chsdbacks Chapter 747 Decision
Chapter 747 Decision
More than a decade has quietly passed.
Once the funds were in place, the construction progress of the Creation System was suddenly accelerated, as if propelled by an invisible hand.
The black giant priests led millions of black giants to work day and night on the wasteland. Huge engineering machinery and rune arrays operated alternately. The spiritual material ripening area was the first to be calibrated, and the energy pipelines of the spiritual power mobilization system were laid down in the next step.
The entire circular magic array trembled violently the moment the energy conduit of the last sub-module successfully connected with the level-seven large elemental pool. In the next instant, a soft, dark golden light simultaneously illuminated the intricate rune circuits, like serene tides slowly covering the entire construction area.
The fourth official subsystem of the Incense and Sacred Way has been launched.
Jemin hovered above the very center of the circular magic circle, his black robe billowing gently in the energy currents, but his gaze was fixed on the gradually stabilizing glow of the magic circle below.
He could clearly feel that after the Creation System was activated, the originally somewhat rigid barrier between the divine power of incense and spiritual energy was being reconciled in a completely new way.
In the material ripening area, the first batch of test samples has begun to grow slowly.
The originally small seedlings gradually unfurled their branches and leaves under the nourishment of the magic array's light.
Although the growth rate wasn't particularly fast, it didn't feel out of place like those plants that grew faster using conventional methods; it was as if these plants were meant to grow this fast all along.
Moreover, in addition to plants, the mineral deposits buried deep underground are also constantly changing, and a completely new order is quietly taking shape on this land.
Jemin closed his eyes and focused his inner vision on his spiritual sea.
Within the Ring of Truth, the golden line symbolizing the degree of control over the laws of spiritual energy has stopped steadily at the 100% mark.
The nascent form of the solidified realm of laws slowly rotated within the Ring of Truth, like a door that was just one step away from being opened.
He could break through at any time.
But at that very moment, Jemin stopped.
Jemin opened his eyes, his expression calm, but his mind was already racing with calculations.
After level six, the rules for recruiting wizards will undergo fundamental changes.
Level 5 wizards are subject to mandatory recruitment for interdimensional war missions within a fixed period, and are forced to participate in interdimensional wars every eight hundred years.
Conversely, if the wizard himself is willing, he can fight one battle after another.
However, level six wizards are different; after completing each war mission, they are forced to rest for two thousand years.
According to military practice, elite combat units like his could have their mandatory rest period reduced by half, which is one thousand years.
Being unable to proactively accept war missions for a thousand years means that he cannot quickly acquire military merits and spoils through interdimensional warfare for a thousand years. This is no small matter.
Clark's mentor still owes more than 20 billion low-level military merits.
The first wave of revenue from the embryo enhancement technology was entirely invested in the early-stage construction of the Creation System. While subsequent revenues were stable, they were a steady stream that could fill long-term gaps but not the immediate crisis.
Moreover, the 365 main array eyes of the Zhou Tian Star Array are a bottomless pit of wealth that cannot be filled simply by selling current technology.
If he could take advantage of the fact that he hasn't broken through to level six and become a level five wizard to participate in one or two more interdimensional wars, and accumulate another fortune through war spoils and military merit rewards, then the rest period of the next thousand years would be much more comfortable.
On the other hand, breaking through to level six earlier also has its advantages.
Once the solidified domain of laws is formed, he will be able to personally verify his many deductions about the laws of spiritual energy much sooner.
The theoretical deduction of the fifth stage has almost reached a bottleneck. Many ideas can only be put into actual testing after the laws are solidified and truly implemented in the field.
Once the test is successful, Jamin will be able to fine-tune the several techniques he has already selected.
By selling new technologies, the resource problems that have plagued him for so long will no longer be just "alleviated" through patchwork repairs, but will be fundamentally solved.
Both options were good, and for a moment, Jemin couldn't help but hesitate.
Just then, the MagicNet terminal suddenly lit up with a communication notification.
He glanced down at the screen and answered the call casually.
The moment the light screen unfolded, a familiar face appeared before him.
It is Bert Vera Augusta.
She remained expressionless, her features cold and her demeanor calm, as if few things in the world could truly move her. Yet, in her dark eyes, a rare glint of eager sharpness shone through, like fire suppressed beneath a layer of ice.
"Jeming," she said, her voice crisp and clear, without any pleasantries, "I have to go out for a bit, so I wanted to let you know." Jeming raised an eyebrow: "Go out? Where are you going?"
