On the second day after dinner, Heath received an 'expensive piece of good news': he could move to a new house.

Shadow Tower, in the dormitory area of the tower.

"This room belongs to you from now on, future Wizard Lord Heath. So, is there anything else that Doro can help you with?" The Gray Goblin brought Heath to the door, rubbed her hands, and spoke to Heath with a smile.

Although the intelligence seed of this goblin class was only half the height of an ordinary person, it was very diligent and meticulous in doing things. It was one of the most outstanding butlers in the Wizard World.

Heath shook his head. "Thank you for your help."

After saying that, he handed over two Magic Stones.

The Gray Goblin, Doro, who had received the Magic Stones, had a pair of extremely terrifying eyes. "You will definitely be the most generous Wizard in the world."

"Do you still need me to help you tidy up your room?"

Heath shook his head. "There's no need."

The Gray Goblin bowed once more. "Alright, then I wish you a happy life. If there's anything you need help with, be it running errands, delivering meals, or cleaning, you can look for me at the oil painting gallery."

Heath nodded. "Alright."

Doro left.

Heath pushed open the thick wooden door wrapped in an iron sheet and walked into his new dormitory.

This was a typical stone room in the Tower. The room was not big, about thirty square meters in size. It was semi-circular in shape, and there were no decorations inside. Whether it was the floor or the ceiling, they were all uneven stone slabs.

The furniture was a bed on the right and a wardrobe on the left. There was a beauty mirror against the wall, and there was nothing else.

There was also a room inside that could be used for meditation and experiments.

Looking around, Heath sighed. "This is a room with 300 Magic Stones for a month. It's so dark..."

Expensive, indeed expensive.

But this kind of expensive was not something that everyone could enjoy.

The main tower of Shadow Tower was being built on the eye of the elemental spring. It had been specially modified using a spell formation to drain the elements, so the elements that gushed out from here would first pass through the rooms in the tower.

The density of the elements was related to everything for Wizards. Training, cultivating plants, casting spells, concocting potions, experiments, and so on, all could be done with half the effort and double the results with high elemental density.

And because of this, even if the monthly rent of the rooms in the Tower was ten times that of the rooms outside, the Apprentices still fought to get in.

Like Heath's room, which had just been vacated. The previous Apprentice who had lived here had failed to advance to a Wizard not long ago, so the room was empty. And the one who managed this area happened to be Apprentice Daniel who had dealt with him before.

After consulting Heath's opinion, he helped him keep it.

"The elemental concentration is indeed much stronger than outside..."

Heath closed his eyes to feel the elemental concentration in the air. Such an environment was indeed very helpful to a Wizard.

"Let's clean it up first."

After a few months of unoccupied rooms, the door was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Clap! Clap!

Heath clapped his hands lightly.

Ding! Ding! Dong! Dong!

A series of chaotic sounds could be heard.

The broom, towel, wooden bucket, mop, and other tools hidden behind the door suddenly moved by themselves. They swept away the dust, mopped the floor, wiped the corners, changed the bedsheets, and busied themselves cleaning the room.

This was the new spell that Heath had mastered, [Cleansing Activation].

Soon, the room was cleaned completely, including the bedsheets.

"It's just that there's still some furniture and decorations left..."

He would be living here for the next few years, so Heath was more particular when conditions were right.

"Let's talk about it later."

Shaking his head, Heath put away his messy thoughts and walked to the end of the room.

There was a cross-shaped window facing the dark sea of trees.

Sitting on the window sill, Heath looked at the forest in the distance. Standing on the tall tower, he could overlook the entire Underdark Treesea.

Under the thick dark clouds, there were forests, small houses, mud, and lakes.

Among the old trees, the Flower Fairy with dragonfly-like wings was carrying a small honey jar as she shuttled from one flower to another. She would greet the old tree people from time to time.

From time to time, a few palm-sized fish-tailed Water Fairies would appear from the meandering forest stream, and their pouty little mouths would spray water.

A loud and powerful cry came from the sky. It was a Pegasus with big wings flying high in the sky.

White deer that could shine, tables and chairs that could walk, flowers that could sing, strange fruits that could cry... There were all kinds of wonderful scenery.

And Heath knew that these were only the tip of the iceberg in this world.

This world...

There were too many miracles waiting for him to witness.

"Work hard. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will only bloom for those with strength. If you want to see the world, you must have enough strength!"

Silently warning himself, Heath withdrew his gaze and returned to the room, beginning the next stage of his struggle.

Sprint!

Towards advanced Apprentice!

...

Shadow Tower, top floor, Wizard Slater's room.

In the spacious room, Slater was sitting in front of a wide red-patterned wooden table, flipping through an ancient book. His straight back and upright sitting posture naturally exuded an indescribable temperament.

Knock, knock, knock!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The official apprentice, Alba, appeared at the door.

"Come in!"

Alba walked to the table and bowed respectfully to Slater. "Teacher, the Apprentice Committee has sent over the information of a high-quality Apprentice. They want me to hand it over to you."

Slater nodded. "Bring it over."

Alba crossed his arms and took out a sheepskin scroll from his wide sleeves, handing it over.

Slater took it and asked casually, "Which family is it from? What bloodline?"

Alba said, "It's a mudblood."

Slater, who was just about to take off the scroll's tether, stopped what he was doing.

He placed the scroll on the table at the side, nodded, and said, "Okay, I got it."

After saying that, he went back to reading.

Alba did not leave, because he knew that with his teacher's personality, he would not pick it up again.

His family and bloodline were the worst among his teacher's students, so he was always laughed at by the other students. Now that he had a rare opportunity to find someone to take the fall, he could not miss it.

Soon, seeing that he did not leave, Wizard Slater could not help but ask, "Is there anything else?"

Alba organized his words and said, "Teacher, this Apprentice came from the battlefield."

"His performance in Twilight Fortress was very outstanding. Even after the commander of the defending army died in battle, he was still able to lead the army to fight alone. In the end, he defeated the enemy and killed an advanced Apprentice of the enemy."

"He is also a Knight himself."

He quickly recounted Heath's achievements. He picked up all the directions that Slater would pay attention to.

As expected, Slater, who had just put down the scroll, had his eyes light up. "Oh?"

He picked up the scroll again...