A Hospital in Another World?

Garrett was shut away writing his paper when Seraina was squatting next to a totem pole, gleefully playing with the spirit of a white weasel. Reaching out, pulling back; flipping her hand over, rotating her wrist; lifting it up, then smacking it down...

Bringing it back was out of the question, a mere spirit of a white weasel could never be brought back in this lifetime. But since it couldn’t be brought back, that was all the more reason to make the most of the few days in Akula, to play as much as possible!

However, just as Garrett began to advance, Seraina stopped her play. She turned her head, looked back, her ears twisting left and right, then abruptly stood up and strode forward. Halfway there, she casually grabbed Bernard...

Then, the two of them squatted on either side of Garrett’s door, waiting.

The barbarians were baffled. Seraina raised her index finger to her lips, making a "shush" gesture, focused and sensing the magical fluctuations in the room. Ah, for a level 5 priest and a level 4 junior mage, these fluctuations were quite strong...

Garrett is the best, after all!

Seraina clenched her fist energetically. Then, faced with the barbarian elders rushing over, drawn by the fluctuations, she grimaced fiercely.

Garrett was unaware that the Silver Dragon Girl was squatting outside guarding his door, blocking numerous probing minds. At that moment, he was immersed in the infusion of the world’s will, focused and constructing spell models:

Which one to choose this time?

The utility of an ECG was immense! Moreover, the casting required high skills and took time. With the world’s will infusing power, perhaps the support time could be extended from three to five minutes to an hour?

Perhaps save some energy, and while maintaining the ECG, perform a surgery simultaneously?

Garrett guided the power with concentration. Each node, each line, every square on the plane, whether fixed, mutable, or needing free flow...

Although it was only a first-level spell, the complexity of the ECG magic was several times that of the ultrasound magic he had constructed before, even surpassing many second-level spells!

A cloud screen, twelve interfaces, twelve remote probes. The entire spell model involved electricity, magnetism, light, time, and spatial positioning, thoroughly testing a mage’s basic skills.

Fortunately, after advancing, Garrett’s mental and cognitive abilities had greatly enhanced. Some modules that he used to memorize laboriously without understanding, now, as he reconstructed them, he could grasp their principles.

Of course, changing was out of the question. The magic foundation of the Silver Dragon Lady was much stronger than his; the magic she created, Garrett was not yet capable of altering...

Lost in meditation, he was unaware of time passing. Garrett set up the last spell node, tweaked it to ensure smooth mana flow, and the lines lit up normally on the cloud screen. Good, in the future, he might consider adding an automatic recording mode, to simultaneously produce ECG paper...

He breathed a sigh of relief, just about to exit his meditative state when a serpent spirit suddenly slithered by his side. Opening its mouth wide, it swallowed the cloud screen in one gulp!

Garrett: !!!

Don’t!

I just finished setting it up! Don’t make me do it all over again!

He scrambled to retrieve it, and if not for the inconvenient movements of the meditative core’s light figure, he would have commanded it to extend two hands and pry the cloud screen out of the serpent spirit. After two failures, he found the correct method, calming his mind and touching the serpent spirit with his psychic power...

Eh?

It seems, the spell model can still be triggered?

And, he could delegate the task of maintaining the spell to the serpent spirit, allowing himself to be distracted by other tasks? After all, maintaining the spell state on the cloud screen did not require much active operation?

If so, that would be wonderful!

Garrett was immensely relieved. As the infusion of the world’s will was nearing its end, trickling down to a few sparse drips. Garrett gathered this last wave of power and poured it all into the serpent spirit:

Eat as much as you can, and help out more!

And, don’t rush to transform into a dragon! Your master can’t afford you!

Lost in meditation, Garrett felt no passage of time. When he completed all his work and opened his eyes, he saw bright light piercing through the slats of the blinds, shining directly in:

Is it daylight?

This advancement, I unknowingly used up a whole day?

Garrett jumped out of bed, flexed his limbs, and walked outside. As he opened the heavy wooden door, a chill wind hit him,

making him shiver on the spot. A cold substance smeared across his face, his hands wet when he wiped it.

It was snowing.

The first winter snow on the great wilderness fell on the morning of his completion of advancement.

Garrett stood at the doorway of the house, looking up at the sky. The north wind howled fiercely, filling his entire field of vision with palm-sized snowflakes. Just a few days ago, the sky had been clear, and suddenly, visibility dropped to less than ten meters.

“It’s snowing…”

Garrett casually cast a 【Heat and Cold Resistance】 on himself, stretched out his arm, and scooped up a handful of frantic snowflakes. The ice-cold snowflakes quickly turned into water, flowing down his wrist. Garrett raised his hand and wiped it, murmuring:

“Time to go home…”

“Garrett! It’s snowing!”

The Silver Dragon Girl rushed over like a cannonball. Garrett had no time to react before he was hit by a snowball, the soft snow fluttering down to his neck. Garrett shivered on the spot:

“Seraina!”

“It’s snowing! Come play with me!”

