He does not have what normal people call "concepts of good and evil" and "morals". He is simply interested in the subject he is studying, and has a kind of enthusiasm and persistence that cannot be described in words.

It was for this reason that Zuo Si chose to kidnap her from that hellhole of Innistrad.

Most importantly, as one of Innistrad's most outstanding talents, Ludevic has the qualifications to become a top necromancer or even a legendary wizard.

This guy used to produce corpse-skabbers in large quantities simply to accumulate technology and experience, not like Gerald who had a morbid fascination with corpses and undead creatures.

Just the opposite!

What he really wants to do is to transcend the limits of being a human being and completely transform himself into another more advanced life form.

There is a saying that goes, the size of a person's vision will determine how much he will achieve in the future.

It is obvious that Ludewei is top-notch in terms of both intelligence and vision.

Even though he was born in a poor, weak, and closed world like Innistrad, he was not bound by it, but instead set his sights on the highest point from the very beginning.

Now, after acquiring a large amount of knowledge about necromancy magic from Faerun and the floating city, this genius's horizons have been completely opened. All kinds of wonderful ideas and inspirations have popped up one after another like mushrooms after rain, and he is conducting all kinds of crazy experiments every day.

If the current spellcasting level was not too low, they would probably have already started trying to create some special corpse-snaking creatures that could preserve the souls and consciousness of the deceased.

Tailantier was undoubtedly very wary of Ludevi, a stranger from another time and space.

Because he received traditional wizard education in Faerun, he has always believed that magic is a very powerful and dangerous force.

Every wizard and apprentice must have enough respect for it and remain cautious in any experiment to ensure that everything is under control.

And what about Ludvi? Not only is he very radical when studying and experimenting, but he also exudes a kind of hysterical madness in his bones. He is simply an unstable bomb that may explode at any time.

So after leaving the underground laboratory, Tyrantyr immediately couldn't help asking, "Sir, we already have a construct production line. Is it necessary to take a huge risk and mass-produce the undead army called skaab?"

Zuo Si answered directly: "Constructs are constructs, and the army of skaabs is the army of skaabs. The positioning of the two was different from the beginning.

The former is expensive and difficult to destroy easily, so it is the elite used to attack at critical moments.

The latter is an extremely cheap cannon fodder army that overwhelms the enemy with overwhelming numbers.

The greatest significance of their existence is to be used for endless consumption until the enemy is completely worn down by the casualties brought by the war and the countless consumption of materials, or the morale collapses and the enemy loses the will to resist.

You have to understand that the wars we may face in the future are not just small-scale fights in Faerun or this world, but cross-time and space battles involving hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of enemies.

Just imagine, if one day we need to enter Baator or the Abyss, then with just that few constructs, is it really possible to stop the siege of thousands of high-level demons or devil legions? The answer is obviously no!

Therefore, Ludewei's arrival is to make up for this gap in numbers and ensure that there is always a large enough army in the floating city that is not afraid of death and can buy time at critical moments."

"Fighting across time and space..."

Tailantier's eyes lit up slightly, and he instantly realized why the supreme leader of the organization in front of him had been doing all this recently.

Likewise, he began to look forward to the knowledge and magic from other worlds.

After all, just seizing the magical knowledge of a floating city has brought great benefits to the senior members of the organization.

Especially those super magics with astonishing power. Every successful conversion will increase the collection of legendary magic in the spell reserve by one, and at the same time it can greatly increase one's understanding and knowledge of arcane magic.

"That's right! Fight across time and space! I think you should be aware that in Faerun, due to the gods, it is impossible for us to carry out large-scale expansion and conquest.

We must not easily destroy the balance between good and evil, order and chaos, otherwise it will trigger a series of serious and uncontrollable risks.

But the situation is different in other worlds where there are no gods or the gods are not powerful enough.”

As he said this, a meaningful smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.

Tailantyr understood immediately and couldn't help but nodded with a smile: "I see! Then we really need to strengthen the large-scale combat capabilities of the floating city. Especially with so many wizard towers, it's best to find a way to use them."

“There are only two ways to control so many wizard towers.

First, train a sufficient number of mages;

Second, I upgraded the [Creator] profession to the legendary level, and then used [Legendary Awakening Creation] to activate the entire floating city and generate independent consciousness and thinking ability.

But it is not easy to do this.

Because the place that preserves the most complete information about the creator profession is not the Plantia floating city, but another floating city called Horatis.

We first have to find the location of this floating city, and then seize it from a group of powerful undead creatures.

By the way, have you received any news from those gargoyles I sent out earlier?"

