Chapter 147 Death and Planes
A rare faint smile appeared on Teacher Clark's face.
He picked up a brand new set of wizard robes and a badge that shone with a deep light from behind him.
"Jereming, this is the badge of a first-level official wizard, and your official robes."
Mentor Clark handed the badge to Jemin. The badge was not simply cast in metal, but made of some translucent material.
It is engraved with complex wizard runes, and seems to contain a miniature elemental storm inside, representing the recognition of the first-level wizard's control over elements.
The robe is woven from a special black silk thread, which not only effectively isolates external energy interference, but also symbolizes the official identity of a wizard. A large number of blank areas are reserved on it for wizards to carve and strengthen it themselves.
Benjamin took the badge and robe, felt the powerful force contained in them, and a ripple of emotion surged in his heart.
From today on, he can get rid of the title of apprentice and become an official wizard recognized by the entire wizard civilization.
This is not only an honor, but also the result of his years of hard work and a passport to a broader world in the future.
"Very good." Instructor Clark nodded with satisfaction. "Your performance has exceeded my expectations. I look forward to seeing you bring more surprises in the future."
"Thank you for your guidance, mentor." Benjamin bowed and then stood behind his mentor to watch the ceremony.
Except for a small number of students whose talents were really too poor, all other graduates successfully obtained the badges and formal robes representing first-level official wizards.
Most of those who failed to reach the first-level wizard level due to poor talent had stubborn expressions on their faces and could not help but look at the space teleportation array next to them.
That is the entrance where they will go to other planes to fight.
If all students were afraid of military service when they first entered school, then over the years, these apprentices who were unable to break through to the first-level wizard due to their own talent limitations were the ones who most wanted to participate in the plane war.
The number of apprentices varies from discipline to discipline, and most logistics departments completed their graduation ceremonies in a very short period of time.
The academy did not delay, and all wizards who had completed the graduation ceremony for the entire subject could set off immediately.
So when some combat departments were still continuing their graduation ceremonies, on the other side of the hall, those graduates who were about to go to other planes to fight had already boarded the huge space teleportation array one after another.
The array patterns lit up under their feet, and the light flickered. Every teleportation took away a group of young and passionate figures, and dropped them into the plane that the workshop was conquering or exploring, to assume the responsibilities of a formal wizard - to explore and collect new knowledge.
Benjamin stood behind Mr. Clark, looking at the receding figures, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of emotion in his heart.
He clearly remembered that the last time he attended such a ceremony was five years ago.
He was sitting in the audience, watching the graduating wizards embark on their journeys with high spirits, his eyes filled with longing and curiosity for the wizarding world...
Oh, that’s not right, it seems not?
Benjamin couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
He remembered... although he had only studied for five years, he seemed to be able to pin all the newly graduated wizards present to the ground and beat them.
Thinking of this, Benjamin's eyes couldn't help but wander.
As he glanced at other students who had passed the trials of the Norn Workshop like him and had not yet gone to other planes to fight, Benjamin felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.
It was not until he saw Augusta standing behind the combat instructor with a proud look on his face that Benjamin finally remembered who was missing.
He subconsciously looked for a figure that was not familiar to him.
"By the way, where is Horn?" Benjamin asked casually, his eyes still searching the crowd.
Horn, a young genius with eighth-level elemental talent, was a prominent figure in the academy during his freshman period. With his outstanding talent, he should have been one of the highlights of this graduation ceremony.
Amy's expression remained calm upon hearing this, and her tone seemed extremely normal, as if she was talking about something insignificant: "He? Dead."
"Dead?"
These few short words were like a bolt of cold lightning, instantly striking Benjamin's heart.
He looked at Amy, whose expression was still so calm, as if she was stating a fact that she had already accepted.
Victor beside him just nodded slightly in agreement: "Yes, he died in the Elosia plane before."
Horn is dead?
A complex emotion welled up in Benjamin's heart.
It wasn't a feeling of regret or fear, but rather a trance and complexity similar to hearing that an acquaintance had died.
As a "little genius" with eighth-level elemental talent, many people think that Horn will go further on the path of a wizard. He was even once a leader in the eyes of many people and received a lot of expectations.
Amy continued to explain, "Unfortunately, ever since passing the academy's trials, he's become somewhat complacent. He's focused more on building connections than improving himself. Every day, he's busy making friends with the children of various families at the academy and attending various banquets, and he's become much less interested in his studies."
