Chapter 273: Chapter 218: The Grand Council of Wizard Calendar Year 1400 Begins (Part 2)

For example, when apprentices and Ist-level Wizards undertake dimensional missions, it is impossible to specially hire a Soul Mage, otherwise, the mission rewards would not be enough to divide.

“Forget it, let’s just make a Translator.” Domenico sighed, walked into the Magic Artifact Laboratory, and began attempting to create a Translator.

Francis and Lor, both present and future, will waste a lot of cultivation time for the Wizard Alliance; it would indeed be inappropriate for him to be stingy with a bit of time.

“Other Speakers might not waste time on such trifles because they are useless, but I’m different,” Domenico consoled himself: “Whether it’s the Mechanical Wizard project or the Translator research, they cannot do without me. By the 1400th Grand Council, these efforts can help me gain more benefits.”

…

Top floor of the Francis Wizard Tower, study room.

Francis took out the Continent Communication Device and first sent a communication request to Ernie.

Just one second later, the communication was connected.

“Greetings, Speaker Francis.” On the screen, Ernie saluted respectfully.

“Hmm.” Francis nodded and smiled, asking, “How is your understanding of the runes? Are you confident in breaking through to the Fourth Ring?”

“Rune understanding and Energy Furnace research are fundamentally incomparable.”

Ernie said with a bitter face: “I asked Speaker Yassen to craft a set of adapted Fire Elemental Analysis Problems for me. For the first twenty years, it was fine, relying on past accumulation, I completed two problems in just twenty years.”

“But for the next fifty years, there was no progress at all, stuck firmly on the third problem.”

When researching the Energy Furnace, spending ten or twenty years would always yield some progress, always bringing hope.

But not with understanding runes, for a full fifty years, he made not a shred of progress, looking ahead, all he could see seemed like a dead-end.

This feeling was something he had never experienced and certainly didn’t want to, but alas, things didn’t go as desired.

“Ten percent confidence is indeed a bit low.”

Francis frowned, “I can give you two options, one is to rely on yourself to break through.”

“The second is to continue researching the Energy Furnace, then attempt to break through independently when the Wizard Calendar reaches 2100. If you fail, be sealed in ice, and then try again when there is enough Pure Dew to break through.”

“Pure Dew is…”

He relayed the information he had learned from Lor to Ernie.

“Is there really such a marvel?” Ernie’s eyes lit up, full of excitement, then he hesitated for a while, finally gritting his teeth, seemingly making a firm decision, “Speaker Francis, could I continue to independently analyze runes for another three hundred years?”

“If by then there is still no progress, I will research the Energy Furnace, and wait until the Wizard Calendar hits 2100 to be sealed in ice.”

He knew his request was somewhat greedy; he wanted the Pure Dew but also wanted to seize more opportunities for independent breakthroughs.

However, the aftereffects of Pure Dew were so significant that he was somewhat reluctant.

“Then have it your way, I’ll give you three hundred years.” Francis said: “If by then you still have no progress in rune parsing, focus solely on researching the Energy Furnace.”

One must know that single-element rune parsing is the easiest, but for fifty years straight, Ernie hadn’t even figured out the approach to the third rune parsing problem, and he didn’t hold much hope for this young one’s future progress.

Spending this time on the Energy Furnace would evidently yield greater rewards.

But since Ernie was so persistent, he couldn’t disregard his feelings entirely.

Geniuses deserve special treatment, as did Lor, as did Sanchez, as does Ernie.

“Thank you, Speaker Francis.” Ernie bowed deeply, gratitude evident.

“Don’t thank me, thank Speaker Lor.” Francis shook his head, “The Pure Dew was created by him, and he also agreed to give it to you for free.”

“Yes, I’ll try to contact Speaker Lor later to express my gratitude.” Ernie said quickly.

“Alright, let’s leave it at that.” Francis nodded and disconnected the communication, then switched to connect with Rosa.

“Greetings, Speaker Francis.” On the screen, Rosa bowed in salute.

“Hmm, the reason I approached you today is because…” Francis once again relayed the news about the Pure Dew, then asked: “You have been researching potions for years, have you tried rune parsing? How far have you gotten?”

