A Hospital in Another World?-Chapter 807: Advancement! Exploring the Truth of the World

Chapter 807: Advancement! Exploring the Truth of the World

The advancement came too fast, like a tornado.

Garrett Nordmark expressed that he didn’t want this either. Advancing to a level 7 mage in less than a year felt like his foundation wasn’t solid.

More importantly, he hadn’t fully studied many of the fourth-tier spells! Many were still incomplete!

For example, the "Dimension Door" spell. He could only teleport within his line of sight, unable to teleport to places he knew but couldn’t see. He could only teleport himself, not others…

This was practically useless! His hospital, outpatient building, research building, maternity building, mage tower, weren’t they all stacked on top of each other?

If he couldn’t teleport accurately to the doorway, inside the ward, or the operating room, and couldn’t teleport critically ill patients into the emergency room, this spell was largely wasted!

Another example was the "Arcane Eye." The standard version could only pass through holes with a diameter of 1 inch; anything smaller would get stuck. Garrett found a method to shrink it to a diameter of 1 centimeter, but the cost was a significant loss of control!

This thing was originally able to move freely, as long as his mental power could support it, traveling 100 meters per minute was no problem. However, the shrunken version needed vines to push it forward if it went more than a foot into the body.

If he wanted to add a lighting function without a separate vine carrying a light source, from the moment it was summoned, he would have to use vines to control its direction. Moving it even a step would be a dream.

And then there’s the "Stone Skin" spell, which his teacher explicitly required proficiency in. However, Garrett hadn’t even started practicing it—

Are you kidding? Practicing this spell once required diamond dust worth 250 gold coins! 250 gold coins! Gold coins!

Teacher, do I look like I have several sets of 250 gold coins lying around?

Selling a magical treadmill, the mage tower’s cut was only 200 gold coins! He had to split it with Mage Norwood, leaving only half for himself!

Selling ten treadmills to the War God Temple netted him 1,000 gold coins; helping Viscount Saren’s son advance once earned him 3,000 gold coins, but he had to leave half as reserve funds for the mage tower…

Teacher, I just paid off my debts! Finally, after extracting a large sum from the War God Temple, I built the hospital and mage tower. Where would I find the money to learn "Stone Skin"?

It feels like advancing from level 7 to level 8, without mastering these spells, would get him killed by his teacher… Worse yet, after advancing, the teacher would definitely make him research fifth-tier spells…

However, opportunities for advancement, once they come, must be seized. They cannot be abandoned, nor resisted. Garrett took a deep breath, shut his door, and immediately plunged into deep meditation.

The entire mage tower, under the control of MOSS, trembled slightly.

The tower doors closed, the windows dropped. Defenses activated, linking to the magical network, the elemental pool intensified, infusing the meditation room with refined elements, gradually increasing the elemental concentration…

A significant moment was when Cirella stood at Garrett’s door for a while, then turned back to the dragon’s nest at the top of the tower, revealed her true form, and lay down slowly.

Inside the mage tower, it was chaos.

"Quick! Quick! Activate the Anti-Dragon Aura! Wear magic items to enhance mental resistance! I’m talking to you, move faster than a turtle, if you blow up another alchemy cauldron, get out of my mage tower!"

Garrett knew nothing of this and didn’t care. He closed his eyes, accepting the infusion of the world’s will, guiding the energy into his meditation core. Bit by bit, filling and solidifying his spirit…

Bones, muscles, blood vessels, heart, nervous system, brain, internal organs, lymphatic immune system, skin, hair…

Constructed with mental power, the light figure that served as the meditation core was previously built part by part, connected with mental power. This time, under the world’s will, it seemed to form a whole, interacting fluidly.

Garrett had a premonition that next time he advanced, this light figure might "come to life." As for what would happen after it came to life?

He’d take it one step at a time. He had done a lot for this world; the world’s will wouldn’t harm him!

Garrett opened his mind, letting the world’s consciousness fill his meditation core. When it was fully filled, he added more layers to the conch-like outer shell.

One layer, two layers, three layers. With each additional layer, the efficiency of energy absorption increased, and the protection of his spirit strengthened. By now, Garrett had lost count of how many layers he had wrapped around his meditation shell.

In any case, it had surpassed all the conch shells and snails he remembered. If he had to compare, it was like the endless circles a street vendor wound noodles around for fried dough sticks in his past life.

