"Tch, making such a fuss, I thought he was so amazing! I didn't expect this kind of scene, treating us like lowly peasants?"
After Ajef walked away, a magic apprentice named Roger muttered while accelerating the growth of seeds.
"Isn't that right? And he even made us sign a secrecy contract so seriously! It's ridiculous, if you asked me to say it, I couldn't even say it out loud!"
Another magic apprentice also complained.
"Keep your voices down, be careful or we'll all be unlucky if someone hears us!" The leader of this group reprimanded.
"Got it, got it!"
Roger responded casually, the dissatisfaction on his face only increasing.
At this moment, not just Roger, but most of the Wood Spirit magic apprentices were holding back a surge of anger.
On one hand, they were stimulated by Irene obtaining the Purple Snow Wood magic staff;
On the other hand, this magic experiment also made them feel like they were being underutilized, or rather, insulted!
You know, acceleration is just a basic Wood Spirit magic; it merely speeds up plant growth and has no other meaning.
Its greatest value is in cultivating magic plants with overly long growth cycles, and in controlling plants for combat through combination magic.
Now Ajef was actually making them use acceleration to speed up crop growth. What's the difference between this and the low-class peasants who dig for food in the dirt?
What the hell kind of magic experiment is this?
A group of magic apprentices were angry but dared not speak, yet Irene, who was following behind Yushen'an, showed a hint of excitement.
"Sir, are you trying to screen out the most excellent plants through rapid growth?" Irene asked excitedly.
If you were to ask what her greatest achievement in crop research over the years was?
It was her invented "Most Excellent Theory."
This was a principle she had thought through after much contemplation.
She believed that plants, like people, also have differences in height, weight, and quality.
Just like the children born to mages, their magic talent is stronger than that of commoners.
You have to admit that bloodline advantage exists.
Therefore, by selecting the seeds of the best-growing plants and cultivating them generation after generation, it would definitely be possible to cultivate crops with higher yields.
"More or less, but this is called directional breeding."
"Directional breeding?"
Irene's body trembled. This term almost directly and accurately explained her greatest research achievement!
At this moment, the look in her eyes as she gazed at Yushen'an brightened.
She finally confirmed that she had met a true scholar!
"It seems you've been researching for quite some time. How are the results?"
Yushen'an asked while inspecting the underground laboratory.
"Very poor. I've screened for a long time, and at most I can increase the yield per mu by 10%, but the advantage of this batch of seeds disappears after two or three generations of reproduction."
Irene's face was dim. The disappearance of the advantage meant that each generation of seeds would require repeated careful selection, which was too costly and impossible to popularize.
"That's normal. Any plant has dominant and recessive genes. The plants you directionally bred in the laboratory are essentially only expressing dominant genes. But this doesn't mean the recessive genes have disappeared. After two or three generations, with the plants freely pollinating, the traits naturally separate," Yushen'an said casually.
Irene's expression became blank.
Yushen'an's words gave her a feeling similar to when she first encountered magic: confusion, incomprehension, profundity, awe!
But his eloquent and logical manner made her realize that Yushen'an had an extremely profound understanding of plants!
"My heavens, how did the Ghost Hand Gourd grow into this?"
Just then, a magic apprentice suddenly exclaimed.
Before Irene could look over,
Exclamations rose one after another, exploding in the laboratory.
"Look, my, my, the Black Grain I accelerated has actually oozed white liquid?"
"Mine too!"
"Ah-- my Long Horn Bean has grown so long!"
The magic apprentices went crazy! They all shouted and yelled!
As Wood Spirit magic apprentices, they were quite familiar with various common plants.
Initially, the process of accelerating the plants was quite normal, but as they grew, things started to go wrong.
Some leaves growing in a spiral shape were one thing, but some branches and leaves were actually oozing sap?
Even more terrifying was that as the plants flowered and bore fruit.
The final products left them dumbfounded, almost biting off their tongues.
The Ghost Hand Gourd turned into conjoined gourds;
The Long Bean Pod grew longer than a person;
The Black Grain oozed white liquid;
Almost all the common plants had undergone terrifying mutations!
Roger, who had been complaining incessantly before, at this moment, could no longer utter a single word of complaint.
He stared at the plants before him with wide eyes. The magic experiment before him had completely exceeded the limits of his imagination.
It wasn't that the bizarre changes in the plants scared them. As Wood Spirit magic apprentices, they had cultivated even more bizarre plants.
What truly shocked them was that they hadn't performed any interference on these crops?!
It was merely acceleration.
Yet such terrifying changes had occurred?
How could they not be horrified?
Could it be a problem with the seeds?
But they had clearly checked the seeds before cultivation; they were just ordinary crop seeds?
Fear stems from the unknown.
At this moment, all the magic apprentices simultaneously looked at Yushen'an.
They realized that they had underestimated this mysterious being.
A being capable of making Archmage Dandale willing to offend a large number of Archmages just to arrange for them to come and assist in the experiment was indeed extraordinary!
You know, these plants had already become distorted.
This was almost equivalent to involving the realm of gods!
"Silence! What are you panicking about? Did you forget what I said before? Record everything you see, observe, and feel. The rest has nothing to do with you."
Yushen'an reprimanded.
"Yes!"
Sparse responses came from the laboratory. It wasn't that everyone didn't respect Yushen'an, but that everyone was stunned.
Irene, in particular, looked at Ajef with disbelief. Her pupils trembled, and her hands shook.
This scene completely negated what she had thought was "directional breeding."
This meant that Mr. Ajef had likely already found a completely new research direction.
From these mutated and distorted plants, it was clear that he was challenging the authority of gods, attempting to create entirely new species!
At this moment, Dorothy, who also saw that Yushen'an was challenging the authority of gods, felt the same way.
After all, she was the granddaughter of Dormann, the Son of the Forest, so she naturally had some insight.
Had her grandfather not told her Ajef's identity?
She had also been trying to guess and speculate, but she still hadn't expected Ajef to be so terrifying.
A seemingly simple magic experiment had completely overturned their imagination of plants!
Is he a god?
Is this the real reason he could mobilize all of Felix's Wood Spirit magic apprentices?
Dorothy looked at the distorted and deformed plants before her, which had not undergone any magic interference, and her scalp tingled. The romantic feelings in her mind, Dessovar's indifference, her grandfather's sigh, were all thrown to the back of her mind.
She realized that she was witnessing history.
In the face of history, everything she had experienced was merely floating dust, not worth mentioning!
This magic experiment finally ended in a chorus of exclamations.
The magic apprentices, having written their observation reports, left the underground laboratory in order.
As they passed by Yushen'an, no one could muster any hint of mockery anymore.
On the contrary, everyone felt a deep sense of guilt and shock!
Ajef was a true scholar, a scholar whose mastery of Wood Spirit magic far exceeded the limits of their imagination.
He deserved to be respected!
After leaving the Forest of Magic, Dorothy ran back home. She breathlessly pushed open the door to her grandfather's study and, under his surprised and displeased gaze, shouted, "Grandpa..."
She couldn't say the rest of the words.
The secrecy contract firmly locked down her conscious will.
As long as she tried to reveal it, her mind would go blank, and she wouldn't know what to say.
She stammered for a long time, then suddenly a flash of inspiration struck her, and she shouted urgently and incoherently:
"Grandpa, you must participate in Ajef's magic experiment! Otherwise, you'll regret it for a lifetime! Believe me, you understand, I, I, I can't say, I have a contract on me, you must participate! You must!"