The Silver Dragon Girl’s laughter was full of joy. Garrett took a deep breath, adjusting his mood:

“Seraina, winter has arrived, and I should return to Nevis now. Would you like to come with me to see? There, I have many new experiments to conduct, and many new treatment methods to develop…”

“Sure sure!” Seraina cut him off mid-sentence, nodding eagerly. She excitedly grabbed Garrett, her face full of anticipation:

“Of course, I’m interested! I’ve got nothing else to do right now, just traveling around, seeing new things, the fresher the better!—When do we leave? Now?”

“Uh… maybe not right now…” An elderly figure approached from the other side of the cabin. Elder Gushan supported himself with a bone staff, moving towards them with uneven steps, joining the conversation:

“It’s not good to travel in a heavy snowfall. This is the first snow of winter, it’ll probably last three days. After three days, when the weather clears up, that’s when Akula ends, and everyone goes home. You might as well stay with us for a while, we’ll make sure to get you back safely, okay?”

“Yes, respected healer.” Elder Brock also hurried over. Perhaps due to the severe weather, he wasn’t adorned in his usual feathered cape, just wrapped in a thick fur coat:

“Guests who come to Akula never leave in a storm. Why not stay a few more days at the camp, collect your hunting share before leaving?”

The Silver Dragon Girl looked at Garrett. Garrett pondered for a moment:

Traveling in heavy snow was indeed unnecessary, but after the snow stopped, it seemed unnecessary to follow Elder Gushan’s group.

With Apa, a magical beast of that level, they could travel a thousand miles a day, much faster than riding in a shaky covered wagon!

“Then shall we wait a few more days? Maybe learn some third-level magic?” He sought the Silver Dragon Girl’s opinion. Seraina’s smile brightened:

“Sure sure!—Then it’s settled, we’ll leave after the snow stops!”

Those magicians who worked and studied, earning their way to advance to level five, then painfully saved money and resources to exchange for third-level magic;

Magicians who had been enclosed in schools from the beginning, like Aurora, also had to pass their mentor’s assessment after advancing to level five before being granted learning scrolls;

However, Garrett, even before setting off for the Dwarf Kingdom, had been forced by Archmage Carlisle to memorize a whole bunch of spell structures. Lest he advanced and had no spells to learn, delaying his efforts, affecting his combat power…

So, Garrett picked and chose, selecting the one he most wanted to learn at the moment, and spread out his paper and pen.

“Seraina, look at this refuge hut’s structure, how can we change its air entry and exit routes?”

“Why are you learning refuge hut spells! We have me! Learn flying magic! Flying magic!”

Seraina swept away the manuscript on the table. She didn’t take the pen, that 【Endless Ink Pen】 was Garrett’s lifeline, always tucked close to his heart on the left side with an oak wand; but that didn’t stop her from waving the rolled-up paper up and down, boosting her own momentum:

“Learn flying magic! Once you learn, fly with me!”

“Uh…”

Garrett wanted to say that learning this thing was of no use, flying over Nevis was prohibited, at least for mid-level mages;

Wanted to say that when flying magic was first learned, its speed was just so-so, flying with her, he’d be left so far behind he couldn’t even see her tailwind;

Wanted to say that

flying by her side, he’d probably be directly smacked to the ground by the airflow of her wingtips…

But, seeing the Silver Dragon Girl with widened eyes, waving the manuscript, her cheeks flushed and puffed up, he still raised his hands, surrendering honestly:

“Alright, alright, we’ll learn flying magic…”

Indeed, operating rooms were common, but traveling was not. Traveling on the great wilderness with Seraina allowed her to transform into a dragon without restraint, a chance to fly together that, if missed, would be hard to find again…

The spell structure of flying magic wasn’t too difficult. After three days of intense learning, Garrett felt confident, believing he had mastered it. So, on the first clear day, he bid farewell to the elders, and with Seraina and Bernard, rode on Apa, embarking on the return journey.

The silver moon deer galloped along, leaving the settlement far behind, out of sight, Seraina immediately began to prod Garrett vigorously:

“Flying magic! Flying magic! Fly!”

“Wait, when you transform into a silver dragon and take off, they might still see you—let’s run a bit further, a bit further…”

The silver moon deer kept running until midday, covering a few hundred kilometers, before Garrett was willing to attempt flying magic. He carefully controlled the spell, gathering the magical power into a cluster, lifting him into the air.

But then, what to do next?

How to determine the direction of travel?

Garrett flew up, dropped a little, then flew up again, still not mastering it. Theoretically, he knew he should use his mind to control the magic, but he always feared, the slightest distraction and the flying magic would dissipate…

Below, Seraina laughed so hard she doubled over, waving her hands urging him forward. Garrett steeled his heart, waved his arms and kicked his legs, dog-paddling through the air~~~

“Hahaha! Garrett is so silly!”

The Silver Dragon flapped her wings, soaring up. She swooped under Garrett, and in an instant, her smooth, icy, hard back lifted him high into the sky.

“Silly Garrett! Learn to fly faster!”

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