Chapter 338 Visit
For Jieming, who had been diligently building his own foundation, more than a hundred years was but a fleeting moment.
However, during this period, his Infernal Sulfur Plane had undergone tremendous changes.
Viewed from outside the plane, the entire Purgatory Sulfur Plane had been completely transformed into a dazzling crimson.
That was a sea of scorching magma that covered almost the entire surface of the Sulfur Plane of Purgatory, and was almost never extinguished.
Powered by a level 7 large elemental pool, even the slightest spillage of energy was enough to completely melt the stones on the surface of the Infernal Sulfur Plane.
In this churning red inferno, scattered here and there are some constantly moving and changing black "islands".
These are not actual landmasses, but rather settlements inhabited by colonies of dark giants.
Black giants are born with the instinct to absorb external heat. When a large number of black giants gather in one place for a long time, their combined effect is enough to cool and solidify the surrounding high-temperature magma, forming a temporary black rocky landscape.
Driven by a natural attraction to high-energy environments, black giant communities will continuously migrate towards hotter regions.
Once they leave, the black "island," having lost its continuous heat absorption effect, will soon be melted and swallowed by the surrounding lava again.
After hundreds of years of reproduction, the population of the Black Giants has grown to nearly 600 million.
Even though they are scattered into tribes of varying sizes, their sheer size is enough to have a significant impact on the local environment.
A new ecosystem gradually formed around the Black Giant race: in addition to those peculiar magical beasts that were born to survive in magma, many other kinds of magical beasts developed the habit of migrating with the Black Giants, and the Black Giants also took the opportunity to tame a group of heat-resistant magical beasts as "livestock".
More importantly, under Jemin's deliberate influence and the development of their own groups, these elemental life forms have already given birth to primitive sparks of civilization—they have fixed sacrificial activities and even formed simple festival "customs".
Through the monitoring arrays that spanned the planes, Jemin watched over one of the large black giant tribes.
Led by a level 5 black giant leader, a grand ceremony brimming with primal power was completed.
He then checked the array next to it that connected to the core of the incense and spirit path. It showed that the collection of incense power was stable and efficient, and all other facilities were operating without any sluggishness.
"Yes, the incense collection is running smoothly, and the foundation in all aspects has been laid. We can proceed to the next step of inlaying the core runes." Jemin nodded in satisfaction.
He calculated the time and found that the mandatory repair period displayed on the magic network terminal was less than fifty years away.
"There should be enough time. If I'm lucky, I might even have some spare time to study space-related knowledge..." He was making plans when his communicator rang.
It was a message from Viola, as concise as ever: "Open the door! I'm here!"
Jemin shook his head helplessly, and with a thought, he returned to the underground laboratory of the Golden Garden in the Noren 147 plane through the spatial anchor point.
Upon arriving at the adjacent control room, he activated the teleportation array's receiving permissions.
A flash of light appeared, and Viola's figure materialized.
However, she was not alone this time; a slightly reserved young male wizard followed behind her.
Jemin felt the young man looked familiar. He blinked and quickly retrieved the relevant information from his memory bank—it was the young disciple that his mentor Clark had recently taken on.
"We're here!" Viola tossed her signature long silver-grey hair and stepped out of the teleportation array with a carefree air.
Jemin noticed that this time she didn't carry the junior like luggage, but let him walk down on his own.
Knowing his senior's terrible temper, Jemin immediately understood: it seemed that this junior was also a genius who had gained her approval.
"Have you missed me, junior?"
Viola greeted them familiarly, then casually pulled up a lump of flowing, active metal from the ground, shaped it into a chair, and sat down comfortably.
Ignoring her meaning, Jemin turned his gaze to the young junior and said in a calm tone, "Hello, or rather, long time no see. I remember your name is... Ang, right?"
Ang was surprised that this legendary senior, who had supposedly left the academy long ago, still remembered his name. A look of flattery flashed across his face, and he quickly nodded respectfully in response, "Yes, Senior Jemin! Hello!"
