Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems-Chapter 169: Sephilin's Counterattack

On the second floor, inside Locke, Andrew and Axi's office.
Axi said with some concern, "Locke, no matter what, you appeared too confident outside. These patients were originally pushed onto us by them, and now they have even more reason to push them to us..."
Andrew shook his head, stopping Axi from continuing, "Axi, Locke is a more excellent potion master assistant and breeder than us. Trust his judgment."
Ever since Locke sold a Memory Ointment at the shop where Andrew worked, Andrew understood that Locke's talent in potion studies also exceeded his own.
Axi nodded. "I'm just reminding Locke. After all, these cursed individuals are quite troublesome. If handled poorly, they could very likely backfire on us."
"Lower our evaluation scores. The Outstanding Therapist award at year-end would have nothing to do with us. Originally our team's evaluation scores have been gradually improving lately."
"That's why everyone chose to avoid them. If it weren't for the academy's mandatory requirements, who would accept victims of such troublesome new curses, especially when these curses involve interdisciplinary crossover fields."
"It's very easy to either lose money trying to cure them, or fail to cure them and have our evaluation scores lowered."
Axi raised her eyebrows, saying, "I think the happiest person right now is Kali Ackerman. This morning, I saw her gloating. Their workshop wants to monopolize this year's three Outstanding Therapist spots and one Exceptional Therapist position."
"So they view the normal teams in the treatment center as their main competitors. She must think now that our team no longer poses a threat to them."
Locke sat at his workstation, originally reading a Class B article borrowed from the public library.
At this moment, Locke looked up at Axi with confusion. "Axi, their workshop only has two first-class wizard apprentices total, yet they want to monopolize four spots?"
Axi explained, "Now besides that Kali Ackerman who's stationed at the treatment center, they have many first-class wizard apprentices who are also potion master assistants that frequently visit Anglon's workshop, coming irregularly and occasionally."
"Through this method, those potion master assistants don't need to come for several hours almost every day each month like us. They only need to come from time to time."
"Yet they can accumulate large numbers of patient treatment records and excellent evaluations. So naturally they could potentially monopolize the four reward spots in the treatment center."
Andrew picked up the conversation, "They're probably all students within their mentor Halen Vera's network, meaning their senior and junior classmates."
"Their network is extremely vast, so Anglon, as Halen Vera's excellent student, definitely needs to create benefits for his junior classmates, and likewise, those junior classmates can help him too."
"So he can use this format to organize a workshop, reduce his junior classmates' workload, while simultaneously leveraging the network relationships to create very impressive treatment records, ensuring most spots fall to their workshop."
Andrew sighed. "The evaluation criteria for the four spots mainly look at treatment quantity and difficult problems solved. In both aspects, Anglon's workshop has great advantages."
"I estimate that in the end, they might even pile many patient treatment numbers onto a few people for the sake of rewards, completing internal network benefit exchanges."
In a sense, this was the benefit of becoming a student under an academic faction.
Andrew said, "These four spots were originally established by the treatment center to reward us resident potion master assistants, but who knew Anglon and his group would find a loophole."
Andrew sighed. "Anyway, wherever there are benefits to be exploited in the academy, these kinds of people always suddenly appear."
At his workstation, Locke nodded. "Let's focus on doing our own work well first. That's the only thing we can control."
Andrew agreed, "True."
Locke looked down at the materials, his eyes flickering. Indeed, Anglon's workshop, due to having many personnel and Anglon's powerful abilities, originally had a good chance of monopolizing this year's four special reward spots but actually, their team currently wasn't without advantages either.
If his prediction was correct, many special patients should be coming over the next month.
'I'm no longer a breeder assistant now, I'm an official breeder, and also a potion master assistant,' Locke thought. 'So as long as magical plant curses surge, the academy should prioritize assigning me to solve this problem.'
'Even if they send breeders to assist the potion master assistants, they shouldn't bypass me. So this year, we might not be unable to compete with Anglon's workshop for reward spots, even that unique Exceptional Therapist position!'
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At the edge of Lilith's Cottage territory, in a mortal village.
At this moment, all the mortals in this entire mortal village had died, but their bodies were manipulated by dark magic. They didn't know they were already dead and continued living as usual.
This provided concealment for the black wizards hiding here.
Sephilin was in the village's temporary underground laboratory. An ordinary first-class black wizard apprentice hurriedly entered her laboratory to the message sent back by their trading contact at the Healing Hand Treatment Center.
Sephilin wore a black robe with a hood concealing her appearance, but when she turned around, her revealed appearance nearly frightened even the ordinary first-class wizard apprentice from the same wizard organization.
Sephilin's form retained the beast-like vampire appearance, while her face appeared patched together like a patchwork, with different square blocks of different body parts that even had different skin tones.
This could only indicate that her different body parts didn't come from the same source.
Sephilin angrily raised her eyebrows. "That breeder named Locke actually dares to publicly despise the curse I designed?"
"Damn it. Locke Augustine... an unknown nobody who just became a first-class wizard apprentice, actually dares to publicly mock my work. Ridiculous."
"Ridiculous."
The ordinary first-class wizard apprentice looked at Sephilin with some fear. "Lord Sagamor, I think the other party might simply lack sufficient ability to recognize the level of your curse."
"He's just a newly promoted first-class wizard apprentice with edly low talent evaluation ratings."
"You know how lacking newly promoted first-class wizard apprentices are in magical knowledge... In your eyes, they're not much different from second-class wizard apprentices."
Sephilin turned around, her tone becoming intense, "So what! I want that white wizard named Augustine to know the price of despising me, the great curse master of the Blood Curse Court."
"I want to give him a painfully unforgettable lesson for life!"
"Field, convey my order. Triple the intensity of all previous operations. I want to design curses against more first-class wizard apprentices from their Lilith's Cottage and their allies."
"When victims of my curses fill their Healing Hand Treatment Center, I'll see if they still think my magical plant curses are just insignificant curses."
"Hahahahahaha..."
"I hope that little breeder can remain so confident this time."