630: Two Hundred Tyrant Transformation beeches and Correspondence
Golden Crown Mountain, True Knowledge Institute. Six days later, with the help of Witch Mason's elf tribe friends, Locke finally moved the entire Forest Sanctuary from the druids ring into his Zeus-light contact lenses within a week.
A subtle, almost imperceptible magic radiance flashed across his right eye. The next moment, he saw the Forest Sanctuary in the center of the demiplane located in this subspace region. At this time, the thousand-acre forest was lush and green, and as it was moved into the larger demiplane, the edges of the forest naturally began to spread.
Some plant seeds fell to the edge of the forest, beginning a slow path of expansion.
However, Locke noticed that because the forest lacked animals and insects, the ecology was never truly complete; it could only be considered an artificial forest.
But the Forest Sanctuary was, after all, vital to his life, so he could not easily allow external creatures to enter it.
At that time, the Forest Elf Queen led the group of elves to bow to Locke. The Elf Queen looked with awe at the powerful wizard before her, who was filled with terrifying natural magic.
In her five hundred years of life, she had rarely seen a wizard who could merge so deeply with nature.
The Queen said to Locke, "Powerful Wizard, your forest has been successfully transplanted. It was a pleasure to do this work, not just to help my friend, the kind Witch Mason."
"So, we do not need any payment."
Locke frowned slightly. "No, I am still prepared to pay thirty thousand magic crystals."
After all, the reason this was so fast was that this elf tribe had provided about a hundred elves equivalent to First-Class Wizard Apprentices.
This could actually be considered a disguised Wizard Academy, except that the participants could only be the elf descendants of this tribe itself, or other wandering elf descendants.
They were basically Botany and Breeding Science wizards, and a few were even Potionology wizards.
But apart from the Elf Queen and three elf elders who were One-Ring Wizards, the other elves were at most First-Class Wizard Apprentices.
In the Southeast Corner Region, this was already considered a very powerful force, and they could even call themselves an Elf Kingdom.
There were indeed several Elf Kingdoms in the Forbidden Forest.
But in the Cloud Marsh, this was just a small-scale, albeit somewhat special, wizard organization.
The entire Silver Moon Tribe only had one teaching position recognized by the White Wizard Association, and this position was held by the Queen.
At this time, the Elf Queen associating with Mason and the others was actually her climbing high, so she was naturally willing to help with this favor.
It was just that the Elf Queen did not expect that Locke was still prepared to pay this money.
Witch Mason and the Elf Queen were both somewhat surprised.
Witch Mason said, "Team Leader, our friendship is so deep, yet you still divide things so clearly. I cannot let you spend these thirty thousand magic crystals."
Locke waved his hand. "Business is business."
Owing favors was the most troublesome thing. Besides, the market price for hiring a First-Class Wizard Apprentice for a month was one thousand magic crystals.
He had hired these elves for about a week, so he would have to pay two hundred to three hundred magic crystals.
One hundred First-Class Wizard Apprentices, plus three ordinary Official Wizards, according to market prices, was about thirty thousand magic crystals for one week, and the price would even be slightly higher.
Of course, this was still beneficial to Locke.
Because, first of all, the Forest Sanctuary was very important, and there couldn't be too many eyes and ears, and this tribe's composition was clean and simple, belonging to Witch Mason's close friends.
Secondly, although it was said that hiring apprentices and wizards was roughly this market price, it actually did not account for the market premium, nor the price of the elves as Breeders. If that price were included, thirty thousand magic crystals would not be enough to hire so many people for a week.
This price could be considered a friendship price between friends.
It both saved face for Witch Mason and the Elf Queen, and ensured that the money and goods were settled, preventing things from becoming too complicated.
Locke gave the Elf Queen three magic crystal cards directly.
The Elf Queen was stunned for a moment and glanced at Witch Mason, hesitating whether to accept it. Logically speaking, Witch Mason had helped their tribe so much during her four-plus years in Golden Crown Mountain, so she really shouldn't take money from her friend.
Witch Mason said to the Elf Queen, "Just accept it, Sabrina. My Team Leader is very rich."
"Such a small amount of money is nothing in his eyes. Even in Golden Crown Mountain, he is probably among the richest One-Ring Wizards."
