The Necromancer in the Wizarding World

When Matthews returned to his residence, he unexpectedly met his good friend Charles. Charles immediately noticed that his friend looked unusual, and his eyes revealed deep concern, as if he had seen through Matthews' inner struggle.

"Matthews, what's wrong with you?" Charles' voice was as gentle and firm as a clear spring, bringing a little comfort to Matthews.

Matthews took a deep breath, as if to expel the heaviness in his heart. He whispered, "It's okay, I just encountered a bottleneck in learning death magic."

Charles looked at Matthews in shock, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes. He had never thought that Matthews was also studying death magic. Death magic and pharmacy were both extremely profound and extensive, and required a lot of time and energy to study in depth.

"Matthews, you..." Charles hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, "Are you really determined to study these two subjects? This requires great perseverance and determination."

Matthews was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, with a determined light in his eyes. He knew his goal and pursuit, and he also knew that this road would not be easy.

However, he was unwilling to give up learning combat magic. In this fantasy world, he didn't want to be just a pharmacist who could only stay in the laboratory. That kind of life was too boring and ordinary for him, and that was not his original intention to become a wizard.

Matthews understood his friend's concerns, but he could not calm down. The voice in his heart kept telling him: as long as he held on a little longer, everything would be back on track.

Matthews didn't want to dwell on his own predicament, so he cleverly changed the subject: "Charles, has your magic source taken shape?"

Charles understood Matthews' intention from his determined eyes and did not pursue the issue any further. He believed that Matthews had made a wise choice.

"It's already taken shape. I'm already studying the witchcraft model! In less than two months, I'll be able to be promoted to a second-class wizard apprentice." Charles' words were full of confidence.

Charles' training speed was already quite good, and it completely met the general expectations of the wizard world for the apprenticeship stage. According to the description in the wizard profile, a standard apprentice should become a first-class wizard apprentice within two months, and then after another four months of hard work, he would be further promoted to a second-class wizard apprentice.

In contrast, Matthews' initial progress was terrifying. More than two months ago, he was able to smoothly outline the twelve basic will runes, which meant that he had reached the mental conditions for building a witchcraft model. However, he was stuck at the stage of building a witchcraft model, causing his early accumulated lead to gradually disappear, and he might even fall behind other apprentices.

Despite the challenges, Matthews remained positive. While lamenting his own situation, he also recognized the progress of his friend Charles. "Very good, which witchcraft did you choose?"

"Vine Wrap." Charles answered, "This is a kind of witchcraft that combines attack and control. Although the model is relatively complicated, it is very practical."

Matthews nodded again in appreciation. "Your choice is very wise. Vine Winding is indeed a very powerful sorcery. Although its model is complicated, once you master it, it will become a powerful assistant in your future battles."

"Matthews, where is your witchcraft model?" Charles suddenly remembered something. "Ah! I forgot. You must not have enough magic stones. I have some extra ones here."

As he spoke, he took out a small and exquisite space pocket from his sleeve and showed it to Matthews proudly: "Look, this is the magical space pocket, which was given to me by a senior sister!"

Matthews was speechless. It turned out that this guy was a gigolo. He really met the wrong person! He didn't say much and took out his space pocket from his sleeve.

Charles' eyes widened when he saw this, his face full of disbelief. He didn't expect Matthews to have such a treasure, and it looked even bigger than his own. He had obtained it by relying on his own charm and strength. And Matthews actually had it without telling anyone?

Matthews looked at his friend's surprised expression and couldn't help laughing. His mood also improved a little, and he even joked: "How about I give you some magic stones? You see, there are too many to spend!" As he said that, he took out a handful of magic stones from his space pocket.

Charles' eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He asked in surprise: "Matthews, where did you get so many magic stones? Did you rob someone?" He knew that his friend was not a good person.

Matthews smiled mysteriously: “Hey, that’s the person you reminded me to be careful of before.”

Charles was confused for a moment. When did he collude with his friend?

Matthews didn't keep the other party in suspense any longer: "That's the person you said was going to target me. Didn't you tell me to be careful?"

Charles was shocked. He couldn't believe his ears. "What? You actually robbed him?" He was shocked by his friend's weird behavior! He knew that Matthews was not someone to be trifled with, but it was incredible that he could do such a thing when he first arrived on the main continent.

Matthews nodded and said affirmatively: "Charles, do you think I can give up studying on the death side? Without enough strength to support me, I will not be able to move forward."

Charles fell silent. He was proud of Matthews' tenacity and courage, but also worried about his friend's future.

Matthews half-jokingly continued, "Okay, don't worry. But you have to work harder, what if I need your protection in the future?"

But Charles became serious and nodded solemnly: "Matthews, I will try my best."

Matthews returned to his residence and immediately began to focus on the modeling of the witchcraft model. He took out his notebook, carefully checked the data recorded on it, and then began to reproduce the model in real life in proportion.

Although this method is slow in the early stages compared to imagining it in his mind or constructing it directly in the mental space, he can clearly feel the progress of each step and the time required.

This constant and clear feedback filled him with hope, not despair, and he was completely certain that he would succeed.

After nearly a month of unremitting efforts, Matthews finally succeeded in recreating the witchcraft model in the real world, with every detail perfect.

He excitedly used his mental power to repeatedly shuttle along the path of the model. In the process, a complex and exquisite three-dimensional witchcraft model gradually took shape in his mind.

He no longer distracted himself by going to the laboratory, but was determined to complete the model in one go. The model in his mind was already clear, and his mental power could flow along the model smoothly and quickly without any hindrance.

Matthews knew that it was time to try to build a model in the mental space. He closed his eyes, calmed his breath, and waited for his mental strength to return to its peak state. Then, without hesitation, he expanded his mental consciousness in the mental space and built the model firmly and smoothly along the established route.

However, Matthews still underestimated the complexity of the "Wisdom Heuristic". But the problem was not his understanding of the model or his control of mental power, but that his total mental power was not enough to support the construction of such a huge model.

His mental strength was too weak to sustain, and even if he wanted to persist, he had to choose to interrupt. Because forcing himself to continue might not only fail to build it, but also cause serious damage to his spirit.

Moreover, even if it can be completed, the efficiency of such a witchcraft model will be greatly reduced, which is not what Matthews wants to see. Since so much has been paid, of course it must be built more perfectly.

Before his mental power recovered naturally, Matthews needed to find a solution to the problem. At present, it seemed that the only solution was to use a mental power recovery potion. Fortunately, he had one on hand, which was given to him by mentor Fernando. He had been reluctant to use it, but now seemed to be the right time to use it.