"Conquer a plane." Bert Vera's tone remained calm, as if he were stating something perfectly normal. "My grandfather gave me a gift, an independent plane. Then he gave me a test, requiring me to take over that plane completely on my own, without relying on the family's power. If I could do it, that plane would be mine."
Upon hearing this, Jemin's heart stirred slightly.
The wizard Augusta's work is as grand as ever.
Independent planes are not cheap in wizarding civilizations, let alone when they are used as trials for future generations.
He thought about it for a moment and understood what the other person meant.
"So, you're planning to use this opportunity to try for Level 6?" Jemin asked.
"Yes," Bert Vera answered with unusual directness. "That's my own judgment too. The seat is large enough, and the internal resistance is complex enough, making it suitable as a final practical test before the breakthrough."
She paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping lightly over Jemin, as if she were explaining something casually.
"However, for this reason, I'm afraid I won't be able to visit you for the time being."
Jemin chuckled: "Didn't you agree just as readily more than a decade ago?"
"That was over a decade ago," Bert Vera said without a change in expression. "Things have changed now."
"It changed pretty quickly."
"Because my grandfather has already given me access to that dimension," she said calmly. "I need to handle the conquest process there first, and then complete the subsequent fusion of the dimension's origin. I won't have any free time in the short term."
Looking at her on the screen, Jieming suddenly asked curiously, "Are you going alone?"
"Um."
"Not even a support legion?"
Bert Vera raised his eyes, the sharpness in his dark eyes becoming even more pronounced: "I would like to have an auxiliary legion, but my strength lies in individual combat, not bio-engineering. To truly conquer that plane, I can only rely on myself."
As she said this, her tone unusually carried a hint of self-deprecation.
"Of course, Grandpa did leave me a backup plan. But that was just the bare minimum. To truly suppress the entire plane, I still have to carve out my own territory bit by bit."
Jemin nodded, his expression becoming more serious.
This was in line with the style of the Augusta wizards he knew.
It emphasizes individual combat power and specializes in high-pressure conquest.
The approach of leading a legion of billions of black giants to directly flatten the battle line, as he did, is not their style. They are more adept at crushing all enemies in their path with their own strength.
In other words, Bert Vera's goal this time isn't a simple conquest by "crushing through with an army," but a true one-man suppression of an entire realm. That's no easy feat.
"That's no easy task," Jemin said. "If you succeed, your foundation before level six will be much more solid."
"That's why I told you in advance," Bert Vera said, "so you wouldn't think I'd break my promise like you did."
“I wouldn’t think that way,” Jemin chuckled. “But I must say, your grandfather’s gift was quite ruthless.” “He’s always been like that,” Bert Vera said calmly. “And he believes that wizards either grow in battle or die in battle. There is no third possibility.”
"Are you sure your senior master is talking about a wizard, and not a warrior?"
"Your tone doesn't sound offensive."
"Of course I don't mind," Jemin said frankly. "At least it shows that you're really moving forward, instead of just slowly accumulating seniority under the protection of your family."
Bert Vera glanced at him, a very faint hint of something unusual flashing in his eyes.
"You're saying that as if you're praising me."
"That's true." Jemin laughed. "I finally have someone like you to walk this path with, so naturally I hope you keep going."
There was a brief moment of silence on the other side of the light screen.
Bert Vera then looked away, his tone still calm, but slightly softer than before.
"I'll come find you after I get that seat."
Jemin nodded: "I'll wait."
"You'd better break through to level six as soon as possible."
"That sounds like a challenge."
"You can interpret it that way," she laughed. "Of course, you can also interpret it as me not wanting you to be too far behind me when we meet next time." Jemin couldn't help but laugh too.
"Don't worry, I won't be surpassed by you so easily."
Bert Vera's gaze sharpened slightly, as if he was neither agreeing nor disagreeing with the statement.
She didn't say anything more, but simply raised her hand to turn off the communication: "That's it then..."
"Wait," Jemin called after her, "There's one more thing... I wish you all the best."
Bert Vera glanced at him, and after a moment, nodded almost imperceptibly.
"Um."
The next second, the communication was lost.
The light screen quickly dimmed, leaving only the faint glow of runes flowing quietly in the laboratory.
Jemin stared at the empty terminal and thoughtfully rubbed his fingertips together.
Augusta has already begun its push for level six.
He let out a soft breath, but he was somewhat intrigued by the information Augusta had shared.
"Then... let's have a fight."
Just as he was about to open the magic network terminal to see if the Star Ring Federation had any suitable interdimensional war missions, the terminal rang first. Jemin glanced down at the signature on the communication request, his eyebrows slightly raised.
It's Viola.