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Translator: AnubisTL
Fifty years passed in the blink of an eye, consumed by focused research.
In the laboratory, Jieming gently set down the scalpel, its tip stained with biological fluids.
Before him on the surgical platform lay the dissected remains of a Windhowl Winged Beast, a creature from the Void Domain Plane whose intricate structure resembled a natural aircraft.
His expression remained calm and impassive, as if he had merely completed a routine task. Only his fingertips moved rapidly across the adjacent holographic screen, archiving the final data on the coupling structure between its neural cords and energy vesicles.
With the last entry recorded, he skillfully activated the cleansing formation.
A soft glow swept across the surgical platform and all the tools, instantly restoring them to pristine condition. All biological residue was broken down into fundamental particles.
After removing his heavy, multi-functional protective suit, Jieming walked to the observation window and gazed at the eternally crimson sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane. He sighed softly, a hint of resignation in his voice.
For fifty years, he had buried himself in the laboratory, systematically studying the specimens brought back from the Void Domain Plane, progressing from simple to complex biological structures.
However, progress was far from ideal.
After fifty years, he had only completed one-fifth of his planned research.
"The speed of research can never keep up with the desire to collect," Jieming murmured, rubbing his temples.
Dissection, analysis, recording, deduction... each step demanded time.
Especially when dealing with rare creatures possessing complex structures and unique rule-based powers, extreme caution was paramount.
He roughly estimated that thoroughly studying all the samples collected from the Void Domain Plane would require at least another three hundred years of sustained effort.
And this only accounted for the normal yield from the Void Domain Plane.
Beyond that, there was the Mutant Spider Snake with its space talent and the enigmatic white mist that even seventh-tier wizards held in high regard.
Unraveling the mysteries of these phenomena would require an unimaginable amount of time.
Just thinking about it made Jieming feel the road ahead was long and arduous, yet filled with the irresistible allure of discovery.
Leaving the main laboratory, he entered a specially modified large-scale ecological cultivation chamber within the plane.
Through the thick observation window, Jieming could see thousands of ordinary Spider Snakes clustered together in the simulated zero-gravity environment, as if performing some ancient ritual. They formed a massive, slowly rotating biological sphere nearly a hundred meters in diameter.
This was a common behavior in their native Void Domain Plane habitat, used to conserve heat and defend against threats.
In the adjacent special breeding unit, sealed by layers of Space Imprisonment Formations, the unique Mutant Spider Snake swam restlessly, its spatial ripples flickering across its body.
Through preliminary experiments, Jieming had discovered that this Mutant Spider Snake acted as the "chief" of its kind, its pheromones exerting powerful control over the ordinary Spider Snakes.
He hypothesized that if the ordinary Spider Snakes were deprived of their chief's pheromonal suppression and guidance for an extended period, the survival pressures might drive them to spontaneously evolve new mutant individuals.
Therefore, he had isolated the Mutant Spider Snake, partly to study its mutation mechanisms in detail, and partly to "stimulate" the emergence of more valuable mutant specimens, enriching his research materials.
After checking the condition of the Spider Snake and confirming the stability of the preservation environments for other critical samples, Jieming contacted the leader of the Noren Workshop's Planar Transformation Engineering Teamāa sixth-tier wizard with a steady auraāthrough the Communication Array.
"Wizard Jieming, long time no see. It's quite a surprise to hear from you. What brings you here?" The sixth-tier wizard's image appeared on the screen. Behind him, a group of wizards were installing a large-scale magical formation.
Jieming nodded in greeting. "My apologies for the lack of contact lately. I've been rather busy... How's the project progressing?"
"Quite well, everything's proceeding smoothly." The sixth-tier wizard extended a finger, and an exact project progress report quickly appeared on Jieming's screen.
"The second phase of infrastructure construction is complete. Approximately three-tenths of the third phase, the energy aggregation and distribution system, has been completed. Overall progress remains on schedule, with full completion expected within the next fifty years."
Jieming expressed his satisfaction with the pace. "That's remarkably fast. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's our duty."
After ending the call, Jieming began planning his next moves.
Fifty years was a wait he could afford.
By then, the long-standing energy problem plaguing the hatchery would be fundamentally resolved, allowing him to prioritize the cultivation of a new generation of Black Giants and pursue more energy-intensive research.
Just as he was about to return to his laboratory to "relax" by studying the dense, seventh-tier elemental pool data, his encrypted communicator emitted a soft, glowing alert.
Surprised, Jieming answered the call.
A light screen materialized, revealing the familiar, dignified face of Dean Avery Knight.
"Jieming, it's been a while. It seems your recent endeavors have yielded significant gains." The dean's gaze seemed to penetrate the screen, sensing the increasingly profound and weighty aura emanating from Jieming.
