Chapter 248: Chapter 219: Resolution

Jeming’s eyes were calm, but his spiritual power quietly swept across.

He carefully sensed and found that among these Elves, only Administrator Elvin had a faint connection of Soul Contract with him.

This meant that the other Elves had actually been newly bred after he left, and were a new generation not bound by the contract.

Elvin seemed to sense Jeming’s tangible gaze, and his body involuntarily trembled a bit.

Without waiting for Jeming’s questioning, he began to actively explain the situation in the Golden Garden over the years.

What he said was similar to what Otto had previously mentioned.

The core content was that due to insufficient food, unable to support the increasing number of humans, they had to leave the Golden Garden and find their own way.

Jeming listened to his fluent yet seemingly prepared statement, nodded expressionlessly, without making any comments.

He raised his leg and directly stepped over the Elves kneeling on the ground, heading straight towards the depths of the Golden Garden, to his residence, which had been sealed for fifty years.

Elvin and Otto, who followed behind Jeming, looked at each other at this moment, and each saw an indescribable fear and unease in the other’s eyes.

In the end, the two could only cautiously follow Jeming’s footsteps.

Along the way, Elvin detailed various changes inside the Golden Garden during this period.

From Jeming’s observations, various rare Magic Flowers in the Golden Garden were neatly managed, and the gardens were clean, full of natural vitality and harmonious element fluctuations.

It seemed that the Elf Race was indeed diligently working in maintaining the garden.

What surprised Jeming was when he passed an area specifically used for collecting special energy, he found that the results collected by the arrays he had pre-placed to automatically gather “Flower Poison” and “Red Dust Qi” were quite impressive.

Several temporary containers were already more than half filled with collected resources.

The arrays had stopped operating because they ran out of stored spiritual power; otherwise, his harvest might have been even greater.

Nonetheless, this was considered a pleasant surprise.

Seeing these bountiful harvests improved Jeming’s mood, which was initially displeased due to the “territorial rebellion”.

Soon, Jeming arrived at the front of his residence.

He found that the protective barrier he personally set up around the residence was still operating normally, emitting a faint elemental glow.

This was very normal.

After all, the entire residence had an independent Elemental Pool deeply buried underground to provide energy.

Unless conducting some very special experiments requiring massive energy consumption, the Elemental Pool’s energy was sufficient to keep the entire residence, including the underground laboratory, running stably for thousands of years.

Jeming deftly unlocked the barrier and entered his laboratory.

He ignored the Elves and humans who chose to stay outside and directly approached the main console to check the operation records of the laboratory and the monitoring systems throughout the Golden Garden over the past fifty years.

When he came out from the laboratory, he found a circle of Elves gathered outside the residence.

They had all come from various parts of the garden upon hearing the news.

Among them were only a small portion of the new generation, and most wore expressions of anxiety and unease.

Meanwhile, most of the new generation had eyes full of awe and curiosity, discreetly gazing at this legendary “master”.

Looking at this group of uneasy Elves, Jeming nodded calmly, showing no emotion.

He said nothing, only locking his gaze onto Elvin, who was kneeling at the front.

Then, he reached out to Elvin from a distance, and gently pinched.

Boom—rumble!

The massive rock was instantly extracted from underground by him using Alchemy.

Countless sharp stone spikes abruptly shot up from the ground beneath Elvin, like a rapidly closing steel cage, crushing the Elf administrator who was still feeling relieved about his words into a murky mess of flesh!

Blood and shattered bones, mixed with green fluid, splattered, staining the beautiful surrounding flower gardens.

“Lord Elvin!”

A few new generation Elf guards roared in anger at the sight!

Their eyes were filled with fury and confusion, instinctively wanting to launch an attack.

Jeming merely flicked his hand.

Several invisible spiritual power impacts accurately hit the brains of those few Elves.

Their angry roars were abruptly silenced, their bodies went limp, and they fell to the ground, plunging into deep unconsciousness.

After doing all this, Jeming seemed just like he had crushed an ant.

The reason he entered the laboratory was mainly to check the monitoring records related to space stability.

This was also the second question in his mind: he still remembered that the reason his teleportation had failed was because he had been precisely “blocked”!

