Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Mouse Constitution

Laun said, “Senior Locke, this is normal for the two of us. We still have three years to be promoted to second-class wizard apprentices.”

“You call that an anomaly.”

Locke smiled. “Don’t call me senior. We’ve always been friends.”

“It’s okay for other people to call me senior, but you two once lived with me for a whole year, and it makes me feel weird that you call me senior.”

Pierre and Laun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They saw that Locke’s attitude did not change at all because of the huge gap in their current status, and they felt more grateful.

Lawn pointed at Pierre and said, “Dear Locke, this time Pierre wants your help.”

Locke looked at Pierre in confusion.

Pierre blushed and said, “Dear Locke, you know more than us. I just want to ask you, take a look at this contract, should I sign it…”

Pierre handed Locke a contract.

“Senior Angron seems to think I have a special physique and wants to sign a contract with me to be his assistant in the Potions Laboratory… He also said he would give me a job.”

“Locke, you know, my family is quite ordinary and we are very short of money. It would be great if there is such an opportunity.”

Pierre said excitedly, “Senior Angron promised to give me fifty magic stones every month. But Lawn suggested that I ask you, as you have more experience. Besides, Locke is also a first-class wizard apprentice, just like Senior Angron.”

“You understand that world better.”

For a third-rate wizard seedling, fifty magic stones per month is obviously a huge sum of money.

Therefore, Pierre, who came from an ordinary family, found it difficult to resist such a “huge” temptation.

Locke quickly scanned the contract, his expression shifting from casual to serious. He closed it and glanced sternly at Pierre. “You’re prone to allergies, aren’t you? For example, when you move to certain areas, your skin suddenly turns red, or you get a runny nose, or even an unexplained fever, or gastrointestinal problems. These things happen randomly every time you move.”

Pierre was stunned for a moment, because this obviously had nothing to do with the content of the contract, but Locke revealed his private secret. “How did you know that, Locke?”

“I rarely talk about these things with others because I don’t think it’s necessary.”

“Also, I’ve seen doctors in the mortal world, and they said it was just a problem with my physical condition. I bought some simple potions at Lilith’s hut, but they didn’t help.”

Pierre shrugged and said, “Besides, sometimes the symptoms can become more severe.”

Locke said seriously, “Because you have a rare low magic resistance physique.”

“You’ve been targeted by that Angron guy. He’s not looking for you to be his assistant, but to use you as his experimental material. I advise you not to sign, otherwise it will be difficult for you to maintain your human form.”

Locke didn’t care that his advice to Pierre would offend Angron or something like that.

Not to mention such trivial matters, it would be difficult for Angron to know.

Even if he knew, it wouldn’t matter.

After all, it is unlikely to become an enemy with a first-class wizard apprentice over a single sentence, unless the other party is a psychopath.

Besides, Pierre was his old friend, so it was Angron who was the first to offend.

Even though Angron is a veteran first-class wizard apprentice with a relatively high status, he has no vested interests in him, so it doesn’t matter.

Pierre was obviously startled. “You want me to be your experimental material? But why? I’m just an ordinary wizard seedling.”

Locke shook his head. “Low magic resistance is a very rare physique. Normally, any living being has a certain degree of magic resistance. Otherwise, just living in this medium magic zone, they wouldn’t survive long.”

“Every organism, due to its own vitality, possesses a certain degree of magic resistance; it’s just a matter of strength. For example, a berserk rhino’s skin possesses a level of magic resistance far beyond that of a human.”

Locke warned, “There are a small number of humans with special physiques, and their magic resistance is much lower than that of other humans. Therefore, whenever they enter an unfamiliar environment, they will experience vomiting, gastrointestinal problems, rhinitis, and other symptoms due to magic allergies.”

“In severe cases, people often don’t even survive to adulthood.”

Pierre was stunned. He was just an ordinary wizard, yet he had such a unique physique, lived to adulthood, and even became a third-class wizard apprentice.

Locke said, “Now you know, your situation is extremely rare.”

“People with low magic resistance are less likely to interfere with the effects of potions because of their extremely low magic resistance. They are the best experimental subjects for potions.”

“Magic resistance can interfere with the potency of the drug, potentially making observations unclear. Therefore, from an observational perspective, the lower the magic resistance, the better. This allows for easier observation of the potion’s effects. This is different from the considerations required when taking the drug.”

Locke said, “Generally, the subjects for potion experiments are chosen from races with naturally low magic resistance. However, those races are not human, and their internal structures are very different from humans. It’s hard to say how the medicinal properties will change in the human body.”

“And you have low magic resistance, which won’t interfere with the potency of the medicine. Moreover, you’re a human. What’s even more amazing is that you’re a wizard’s apprentice. It’s truly rare.”

Locke thought seriously and said, “Giving you fifty magic stones a month is nonsense. I’m just bullying you because you don’t understand. If you really want to be a test subject in exchange for magic stone resources, I think you should at least ask for a higher price.”

“I think it’s more appropriate to give you 100 magic stones every month.”

“You are rare, after all.”

Locke was already looking at Pierre with the same eyes as if he were protecting an animal. He was also about to pass the Potions Assistant Certificate, and to be honest, Locke was a little tempted.

Laun nudged the stunned Pierre with his elbow and said with envy, “I really envy you. I didn’t expect that you, Pierre, are also the chosen one.”

“You can earn a hundred magic stones every month just by being someone else’s experimental subject. What an enviable talent.”

Pierre opened his hand. “What kind of talent is this? I’m a guinea pig!”

Pierre looked at Locke and said, “Even if I have to be a test subject, I have to find someone reliable. I might as well be a test subject for Locke.”

Locke shook his head and refused. “One hundred magic stones a month is a considerable expense. I’ve only been learning how to make the Concentration Ointment lately, so I don’t need a high-level test subject like you… No, I don’t need to bother you.”

“Well, that’s it. Whether to sign or not is up to you to decide.”

They were not Pierre’s parents. There were many wizard apprentices in Lilith’s hut. In order to earn magic stones, they took the initiative to serve as experimental materials for Angron.

This is also an option.

(End of this chapter)