This Wizard is So Unscientific!

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Can’t Tolerate a Speck of Light, Right?_1 Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Can’t Tolerate a Speck of Light, Right?_1 Glancing at Armanti, Tuck couldn’t help but feel contemplative in his heart.

“Some people fight tooth and nail just to squeeze into the High Tower.”

“Yet those already in the High Tower long to integrate into the world at its base.”

“Actually… ”

Tuck slowly began to speak.

“Integrating into Ramore Tower City-State is quite simple.”

“It’s just not quite what you think.”

Armanti looked over.

“How so?”

“The imagined integration into Ramore City-State goes like this: In a pub, you’re drawn into a team by a few enthusiastic Adventurers, complete one or two adventures, return to the pub to drink and celebrate, and talk about your gains with other Adventurers. When the ‘Grey Night period’ comes, sleep soundly in bliss.”

“The actual integration into the high tower city-state of Ramore goes like this: A few Adventurers pull you into an adventure journey, they invite you to dinner by the campfire, and you become the dinner!”

Tuck’s words made Armanti pause.

That was indeed a bit different from what she had imagined.

Tuck continued in a slow tone.

“If… you survive by the skin of your teeth and pull off a stunning reversal…”

“Your ‘teammates’ become your dinner and the harvest of this adventure.”

“You silently lick and bandage your wounds by the campfire and come to realize a few things.”

“Congratulations, you’ve taken the first step in integrating into the Ramore Tower City-State.”

“The first step?”

Armanti asked subconsciously.

“What about the second one?”

“In the Underground Nest District, on Underground Street, while trading, gathering information, after experiencing several sneak attacks, assassinations, dark shots, and backstabbing, and you finally survive…”

“At this stage, you don’t look like an easy target anymore.”

“Aside from some shortsighted thieves who might try their luck, basically no one would provoke you.”

“At that time, you would have completed the second step.”

“Generally speaking, the second step is enough,” Tuck said.

After carefully taking note of the difficult-to-digest truths Tuck had shared,

Armanti then exclaimed in astonishment, “Is there a third step?”

“Of course!”

Tuck smiled, a radiant smile!

“The third step is very simple!”

“In the pub, you, who look just like a ‘rookie’, are brought into a team by a few enthusiastic adventurers. Then, before they invite you to dinner in the wilderness, you take the initiative and invite them to dinner instead.”

“Next to the campfire built from their corpses and skulls, you give thanks for the bounty from nature.”

“While celebrating with drinks back at the pub, you quietly listen to other Adventurers discussing their own hauls, and when the ‘Grey Night period’ arrives, you go home and sleep soundly in bliss.”

“That… is the third step.”

“You see, this third step is very simple, isn’t it!”

Armanti paused, perplexed.

She turned her head to look at that young, tender, vibrant face.

In that instant,

she understood all the great things their teacher had said about Tuck.

Indeed, everything the teacher had said was true.

He was truly the child of someone else’s family.

The world as Tuck described it was completely different from the world Armanti had imagined.

But!

Since the teacher had said so,

There was no doubt that Tuck’s description was correct.

Whether she believed it or not.

The world!

Was just like that.

After a long silence, Armanti finally spoke up with some timidity.

Her tone was not so certain, and she was somewhat apprehensive.

“Can you… take me to understand the Ramore City-State?”

Tuck turned his head and glanced over, smiling.

“Actually… it’s quite nice inside the High Tower.”

“But… I will have to leave the High Tower someday.”

Armanti said.

“Even, it won’t be long before I have to leave the High Tower.”

“The teacher has had many disciples leave the High Tower.”

“But… the ones who can still send letters back are only a few.”

“Necromancers, whether in the Ashen Land or in the outside world, are not very welcome.”

Tuck thought for a moment and said,

“Your Level is quite high, already Level 24, right?”

Armanti paused, then nodded her head.

She was increasingly understanding why the teacher had always spoken so highly of Tuck.

She had used the Necromancer Robe to conceal her presence, but Tuck still perceived her Level with incredible precision.

“It’s a nice Level, which can be of great use in Ramore Tower just now,”

“There will be a very nice adventure coming up,”

“If you’d like, I can take you with me.”

