I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 690 Employment

In the laboratory, layers of cold light shone down.

Jemin slowly raised his head from before the experiment.

Dozens of light screens hovered silently in front of him, displaying massive amounts of data like a waterfall: fleet structure diagrams, energy cycle models, quantum communication protocols, social hierarchy structures, home planet ecological parameters, weapon iteration records...

Each light screen represents the core secret of that Level 6 technological civilization.

Now, they've all been taken apart.

It was quickly analyzed, then archived, and finally lay quietly in his database.

The laboratory was so quiet that the only sound was the low hum of energy flowing through it.

A moment later, Jemin raised his hand and waved.

All the light screens went out at the same time, and the world suddenly became quiet.

He stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and his knuckles cracked slightly.

At this moment, a black giant priest came to report: "Master, the legions have been assembled. As per your request, a total of 10 billion legions have been selected this time. Here is the specific number!"

"Tens of billions..."

He repeated the figures he had just compiled in a low voice, even raising an eyebrow himself: "I never imagined that the black giant race would have grown to this level without us even noticing..."

As he requested, those billions of black giants were not just ordinary soldiers, but elite units of level five or above.

Jemin glanced at the light screen handed over by the black giant priest. Among these 10 billion elites at level 5 and above, the number of level 6 individuals was in the millions.

The leader of the entire legion is the Black Giant King, Molten Mountain, who has entered the seventh level.

Such a legion is enough to wipe out a standard level six technological civilization head-on.

It doesn't even qualify as a war of attrition.

Jemin slowly exhaled.

But soon, his gaze turned somber.

The issues of the legion, coordinates, and enemy intelligence have all been resolved, so... there's one last problem.

He turned around and looked into the depths of the ground.

The thick stone walls seemed to exist nowhere in his eyes.

His gaze pierced through layers of space, finally landing at the very core of the plane.

There, countless elements converged, forming the slowly pulsating origin of the plane.

He has modified the Purgatory Sulfur Plane several times, and even the underlying rules have been embedded into the Incense and Divine Path system.

Even with such a level of control, if one were to precisely teleport a legion of nearly 10 billion black giants to open a spatial portal to the void coordinates of another civilization, there would still be one final step missing.

A high-ranking wizard who is truly integrated into the essence of the plane is needed as a "navigator".

In other words, a wizard of level six or above is required.

Only wizards at that level can manipulate the entire world as if it were part of their own body.

Jemin tapped the table lightly.

Strictly speaking, he already possesses the power required for that level.

In terms of combat power, he is now completely on par with a true level six wizard.

The problem is... he hasn't officially held the "Ritual for Solidifying the Laws" yet.

The state of being in harmony with the Dao can help to some extent in this regard, but it is ultimately not a good match.

In the wizarding system, he remains at level five.

"...just one more step in the procedure."

After a moment of contemplation, Jemin reached out and picked up the Magic Network Terminal from beside the experiment.

A crystal-thin terminal lit up at the fingertip, with pale blue runes spreading out in concentric circles, and the contact list unfolding in the air.

His gaze swept over each name.

Finally, it stopped.

Without hesitation, Jemin sent a communication request.

hum...

The terminal vibrated slightly.

A few seconds later, the light screen lit up.

A lazy, amused voice rang out first.

"oops?"

In the light screen, Viola is sitting in a large, soft chair, resting her chin on her hand.

She wasn't wearing her signature dark blue robes today, but rather a more casual home outfit.

Her long, silver-gray hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes, like jade dipped in wine, possessed a natural allure.

She looked at Jemin, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"It's only been a few days since our last conversation? Contacting me so frequently could easily lead to misunderstandings."

Ignoring Viola's teasing, Jemin cut straight to the point: "Senior, I need your help."

Viola was clearly taken aback.

Immediately, the smile in her eyes deepened.

"Oh?"

She sat up straight.

"What could possibly make you ask for a favor?"

"Say it to my face."

Jemin picked up the terminal.

"I'll grant you access to the space."

Viola blinked.

She knows this junior student too well.

He would never utter a second unnecessary word if a problem could be solved in one sentence.

Now they won't even go into detail in the communications...

That means... the benefits of this matter are substantial.

Very big.

The smile on her lips slowly widened.

"OK."

"I happen to be free."

Jemin raised his hand and drew a complex rune in the air.

As the permit was issued, silver ripples instantly spread across the central space of the laboratory.

The layered spatial structure was precisely cut open, and a stable, near-perfect teleportation channel slowly took shape.

next second.

A figure "flew" out of the teleportation array.

Viola floated out of the teleportation array, her feet off the ground, maintaining her languid posture.

She landed lightly, her long hair slowly spreading out in the air, and then looked around.

"To be honest, although we've been in touch, it's been a long time since I've been to your lab."

She had her hands behind her back, as if she were visiting a museum.

"Things are getting more and more outrageous."

Instead of responding, Jemin recounted everything that had happened in the past few days.

As the narration continued, the smile on Viola's face gradually disappeared.

When she heard "enemy attack detected," her left eye twitched noticeably.

She frowned slightly when she heard "perfectly capture an entire fleet".

And then they heard, "We have the complete coordinates of the home planet..."

She fell completely silent.

The laboratory was silent for several seconds.

Then, Viola slowly raised her head.

"Jermin."

For the first time, she called his name in a very serious tone.

"Do you know how a normal level six wizard discovers an alien civilization?"

"If I remember correctly," Jemin replied, "basically, it's about using your own preferred laws to merge with the origin of the plane, and then searching for areas in the endless chaotic void that resonate with you to a higher degree."

"Search cycle?"

"It can range from several decades to over a thousand years."

"and then?"

"I really don't know, I don't know much about it."

Viola crossed her arms and stared at him: "After finding it, we still need to assess its strength, formulate an invasion plan, apply for federal approval, and organize an expeditionary force. The whole process will take hundreds of years to even begin a war."

The more she spoke, the stranger her voice became.

In the end, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"And what about you?"

She stretched out a slender white finger and poked Jemin's shoulder hard.

"A Level 6 civilization has barged into your doorstep."

"They had the entire fleet, the complete database, and the complete coordinates of their home planet, and then you captured them all by yourself."

Viola remained silent for two seconds.

"Do you know how many old guys will go crazy with jealousy if this gets out?"

Jemin thought about it seriously.

"You were definitely lucky."

The air suddenly became quiet.

next second.

Viola burst out laughing.

"Good luck?"

She held her forehead, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

She laughed for a good ten seconds before finally catching her breath, then her face suddenly turned fierce, and she lunged at Jemin!

"I'll bite you to death!"

"Waaaaah!! Help!!!"

After running around his lab several more times, Jemin finally found an opportunity to pull Viola, who was "drifting" on his head, down.

Boo!

"Pah! Your head's getting harder and harder!"

Upon hearing this, Jemin's face darkened slightly: "If you're not satisfied, I'll go find someone else!"

Viola, however, seemed not to have heard Jemin's words and resumed her elegant and composed demeanor.

"Alright, I understand."

She held up one finger.

"Appearance fees are very simple."

"Make me a copy of that Level 6 civilization's entire knowledge system."

Jemin answered almost without hesitation: "Deal."

Viola stopped talking nonsense.

She raised her head, and genuine excitement finally appeared in her eyes.

"When do we depart?"

Under the laboratory lights, Jemin slowly raised his head: "Now!"