Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1331 - 528: Traveler, Tower, Morning Star_2

"Everyone, please gather at the center of the dome."

Vinard’s voice echoed through the entire space via the amplification system:

"The historical projection is about to begin."

.........

When the last apprentice stepped into the ceremonial circle at the dome’s center, Hillas lightly pressed a few control buttons.

Countless micro runes began to light up on the inner wall of the dome, flickering like stars.

"Apprentices, close your eyes and relax your mind."

Ron began to guide them into the appropriate mental state:

"Feel the flow of the river of history and let your consciousness resonate with the times of the past."

His historical research skills fully unfolded.

But this time, he chose a brand new approach.

Instead of diving into history alone, he became a bridge so that the apprentices could also share the experience.

At the moment the historical projection was activated, the entire environment inside the dome began to change dramatically.

The mystical blue light gradually faded away, replaced by the dim environment of an underground mine.

The moist air was filled with the smell of metal corrosion, and the sound of heavy hammering and deep shouts came from afar.

When the apprentices opened their eyes, they found themselves deep in the mine of Stoker Star.

But, contrary to Ron’s expectations, this historical projection was exceptionally vivid and real.

There was almost a physical reality to it.

The apprentices could not only feel the anger and despair of the workers but could even touch those coarse tools and cold metals.

Lira reached out to touch the rock wall of the mine and was shocked to find she could feel the texture and temperature of the stone.

"Master... this sense of reality..." The voice of the Three-eyed race girl was filled with awe.

Ron felt a sense of alarm surge in his heart.

He immediately activated the Observer’s Eye, starting to carefully scan the structure of the energy field around him.

Sure enough, in the dome’s energy regulation system, he discovered an abnormal energy amplification phenomenon.

Something was secretly enhancing the projection intensity, making this experience far more real and dangerous than anticipated.

But now, there was no way back.

The apprentices were completely immersed in the historical scene, forcefully interrupting the projection might cause them mental harm.

"Since it’s like this..."

Ron resolved in his heart:

"Let us perform an even more spectacular act on this enhanced stage of history."

Around them, the coal smoke workers of Stoker Star were gathering in the depths of the mine.

Every face was filled with anger, despair, and a determined resolve.

In their hands, they held various makeshift tools — iron hammers, steel tongs, even parts dismantled from machines.

"Brothers!"

A burly "Copper Arm" worker stood at the center of the crowd.

His right arm was entirely made of copper alloy, gleaming under the dim light:

"We’ve endured enough! Enough of the oppression from those high and mighty nobles!"

"Today, is the day we reclaim our dignity!"

Deep roars erupted from the crowd, but these sounds were absorbed by the walls of the mine, turning into a suppressed and resonating echo.

Gareen watched these workers and involuntarily clenched his fist.

He could feel a familiar anger from these people — a rebellion against injustice, a yearning for freedom.

After some searching, he saw a familiar figure among the crowd.

It was a young Resentment Gold warrior, whose dark golden metal right arm was identical to Gareen’s metal arm.

"You... who are you?"

The young warrior noticed Gareen’s gaze and warily turned around.

When he saw the Resentment Gold traits on Gareen’s arm, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes:

"You have our aura, but your gear... isn’t of Stoker Star’s style."

Gareen took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and said:

"My name is Gareen... If you’re Cadraque, then..."

His voice trembled a bit: "You should be my father."

The young warrior’s expression froze instantly.

He carefully examined Gareen’s face, then looked at that familiar Resentment Gold arm.

"Cadraque... yes, that’s my name."

The young Cadraque spoke slowly, disbelief in his voice:

"But you... how can you be my son? You look even older than me."

"Because, we are from the future."

.........

Surrounded by the reality of the historical projection, the apprentices quickly found their respective positions.

After proving his identity, Gareen immediately began using the advanced forging techniques he learned at Vinard Academy.

He extended his Resentment Gold arm, lightly touching his father’s metal arm, and the two metals of the same origin produced a subtle resonance.

"This forging technique..."

Cadraque watched his son transform a coarse scrap iron into a sharp combat dagger within minutes, amazement in his eyes.

Gareen applied the "structural reorganization" theory taught by the academy, making the crystals of the metal lattice more compact and orderly.

At the same time, he guided the energy of his inner emotions into it.

It was a yearning for fairness and justice.

"Resentment Gold is strong because it transforms intense emotion into material strength."

He explained to his father as he worked:

"If we can forge with positive emotions, the effects will be more enduring and stable."

Lira, on the other hand, used her third eye to provide a tactical advantage for the uprising forces.

She could perceive the emotional state of the noble armies, predicting their movements in advance.