CHAPTER 762: GARRETT, QUICKLY BECOME A LEGEND!

The long treatment finally ended.

Garrett, nearly drained, walked weakly beside his senior brothers and sisters. That Flame Armor was truly powerful. Operating it remotely drained his mental strength more than directly controlling skeletons.

He had to be aware of the conditions of foreign organisms in the muscles, whether they might enter the bloodstream or other tissues... Ah, could he let the dark gold skeleton carry him?

He was so tired!

"Little Garrett, I’ll compensate you for that silver skeleton later," said Master Ferrell as she walked slowly, her skirt slightly trailing, without the previous elegant flair. It was clear that the injuries and surgery had left her somewhat fatigued.

Garrett managed a weak smile and didn’t stand on ceremony. His own senior sister wouldn’t hesitate to pay. Although Garrett hoped she would leave him a piece of that vampire moss...

If he couldn’t study it, at least seeing it would be good. Even if not now, giving it to him when he was above level ten would be fine!

"No!" As if seeing through his thoughts, Master Ferrell shook her head gently, her eyes flashing:

"That moss can’t be given to you! Little Garrett, before you reach level fifteen, you can’t even look at it unless we’re around! Its essence is an 18th-level moss beast!"

So, there was still a chance to see it, right? Garrett considered his own safety and accepted the arrangements of his senior brothers and sisters. Master Ferrell sighed and patted his shoulder:

"Little Garrett, advance quickly!—With your current abilities, you’re still far from being able to treat high-level superhumans!"

Garrett nodded silently. The feeling of being unable to help when those close to him were injured, even needing protection to approach, was truly unpleasant. This time they were successfully treated, but what if it wasn’t successful next time?

"Little Garrett, you care too much about the safety of ordinary people, so your focus rarely shifts to the higher levels," said Master Byerbo, also nearby:

"At the level of high-level superhumans, various energy injuries, superhuman-level creatures and toxins, mental conflicts and disturbances, and bloodline distortions are the main causes of injuries. You seem... rarely concerned about these?"

Garrett bowed his head silently. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, he simply didn’t understand! The essence of magic, how magical energy operated within the body, what effects it had on cells, and how to harmonize it...

He didn’t understand any of these! When asked how to treat, he didn’t even know if body expansion and contraction spells changed the size or number of cells!

Not understanding meant he didn’t dare to try. Like this time, if his senior brothers and sisters’ injuries weren’t simple, he wouldn’t dare to help suggest solutions...

"Little Garrett, you need to work harder." The group walked out of the auxiliary tower of the conjuration department, Byerbo stopped and looked back:

"The council currently has no legendary-level healers. If a legendary mage gets injured, it will be extremely troublesome!"

Garrett nodded solemnly. His teacher... was also a legendary mage. The gap between an 18th-level mage and a legendary one might not be smaller than the gap between a 7th-level and an 18th-level mage. This involved the essence of life.

If he couldn’t handle his senior brothers and sisters’ injuries, could Master Belsa handle it if the teacher got injured?

As the main output of the council as a legendary mage of the evocation school, the Lord of Thunder would undoubtedly be on the front lines if a fight broke out! ṛ𝘢ℕO͍ВË𝒮

Garrett returned to his mage tower with heavy thoughts, instructing MOSS to pull the copper wires and create various lightning grids manually. He closed his eyes, covered them with a black cloth, and cast a darkness spell on his forehead to begin training his sensing abilities.

Step one, step two, step three...

Zap!

Misjudged. Fortunately, MOSS adjusted the voltage to 12V, just giving a shock without injury. Garrett sighed and returned to his original spot, sensing again.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Zap!

"Ah, it’s already 220 volts AC, why is sensing still so difficult? Do I need to increase it to a thousand volts, two thousand volts, or even higher to sense? But that would make the room unsafe!"

Blocking his original senses and relying solely on mental power was truly difficult... It felt like forcibly creating an organ within his body!

Garrett trained hard for a day, two days, three days, half a week without progress. Although the teacher gave a one-month deadline, he felt he would be in trouble if there were no preliminary results in a week...

"Ah... How do I practice sensing... It’s so hard, I can’t find a way... I wish there was a quick method..."

Garrett, on his way home from the hospital, lay weakly on the back of the Silver Moon Deer, lamenting. Appa’s ears perked up, suddenly changing direction, running towards the wilderness behind the hospital.

"Appa? Where are you going?"

Garrett tried to sit up slightly, only to be jolted back down by the deer.

When an eighth-level beast ran at full speed, it was more thrilling than speeding on a highway in a convertible, with the wind cutting like knives. Without the long fur on the deer’s neck to block the wind, Garrett felt his face would be flayed.

After running for fifteen minutes, the surrounding scenery was unrecognizable to Garrett; after thirty minutes, Appa leapt into the sea. Waves rolled, drenching Garrett instantly.

Garrett hastily cast a bunch of body-fixing and water-breathing spells on himself. The Silver Moon Deer swam vigorously, and before the sun set, they had left the land far behind.

In the sunset, the silhouette of a small island rose from the waves. Appa suddenly dove, plunging into the water. Underwater currents rushed past, and fish scattered in panic among the reefs.

Garrett buried his head in the deer’s neck, letting it lead him through the darkness. He couldn’t see anything, and the sound of water was incomprehensible. Naturally, he extended his mental power and soon discovered an underwater cave ahead.

Appa carried him straight into it. Rising, rising, until its hooves touched dry ground, it placed Garrett down and shook off the water.

A rain of water droplets splashed down on him. But Garrett had no time to complain:

In the darkness, his mental power revealed a beautiful scene ahead. In the pool, on the cave walls, tiny flowers bloomed everywhere...

Clear, transparent flowers that could be seen without eyes.

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