Jemin sensed the other party's mental energy fluctuations; they were calm and refined, indicating that the party had already constructed the Ring of Truth and was a formal wizard.
However, this is understandable. After so many years, this junior, Ang, must have already completed his mandatory military service.
Viola leaned over from the side, chiming in with a grin, "Junior Ang is an amazing genius too! Of course..."
She drawled out her words, giving Jemin a mischievous look: "Not as perverted as you were back then, junior."
With a blank expression, Jemin reached out and pressed his hand against Viola's face, gently pushing her back.
Seeing Ang's somewhat dumbfounded expression, he explained, "Don't be surprised. The elegance she maintains in front of others is all a facade. Once you get to know her, you'll realize that she's actually a rather awful person at heart."
“Hey! Jemin! This is slander! A blatant defamation of my perfect reputation!” Viola protested from the side.
Jemin glanced at her and sneered.
If it weren't for the fact that the laws involved are quite private matters for every wizard, he would have liked to tell Ang that the core rule this senior sister had mastered was "pain," and that she was a potential pervert who was born liking to see others "pain."
However, considering their long-standing friendship, he decided to give Viola some face in front of the newcomer.
He then continued to Ang, "However, she is quite reliable in situations of genuine danger. If you encounter problems you can't solve on the battlefield or in your research in the future, you can try to rely on her."
After a brief greeting, Jemin manipulated the active metal on the ground, causing it to flow and condense into an exquisite table and three chairs, gesturing for Ang to sit down.
He then beckoned, and a silver metal puppet standing beside him came over carrying a plate of plant fruits of various shapes, each emitting a faint energy fluctuation.
Jemin looked at Viola, who had already skillfully grabbed one of the round fruits and taken a bite without any hesitation, and asked directly, "What brings you here today?"
Viola chewed on the sweet and juicy fruit while mumbling, "It's nothing serious. My mandatory rest period is almost over. In another ten years or so, I'll have to report to the second-line battlefield, so I came to say hello. And by the way, to let you get to know Junior Ang."
She swallowed the fruit and turned to Ang, saying, "If you encounter any problems you can't solve at the academy or outside, you can come to him. He can handle most things."
She said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, without even considering asking for Jemin's opinion.
Jemin neither confirmed nor denied it, but simply nodded slightly to Ang, which was taken as tacit acceptance of this "entrustment".
Then, he looked at Viola with some doubt: "I remember your recuperation time should have been less than a thousand years, right? How come it's over so quickly?"
As a level six wizard, Viola is subject to the usual regulations of wizarding civilization, and the mandatory rest period after each interplane war usually lasts for more than four thousand years.
This time... is moving a bit too fast.
As they spoke, Jemin casually picked out a piece of plant from the fruit plate that looked like a brown tree root but emitted a cool fragrance and handed it to Ang: "You can try this. The energy and trace amounts of toxins contained in the other fruits might be a bit too much for you right now."
Viola proudly raised her chin and explained, "Hehe, I'm now a member of the 'Elite Combat Unit'! I enjoy the treatment of a high-level wizard and can voluntarily apply to shorten my mandatory rest time. I also used my accumulated high-level military merits to exchange for some extra free time, which is why I was able to go back to the battlefield so quickly."
Seeing a hint of surprise flash in Jemin's eyes, Viola pouted, her face showing an annoyance that said, "You actually underestimated me."
"Hey, what kind of look is that? Elite combat units were established specifically to recruit talented wizards from all walks of life. Passing the workshop's elite trials is one way, but for someone as gifted and accomplished as me, they'll naturally invite me!"
Jemin did not refute this.
After all, putting aside her twisted personality, Viola's talent and strength on the path of wizardry are indeed beyond doubt.
It is well-deserved that they have been included in the elite combat units.
(End of this chapter)
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