The Elf Queen Sabrina looked at Locke in surprise, then bowed to Locke again. "Thank you, Your Excellency."
As an elf tribe near Golden Crown Mountain, Queen Sabrina knew that to protect the tribe, she needed to maintain good relations with the people of Golden Crown Mountain.
Queen Sabrina had finally managed to build a relationship with Witch Mason, and now, seeing a wizard who possessed such a forest, her heart was naturally filled with admiration. She even had the intention of defecting. "Wizard Augustine, if you have any needs in the future, you can come to us."
"Our entire elf tribe guarantees that we will never disclose any information to the outside."
"I have never seen such a powerful forest. Even among the forests in the Golden Crown Mountain Region, this forest is already considered extremely powerful."
Queen Sabrina looked at Locke and said, "If you, in your generosity, have any needs, we can even move the entire tribe in."
"The elf race coexists with nature; we are naturally excellent gardeners."
Locke thought for a moment but decisively refused. "No need, Queen Sabrina. I know. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will continue to find you through Witch Mason."
Although the other party's proposal was good, it was too dangerous to let other wizards enter his forest.
Even a Official Wizard, with their research capabilities, would be able to understand and be capable of setting something up within his Forest Sanctuary after long-term contact.
Therefore, Locke only considered it for a moment before immediately denying the suggestion.
'Teacher's Beast Tide Ecology is a very good reference. It's just that the Beast Tide Ecology embodies the teacher's personal will. Millions of creatures compete with each other, just to fight for one peach, and she, as the peach-giver, stands high above, controlling the entire ecology.' Locke thought, 'This feeling doesn't suit me.'
'Moreover, with so many magical creatures of all kinds, controlling them solely by relying on these peaches might be easy for the teacher's personality; she is a master of power politics, but I don't enjoy the process of power politics.'
Locke warned himself.
People are different, after all.
Yekaterina thinking about human nature every day is her interest. Controlling other people's lives and playing with power politics allows her to rest.
But for himself, doing these things would distract part of his energy.
Similarly, exploring the unknown and learning past knowledge are a kind of rest and interest for him.
Therefore, his Great Magic is best tailored to himself.
Otherwise, pursuing things he is not interested in will only lead to half the result with twice the effort, and he will end up being neither fish nor fowl.
He would end up feeling very tired, only to find that the output is not as good as those who are doing it easily.
Queen Sabrina heard Locke's refusal with regret. "Alright then. Wizard Augustine, if you have any needs in the future, feel free to use us."
Immediately, the elf tribe left this demiplane with the Queen and took their leave.
Locke spoke a few words to Witch Mason and the others, then returned to the study in his dormitory.
Because he didn't expect that the Sun Ring Wizard of the Rose Council, Witch Lana, would actually reply to him.
Locke sat at the desk, holding a piece of letter paper in his hand. The overall letter paper had gold edges, and the middle was snow-white paper.
This was the Golden Lover Letter Paper made by the Rose Council using glorious roses as some of the raw materials. It was very famous, and its biggest function... was that it looked good and smelled good.
Besides that, it had no other major uses.
But it was expensive to produce, and only High-Ring Wizards of the Rose Council could afford to use it.
A Sun Ring Wizard was already barely considered middle-to-high level in the Cloud Marsh; she was not an ordinary wizard, so she could naturally afford to use this extravagant [Golden Lover Letter Paper].
Locke finished reading the content written on the envelope and saw the thirty-one articles that were sent along with the letter.
He chuckled. "I didn't expect this Witch Lana to be quite generous. Not only did she give me the materials, but she also answered my questions one by one in the letter."
"It seems I had many misunderstandings about the wizards of the Rose Council before."
"The wizards of the Rose Council are not as stingy as I thought."
"This Witch Lana appears tolerant and magnanimous."
In her reply to Locke, Witch Lana played the role of a master Floramancer. She was naturally noble and magnanimous, starting from the tone of a teacher, almost becoming earnest instruction.
Therefore, Locke did not notice the changeable personality hidden behind it that tormented the ordinary researchers of the True Knowledge Institute of the Rose Council to the point of agony.
Locke finished reading the other party's explanation and began to read the thirty-odd articles sent by the other party.
