Wizard: I can extract identities

In the early morning, Seaman was sitting in the spacious living room. On the table in front of him was an exquisite and sumptuous breakfast, with a glass of steaming milk next to him. Behind him, two maids stood waiting for orders.

Seaman ate the food on the table. The chef in his manor was specially transferred by Albert. He was very good at cooking and the food he made was very delicious and suited Seaman's appetite.

"Sure enough, the environment has the greatest impact on people. After coming to Sears, I unconsciously relaxed and lost all the tension I had when I was in the academy." Seaman said with emotion.

People are inert creatures. As long as the environment becomes comfortable and they relax, the whole person will become lazy. At this time, you can only rely on your own control to overcome this inertia.

Fortunately, He-Man has good self-control and is completely able to control himself.

Just as Heman finished his breakfast and the maid was clearing the table, there was a rush of rapid and slight footsteps outside.

Listening to the voice, Heman turned and looked at the entrance of the living room, and saw a meticulously blond old man in a neat black dress walking in quickly. After seeing Heman, he lowered his head respectfully and said, "Sir, your things have been packed." Your orders have been moved to the basement, and the basement has been cleaned."

Hearing this, Seaman nodded. This manor was specially designed for the residents to live in. It naturally had a basement, and the basement was large enough to be Seaman's laboratory.

And He-Man has already given orders. On weekdays, no one is allowed to enter the basement except under He-Man's orders. Even Danny is no exception. Violators will be severely punished, and in serious cases, they may even be executed directly.

After all, all of Seaman's belongings are placed in the basement. Not to mention the various magical materials that he spent a lot of money to buy, the tools and equipment alone are worth a lot of money. Moreover, Seaman only had one set of these tools and equipment. If they were damaged, it would be very difficult for him to find another set.

Seaman stood up from the chair, nodded to the blond housekeeper, and said lightly: "Let's go, Kara, take me to have a look!"

The blond butler bowed quickly and led the way. Seaman followed him and walked deeper into the manor.

The basement is located deep within the estate.

Seaman walked to the iron door and stopped. Kara took out the key and opened the iron door. He went first, and Seaman followed behind him.

As soon as he entered, what he saw was a staircase about five or six meters long that led straight down. At the end of the staircase was a stone door with a stone handle. Kara reached out and grabbed the handle and twisted it hard, and there was a click. , the stone door was opened.

Kara pushed open the stone door and bowed respectfully to signal Seaman to enter.

Seaman raised his legs and stepped into it. He took a look at the surrounding environment and looked at the clean basement. Seaman nodded with satisfaction. The boxes he brought were neatly placed aside.

The walls around the basement are inlaid with many luminous stones, which illuminate the basement.

Seaman waved his hand to let Kara leave, and he walked to the wooden box, preparing to take out the tools and equipment inside and arrange them one by one.

Many of those tools and equipment are fragile, and Seaman can't trust others to help. He must do it himself, otherwise, if there is a slight mistake, these treasures may be damaged.

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Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it had been more than a month since Seaman arrived.

For more than a month, Heman's schedule was very simple. There were only three arrangements every day: refining magical items, learning knowledge, and meditating.

During this period, Heman basically did not go out. The nobles and city lords in Sears City also invited Heman several times, but Heman was not interested in attending parties or socializing at all. He stayed alone in the manor every day doing his own things. .

Those people couldn't do anything about it. No one was dissatisfied with He-Man. On the contrary, they valued He-Man more and more.

Who knows that Heman is not only a hard-working wizard apprentice, but also a distinguished official wizard standing behind him!

Over time, the entire upper-class nobility in Sears knew about Seaman's character, and no one asked for trouble to invite him anymore.

He-Man is also happy about this. Although there is no entertainment, He-Man's life is not boring, but extremely fulfilling.

During this period of time, the spiritual runes outlined in Heman's mind were very fast. He also took a bottle of spirit-enhancing potion. The number of spiritual runes outlined in his mind had reached twenty-eight, which was far from thirty-six. Not far away either.

Although the outline of the spiritual runes becomes more difficult as you go to the back, and the difficulty of outlining the last few runes is even closer to the sum of the previous ones, but He-Man has the spiritual enhancement potion in hand, and he only needs to keep his state stable. In this aspect, it is better Don't worry.

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"Huh..." Heman slowly exhaled a breath and stopped meditating.

His eyes fell on the tool table beside him, which contained many tools, as well as some fragments of demonized materials and some waste.

A dark arm appeared in front of Heman, throwing all the waste on the alchemy table into the trash can aside, and restoring the alchemy table to its original state.

This is a little game that He-Man came up with during this period. This kind of behavior can not only relieve the boredom and depression of refining magical items for a long time, but also exercise his mental strength and improve his control ability.

During this month, he occasionally tried to refine second-class magic items, but the difficulty of refining medium-level magic items was much higher than that of low-level magic items. His failure rate was still not low, and the success rate was only about 50%, barely reaching half.

Such a success rate is very good for other apprentices who learn to refine magic items, but for Ximan, it is a bit too low.

"Alas, I have been in the basement for several days. It's time to go out and relax." Ximan threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, got up and walked outside.

When Ximan came to the garden, the mist cat smelled Ximan's scent and ran over, circling around Ximan. It hadn't seen Ximan for several days.

Ximan patted the furry little head of the mist cat, teased it for a few times, and then put it down.

At this time, the maid in the manor also came to the garden with the beans and cakes, and put the things on the wooden table in front of Ximan.

While drinking the beans, Heman asked, "What has Danny been doing these days?"

The blonde maid replied respectfully, "Danny has been out early and back late these days. I don't know what he is doing."

Heman nodded thoughtfully, took two pieces of cake and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed and swallowed them. He didn't care what Danny did. As long as Danny didn't affect him, Heman didn't bother to pay attention.