Zuo Si suddenly remembered that he had released more than a dozen gargoyles half a year ago to go to a designated area to find out the whereabouts of other floating cities.

"I'm sorry, sir, I may disappoint you. So far, not a single gargoyle has come back to report. Maybe they are still searching, or maybe they have been shot down. In any case, there is no news from the other floating cities yet." Talantyr sighed regretfully.

You know, many liches in the organization have always wanted to find and capture other floating cities, and then reproduce the glory of Netheril's magical civilization in this world.

"Continue to summon gargoyles or other creatures for reconnaissance. I don't believe these floating cities can hide themselves forever. What's more, those great wizards who have transformed into undead form are also a huge threat to us. It's best to nip them in the bud as soon as possible." Zuo Si narrowed his eyes and gave instructions.

As the Fourth Disaster Plan unfolds, he will soon carry out large-scale construction centered on the port city of Hull, and will continue to plunder people from another continent across the sea to reignite the flames of civilization.

In this situation, if one or two floating cities suddenly descended from the sky and launched an attack, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Therefore, no matter from which angle, the threat from other floating cities must be found and resolved as soon as possible.

"I understand! I will make this matter the top priority in the next three months." Tailantier quickly agreed.

"Very good! I'll leave the task of finding the floating cities to you and Vanessa. Remember, you only have three months at most. After three months, I want to see the locations of all the floating cities."

After saying that, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to this old wizard who was originally quite famous in Baldur's Gate. He raised his hand and began to try to call the phoenix far away in another world.

In just less than a second...

A mini phoenix that looked only the size of a palm appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

Judging from his body size, the power he possesses at this moment is obviously far from his original form.

Driven by curiosity, Zuo Si asked with interest: "Is your current form an incarnation? A saint? Or a projection?"

"I can barely be considered an incarnation. Since I don't have any believers in this world, I should not be able to descend. But thanks to your existence, I can infiltrate a little bit of power into it through the connection of the earth card. If you leave this world, I will instantly lose all perception of this world." The little phoenix explained patiently.

"So... for gods, believers not only provide a certain amount of faith power, but are also equivalent to their coordinates in a certain time and space? And the more believers there are, the more power will penetrate in, and the more powerful the incarnation that descends will be?" Zuo Si touched his chin and showed an interested expression.

The little phoenix nodded slightly: "Yes. As a native god, I don't need faith in the world where I was born. The soul well is the source of my power. But in other worlds, I must rely on the help of believers to descend and incarnate, otherwise I can only barely maintain my current weak state."

"Interesting! So this is why many gods have a large number of believers in countless material planes, but they still tirelessly preach their teachings to make more mortals believe in them.

The number of believers determines what kind of incarnation they can descend into in that world.

In other words, if one day I went to war with a god in Faerun, the easiest way would be to destroy all his temples and kill all the mortals who worshipped him.

As a result, the god, whose number of followers had dropped sharply, was unable to send down a very powerful incarnation in Faerun.

Of course, the premise is that this god cannot be a native god of Faerun."

Zuo Si stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

Obviously, he found another good way to deal with the gods, and he also realized why the gods encouraged his church on earth to attack the churches of other hostile gods and reduce the number of the other side's believers as much as possible.

The most typical one is the moon goddess Suren.

She was originally one of the two goddesses of creation, an indisputably powerful divinity, but she gradually fell behind in the battle with her twin sister Shar, and now has even fallen to medium divinity.

One of the most important reasons is that Sulen’s temples and believers are often assassinated by the believers of the Goddess of Night.

Maybe once or twice is no big deal.

But what if it lasts for decades, hundreds, or thousands of years? If Sulen was not the original god of Toril, it is estimated that even an incarnation of weaker power would not be able to descend now.

"You are right. If you want me to exert my power in this world, you need to have enough believers first."

Little Phoenix gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

Zuo Si lowered his head and thought for a few minutes, then immediately responded: "In that case, then you should go to Hull to inspire your first pastor and have him start spreading the doctrine. Oh, I almost forgot to ask, have you obtained the priesthood?"

"Yes, father. I now possess three priesthoods: soul, immortality and fire." The little phoenix gave the answer without hesitation.

"What about the name? What name do you plan to let the believers call you?" Zuo Si continued to ask with a smile.

"I'm going to call myself Bennu, which comes from the phoenix in Egyptian mythology. What do you think?"

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in Little Phoenix's tone.

Needless to say, he had read a lot of myths and legends about the phoenix during this period, and found one that might be the oldest name among them.

After all, the word "Phoenix" originated from ancient Egyptian and Assyrian mythology.

"Bennu? Not a bad name. From now on, you are the god Bennu."

