"The Star Realm and the material world are mirror images of each other. Places closer to the Star Realm are more likely to spawn creatures or resources with special abilities."
"It’s also very beneficial for a Wizard’s practice."
"A very few races have no reproductive isolation, and the Dragon Clan is one of them. Dragon Descendants with Dragon Blood will definitely have special abilities. Their bodies can also serve as raw materials for Demonized Items."
"The Kolon family’s Flame Mountains are rich in various materials containing the Fire Attribute. Duke Sake’s territory has a wind cavern, suspected to be related to the legendary wind spirits. Beneath the Black Swamp lie sentient beings..."
In the Public Security Office, Carl was flipping through thick tomes and couldn’t help but be moved. Knowledge, too, is a form of wealth.
Before this, he didn’t even know what the Star Realm was. In fact, he still lacked a clear understanding, only knowing it was a plane different from the material world, and that much Wizard knowledge was related to it.
As for Magic Materials, they also came in various categories.
Dragon Descendants alone were divided into rainbow dragons, ancient dragons, half-dragons, and so on...
In the eyes of Wizards, most Extraordinary Power is related to the Star Realm, including legendary Divines.
Certain special regions, because they border the projection of the Star Realm, cause the creatures within to have a high likelihood of possessing special abilities in certain aspects.
Isn’t this the Spirit Vein?
Places close to the Star Realm are Spirit Veins? The closer the distance, the more abundant the Spiritual Energy, and the faster the practice progresses?
Carl stroked his chin, lost in thought.
A familiar voice rang out, "It seems you really intend to become a scholar in the future. What book are you looking at this time?"
Carey walked over and flipped the book cover, "Blacksmith?"
"You’re not studying anatomy anymore?"
"I am." Carl closed the book. "There’s an old saying in my hometown: ’A man of many talents never feels the weight.’ Having an extra skill always comes in handy."
"Really?" Carey shrugged. "I’ve only heard another saying: ’Carrying ten iron swords is not as good as gripping a single spear firmly.’ To win, specialize!"
As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on the book cover. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and nauseous.
He had to take several deep breaths to recover.
"It seems I’m really not cut out for studying."
Carey shook his head. "Just reading makes me as sick as if I were drunk. If I were to study seriously, wouldn’t it be the death of me?"
Carl chuckled softly.
The book in his hands was imbued with a faint dizziness spell, which would make those without Wizard Talent feel discomfort. This was also a means to prevent certain knowledge from reaching ordinary people and, incidentally, to identify those with Wizard Talent.
Regaining his composure, Carey spoke in a low voice, "Do you have any money on you?"
Carl’s eyebrows knitted slightly as he asked, "I heard you’ve been borrowing money from quite a few people lately?"
"Who said that?" Carey’s expression changed dramatically, and he retorted angrily, "Such gossips! As if I’m not going to pay it back!"
"Heh..." Carl chuckled and shook his head without pressing further. "Tell me, how much do you want to borrow?"
"Well..." Carey hesitated before speaking, "Sixty pounds. I’ll definitely pay you back after this period is over."
"Sixty pounds?" Carl raised an eyebrow.
This amount wasn’t much for him. However, the other party knew his family situation well and was aware that he would be leaving Sigerno City soon, yet still came to borrow money. If Carl didn’t know Carey’s character, he might have thought Carey planned to borrow the money with no intention of returning it.
Carey’s face showed a plea. "I really need it urgently. If you can afford it, consider it helping a friend. Our friendship is worth more than a mere sixty pounds, right?"
"...Alright." Carl sighed and pulled out eight Gold Coins. "Eighty pounds. Consider the extra twenty pounds my goodwill. But can you tell me what it’s for?"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Carey eagerly took the Gold Coins and hastily tucked them into his pocket. "Don’t worry, it’s definitely not for anything bad. Once it’s over, I’ll explain it to you."
Without waiting for Carl to respond, he hurriedly went on his way, "I have to go!"
As Carl watched Carey leave, he shook his head lightly, then returned his gaze to the book in his hands. He hadn’t sensed any deceitful emotions from Carey. Perhaps he really is up to something important.