The Wizard's Biological Chip Can Process Everything-Chapter 66: Lineages and Crystals

Settling into the chair, I arranged the books on the wooden table.

I began with "Glossary of Magical Creatures," one of the essential books for any acolyte.

Opening the thick cover and flipping through the first pages, I focused on the introduction as if I were reading attentively, but soon I murmured to myself:

—Biochip, begin content extraction.

At first, I pretended to be deeply absorbed in the book’s words, softly reciting each line as I read, masking what was really happening.

["Extracting information..."]

But in reality, the biochip was copying every word, image, and magical inscription directly through my eyes.

All the content was being stored, sorted, and categorized automatically, far more efficiently than any human could ever manage.

As I realized how efficient the process was, I stopped wasting energy reading carefully and became a true copying machine.

My only effort was moving my eyes across the pages, letting the chip handle the rest.

The subtle blue glow in my eyes was the only evidence of what was truly happening, but thanks to the stone column hiding me, no one could notice.

In less than fifteen minutes, "Glossary of Magical Creatures" was completely saved into the database.

I leaned back in the chair for a moment, absorbing the magnitude of it.

More than ten thousand unique races and creatures of the Mages’ Continent, detailed in descriptions, illustrations, and specifications, were now permanently stored in the biochip.

I smiled, impressed with myself.

If the other acolytes knew I could do this, they would sell half their souls for something like it.

Soon after, I picked up "The Beginning of Spiritual Power" and opened it.

This was a theoretical text, more technical and abstract, yet incredibly valuable.

It dealt with the origin and application of the spiritual power used by mages, offering basic methods to exercise it.

Although less voluminous than the glossary, it demanded even greater concentration, as it was filled with magical letters that drained spiritual energy with every page read.

Even so, I continued.

The biochip’s efficiency was unbeatable, and soon the content was fully digitized.

However, when I finished the second book, I felt something strange.

I placed a hand on my head, gently massaging my temples.

A wave of nausea and exhaustion began to wash over me.

—Shit, I muttered, frowning.

I knew what was happening.

These were the classic signs of spiritual energy depletion.

As a level 1 acolyte, I was very familiar with this feeling, but I had never imagined that simply reading general books could drain me so quickly.

If basic books drain energy so intensely, how exhausting must it be to learn a casting spell? I thought as I took a deep breath to refocus.

Then I opened the next book.

There was so much knowledge I needed to acquire before leaving the library, and every magical crystal invested there had to be worth it.

Within the vast and intricate world of magic, there was something almost poetic about the way the four great branches of mages differed and, at the same time, intertwined.

Each of them represented not just a style of magic, but a philosophy of life, a way of facing one’s destiny and defining what power truly means.

Lineage Mages...

As I read about them, I saw majestic and imposing figures, their bodies overflowing with ancestral energy.

These were the lunatics who sought purity in their blood, yearning to become something beyond human.

They chose the most powerful creatures from other realms—dragons, phoenixes, abyssal demons—and worked tirelessly to incorporate their strength.

It was not only magic that drove them, but the power of their own bloodlines.

It was fascinating, yet at the same time terrifying.

How much would they be willing to sacrifice?

Their own bodies?

Their souls?

In the end, they were nothing more than mortals playing with the fire of the gods.

Even so, I couldn’t help but wonder.

What if I had the chance to carry such a lineage?

Would I accept it?

Well... the answer is, of course, of course I would!!

Who wouldn’t want to be some kind of heir to a divine bloodline of a LIGHT DRAGON?

Beyond bloodlines, there were other types of mages—the Body Refinement mages...

They were, without a doubt, the most extreme and determined.

To them, the body was both temple and weapon.

Every muscle, every fiber was a fortress that had to be strengthened at any cost.

I imagined one of them immersed in a vat of poison or pierced by radioactive metals, all to withstand levels of pain and pressure that would crush an ordinary human being.

I couldn’t help but shudder at the thought.

What kind of unbearable pain must that be?

Would it be worth having an invulnerable body, yet living a life of constant suffering?

The answer is no.

The penultimate of the four main branches—Knowledge Mages... These were the most numerous, but also the most diverse.

I respected them deeply, because in some way, I saw within myself the spark of a Knowledge Mage.

They were the scholars, the ones who lost themselves in libraries, who deciphered the laws of the universe and sought absolute truth through understanding the rules that govern everything.

But I also knew that, no matter how vast their field was, there was danger within it.

Knowledge was a powerful weapon, but also an unbearable burden for those who dared to go too far.

As someone who possessed a biochip, I understood the limits of knowledge very well.

Mechanical Mages... Finally, the most despised and misunderstood of them all.

The Mechanical Mages.

I read about them with a mixture of curiosity and discomfort.

These were the ones who did not hesitate to trade flesh and bone for metal and gears.

It was a kind of blasphemy to more traditional mages.

Why contaminate your sacred body? many would say.

Mages readily accepted bloodline mages because it made sense—to want to be the child of a dragon god or something like that.

But for the Mechanical Mages, that did not matter.

Their bodies were tools to be perfected.

Every piece of metal implanted brought them one step closer to transcending the need to sleep, eat, or even feel.

For them, knowledge stood above all else, even above humanity itself.

They had a motto.

"Glorious evolution!"

I had to admit that part of me admired them.

They were mad engineers, but their commitment to learning was absolute.

They sacrificed their mortal bodies for more time and resources to pursue the truth of the universe.

But the price was high, perhaps too high.

To lose one’s own flesh... was that something I was willing to do?

No... after all, how could I feel a woman’s body if I were a machine?

When I closed the book, I leaned back in the chair and shut my eyes for a moment, processing everything I had just learned.

These four branches were not merely divisions of power or knowledge, but paths that every mage had to choose at some point in their journey.

Each had its own logic, its own strengths and weaknesses.

Obviously, when it came to these four main branches, let’s just say that nothing was impossible in this strange world.

After all, I wouldn’t doubt that some Mechanical Mage had found a way to impregnate women even without genitalia, just to have descendants.

The book mentioned that some of them had even built floating cities.

With these four main branches as the backbone, an infinite variety of strange mages was born into this world.

They conquered different worlds, plundering resources and knowledge and enslaving thousands of dimensions.

They were the dominant force of the entire Magical World when fighting or conquering other realms.

In addition, I also discovered that there were numerous large-scale mage associations within the Magical World.

There were simply too many to count.

Internally, each of these organizations and associations implemented its own exchange system, but due to the differences in attributes and bloodlines in which each mage was interested, none of them were interchangeable.

After all, a fire mage would not accept a water spell in exchange for a magma stone.

Therefore, in an effort to resolve trade between organizations, Magical Crystals were born.

This was an advanced magical universe with countless dimensions.

Every space within each of those dimensions was filled with magical energy.

Normally, this magical energy was evenly distributed throughout space, but on rare occasions, or in certain unique environments, extremely dense clusters of magical energy could be found.

Thus, in these unique environments, the excessively dense magical energy would infest the surrounding minerals, transforming them into a crystal.

This crystal was a unique item that allowed mages to quickly replenish their spiritual energy consumption.

As a result, it became an item that gained acceptance among all users across the major domains.

Consequently, the Magical Crystal became an important strategic resource for the Magical World, as they were constantly conquering other realms.

Thus, it was used as the basic currency throughout the entire Magical World.

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