After saying that, Zuo Si slowly raised his hand and let the little phoenix fly away.

The latter took off into the air in the blink of an eye and flew straight to Hull Port not far below.

As a god, all Bennu has to do is to find one or two people with high enough perception attributes among the few remaining survivors, and use dreams or illusions to make them realize that he is a real god.

Only then can a stable connection be established and divine magic be bestowed.

In this way, a priest who obtains divine power can convince more people by demonstrating this power and gradually turn them into believers.

At least this is basically the way the gods of Faerun preach.

Zuo Si obviously didn't care much about how Bennu would spread his faith. Instead, he went straight to the lounge and said to the 30 senior talents waiting there, "How do you feel about your new bodies?"

"Great! This is simply a miracle of genetic engineering and biotechnology! If I'm not mistaken, these bodies should not be just humans or elves, right?" Professor White asked excitedly.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right! The body you are currently using is actually a fusion of four species: humans, dark elves, dragons, and trolls.

The human genes make your appearance not look too strange;

Dark elves can grant dark vision and magic-resistant skin; dragons can grant stronger strength and physical attributes, as well as a longer lifespan; and troll genes can grant powerful self-healing and regeneration abilities.

In other words, your bodies have been different from those of most mortal races from the very beginning.

Coupled with your smart minds, amazing learning abilities, and the knowledge, experience, and insights you brought from Earth, you already have the qualifications to become a strong person.

By the way, all the bodies you control are fertile without exception."

"Oh my god! Fusing the genes of four species into one clone? How...how on earth was this done?"

Dr. White's eyes lit up slightly and he clenched his fists excitedly.

"It's very simple. It relies on magic, or more precisely, cloning magic. In this world filled with strange energies, magic is an objectively existing and usable energy. It has almost infinite possibilities. It can not only realize the conversion between matter and energy, but also create life out of thin air."

In order to make these experts whose heads were full of scientific knowledge understand what he wanted to express, Zuo Si simply opened his arms and created an energy ball as big as a basketball in front of everyone.

In this energy ball, there are not only flames emitting amazing heat and dazzling white electric light, but also positive energy that can heal all wounds and negative energy born from death.

All of this can be observed directly with the naked eye.

Almost everyone present stood up from their chairs instantly and rushed forward to take a closer look.

"Magic? This is magic!"

"Energy visible to the naked eye? Unbelievable! How does it work?"

"Move aside! Move aside! Why are you, a social scientist, leaning so far forward? Do you know what high-energy physics is?"

"Shut up! I originally studied nuclear physics, but later I changed to a new track."

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. We are all elites in our respective industries, and we may even work together in the future. Don't let this little thing ruin your relationship."

"Mont is right. Everyone be quiet and try to form a tight circle. The short ones stand in the front and squat down, and the tall ones stand in the back."

…

In an instant, the originally quiet lounge became lively.

After all, anyone who can do scientific research has a strong curiosity, let alone something completely unscientific like magic.

Especially McCas, who was a physics major, his face was full of joy and enthusiasm, as if he had discovered a huge treasure.

He even stretched out his hand several times, wanting to actually feel the magical energy, but was stopped by his companions.

After all, there are flames, lightning, golden light emitted by positive energy, and biting chill from negative energy. Any fool would know that if you touch them rashly, you will definitely get hurt or even die.

Although they would not really die through the remote connection, if they lost their current body, it would be unknown when they could get a second one.

Without a doubt!

Zuo Si used the simplest, crudest and most intuitive way to make the experts present realize what kind of world they were living in.

After seven or eight minutes, he put away the energy, took out two books on basic magic theory, and said in a playful tone, "I think you all understand that magic is an objective thing in this world.

Next, all you have to do is learn to master and use this power.

I think after seeing the power of magic, no one would choose to give up magic and accept warrior training? If so, please raise your hand now.

It doesn’t matter, I respect your choice.”

moment!

The lounge fell silent. No one raised their hands. Instead, everyone stared at the two books with eager eyes.

Because they had all been instilled with the corresponding language by Isadora, the mastermind, when they were replicating the virtual fantasy of Waterdeep, they were able to understand what the words on the cover meant.

Most importantly, who the hell would be willing to be trained as a warrior if they can learn magic? Are you crazy? Magic is not only a powerful force, but also a tool for exploring the world and even the universe.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, can he travel between different dimensions with his own strength?

Can he feel the changes in the energy of his surroundings? The answer is obviously no.

Therefore, for these high-tech research industry elites present, magic is naturally the only choice.

Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. Since you all choose to learn magic, I will assign a great wizard to teach the most basic knowledge starting from tomorrow. But he is a lich, so you'd better be mentally prepared."

