Wizard: I have an inventory

"But don't worry first, we need to figure out the current wizard's talent."

Ryan touched his smooth and white chin and thought secretly.

Different wizard talents are closely related to the absorption efficiency of potions and the depth of meditation. Only after Ryan determines his talents can he start the next plan.

The eyeball of the Stygian Lantern Whale is a rare material worth 1,000 magic stones. It can detect the talent of a wizard and measure the improvement of spiritual power. It is very cheap for Ryan, but it is only sold in the market. It is a waste of two months to rush there. The time is not good.

He has been here for a while and knows very well who has similar items.

"Then go find old York!"

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The palace is located in the center of the royal capital, surrounded by towering walls, with golden spiers shining in the sun, while Old York's residence is located in one wing of the palace, close to a secluded garden. This area is not open to the public, and only those with permission from the royal family can approach it.

Led by the nobles, Ryan walked along the stone path of the palace towards Old York's residence. He walked briskly and his heart was filled with anticipation and excitement.

Even though the wizards at the party all referred to themselves as "Old York", the nobles of the Kingdom of Wiki called him "Your Majesty the Prince". Because York had detected wizard talent since he was a child, he made his own brother the king.

When Ryan arrived at Old York's front door, he knocked on the heavy wooden door. After a while, the door opened, and an old man wearing a gorgeous robe appeared at the door, with a friendly smile on his face.

"Good morning, Your Majesty."

The captain of the guard will take the lead and greet them softly. The words were full of respect. Although Old York doesn't show up often, everyone in the palace knows that he is the elder of the royal family and he is involved in many major decisions.

Old York nodded habitually in response and smiled slightly. Although he was old, his eyes were still bright. His status in the Wiki Kingdom makes many nobles and wizards fear him, because he not only possesses vast magical knowledge, but also has the blood of the royal family as support.

Every word and decision he makes may trigger major changes in the kingdom.

"Ryan, you're here, what do you need from me?" Old York asked enthusiastically.

Ryan smiled and said: "Old York, I have a request. I would like to borrow the eyes of the Stygian Lantern Whale in your hand to test whether the people in the manor have wizard talents. I hope to cultivate some people with wizard talents. Cooperate with me to refine the potion."

Old York nodded after hearing this and said with a serious expression: "This is a wise move, Ryan. If someone in the manor has the talent of a wizard, it can indeed help you refine potions more effectively."

Ryan nodded solemnly, expressing his understanding and respect. Later, they entered Old York's private research room together. The setting is simple but full of alchemical instruments and ancient scrolls.

Under the guidance of Old York, Ryan packed up the materials and equipment needed for the ceremony.

"Old York, I prepared this for you to express my gratitude." Ryan said, gently placing the wooden box on the table, opening the box, revealing three deteriorated versions of the dark green potion neatly arranged inside.

The color of the potion is dark green, with a slight luster. Although it is not as dazzling as the original product, it looks particularly attractive.

"This is……?"

Old York approached curiously and carefully observed the potions, showing a hint of surprise.

"This is the enhanced version of the light green potion I concocted recently. Although it is a bit more expensive than the previous product, the effect of improving mental power is very powerful. I hope they can be helpful to you." Ryan explained, with a hint of emotion in his tone. A hint of anticipation.

"In that case, I won't be polite."

Watching Ryan leave, Old York was very satisfied. Ryan was so sensible and honest that he no longer cared whether he was a student sent by Blackstone Lowland.

…

Following a series of complex rituals and spells, Ryan placed the Stygian Whale's eyeball in an alchemical instrument and began the testing process. The instrument emits a faint blue light, and the eyeball itself emits a mysterious glow. Ryan waited nervously for the results, filled with anticipation.

Finally, the light in the instrument gradually subsided, and Ryan examined the data on the display.

"Fourth level qualification! It seems that my wizard talent has indeed improved significantly, which is a good sign."

Ryan felt relieved, knowing that his efforts were not in vain.

Originally, with the second-level qualification, Ryan had to take at least four corpse tear potions or six dark green potions. Now, with the fourth-level qualification, he only needs two corpse tear potions to advance to a third-class apprentice!

"The next step is just to show off, and then use the method in [Low Soul Science] to create a resentful spirit. It will only take half a year at most. Unfortunately, the operation of more valuable knowledge requires the mental power of a formal wizard..."

Master Derek is such a good person!

In Ryan's manor, one quiet afternoon, he summoned the farmers and servants in the manor, hoping to use the eyes of the Stygian Lantern Whale to detect whether they had potential wizard talents.

These farmers and servants were his property, and they were full of trust and obedience to his requests.

Ryan stood on the lawn of the manor, beside a mysterious instrument containing the eyeballs of the Stygian Whale. They were tested one by one according to the method taught by Old York. However, everyone's test results were negative.

The farmers looked at the empty display screen on the instrument and left the testing site with some shame and helplessness.

The last person to be tested was the old butler in the manor. He was old and had a steady demeanor. He stood in front of the instrument, facing Ryan, smiled and shook his head. The results displayed by the instrument are still negative.

Ryan put away the instrument and carefully put the Stygian Whale's eyeball back into place. He walked towards Old York's residence and handed the eyeball back to him. Old York took the eyeball, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

"Ryan, things are not always as we wish. The wizard's talent is a rare gift, not everyone can have it, but the proportion among the nobles will be greatly increased." Old York said in a slow voice .

Ryan nodded, expressing his understanding. Then he paused and said with a hint of regret: "I originally hoped to train a few more assistants to help me deal with the current backlog of pharmaceutical orders. Now it seems that I can only rely on myself and my assistants."

Old York thought for a moment, then smiled slightly and said: "Perhaps better assistants will appear in the future, you just need to keep working hard. As for the pharmacy order, if necessary, I can help you arrange some interns or other young talents who can be trained ”

Ryan was filled with disdain, but he still nodded pretending to be grateful.

"It's okay to make a deal, but I don't want to train pharmacists for a group of potential enemies."