"So this guy was unlucky enough to die in the previous trial." Victor added, with a barely perceptible hint of regret in his tone.
But this regret is more about the loss of talent rather than the sadness for the individual.
Benjamin felt a little emotional.
Although he and Horn were actually not familiar with each other at all, it could even be said that they had almost no intersection.
But hearing that a once famous genius died so quietly, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He remembered Horn's confident and even arrogant look in the academy.
Despite such talent, he went astray and wasted his precious time and energy on meaningless "connections", and eventually perished in the cruel plane test.
This is a very common thing in the wizarding world.
Talent is important, but what is more important is the desire for knowledge, the pursuit of power, and the determination to constantly improve oneself in the fierce competition.
Those wizards who are obsessed with worldly power, interpersonal relationships, or who rely solely on their talents and are complacent, no matter how high their starting point is, will eventually be eliminated by this cold and efficient system.
Benjamin withdrew his gaze and looked at the official wizard badge in his hand.
It seemed to remind him that true power was always in his own hands.
Connections, resources, and honor are all external things. Only one's own strength is the foundation for standing in multiple dimensions.
Just as the crowd gradually dispersed and the hall returned to some tranquility, Mr. Clark's steady voice rang in Jieming's ears: "Jieming, come to my office."
"Yes, mentor." Benjamin responded respectfully, and then followed his mentor's pace, walking through the familiar corridors of the college.
Teacher Clark's office is as simple as ever.
The instructor walked behind the desk and motioned for Benjamin to sit in the chair opposite.
"Please sit down." Instructor Clark's voice contained a subtle hint of relaxation.
He picked up a stack of materials from the table. At the same time, Benjamin's magic network terminal also received an encrypted message.
"This is the plane information you applied for before." Teacher Clark went straight to the point and pushed the materials in his hand in front of Benjamin.
Benjamin's attention was immediately drawn to the stack of materials.
That was a demonic plane that he had obtained by having the highest contribution in the Elosia plane trial, and now the dust has finally settled!
"Based on the workshop's survey and assessment, as well as your own wishes, the demonic plane selected for you is the premier demonic plane in the Elosia plane community."
Mentor Clark spoke calmly, but the amount of information contained in his words made Jermyn's heart beat faster.
"This plane is known as 'Purgatory Sulfur,'" the instructor said slowly. "Its physical size even exceeds the surface of the main plane of Elothea. It is a vast and pristine land, filled with active fire elements and extremely active geological activity."
Jieming's eyes instantly shone with disbelief.
This means that this surface has extremely rich resources and a vast space that is enough to support him in conducting countless large-scale experiments!
Instructor Clark gestured for Jermyn to look at the information on the magic network terminal. "This is a detailed survey report of the plane, and the coordinates of the plane you will soon obtain. Norn Workshop has already installed a permanent space portal in that plane. This coordinate point is the 'key' to the space portal. With it, you can travel back and forth between Norn Workshop and that plane at any time."
He paused, then added, "Once you arrive at that dimension, you can change the specific coordinates of the portal at any time based on your needs and safety considerations. Of course, if you have other needs, you can also give the coordinates to someone you know. It's all up to you."
Jieming took a deep breath to calm his inner excitement.
This means that an entire real plane has truly fallen into his hands.
"Due to its harsh environment, this plane is mainly inhabited by some fire-attributed elemental creatures and high-temperature-resistant magical beasts, as well as a few demons born deep in the volcano. They are huge in number, powerful, and extremely aggressive. You need to be adequately prepared." Instructor Clark reminded.
"I understand, mentor. I will be careful." Benjamin nodded.
"Also, if you need it, the workshop can help you contact a logistics construction team composed of low-level wizards. They can be responsible for the initial development of the plane and resource collection. The specific permissions have been sent to your magic network terminal, and you can arrange it yourself." Instructor Clark continued, "Do you have any other questions?"
"That's all, mentor. Thank you very much for your and the workshop's support!" Jeming sincerely expressed his gratitude to mentor Clark.
Mentor Clark nodded imperceptibly. "Go ahead. The path of a wizard lies in exploration and practice. I wish you good luck."
"yes!"
Benjamin did not stay any longer. He stood up impatiently, saluted Teacher Clark again, and hurriedly left the office.
(End of this chapter)
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