For Jeming at this stage, this witchcraft is indeed quite suitable.

It does not directly enhance his combat power, but greatly improves his research efficiency, thereby indirectly speeding up his mastery of higher-level powers.

Jeming speculated that the reason for the awakening of such witchcraft was probably because he had been deeply immersed in research for so long, dedicating almost all his energy to exploring and analyzing knowledge.

His Ring of Truth materialized his core needs and deepest understanding into this witchcraft called the “All-Purpose Eye.”

In the following period, the birth of the “All-Purpose Eye” seemed to open a door to the depths of truth for Jeming.

With this auxiliary witchcraft, his already efficient research speed increased dramatically, as if he was on a high-speed train.

With the manuscripts provided by Professor Clark about the Divine Power Faith Network, coupled with the insight of the “All-Purpose Eye,” the originally difficult research became less obscure and hard to comprehend.

For a time, Jeming was completely immersed in this state of deep research, unable to extricate himself.

Apart from brief rests and necessary cultivation, he spent almost all his time in the laboratory, with his Spiritual Power surging like a tide in the ocean of knowledge, absorbing endless wisdom.

He felt that his understanding related to the Divine Power Faith Network was improving at an astonishing speed.

However, less than a year later, this peaceful and efficient research life was disrupted by a sudden crisis, forcing Jeming to break free from his near-meditative research state.

Because… the Red Dust Qi he was so proud of began to show insufficient production!

Looking at the two bottles of magic potions in his hands that glittered with colorful brilliance, Jeming’s expression turned somewhat unsightly.

In fact, he had discovered and even anticipated the decline in the production of Red Dust Qi quite early, but he did not expect the speed of the decline to be so astonishing.

From the moment he took over this batch of indigenous people, the production of Red Dust Qi had been in a state of decline.

However, as time went by, this declining trend became more and more evident.

When he tallied this month’s output, he suddenly found that the amount of Red Dust Qi collected was already difficult to meet the minimum raw materials needed for him to refine two bottles of Red Dust Potion each month.

For Jeming, this was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

The Red Dust Potion was his crucial source of stable Points at this stage, and it was also the key bargaining chip for obtaining assistance in manufacturing the Seventh Level Elemental Pool!

He immediately penetrated his Spiritual Power deep into the Golden Garden, carefully checking the status of each talisman absorbing the Red Dust Qi.

Regrettably, and as Jeming had expected, there were no issues with these talismans.

“Alas… I didn’t expect this day to come so soon…”

With a sigh, Jeming left the laboratory for the first time in ages, walking to the uppermost floor of his mansion to gaze at the endless sea of flowers below.

On the outskirts of the flower sea were the cities gradually built by these indigenous people over the years.

The cities inhabited by mortals remained bustling and prosperous, with the cycle of life and death, joy and sorrow, love and hatred, various social activities proceeding in an orderly manner.

At surface level, everything seemed normal, without any abnormalities.

But Jeming was well aware that some fundamental change had quietly occurred.

Red Dust Qi was a very special conceptual material, the source of which was the complex concepts generated during human social activities.

These include but are not limited to faith, emotion, culture, and ideological collisions.

It emerges from the prosperity of civilization and the intense interweaving of the free will of living beings.

Jeming’s Golden Garden, as a region under his control, had its production of Red Dust Qi sharply reduced due to a change in concept.

“It seems that the Nolun Workshop has put in a lot of effort over these years. I fear the entire Elorcia Main Plane has almost been transformed.” Jeming sighed helplessly.

He recalled the conclusions he reached after experiments during his time at Nolun Academy: Planes controlled by wizards generally cannot produce Red Dust Qi.

The reason was simple. Under wizard manipulation, the living environment of the entire plane’s creatures had quietly changed from “society” to “breeding ground.”

Although, on the surface, a wizard-controlled plane appears no different than one that is stable and harmonious, with no changes.

Wizards, for the sake of the stability of the plane and efficient resource production, would typically optimize the social structure of the plane, eliminate internal strife, provide ample food and water, and even resolve various diseases.

Such a society, from a mortal’s perspective, is undoubtedly a golden age of peace and prosperity.

Nonetheless, conceptually, the moment a wizard began ruling the plane, all social activities across the plane gained sustenance from the “supply” of wizards.

Human survival was no longer reliant on their own efforts and natural societal evolution, but on the order and benevolence of the wizards.

Not just their daily life; wizards also reserved an upward channel for the planes they controlled under their command: becoming a wizard.

