Not only the apprentices, but even the few High Tier Wizards standing at the edge of the square responsible for receiving the apprentices and recording data, cast gazes filled with scrutiny and curiosity.

Amy and Victor were startled, and after careful observation, they realized that the apprentices' gazes were not directed at them, but at... Jeming, who stood between them.

Jeming also noticed this, initially feeling somewhat bewildered, but soon he understood.

As it turned out, this was the session for distributing rewards after the announcement of the results.

According to previous conventions, to maintain order and convenience, it should start with the first place and proceed sequentially to receive rewards.

But at this moment, the vast majority of the apprentices had not moved, nor had they stepped forward.

They silently watched Jeming with complex expressions in their eyes.

These apprentices had witnessed first-hand Jeming's full firepower and destructive capability on the battlefield in the valley.

Although Jeming was not ranked high in the points leaderboard, only placing thirty-sixth,

in the hearts of those who experienced the Bloody Valley and the high-altitude massacre, the figure that single-handedly broke the entire Native Alliance Army with an unending flow of witchcraft was the true, undisputed first place in this trial!

Ranking seemed pale and powerless in the face of his overwhelming power.

The reverence for power from their hearts made these usually proud geniuses choose silence and wait at this moment.

They subconsciously believed that this powerful existence that broke the rules should be the first to step forward and receive a reward.

Even Bert Villa Augusta, who was first on the scoreboards and usually appeared haughty, stood defiantly in place.

In her eyes, Jeming saw significant defiance and stubbornness, as well as a provocative look directed at him.

Yet even so, this young lady did not take a step forward but, like the surrounding apprentices, tacitly acknowledged Jeming was the real first place in this trial.

"What did you do?" Amy couldn't help but slightly poke Jeming.

Victor also looked somewhat bewildered at his classmate, feeling as if he had unknowingly overlooked something very important.

Amy and Victor were among the few apprentices on the square who hadn't participated in the valley battle, so naturally, they were unaware of what earth-shaking deeds Jeming had performed.

In fact, most of the Logistics Element apprentices had made the same choice as them.

After all, at this stage, Logistics Element apprentices had only autonomously constructed one or two spells, and they were all supportive witchcraft, making them not particularly skilled in combat.

"It's nothing, just a little accident."

Jeming felt a bit helpless but also slightly amused.

He didn't really care much about this ranking, but since everyone was so stuck, he could only be the one to break the silence.

He ignored those gazes and walked straight toward the High Tier Wizard responsible for distributing rewards.

He actively went up to the High Tier Wizard and handed over his Apprentice Badge.

The High Tier Wizard took the badge without expression; with a swipe of his finger, the information inside the badge was read.

Then, a weak energy was injected into the badge, and the reward was issued.

The thirty-sixth place reward was merely 1000 Academy Points, nothing particularly precious.

Perhaps it was nice for those apprentices who fought hard for a few points, but for Jeming, it was nothing compared to the rare materials he collected this time.

After seeing Jeming receive his reward, the other apprentices finally felt relieved, as if an invisible shackle had been lifted.

The tense atmosphere instantly melted away, and everyone began moving, either excitedly, calmly, or dejectedly, toward the High Tier Wizard to receive their rewards according to their rankings.

The square's atmosphere became bustling again, but for Jeming, it was different now.

He stood among the crowd, no longer the obscure, somewhat eccentric loner.

The gazes cast toward him carried awe, curiosity, respect... and even an undeniable hint of fear.

The apprentices whispered among themselves, pointing at him, whispering about the terrifying power he displayed in the Gray Rock Realm.

That name, that ranking, was no longer important.

In the hearts of all the apprentices who had experienced the final bloody battle in the valley, Jeming, the one who only placed thirty-sixth, was the most dazzling and terrifying genius in this trial.

As for Jeming himself, he calmly retrieved the badge, picked up his leather bag, as if everything around him was irrelevant to him.

All he thought about now was how to improve his Talisman Witchcraft, and the inspiration for creating new Talisman Witchcraft.

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...

Returning to the academy lab, Jeming surprisingly felt a sense of comfort like coming home.

Instead of rushing to rest, he emptied the materials from his large bag all at once.

These materials from the Gray Rock Realm were of various types and shapes; many contained strange energy fluctuations that his current Deciphering Skill couldn't fully analyze.

He satisfactorily sorted his "spoils of war," only then turning his attention to the dim talisman witchcraft on his belt.

A total of ten Fireball Talisman Witchcraft, except for the one he initially used for testing which only had a damaged rune, were in disastrous conditions.

The shells were cracked, the runes distorted, and the core energy was chaotic...

The state of the Flying Talisman Witchcraft was not much better, with most of them being overloaded.

By contrast, the condition of the protective Talisman Witchcraft was much better, with almost no damage.

"What a pity." Jeming lightly tapped the charred shell of a Fireball Talisman Witchcraft with his finger and sighed softly.

Although he possessed Alchemy, to fully repair these severely worn witchcraft artifacts involving high-precision runes and energy transmission, he was currently inadequate.

In this trial, the formidable frontal output capability and mobility of the Talisman Witchcraft were fully displayed, but some issues were also exposed.

For example, he couldn't foresee dangers in advance when ambushed by a large force.

In the complex environment of the Gray Rock Realm, he lacked effective scouting means, relying solely on Deciphering Skill and Alchemy's passive perception.

Moreover, in resource-rich areas, the scouting effectiveness of these two witchcrafts would significantly decrease.

"Perception, tracking, hiding..." Jeming sat at his desk, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the tabletop, "The direction for the next Talisman Witchcraft should focus on these aspects."

The Wizard System certainly has detection witchcraft, such as the commonly used "Magic Vision," "Life Perception," and "Energy Detection."

But these witchcrafts mostly require the Spellcaster to actively cast; although they provide immediate results, they lack continuous surveillance ability, and their inherent energy fluctuations can easily be detected or interfered with by enemies.

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