Chapter 1053: Causing Trouble on the Elf Island, Don’t Mention My Name

"I don't want to go to Elf Island..."

The Lord of Thunder wasn't too surprised by this answer. If Garrett had wanted to go, or if he had been eagerly looking forward to it, he would have packed his bags and tried to find a way to Elf Island as soon as he reached level 10.

Of course, in Garrett's view, perhaps developing a vaccine was far more important and urgent than exploring Elf Island. But even so, while building the research institute and researching vaccines, he could at least mention it to Byerbo, right?

He didn't mention it at all, nor did he take out the pendant's map to ask for advice... The Lord of Thunder even suspected that Garrett hadn't touched the pendant since advancing to level 10... Perhaps he really didn't want to go.

However, the Lord of Thunder couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed:

"You really don't want to go? Elf magic is quite unique. Human magic in its earliest stages learned a lot from the elves. I visited once when I was young and benefited greatly... Are you sure you don't want to take a look?"

Although the council doesn't approve of every high-level mage going—after all, the elves are still very powerful, especially on their isolated island, and even a legendary mage might not return if they force their way in. But for mages who have the opportunity to visit, one trip can greatly expand their knowledge.

This kid has half-elf blood, a guide to Elf Island, and permission to enter, yet he doesn't want to go? What a waste!

"I really don't want to go." Garrett shook his head awkwardly.

"Why should I go? For sixteen years, no one has come to see if I'm dead or alive, or how I'm doing. They threw me a pendant to guide me, and I'm supposed to obediently go?"

Who knows what those relatives are like over there? Who knows if this body's mother—oh, who fell in love with some noble bastard somewhere, who is probably not very old by elf standards, even after twenty years, is still a young girl—has fallen in love with someone else? Has she remarried?

If she has a new family and new children, wouldn't I be adding trouble by traveling a long distance to see her? Who knows how the elves over there view me!

When I was a doctor, the most annoying thing was complex family relationships among patients. One patient lying in bed, the ex-wife says not to treat, the current wife says to treat, the eldest son doesn't care, and the youngest daughter insists on treatment but won't pay...

All the noise could drive a doctor crazy. If by luck, they reach a consensus and sign all the risk notification forms, surgery confirmations, critical condition notices, etc., and pay promptly, it's fine.

The fear is when one agrees to sign, but several others do not. The ones who don't want to sign insist the doctor must cure the patient...

Oh, those who theoretically have a duty to support the patient but usually live far away and have no chance to care for them, tend to cause the most trouble. Doctors even invented a term for it, "Faraway Filial Piety Syndrome"...

In short, Garrett hated all such complex relationships. Asking him to eagerly jump into them was even more unappealing.

Moreover, this body isn't his, it's the original owner's... Rushing to find the original owner's mother? It feels too weird!

Garrett didn't voice all these concerns to his teacher. However, being a legendary mage who has overlooked the world for so many years, the Lord of Thunder naturally understood many things. He sighed secretly:

Didn't expect that at my age, I still have to do psychological counseling for my disciples?

How many years has it been since I last did this!

Byerbo and the others were his disciples when his level wasn't high. At that time, the selection pool was narrow, and the disciples inevitably had various problems that required his attention.

After advancing to levels 18, 19, and even becoming a legendary mage, the selection of disciples became increasingly strict. Those with psychological issues, extremism, or tendencies to go to extremes rarely made it before him...

Returning to this old task after decades, it's a bit unfamiliar.

Household matters are a tangled mess that outsiders can't easily untangle. However, necessary things still need to be done. The Lord of Thunder shook his head disapprovingly:

"It's best to go. On the one hand, between levels 10 and 15, broadening your horizons as much as possible is crucial for future advancement; on the other hand, before becoming legendary, it's best to settle whatever can be settled, to avoid regrets."

What?

Is there something in this world similar to "resolving karma" and "untying knots"?

To make enough contributions to the world and repay all debts, in order to successfully ascend, no, to successfully become legendary?

"Alright..." He responded dejectedly. Alas, he still couldn't escape the fate of playing out a daring journey to Death Island—no, to Elf Island.

Oh, the original owner's mother left a letter calling that island Yongju Island, didn't she?

"Then, teacher, please make sure to send me the superconducting materials! Without something to hold the scene, I dare not go rashly!"

The Lord of Thunder: "..."

Looking at you, do you intend to turn Elf Island upside down?

Wake up, spells of the sixth ring, seventh ring, even the ninth ring, won't cause much trouble on Elf Island...

