Chapter 280 Academy
Fifty years pass by in the blink of an eye during focused research.
In the laboratory, Benjamin gently put down the scalpel in his hand which was stained with a little biological tissue fluid.
On the operating table in front of him, a "Wind-Whistling Winged Beast" specimen from the airspace plane, with a structure as delicate as a natural aircraft, had been thoroughly dissected and analyzed.
His expression was calm, as if he had completed a daily task. Only his fingertips moved quickly on the light screen beside him, archiving the last batch of data records about the coupling structure of his nerve cord and energy vesicles.
After entering the last piece of information, he skillfully activated the cleaning array.
A soft light swept across, and the operating table and all the tools instantly became as bright as new, and all biological residues were broken down into basic particles.
After taking off his heavy multifunctional protective suit, Benjamin walked to the observation window and looked at the eternally unchanging crimson sky of the purgatory sulfur plane outside, sighing helplessly.
For fifty years, he buried himself in the laboratory, systematically studying the samples brought back from the space plane in the order of biological structure from simple to complex.
However, the progress was not ideal.
For a full fifty years, he only completed one-fifth of his planned research plan.
"After all, the speed of research is far behind the desire to collect." Benjamin rubbed his eyebrows.
Dissection, analysis, recording, deduction... every step takes time.
Especially when facing rare creatures with complex structures and unique rules and powers, one must be extremely cautious.
He roughly estimated that it would take at least three hundred years of continuous investment to thoroughly study all the samples collected from the airspace plane.
And this is just the normal harvest of the airspace plane.
In addition, there is the mutant spider snake with spatial talent and the mysterious white mist that even seventh-level wizards attach great importance to.
It would take an unimaginable amount of time to research these things.
Just thinking about it, Benjamin felt that the road ahead was long, but also full of the temptation of exploration.
He left the main laboratory and came to a large ecological culture room that had been specially modified in the plane.
Through the thick observation window, one can see that in the simulated zero-gravity environment inside, thousands of ordinary spider snakes are quietly clustered together as if following some ancient ritual, forming a slowly rotating giant biological sphere with a diameter of nearly 100 meters.
This is a common habit in their native environment on the plane of space, used to conserve heat and cope with danger.
And next door, in a special breeding unit tightly sealed by layers of space confinement arrays, the unique mutant spider snake was cruising restlessly, with spatial ripples on its body surface appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Through preliminary exploratory experiments, Jemin discovered that this mutant spider snake plays the role of "leader" in the tribe, and its pheromones have a strong control over ordinary spider snakes.
He speculated that if the pheromone suppression and guidance of the leader were lost for a long time, ordinary spider snake groups would likely spontaneously give birth to new mutant individuals under the pressure of survival.
Therefore, he isolated it, on the one hand to conduct in-depth research on its mutation mechanism, and on the other hand to hope to "stimulate" more precious mutation samples and enrich his research materials.
After checking the condition of the spider snake and confirming that the storage environments of several other important sample libraries were stable and correct, Benjamin contacted the person in charge of the Noren Workshop Plane Transformation Team through a communication array - a calm and composed sixth-level wizard.
"Wizard Jieming, long time no see. It's really strange that you have time to contact me." The figure of a sixth-level wizard appeared in front of the screen. Behind him, a group of wizards were setting up a large magic circle.
Jieming nodded as a greeting. "You're welcome. I've just been a bit busy, so I haven't been in touch lately... How's the project going?"
"Not bad, everything goes well." The sixth-level wizard stretched out his finger, and soon, an accurate project progress report was sent to Benjamin's screen.
"The second phase of infrastructure construction has been fully completed, and the third phase of energy clustering and dispatching system construction is approximately 30% complete. The overall progress is in line with expectations, and it is expected to be fully completed in another 50 years."
Jieming expressed satisfaction with the speed: "It's very fast. Thank you for your help."
"No, this is what we should do."
After hanging up the phone, Benjamin began to think about his next action plan.
He can afford to wait fifty years.
By then, the incubation pool energy problem that has troubled him for a long time will be fundamentally solved, and the cultivation of a new generation of black giants and more energy-consuming research can be put on the agenda.
Just as he was about to return to the laboratory to "relax" his tense research nerves by reading the difficult seventh-level element pool information, the encrypted communicator he carried with him emitted a soft light prompt.
Benjamin was a little surprised and answered the call.
A curtain of light unfolded, revealing the familiar and majestic face of Dean Avery Knight.
