru, and he hailed from a family of traders in the city.

They all came from the Putan Kingdom and specifically from the northern region of the realm, making them relatively familiar with each other among the quasi-apprentices.

Lynch greeted them amicably: "Long time no see, Carl, Subaru."

Subaru smiled: "Indeed, almost three months."

The life of a wizard was busy and intense, filled daily with meditation, cultivation, experiments, learning, and earning Magic Stones for living expenses. There was never a shortage of tasks.

Thus, even though they lived in the same area, opportunities to meet were rare. Lynch last saw Subaru and Carl nearly three months ago.

Carl pouted nonchalantly and said, "It's only been two or three months."

Subaru chuckled again: "Yeah, just a few months."

Wizard lifespans were far longer than those of ordinary humans. Apprentices could live up to over two hundred years, and wizards could exceed five hundred years.

In such a perspective of time, a few months was indeed insignificant.

Carl glared at Subaru with dissatisfaction: "You sly rascal, why do your words have no backbone? Even goblins are less repugnant."

The chubby boy didn't get angry, instead laughing: "Haha, you could search the entire Wizard World and not find a goblin as generous as me."

As he spoke, he pulled out a few beans and handed them over.

Carl took a puzzled look and asked, "What's this? Peas?"

Subaru rolled his eyes: "Ignorant fool."

Lynch picked up one of the beans, scrutinizing it closely. It appeared like an ordinary pea but was slightly larger than typical peas. Moreover, its surface was adorned with strange patterns—twisted black markings.

Uncertain, he asked hesitantly, "Could this be... Sober Magic Beans?"

Subaru's gaze flickered with apparent surprise as he glanced at Lynch, teasing: "Oh my, with such knowledge and insight, you hardly seem like a 'dull plowhand, clumsy farmer.'"

In this world's social hierarchy, peasants occupied the lowest rung, spending their entire lives working obediently for their lords with little to no access to education. Most peasants were exceedingly dull, ignorant, and lacking any breadth of knowledge.

Naturally, terms like dull plowhand or clumsy farmer were frequently used to describe them.

"Sober Magic Beans? So these are Sober Magic Beans?" Carl finally reacted, his eyes widening dramatically.

Sober Magic Beans were a type of low-level apprentice-grade Magic Plant capable of replenishing a small amount of spiritual power.

Spiritual power was immensely valuable for wizards, being consumed in meditation, learning, experiments, and all cultivation paths. Anything that could restore spiritual power was, unsurprisingly, precious.

"Crunch!"

Lynch grabbed one of the beans, bit it open, and swallowed it. Immediately, he felt a surge of pure energy expanding within his body, quickly rushing upward into his mind. The spiritual power depleted during the previous night's toil noticeably recovered, and the fatigue clouding his thoughts lifted considerably.

Subaru asked, "How is it? My beans are decent, right?"

Lynch nodded honestly: "Very good."

Carl, skeptical, asked disdainfully, "Did you cultivate these yourself? You already know how to grow Sober Magic Beans?"

Magic Plant cultivation was Subaru's primary area of study.

Subaru retorted, "Otherwise, where do you think these magic beans come from?"