"Fine, I'll think of something and send a few sets as soon as possible." He replied irritably and was about to cut off the communication when he remembered something and added:

"By the way, if you cause any trouble on Elf Island, don't mention my name!"

With a crack, the communication was cut off, the lightning humanoid collapsed, and re-entered the lightning cat. Garrett sat dazed in his chair, staring at the lightning cat which was grooming itself, licking its paws, and burying its head in its hind legs:

What did the teacher mean?

Are you afraid I'll cause trouble and mention your name, so the elves will come in groups to beat you?

No, why don't you have confidence in me... Do I look like a monkey? Like someone who will wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace? Like someone destined to cause trouble?

Or did you, teacher, cause some great trouble when you went to Elf Island back then, that they remember it clearly even after decades, perhaps centuries?

Explain yourself!

Unfortunately, there was no way to explain. The cross-continental projection communication could only happen once and couldn't be repeated in the short term. Moreover, it could only be initiated by the Lord of Thunder, and Garrett couldn't initiate it himself...

Garrett sighed as he got up from the desk, planning to find a place rich in lightning to recharge the lightning cat for a few days. Meanwhile, the Lord of Thunder, having ended the communication, immediately called the Tower Spirit to send Garrett's new paper to the legendary mages:

"Look! Look! This paper has many interesting new things!"

"He's showing off his disciple again." Helenna of the Enchantment School sighed. Sigh, showing off a disciple isn't a fault, but Christine, please control yourself a bit!

Every time you show off, the Immortal One follows suit, and the maze lock vibrates with your movements...

As the maintainer of the Igor Maze Lock, you two have caused me a lot of trouble, do you know that?

"Indeed, showing off one's disciple is really annoying." Almeida of the Mind Control School also sighed.

Speaking of which, that brainwave research project, with her place, the Thunder Horn, and the Black Crow Swamp, has only just begun after so many years. And what about Garrett? What has he been busy with?

After leaving this project, he went from Nevis to the capital, from the capital back to Nevis, then to the New World, and then to the Eagle Kingdom...

During this period, how many projects has he switched? Every time he starts something, he leaves it for others and goes to play with something new...

"Tell me, what's new this time?" Lord Ripley of the Transmutation School, silently opened the paper and began reading.

Sigh, it's always about medical, medical, medical. Finding something related to transmutation in these medical topics is quite a challenge...

Speaking of which, the rapid pain relief equipment sold well in the Transmutation School last time and made a lot of money. But now that the war is over, equipment sales have visibly decreased, and a new profit growth point is needed:

"Huh? Huh huh? Virus identification and targeted elimination equipment? This is good..." Lord Ripley muttered while reading, his hands already drawing in the air. After a few strokes, feeling insufficient, he directly opened the Silent Illusion:

"Let me think about how to design this... How to connect it? The 'Identification of Bloodlines·Modified' can't be used with bacteria identification and parasite identification in the same magic array... How to design a universal interface... Madam Endorf! Take a look at this!"

"I'm looking!" Madam Endorf of the Divination School replied impatiently. Heaven knows she is from the astrology branch, not the identification branch. Those spells for detecting thoughts, identifying bloodlines, and analyzing weaknesses are not her main focus—

When will Garrett bring back that little silver dragon?

Without the silver dragon, the research progress on the Star Dome is back to the slow pace of before!

"This 'Identification of Bloodlines·Modified' idea is very good... Old man, how about we start a project together? Break down this spell, these beams, one by one, analyze them and see what we can come up with?"

"We probably can't do it alone..." Lord Ripley of the Transmutation School shook his head. He scanned the legendary mages'

network, calling the protective and enchantment mages:

"How about we research the essence of this spell and these beams together?"

The legendary mages discussed enthusiastically, each seeing great research potential in Garrett's paper. The Lord of Thunder listened with a smile, finally coughing to get their attention:

"By the way, should we publish this paper in the next journal issue?"

"No!"

"No!"

The protective and divination mages shouted simultaneously. Lord Steiner of the Space-Time School slowly said:

"Don't let the Radiant Church know we have vaccines! It's one thing for them to find out, but having confirmed, publicly acknowledged information is another. We can do a lot during this time gap!"

Hmm, I heard yellow fever is already spreading on the Storm Islands?

Well done, offense is the best defense. With yellow fever causing chaos, the Radiant Church won't be able to handle anything else for at least two or three years!

"Then..." The Lord of Thunder intertwined his fingers, leaned back comfortably:

"Since the paper is to be kept secret, shouldn't we give Garrett some compensation?"

"...What do you want?"

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