"Please don't worry about this. We have just seen the legendary mind flayer that feeds on the brains of intelligent creatures. As long as we can learn knowledge, we don't care what kind of monster serves as our teacher." McCas shrugged casually.

You know, he has been frightened more than once since he got his body and came to the real world.

First there was the mind flayer, then we encountered the giant constructs and golems, and just now I saw giant dragons and griffins flying in the sky. I'm almost used to it now.

"Haha, keep this positive attitude, I believe you should be able to adapt to your new life soon.

In addition to learning magic, you also need to take time to do your own part.

For example, David, a mechanical engineer, you need to check all the Qualixu mechanical devices to see if there are any areas for innovation and improvement;

Sociologist Chris, you are responsible for giving me a detailed report and plan to ensure that more earthling souls entering this world will not cause chaos and panic; Dr. White, your task is to study the genes of different organisms, find ways to extract those useful parts, and then graft them onto the genes of other organisms.

In addition, let's see if we can increase the speed of clone breeding.

In short, everyone should play a role in their own professional field..."

Zuo Si assigned work tasks to everyone without any hesitation.

"I have a question! Genetic research requires a series of expensive professional equipment including oscillators, centrifuges, PCR amplifiers, etc. Do you have them here?" Dr. White asked in an uncertain tone.

"Of course! In fact, I have prepared a complete biological laboratory for you."

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snap! With a crisp sound, a portal opened instantly.

On the other side, there were a large number of priceless professional instruments densely packed together, some of which were worth tens of millions of dollars, and there were no more than twenty of them in the world.

"Could you have robbed some country's cutting-edge biological laboratory?" White opened his mouth in surprise.

You have to know that many of these instruments were treasures that he wanted to obtain when he was alive, but the higher-ups were never willing to allocate funds for them.

"Please believe me, Doctor. I would never bother to do something like robbery, which requires no technical skills at all. In fact, these expensive instruments were donated unconditionally by a generous rich man, who even sold most of his property for this."

As he said this, a barely perceptible hint of amusement flashed across Zuo Si's eyes.

Obviously, this rich man did not really volunteer, but was "forced to volunteer".

Zuo Si, who possesses more than forty methods to seduce and control others, can make a person willingly die for him with just a flick of his finger, not to mention giving up half of his family property.

Of course, all the unlucky people he chose were either extremely black-hearted capitalists or families whose ancestors had sold contraband to the East.

In his opinion, the only value of these people's lives is to become his 24-hour ATM, so that he can take some money whenever he needs it.

As for whether the other party would go bankrupt or commit suicide because of this, Zuo Si didn't care.

Unfortunately, White, who was in a state of excitement, did not realize this. Instead, he said happily: "Great! It's perfect! With these instruments, I can carry out a series of research. But I can't run such a large laboratory by myself."

"Don't worry, Doctor. It won't be long before the second group of relevant talents will arrive. By then, you can recruit the assistants you need from them. Of course, arriving with them will also be a group of players who don't know the truth. As for the latter, I hope you can keep your mouths shut and not reveal any information to them." Zuo Si issued a warning with a serious expression.

"No problem. Most of us have signed confidentiality agreements and know what to say and what not to say." McCas took the initiative to step forward and give a guarantee.

"Very good! Since you all understand your tasks, there is no need for me to continue talking nonsense here. In order to celebrate the beginning of a new life, today will be a day off, and you can go around and take a look."

After saying this, Zuo Si opened the door leading to the street outside.

Driven by curiosity, thirty senior talents came to the street with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, staring in amazement at the towering spires, as well as the gardens, fountains and sculptures that could be seen everywhere.

Most importantly, they saw that the edge of the city not far away was not land, but the blue sky!

"I...we are in heaven?!"

McCas's voice suddenly rose an octave, his face full of shock.

Not only him, the other twenty-nine people performed similarly.

One person who was afraid of heights even lay on the ground and carefully climbed to the edge to see the scenery below.

Admiring the amusing reactions of these "high-quality human males" who couldn't believe what they were seeing, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and responded, "Yes, we are in the sky, or to be exact, in a city floating in the sky. Welcome to the Plantia Floating City, my floating city."

As the last word came out of his mouth, McCas sat down on the ground and started laughing like a madman.

"Hahahaha! Oh my god! I can't believe that I'm on a floating city! Interesting! So interesting! I feel like I'm back to when I was twelve or thirteen, the age when I could let my imagination run wild."

"Hehe! Me too! Today we have experienced too many things that are enough to subvert traditional cognition. This feeling is really wonderful." Dr. White also sat down on the ground and sighed.

(End of this chapter)