This “fed” stability, while eliminating turmoil, also invisibly stifled the inherent conceptual vitality of “society” itself.

People no longer need to compete fiercely for survival, no longer need to feel anxious and confused about the future; all conflicts and contradictions are subdued under the order of the wizards.

This conceptual “stability” and “harmony,” while bringing material abundance, also caused the Red Dust Qi, which serves as conceptual material, to lose its most fundamental breeding ground—the conflict, struggle, and creativity stemming from free will.

Jeming wanted to do something but felt a wave of helplessness.

He considered himself to have interfered as little as possible in the lives of the indigenous people of the Golden Garden.

Apart from the initial restoration of order and some necessary modifications, he did not treat the residents as mere livestock to be rounded up like other wizards.

He allowed them to retain their culture, love freely, and even quarrel and fight, as long as it did not affect the larger picture.

Yet, as wizards who control numerous planes, their resources are overly abundant.

No matter how sparse Jeming thought his “charity” was, it still provided the indigenous people with more resources and a better environment, allowing those he received to form a more prosperous “society” around the Golden Garden.

It’s also for this reason that his very “control” led to an erosion of the “social” concept.

His existence, the wizard order he represents, fundamentally changed the “origin” concept of the Golden Garden.

The production of Red Dust Qi continues to decrease annually, from being more than adequate at the start to barely sustaining, until this year, when even gathering enough raw materials for two bottles of Red Dust Potion each month became difficult.

This is no small matter!

The most direct reason why those high-level wizards of Nolun Academy’s Alchemy are willing to help him refine the Seventh Level Large Elemental Pool is that they saw his ability to earn points through Red Dust Potions.

Two bottles of Red Dust Potion every month aren’t just a matter of debt repayment, but also a demonstration of technical skill and potential.

If the supply is cut off now, it would be virtually impossible for him to find people to help manufacture a Seventh Level Large Elemental Pool next time.

His entire plane transformation plan would be indefinitely postponed.

Solving this dilemma, fundamentally speaking, is actually quite simple: seek out a new “society.”

“Looks like… it’s time to start the next war.”

Seeking a society not controlled by wizards means he must leave the Elorcia Plane and even wizard-owned planes and take the initiative.

Travel to those Primitive Planes not yet controlled by wizards to find new life civilizations and extract the needed Red Dust Qi from them.

Even though he still has many unfinished studies, even though he just emerged from the research frenzy brought on by the “All-Purpose Eye”…

Jeming had no choice but to set out early to wage battles across other planes.

Besides, in Jeming’s eyes, participating in plane wars is actually a rather good reason.

After all, plane wars are the collective obligation of all wizards, a vital route for maintaining and expanding the strength of wizard civilization.

As a wizard of Nolun Workshop, proactively participating in plane wars is entirely “politically correct.”

As a shared duty of all wizards, both Clark and Professor Clark should understand his temporary cessation of Red Dust Potion during the war.

This is far more reasonable and acceptable than merely stating “the Red Dust Qi has run out.”

This way, not only can he find new sources of Red Dust Qi, but he can also stall for a significant amount of time—it’s a win-win!

Jeming swiftly made up his mind and immediately contacted Professor Clark through the Magic Network Terminal.

“Professor, I am preparing to start a new plane war.” Jeming spoke calmly, trying to make his demeanor seem as normal as possible.

On the other side of the communication, Professor Clark paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by Jeming’s rapid decision.

But he did not inquire about the reasons, merely responding simply and forcefully: “Very well, since there isn’t much time left for your next outing. Coincidentally, Nolun Workshop also has new plane exploration plans, I’ll arrange a target suitable for you.”

“Alright, thank you, Professor.” As he spoke, Jeming seemed to remember something, “I’ll send the two bottles of potions this month to you later; as for the potions missed during the war… let me make them when I return from the front lines.”

Clark suddenly raised his head to glance at him, a playful look in his eyes. It wasn’t until Jeming started sweating cold behind his back that he slowly nodded: “No hurry, we’ll discuss this when you return from the front lines.”

“Yes…”

After ending the communication with Professor Clark, Jeming couldn’t help but wipe the sweat from his forehead, although it didn’t really exist.

He took a deep breath, with his eyes once again igniting with fierce battle intent.

Research and exploration are undoubtedly important, but the acquisition of knowledge and the control of resources are the wizards’ eternal themes.

Having busied himself for so many years, he indeed needed to test his research.

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