Rosa, unlike Ernie, was not the director of the Pharmaceutical Research Institute and thus had much more freedom with her time, without needing to specifically resign in front of him and Amy.

Thus, he needed to clearly understand this young one’s progress and attitude towards rune parsing to make further suggestions.

“Speaker Francis, I have basically no talent for rune parsing, with almost no hope of independent breakthrough.”

Rosa excitedly said: “I originally thought I’d only be able to research potions for a thousand years, but never expected that Speaker Lor would create such an incredible marvel and generously give it to me for free.”

“Speaker Francis, if by Wizard Calendar 2300, Speaker Lor hasn’t accumulated enough Pure Dew, I am willing to be sealed in ice, waiting until enough Pure Dew is amassed to be revived.”

“Before that, I aim to raise the limit of the Spiritual Power Limit-Breaking Potion, hopefully, to produce a potion that can break the Ist-level Wizard’s spiritual power limit.”

“Only thus can I live up to Speaker Lor’s expectations.”

She is a Water and Wood Dual-Element Mage, and the difficulty of rune parsing is much higher than that of single-element.

Previously, she spent a hundred years specifically on rune parsing, with scarce results, simply giving up.

Now suddenly learning that she can forcibly achieve the Fourth Ring, she cannot help but be overjoyed.

Francis: “…”

…

Wizard Calendar 1400, January 1st.

A much-anticipated Grand Council of the Wizard Alliance was convened.

The anticipation was because Francis had long circulated the news that Speaker Lor had mastered the magic to establish plane passages, and this council would set the tone for the plane era.

Betula Continent, top floor of the Lor Wizard Tower.

Lor, noting the time, paused his domain construction, his spiritual power returning to his body, took out the Continent Communication Device and glanced at it; a Grand Council invitation had long been awaiting in his communication list.

Opening the invitation, one screen after another appeared before his eyes, a quick glance showed that almost everyone had arrived.

“Speaker Lor.”

“Greetings, Speaker Lor.”

The Speakers who had arrived early nodded in greeting to Lor, while the Legislators bowed in salute.

Lor nodded back one by one, then curiously asked, “There’s still half an hour until the Grand Council officially starts; why have you all arrived so early?”

In previous years, the scene of full attendance was only seen ten minutes in advance, but this year it was much earlier.

“I released the news early about your ability to conduct plane expansion.” Francis chuckled.

“I see.” Lor realized.

With a question and an answer, all thirty-four speakers and three hundred ninety legislators of the Wizard Alliance had arrived.

It is worth mentioning the additional speaker was once a Legislator Flynn, from when Sanchez fused five types of Abyssal Bloodline, stationed on the fifteenth layer of the Abyss.

Ten years ago, he broke through to the Fifth Ring, and having long since accumulated the required Contribution Points, he naturally became a speaker.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I trust everyone knows the main agenda of this council.”

Francis, seeing everyone present, scanned the room, spoke slowly: “Regarding the treatment of vassal races from other planes, Speaker Lor already has a detailed plan. I am quite satisfied with his plan, and for the specifics, I shall let him explain it to everyone.”

Upon hearing this, the speakers and legislators all cast expectant gazes toward Lor.

“In my plan, whenever we conquer a plane, we will first confiscate the entire plane and all Magic Crystal Ore.” Lor frankly pointed out the key, “Afterwards, we’ll use Magic Crystals as the sole designated currency, making them contribute in various ways to the Wizard Alliance…”

As he spoke, the eyes of the legislators and speakers grew increasingly bright, resembling wolves eyeing unwary sheep.

Soon, Lor finished his method of managing vassal races, something he had copied… transported from his previous world, and smiled at everyone: “That’s about it, does anyone have anything to add?”

Hearing Lor’s question, everyone exchanged glances, looking at one another.

They found that Lor had basically completed all the framing, with only minor details left unfinished.

However, these details must be determined based on the actual situation of each plane, making discussions now unnecessary.

This feeling… was quite strange.

“Since no one has anything to add, let’s talk about the distribution of benefits post-plane opening.” Lor waited a moment, seeing no one speak, and immediately addressed the most important agenda of this council.

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