“Really?” Armanti’s eyes lit up with excitement.

“Of course.”

Tuck said with certainty.

“After all… I am in need of someone like you (to fight) (by hand) right now.”

…

After Tuck agreed to the upcoming adventure,

Armanti, who was originally a bit reserved, gradually became more talkative.

The two made their way closer to the Origin Energy Steam Tower.

Roaring sounds!

There were some, but they weren’t loud.

The Steam Tower, towering more than three hundred meters high, was like a giant beast, desperately drawing in the scarce origin energy from the Ashen Land under the bloody sunlight.

Then, the rich Origin Energy Steam was continuously spewed out by the Steam Tower, converging into fluffy, gigantic cloud-like “Steam Rings.”

From the inside out, there were a total of three massive Steam Rings.

This also proved that this was a three-ring Steam Tower.

Within the Steam Rings, one could see the “Steam Spirits” leaping back and forth, wandering, and frolicking.

The number of Steam Spirit species, their vitality, and their behavioral dynamics served as a barometer for the health of a steam ecology.

From the active state of those Steam Spirits,

one could see that the ecology sustained by the Ramore Steam Tower was very stable.

With Armanti leading the way, Tuck just needed to follow behind.

A moment ago, the view outside the glass windows was obstructed by trees and shrubs.

After passing through the Steam Magic Door, the view outside the glass windows suddenly opened up.

Even the innermost Steam Ring near the top of the tower became within reach.

Tuck looked out with admiration.

The entire Ramore Tower City-State seemed to lie prostrate at his feet.

The distinctly different buildings in each area were clearly visible.

The gaze extended outward to the thick city walls that held back dark transcendent creatures and the wild beast tides.

Using the city wall as a boundary,

Tuck saw the ecological veins maintained by the Steam Tower.

He saw the outside world.

There, the veins were filled with distortion, aberration, pollution, and other transcendent characteristics like the Dark Sun.

Distortion, aberration, and pollution as transcendent characteristics existed objectively.

As long as they were not too intense, the transcendent ecology itself could adapt and purify these negative attributes.

But!

The Dark Sun attribute in the Ashen Land could not be eradicated.

Or rather,

the world was sinking into the Dark Sun Dimension.

“Tuck!”

An exclamation of surprise interrupted Tuck’s thoughts.

Turning around, he saw a handsome face with short blue hair.

But that inherently shadowy Sequence nature made him appear slightly sleazy.

The person who had arrived was none other than “Carlos.”

Carlos looked at Tuck with a mix of three parts surprise, six parts puzzlement, and a touch of malice.

“You…”

He had barely started to speak when he seemed to sense something and immediately lowered his voice.

“How did you sneak in here?”

“If you get caught, even my sister can’t protect you.”

“Or… you might want to jump down from here quietly before they catch you!”

“Heh heh…”

Tuck let out a cold laugh.

“It seems the sleaziness and darkness of an assassin’s Sequence has seeped into your bones; you can’t stand to see anything good and can’t tolerate a bit of light, right?”

“You have the nerve to say that!” Carlos’s face showed his wrath.

“Thanks to your bad idea, my sister locked me up for a good half month.”

“Then you should be even more grateful to me. Otherwise, with your restless nature, how could you easily advance to a first-tier assassin!”

Carlos’s eyebrows rose, and the feigned anger on his face instantly dissipated.

This retort sounded just like the lectures his sister used to give him.

“You’ve also made a breakthrough?” Carlos asked in a low voice.

“Hmm!” Tuck nodded slightly.

At that moment, many apprentices in the hall were gathered in small groups, talking and laughing with each other.

Armanti had also found her own small circle.

Just then, Tuck became slightly aware.

He raised his head and looked seriously toward a room to the side of the hall.

“Click!” A sound.

The slight noise of a door handle being turned attracted no attention.

But in Tuck’s world of perception, it was unprecedentedly loud.

Right after that!

Rumble… rumble… rumble…

Woo… woo… woo…

The overwhelming roar of steam, the sound of steam whistles, all intertwined together, and the whole world trembled.

It was as if a high-speed steam train was about to burst through the door.