And from the records Jeming just reviewed, it seemed that what had blocked his space jump were those layers of natural energy barriers set by the Elves that enveloped the entire Golden Garden.

Jeming was sure that if he had just asked Elvin, the other party would certainly find many reasons and arguments to defend himself.

Such as preventing invasion by external enemies, or protecting the garden’s ecosystem, and so on.

He actually knew the reason why only the new generation patrolled, because only they dared to oppose him without fear of the contract.

If it came to arguments, this Elf could probably come up with many appropriate reasons.

However, he had no need to reason with the other party over these matters.

For such weak and treacherous individuals, a Wizard’s approach was always simple and direct.

Jeming’s gaze swept over the Elves around him, all showing fear and trembling like sieve chaff, and he selected an older-looking Elf whose eyes still held a trace of awe and seemed to be quite respected among the Elf race.

Jeming pointed at him and ordered in an indisputable tone, “From today onwards, you will continue to replace Elvin and lead the Elf race.”

As for Otto who was following behind, Jeming did not make things difficult for him.

Considering that this guy had indeed developed the human race quite well outside,

Jeming neither planned to make things hard for him, nor intended to strip him of the “King” title.

After all, from Jeming’s perception, this guy’s life energy was already very weak, seemingly having entered his twilight years, allowing him to live out his life as king wouldn’t impact much.

This could be considered as a reward for his efforts to complete the “management” task over the years.

Not long after Jeming gave his order, the Dwarf Race received the news.

Soon, a group of Dwarves carried a large machine gleaming with metallic luster, cautiously hurrying over from the distant mountains.

Jeming learned through inquiry that, at first, the Dwarf Race did not know what the Elf race intended to do.

Later, when the Elf race began setting up those layers of energy barriers and tried to completely seal off the Golden Garden, they realized something was wrong.

Fearing the Wizard’s unfathomable power, the Dwarves believed the Elf race’s actions were self-destructive, and the two sides had a great quarrel over it.

Eventually, the Dwarf Race, along with their tribesmen and that spare “Material Converter,” left the Golden Garden, completely breaking ties with the Elf race.

Also, at that time, under Otto’s leadership, humans had already founded a nation and showed strong expansiveness.

In the Dwarves’ stubborn perception, both humans and Elves were mad.

To prevent being exterminated by the Wizard upon his return due to the foolish actions of the Elf race and humans,

the Dwarf Race could only occupy a remote mountainous region, relying entirely on the “Material Converter” for survival and completely refusing any communication with the other two races.

After hearing this, Jeming nodded.

He instructed these Dwarves to go back and reassure their tribesmen and inform them that in the coming years, there would be several rounds of bloodline and soul transformation targeting them.

When checking in the laboratory earlier, Jeming discovered that his communication terminal had accumulated quite a few messages over the past fifty years.

Among them were numerous messages sent by David and various materials and potions sent, piled up in the warehouse for biological transformation use.

These materials were originally agreed upon as part of the rewards when the two signed a contract.

They were specifically intended for the thorough transformation of these Elorcia Plane remnants, enabling them to adapt to the Wizard World and become qualified “Wizard World Humans.”

Jeming planned to contact the academy to take them all away once he finished transforming everyone in his domain.

Since everything on his side was already on track, he wasn’t interested in keeping a native kingdom beside his laboratory.

After reorganizing the affairs within the territory with swift measures, Jeming finally found some peace and returned to his underground laboratory.

Jeming once again activated the main console and contacted Nolun Academy located on the Elorcia Main Plane.

He adeptly posted a task on the panel regarding “transforming alien race communities within the territory” and prepaid a portion of the points as a deposit.

He requested the academy to quickly send someone to transform the humans, Elves, and Dwarves’ bloodlines and souls within his territory.

After years of continuous development through the Nolun Workshop, Elorcia Plane was no longer as it was before.

A new Nolun Academy Branch, built with numerous resources, was nearing completion.

Although the academy had not officially started large-scale enrollment, there were already occasional official Wizards just finished with military service, applying here to take on teaching or research positions.

Thus, Jeming was not worried that no one would take on the task he posted.

After all, for those Wizards just released from the battlefield, these kinds of “internal tasks,” being both safe and a means to earn points and resources, were undoubtedly the best choice.

(Extra Chapter, one more to go.)

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