Because they were all articles, not magic books, he read them very quickly, finishing them all in just one afternoon.
After reading, Locke felt refreshed and felt that many previously incomprehensible points were now all understood.
"So that's how it is. Different forest ecologies will be connected through ecological corridors. Forests, streams, and mountains and rivers will all have specific ecological corridors that can provide for the migration of animals and plants..."
"Ecological corridors can be composed of some plants."
"She suggests that I plant a rose ecological corridor. It would be beautiful and could provide communication for animals and plants, and the forests could be connected to each other... Indeed, according to the concept of this rose ecological corridor, I can gain inspiration for my Forest Alliance Spell."
Locke discovered that the other party had not sent the Spell Model.
However, he shook his head slightly, feeling that he was really too greedy.
It was already good enough that the other party could answer his questions.
He was not her student, and he hadn't paid any money; at most, they were exchanging opinions. How could the other party possibly send him the Spell Model she had studied for many years as a gift?
But just from the other party's line of thinking, he had already gained many things.
Locke looked at these materials and thought of some new questions.
He thought for a moment. Anyway, he had already shamelessly asked so many times, so why not continue asking?
The other party did not refuse either.
He might as well discuss it with her. Wouldn't gaining the wisdom of a Sun Ring Wizard be of greater help to him?
Locke ordered his servant to send these letters out.
In the Rose Council, in Witch Lana's office in the True Knowledge Institute, Witch Lana looked at the incoming letter. After reading these letters, she immediately smiled.
"This little guy is seriously thinking about the ecological corridor magic I proposed. It's just a pity that his thinking has some deviations. He actually thinks that he can use the connections between different ancient trees to form an ecological corridor without a material basis. This kid's idea is really too whimsical."
Witch Lana raised her head and looked at Wizard Fleming, who came to her office the next day to ask her for help in modifying the project completion report. "What do you think, Fleming?"
Wizard Fleming was stunned. He lowered his head, began to think carefully in a panic, then raised his head and tentatively said to Witch Lana, "Teacher, perhaps his idea also has its unique aspects and is the result of self-thinking? It's worth encouraging? Although it is a bit naive."
This was his subconscious reaction after considering that he had been reprimanded last time for agreeing with Witch Lana.
He looked at Witch Lana expectantly.
Who knew that Witch Lana's face immediately fell. She looked at Fleming angrily and said, "Are you the Second Ring · Sun Ring Wizard, or am I the Sun Ring Wizard?"
"You actually dare to say that such a naive train of thought is the result of independent thinking!"
"Fleming, what are you thinking about! With you like this, you are actually my student? I could go outside and find any Official Wizard, and they would be better than you!"
Wizard Fleming was in despair; he had been scolded again!
Furthermore, Wizard Fleming was truly a bit hurt in his pride this time upon hearing Witch Lana speak like that.
He could feel that some of the wizards passing through the office were showing a mocking attitude toward him, even though none of those wizards looked at him when he raised his head.
Witch Lana wrote in her reply: "Dear Locke. An ecological corridor must have a material foundation to be established; otherwise, the two forests cannot form an exchange of flora and fauna."
"However, the concept of the Tyrant beech forest you mentioned earlier is quite good. The beech is a pillar-like material in itself; if it undergoes Tyrant Transformation, it will become even sharper. Adding such a grove to the forest will, I believe, be of great help to you..."
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In the True Knowledge Institute of Golden Crown Mountain, Locke saw Witch Lana's reply and smiled knowingly.
"As expected, she denied my first hypothesis. But she affirmed my second one."
"This Sun Ring Wizard of the Rose Council is truly easy to talk to."
Locke left the True Knowledge Institute castle, returned to his dormitory, and entered his demiplane by blinking.
At this moment, there were thirty beeches in his demiplane that had completed their Tyrant Transformation.
He had purchased a total of sixty previously, and half had been scrapped.
But the remaining thirty had completed the modification work using tyrant element no. 2.
The beeches had lost their reproductive and cutting abilities, but their bodies were covered in Tyrant Marks, and their size was more than twice that of a normal beech.
The thirty stout beeches formed a grove at the edge of the Forest Sanctuary.
Locke had already produced a qualified cellular conjugate of the beech and injected it into his Clear Sky Birch, turning it into a third type of stably obtainable cellular conjugate.
