The shimmer of teleportation faded within the personal laboratory, and Jeming stepped out, his figure appearing in the lab.
Not daring to delay, he opened the constantly flashing Magic Network Terminal on him and quickly connected the call.
A light screen unfolded in the air, revealing the familiar figure of Professor Clark.
As always, in his meticulous dark Wizard Robe, his iconic slightly bald forehead reflected the sheen of wisdom under the lab's cool light, his expression as calm and focused as ever.
"Professor." Jeming greeted respectfully.
Professor Clark's personality remained unchanged, diving straight to the point without any small talk, his tone as concise as stating experimental parameters: "Jeming, clear the schedule from a month later to about a year onwards. There's something I need to take you to see."
"What is it?" Jeming asked curiously, though he felt no resistance.