"Dean Avery Knight... judging by your complexion, the war must be progressing smoothly?"
Hearing this, Dean Avery Knight couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "Indeed, the harvest from that plane has been extraordinary. We've already secured over a dozen Innate Divine Spirits, Eighth-Tier Lifeforms. My laboratory will have no shortage of research materials for a long time to come."
Jieming was secretly shocked to hear this, realizing the staggering abundance of resources in the plane ruled by the Destruction Demon God.
Under normal circumstances, concentrating the resources of a single plane could only produce sixth-tier lifeforms at most. To advance to higher tiers, one would need to travel to other planes to acquire more resources.
The existence of so many Eighth-Tier Lifeformsāwhether through advancement using the plane's own resources or through plundering resources from other planesāindicated a massive surplus of resources.
Naturally, most civilizations would consider encountering such a civilization a complete disaster.
Only the wizard civilization was so absurdly powerful that a seventh-tier wizard could not only fight opponents of higher tiers but also take on multiple enemies simultaneously.
Dean Avery Knight was highly satisfied with the outcome of his first planar expedition since taking office. "We have successfully integrated that plane into the Elosia Plane Cluster. Now, all that remains is to spend time transforming it."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Dean Avery Knight cut to the main topic. "Through years of continuous, subtle modification of the Elosia Plane's native human aptitude and genetic optimization, we have finally begun to see a stable emergence of individuals meeting the minimum standards for Wizard Aptitude."
Jieming was taken aback. This meant that preparations for Noren 147 Wizard Academy, located on the Elosia Plane, had entered their final stages.
Dean Avery Knight continued, "We anticipate the academy will officially open in ten years, enrolling its first cohort of local cadets."
"As a newly established academy, everything is still in its infancy. Our most pressing need is for experienced and capable instructors." Dean Avery Knight's gaze carried earnest expectation. "Jieming, I hope you'll consider joining our faculty."
Jieming hesitated. "Thank you for your consideration, Dean, but... my own skills are still somewhat lacking. I might not be suitable."
His research schedule was already packed, and the planar transformation project was underway. Serving as an instructor would inevitably consume a significant amount of his time and energy.
"That's no problem. Your experience will be an invaluable asset to the new generation of wizard apprentices," Dean Avery Knight replied, sensing Jieming's reluctance. He didn't press the matter further, instead detailing the academy's benefits for instructors.
"Considering that teaching duties would severely impact a low-rank wizard's own exploration, research, and recuperation," the dean explained, "as compensation, the academy stipulates that low-rank wizards who serve as instructors will have their standard planar war recuperation period doubled."
Upon hearing this, Jieming immediately changed his mind.
In other words, his original two-hundred-year rest period would be doubled to four hundred years if he accepted the teaching position!
This offer was fatally attractive to Jieming.
For him now, the direct benefits of simply conquering planes were less important than his own research and knowledge accumulation.
What he desperately needed was long stretches of uninterrupted time to digest his gains, deepen his research, and improve himself.
A four-hundred-year rest period was undoubtedly an irresistible gift.
"Thank you for your trust, Dean. I accept the teaching position," Jieming said solemnly, without further hesitation.
Dean Avery Knight's face lit up with a satisfied smile. He then added, "One more thing. As promised, the remaining nine strands of plane origin from that plane discovery are ready. They will be transmitted to you shortly via an encrypted channel. Please check your account."
Jieming's heart stirred, and he expressed his gratitude once more.
Shortly after the communication ended, the teleportation formation on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane received a request for item transmission.
After confirming authorization and security protocols, nine crystal test tubes, radiating a soft, brilliant light, materialized steadily on the receiving platform.
Within each tube, a strand of plane origin, condensed into a liquid-like halo, swirled slowly, emitting a pulse that made one's heart race.
Jieming carefully stored them alongside the twenty strands of origin he had previously acquired.
Gazing at the twenty-nine strands of resplendent origin gathered in the storage space, even the seasoned Jieming couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
"Such a quantity of origin... even a Sixth-Tier Wizard would struggle to produce this much at once in such a short time," he murmured to himself.
Although his military merits reserves had dwindled significantly due to planar transformation projects and research expenses, leaving him with just over one hundred million, Jieming had no intention of selling these origins for cash.
In his strategic planning, these origins served a far more crucial purpose. They were not only invaluable resources for breaking through to higher realms but also a top-tier form of hard currency.
Their value remained stable, comparable to gold reserves in the mortal world, and could be exchanged for rare resources or knowledge that military merits alone couldn't acquire in critical moments.
(End of the Chapter)
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