"Jeremy, long time no see. It seems you have gained a lot during this period." The dean's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the light curtain and feel the increasingly condensed and heavy aura from Jermyn.
"Dean Avery Knight... Judging from your appearance, I assume the war is going quite well?"
Hearing him say this, Dean Avery Knight couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "Yes, the harvest from that plane is indeed great. There are more than a dozen level eight natural divine spirits alone. My laboratory will have no shortage of research materials for a long time."
Upon hearing this, Jieming was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that the resources in the plane where the Demon of Destruction was located were so exaggerated.
Under normal circumstances, when the resources of a plane are concentrated, a maximum of six-level creatures can be born.
If you want to reach a higher level, you must go to other planes to obtain more resources.
Having so many level eight creatures, whether they rely on the resources of the plane itself to advance or go to other planes to plunder resources to advance, represents a large amount of additional resources.
Of course, for most civilizations encountering this kind of civilization would be a complete disaster.
It's just that the wizard civilization is too outrageous. A seventh-level wizard can not only fight against opponents of higher levels, but also fight against many enemies at once.
Dean Avery Knight was very satisfied with the results of his first plane expedition since taking office: "We have successfully merged that plane into the Erosia plane community. Now we just need to spend time to transform it."
After a few pleasantries, Dean Avery got straight to the point. "After so many years of continuous and subtle transformation and genetic optimization of the native humans of the Elosia plane, we're finally seeing a steady emergence of individuals who meet the minimum standards for wizarding qualifications."
Benjamin was stunned. This meant that the preparations for the Nolen 147 Wizarding Academy on the Elosia plane had entered the final stage.
Dean Avery Knight continued, "It is expected that the school will officially open in ten years and recruit the first batch of local students."
"The college is just starting out, and everything is waiting to be developed. What we need most is experienced and capable teachers." Dean Avery's eyes were filled with expectation. "Jereming, I hope you can come and teach at the college."
Hearing this, Jie Ming hesitated a bit: "Thank you for your appreciation, Dean, but... my ability is still a little lacking, so I might not be suitable."
His current research projects are packed, and plane transformation is also ongoing, so being a teacher will inevitably take up a lot of his time and energy.
"That's okay. Your experience will be a valuable asset to the new generation of wizard apprentices." Dean Avery understood what Benjamin meant, but he didn't say much. He just explained in detail the benefits of the academy teachers.
"Taking into account the fact that teaching duties for low-level wizards would seriously affect their own exploration, research, and rest," the dean explained, "as compensation, the academy stipulates that the regular rest period for low-level wizards serving as teachers can be doubled."
Hearing this, Benjamin immediately changed his mind.
In other words, Benjamin's original two hundred years of rest period would be extended to four hundred years if he could become a teacher!
This condition had a fatal attraction to Benjamin.
For him now, the direct benefits brought by a simple plane expedition are no longer as important as his own research and knowledge accumulation.
What he urgently needs is a long period of undisturbed time that he can use freely to digest his gains, deepen his research, and improve himself.
A four-hundred-year period of rest is undoubtedly a gift that cannot be refused.
"Thank you for the trust of the dean. I am willing to take the position of teacher." Jieming no longer hesitated and solemnly agreed.
Dean Avery smiled with satisfaction and added, "One more thing. The remaining nine strands of Plane Origin, as promised to you for the reward for discovering that plane, are already prepared. They will be sent to you via an encrypted channel later, so please check."
Jieming's heart moved and he expressed his gratitude again.
Shortly after the communication ended, the teleportation array in the Purgatory Sulfur Plane received a request to transfer an item.
After confirming the authority and safety, nine crystal test tubes emitting a soft and bright light appeared steadily on the receiving platform.
Inside the test tube, nine strands of plane origin condensed like liquid halos flowed slowly, emitting heart-pounding fluctuations.
Jieming carefully stored them together with the twenty strands of origin he had obtained before.
Looking at the twenty-nine strands of origin emitting magnificent light gathered together in the storage space, even Benjamin, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help but be amazed.
"With such a large amount of origin, even a sixth-level wizard would find it difficult to produce it all at once in a short period of time..." he muttered to himself.
Although his military merit deposits have shrunk significantly due to plane transformation and various research expenses, leaving only a little over 100 million, but Benjamin has no intention of selling these origins to cash in.
In his plan, these origins have a more important use - they are not only precious resources for reaching higher realms, but also a top-level hard currency.
Its value is stable, comparable to the gold reserves in the mortal world, and at critical moments it can be exchanged for rare resources or knowledge that cannot be measured by military merit.
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