Herag sat in the Meditation Room, a Secret Technique Book lay open before him.

His fingers swiftly moved across the pages, Magic Power condensed into one rune after another, imprinting into the Secret Technique Book as a Level 1 Witch Array slowly formed and completed.

This Level 1 Witch Array was named Wildfire Tent, belonging to the category of Defensive Witch Arrays.

It's generally used as a temporary residence point in the wild; once activated, the Wildfire Tent can adapt to the surrounding environment with light and shadow changes, achieving the effect of blending in and hiding itself.

The Wildfire Tent is a common array used by wizards during their journeys in the wild, offering a relatively safe and concealed place to rest peacefully.

Although it is only a Level 1 Witch Array, its defensive performance is formidable, making it not easy for even a Level 2 Wizard to break through.

Herag hadn't prepared something like this before, as he never imagined he would end up in a contaminated area.

Last time was purely an accident, and if he had a Wildfire Tent then, it would have provided considerable safety.

Now that Herag knew he would enter a Low-tier World this time, he naturally needed to prepare thoroughly in advance.

He prepared three Wildfire Tent Witch Arrays, although normally one would suffice, Herag prepared a spare one, and a spare for the spare.

If Level 2 and Level 3 Witch Arrays weren't so expensive, beyond his budget, Herag would have directly opted for them.

He glanced at his wallet, feeling that sticking to Level 1 Witch Arrays, which he could make himself, was more economical.

It's not that he couldn't afford a Level 2 Witch Array, but the Wildfire Tent is more cost-effective.

Herag's fingers quickly moved, condensing the final rune into the Secret Technique Book, then withdrew his hand.

A ripple of Magic Power spread around the Secret Technique Book, gradually calming down.

The Level 1 Witch Array, Wildfire Tent, was completed.

After finishing, Herag picked up the Secret Technique Book and headed to the courtyard.

Every time he completed one, he would bring it out for inspection to check for any issues, essentially a quality check.

These were things he would need later, and it was necessary to ensure there were no quality issues.

Herag loosened his grip on the Secret Technique Book, and it floated out on its own.

Subsequently, the Secret Technique Book magically opened as if blown by the wind, a wave of Magic Power spreading out.

An invisible shield enveloped the area around the Secret Technique Book, approximately covering thirty square meters.

Roughly the size of a bedroom, small as it might be, it's sufficient for outdoor living.

From inside, there were no obstructions to sight; the outside was clearly visible.

However, from the outside looking in, it looked different. The courtyard appeared empty, just like any ordinary courtyard.

Yet Herag stood inside it, hidden by the Wildfire Tent.

Using Shenlan's environment detection, Herag confirmed there were no issues after checking from various directions, then put away the Wildfire Tent.

He hadn't been idle lately. Besides the Wildfire Tent, he also created a bucket.

The main function of this bucket was to purify water, with a witch array designed by Shenlan for purification of nearly all problematic water sources.

For those engaging in outdoor activities, water safety is a major concern.

Herag knew finding clean water everywhere was impossible, so this was quite necessary.

Aside from this, plenty of drinking water, food, and Magic Potions were prepared; Herag always came well-prepared.

Especially this time, uncertain about how long he'd stay, Herag prepared even more.

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While Herag was preparing, other wizards participating in the Cradle Action were also preparing.

Eye of the Storm, Hibert City.

Marco stood before a massive blood pool, watching the blood inside boil and bubble.

He had performed outstandingly in the war against the Elf Plane, his ruthless methods catching the eye of Fran, a Level 3 Wizard at the Eye of the Storm, who took him as a disciple.

Marco thus successfully entered the Land of Dawn, becoming an official member of the Eye of the Storm, as well as a Level 3 Wizard's disciple.

This identity was prestigious, representing a bright future.

Marco himself was highly talented, already a Crystalization Wizard before entering the Land of Dawn.

To him, what was lacking were the conditions for promotion to Level 2 Wizard, as there was no Key of Rules in the Barren Land.

At the Eye of the Storm, with all resources granted by Fran, his power increased swiftly, now reaching the limit of a Crystalization Wizard.

For him, it was just a matter of time before undergoing the Level 2 Wizard promotion process.

But Marco wasn't in a rush, as Fran had informed him of an opportunity.

Which was the Cradle Action, where Marco could gain control of the World, and in that period, perceive the existence of various Rule Powers.

Once this step was completed, promotion to Level 2 Wizard would be a certainty.

Though Marco had always been arrogant and dismissive of others, he chose to heed his teacher's advice on this matter.

As it was indeed beneficial for him, Marco began preparing for the Cradle Action.

Blood in the pool continued to bubble and steam, with constant rolling.

This pool of blood alone showed that Marco had at least violated hundreds of rules in the Land of Dawn.

Only he knew the extent of his atrocities against human norms.

Any single act was enough to sentence a wizard to death.

But Marco didn't care, all these acts were done with Fran's tacit approval.

With a Level 3 Wizard as his backing, no one dared to speak out, nor did many know about it.

Even if someone knew, out of respect for Fran, they would turn a blind eye.

Specializing in Necromancy, Marco found no fault in his actions.

The things he did in the Barren Land were far wilder than these, unlike here where everything had to be well-hidden, even the lab had to be in this basement.

Marco watched the blood pool's condition, and seeing that the time was right, extended his hand, channeled Magic Power into the blood pool, and quickly chanted some syllables.

Magic Power entered the pool, causing it to surge, gradually forming a swirling vortex.

The blood rapidly rotated and gathered, forming a blood tornado.

The spacious pool gradually emptied, all the blood condensed into a blood sphere, levitating above the pool.

Marco looked at the blood sphere, a manic expression crossing his face, seemingly thrilled.

"With this, no one can beat me there." Marco couldn't help but laugh aloud.

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