Moreover, Garrett’s conch shell was three-dimensional…

Garrett meditated diligently, absorbing energy until his spirit felt bloated and could no longer absorb any more. He even reinforced every spell inscribed in his spiritual core, not forgetting the newly created AED magic.

Finally, he completely relaxed his mind, letting it diffuse, diffuse, infinitely diffuse. Expanding perception and interacting with the world was said to be the first step to materializing the meditation world, a path every mage above level 10 must walk—

This time, let’s see how far I can perceive!

Garrett let his spirit be carried by the world’s will, rising higher and higher, infinitely higher. The scene from his last advancement reappeared:

Extremely strong energy, gathered into a mass, high in the sky, with cloud-like auras descending, attracted like magnets;

The land, sea, mountains, tiny points of light, endless. Viewed from above, it was like the world light distribution map Garrett had seen online in his past life—

Wherever the lights were dense, stable, and strong, the descending cloud pillars were particularly thick, and the flow seemed faster. Falling, infusing, thread by thread, spreading across the land…

So what are these cloud auras?

When they fall on the land, are they good or bad for the world?

Garrett tried to enlarge his awareness, following a wisp of cloud aura. Closer, closer, the cloud aura descending from the high sky, initially spinning like a waterspout, extremely condensed, gradually loosened.

The lower it got, the more scattered the cloud aura became. From afar, it looked like steaming clouds and mist; up close, it was like continuous rain, thread by thread, pouring down. In places with more lights, the raindrops were denser; in places with fewer lights, the raindrops were sparser.

Garrett expanded his perception again, following a wisp of cloud aura far into the sea. Watching closely, under the cloud aura, a cluster of light spots in the sea flickered a few times and suddenly dispersed. Stars of light continuously extinguished, soon falling into complete darkness.

And the cloud aura in the high sky also dispersed aimlessly, disappearing.

Garrett: ...

What’s going on?

What were those disappearing light spots? Were they volcanoes on a sea island? A group of exceptionally spiritual big fish? Or… humans?

Was it a ship that had just capsized, with a crew that had just met with misfortune?

Garrett’s spirit trembled slightly, instantly being ejected from the meditation state. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked at his hands:

Did he succeed in advancing?

Was he now an eighth-tier mage?

Looking up, he saw that three days had passed on the meditation room wall clock;

Touching his stomach, even though he hadn’t eaten, he felt no hunger, just a lazy satisfaction from every cell in his body;

Slightly concentrating—

"MOSS! Test my mental power!"

"Yes, boss."

The tower spirit responded. Garrett focused his mind, impacting the crystal pillar on the wall, and soon, the crystal’s color began to change:

Red, orange, yellow, each flashed, then settled in the green section. The green grew deeper and deeper, gradually approaching cyan…

"125, 131, 138, 145, 167…"

Garrett silently read. Good, each segment had corresponding colors and values, green corresponded to levels 7 and 8, 1 to 50 roughly corresponded to level 7, 51 to 100 roughly corresponded to level 8.

His last test hadn’t reached 100, but now it had surpassed it significantly. Surpassing 100 usually meant touching the threshold of advancing from level 8 to 9, at least mentally strong enough…

But other conditions were far lacking. For example, mastering enough fourth-tier spells;

Attempting to study, analyze, and master a fifth-tier spell;

Creating a new spell, preferably fifth-tier, if not, at least new and practical enough;

And so on…

All of which required sufficient resources. And to have enough resources, one needed a sufficiently high status. Garrett pondered, now an eighth-tier mage, he should remember to upgrade his badge—

Or go early to the weekly meeting, as the Tower of Heaven had a dedicated place for upgrading badges. Also, he needed to summarize all his research points so far…

Was he a five-ring archmage before, now, could he be a six-ring?

Could he get a little more from the monthly stipend?

Garrett stood up, stretching lazily. These things could wait, could be done tomorrow, but for now—

He opened the meditation room door. Almost instantly

, a figure appeared at the door, a clear and cheerful voice rang out:

"Garrett, you finally came out! How are you now?—Wow, you succeeded! That’s great! We should celebrate! Have a feast!"

"Cirella… how long did you monitor the door with the Arcane Eye…"

Garrett sighed softly. Being pushed by Cirella, he could only walk, muttering and wobbling:

"Clearly it’s to celebrate my advancement, why do I have to cook for the feast…"