Next, he could follow his plan, go to the shop to buy more beeches, perform the Tyrant Transformation modification himself, and then obtain at least three hundred beeches.
Create a Tyrant Forest as part of the forest.
In this way, half of the forest would be normal magic plants, and half could be Tyrant Transformation magic plants.
Using these three hundred beeches as a foundation, and continuously expanding the number of Tyrant Transformation Apprentice magic plants, he would keep a portion of the forest as Tyrant Transformation magic plants.
According to his calculations, this could greatly enhance the combat power of his Forest Sanctuary. Although the Tyrant Transformation magic plants lost their reproductive ability, they possessed strong combat power and a powerful Tyrant Domain.
This could, to a large extent, strengthen the aggressiveness and resistance of his ancient forest.
It would be of great benefit to stabilizing the spirituality of his Forest Sanctuary.
Furthermore, the Tyrant Transformation magic plants were more obedient to him, which could ensure his control over this forest, preventing it from suppressing him in turn and reducing him to the position of a relatively important 'tree' within the forest, rather than being the master of this forest.
Locke looked at the beeches before him; the originally lush, verdant trees were now covered in black Tyrant Marks on their bark and leaf surfaces after the Tyrant Transformation.
They were very thick overall, like massive water towers.
The deep blue bark was covered with black scale-like patterns, and pale blue fluorescent sap flowed within. Because they had become thick due to the Tyrant Transformation, they were like lighthouses glowing faintly in the night.
The leaves were semi-transparent, green, and feather-shaped.
The beech was originally a pillar-like material, and now, after being subjected to the Tyrant Transformation, it was even sturdier.
The thirty trees, like thirty blue water towers, were exceptionally stable and exuded an imposing aura.
Locke realized that this had formed a Tyrant Domain that converged toward Life Magic.
"In this way, the beech forest will cause all magic plants to evolve toward Life Magic. Even if I intervene, the magic plants within will evolve in that direction." Locke thought: "But there is nothing wrong with this. Because all plants are on the side of Life Magic and basically touch upon it a little. In other words, this Tyrant Domain is effectively nullified."
This point had long been in Locke's expectations.
For the Forest Sanctuary, a Tyrant Domain was simply a burden; one Tyrant Domain could affect a large surrounding area, causing the convergent evolution of flora and fauna.
This was a dead end on the path of evolution.
Therefore, if he wanted to plant Tyrant Transformation magic plants within the Forest Sanctuary, he needed to solve this trouble.
And the solution Locke proposed was to create a Tyrant Domain in the direction of Life Magic.
If all flora and fauna touched a bit of the Life Magic attribute, then naturally, for the flora and fauna, this Tyrant Domain would not exist.
As for if any undead entered his forest...
Undead entering a powerful ancient forest would be suppressed anyway; now, it was just making this suppression even more severe.
Locke did not care about this at all.
At this time, Locke once again hired that group of elf tribes through Witch Mason to help him with his work.
At the same time, he went to the Golden Peach Garden again, spent 1.5 million magic stones to purchase three hundred beeches, and moved them into his demiplane.
At the same time, Locke let Wizard Warwick, who had entered Golden Crown Mountain, stay for another two weeks, waiting until he was almost impatient.
But Locke wanted to digest his gains and raise his state to the best condition before heading to explore the Abyssal Ruins.
Otherwise, rashly going to explore the Abyssal Ruins would be unsafe, and he would not be able to maximize his gains.
Anyway, troubles should be thrown to others, and benefits should be kept for himself.
Warwick felt anxious, but that was his own business; as long as he did not demand to leave immediately, it meant he could still wait.
Inside the Dragon Blood Market, Wizard Warwick muttered to the half-dragon maid Ginny: "When is your master leaving? I've been living here for two weeks! In the headquarters of you White Wizards! I'm really afraid I'll be discovered and caught."
Ginny looked at him with a complex expression; after all, Locke had told her long ago that his entry this time had been secretly agreed upon by Witch Catherine, and she was not to report it.
But in the eyes of this Black Wizard, he seemed... to have snuck in by his own ability.
Ginny showed a polite smile, "My lord, please wait a moment."
"My young master said that he has a very important experiment recen