Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 894 - 392: Sincerely for You (Part 2)

Watching his hurried departure, Chloe’s lips curved into a wry smile:

"As I suspected... this approach won't work. Far too many people are vying for his favor."

The sightless girl remained rooted to the spot for a considerable duration, until Ron's figure had completely vanished into the passage's depths.

.........

As the imposing bio-metal doorway recognized his presence and slid open autonomously, the familiar surroundings offered a slight reprieve to his taut nerves.

"Welcome back, Researcher Ron. Your absence lasted 223 hours... Routine maintenance has been completed within your laboratory..."

The automated system embedded in the wall activated upon his entry, its voice a mechanical monotone.

Under the system's announcement, the entire laboratory buzzed with renewed life and activity.

The bio-sensors lining the walls, previously dormant, now pulsed with a warm, welcoming luminescence.

The various experimental subjects contained within the petri dishes stirred, as if mirroring their master's return with enthusiasm.

"Ailan, assist me in reconfiguring the laboratory's spatial arrangement."

He gave a nod to the Tree Spirit that had accompanied him, then began to direct the setup of new equipment:

"These novel apparatuses necessitate a more refined magical power supply conduit, and we must also account for potential energy interference between them."

The Tree Spirit's vines extended with an organic fluidity, meticulously measuring every segment of the available space.

Her innate sensitivity allowed her to intuitively discern the most efficient energy flow pathways, a gift invaluable for orchestrating intricate environments.

"Position the adaptive alchemy platform over here," Ron indicated a location near the center:

"The spiritual power amplifier requires a dedicated shielded enclosure to preempt any interference with ongoing experiments..."

Just as his focus was entirely consumed by these minute yet critical arrangements, a familiar resonance emanated from the core of his consciousness.

It felt like a long-absent kin extending a call, imbued with warmth and an undeniable urgency.

It was Nari.

Since his return to the Central Lands, the considerable distance and environmental shifts had rendered his connection with 'Mother' intermittent.

He could only manage basic safety checks, precluding any deep communion akin to their days at the Observation Station.

This state of affairs had left Nari, residing deep within the Abyss, in a state of profound anxiety, dispatching solicitous messages nearly a dozen times each day.

Now, back within the confines of the Observation Station, that link had instantly regained its clarity and stability.

"Ailan, I require a period for private communication," Ron instructed:

"You all should continue the equipment organization. Summon me should any significant issues arise."

He proceeded towards the secludedst alcove within the laboratory, where a soundproof chamber, designed for profound meditation, was situated.

Once the door sealed, enveloping the surroundings in absolute quietude, Ron immersed his consciousness into the profound communion with the Magic Sword.

Without the need for any external conduit, the link between their minds was forged instantaneously.

In the subsequent moment, Nari's immense presence materialized within his spiritual perception.

"My dearest!"

The sheer exhilaration palpable in her voice threatened to spill beyond the confines of their shared consciousness.

Countless eyes, varying in size, turned their gaze upon him, each reflecting a radiant joy.

This unadulterated jubilation was reminiscent of a mother beholding her child's safe return from an arduous voyage.

"Mother has been pining for you so intensely she’s nearly beside herself! Why the prolonged silence, my precious?

Have the inhabitants of the Central Lands failed to treat you with due respect? Mother shall march forth and impose a fitting lesson upon them this instant!"

Nari's emotions surged like an oceanic tide, her colossal form undulating with palpable excitement in the abyssal depths.

The surrounding waters began to churn and bubble, agitated by her emotional tempest, causing myriad Abyssal Creatures to scatter in fearful disarray.

"Certainly not, Mother," Ron hastened to reassure her, his voice laced with genuine apology:

"The transmission signals were indeed erratic in the Central Lands, and I was occupied with my duties. However, the moment I returned to the Observation Station, I reached out to you, did I not?"

"Hmph!" Nari pouted, subtly shifting several of her smaller ocular organs:

"Mother understands your burdens, but... but Mother misses you terribly..."

Her tone adopted a plaintive edge, and her enormous tentacles involuntarily caressed the Stand-In Puppet cradled in her embrace:

"These past days, Mother has decisively dealt with those troublesome neighbors, and the entire domain is now remarkably tranquil.

No one dares to intrude, yet there is no one to converse with... apart from your miniature likeness..."

Perceivable through their consciousness link, Ron gained a clear Glimpse into the profound transformations Nari's environment had undergone.

The once turbulent and distorted abyssal seascape now displayed an ethereal, otherworldly beauty.

Corals that had previously exuded menace were reshaped into elegant, spiraling formations, emitting a gentle, bioluminescent glow;

Exotic flora native to the Abyss were meticulously arranged in aesthetically pleasing patterns, creating living gardens.

Most remarkably, the previously chaotic Chaos Energy had been brought into an ordered state.