Chapter 409 Cooperation
These crystals provide an immense amount of information.
After a moment of silence, Jemin suddenly laughed out loud: "As expected of me, you're so thoughtful in everything you do."
Subconsciously fiddling with the information crystal that recorded his battle that triggered the transformation into light, Jemin began to think about how to warn his next self to be careful of traps related to physical strength.
"Trouble. I exposed my physical strength in this round, so... I need to find a way to make sure I can see this information directly in the next round."
This requirement sounds simple, but it's actually quite complicated.
Based on my actions after this reincarnation, although I could sense that the reincarnation was happening, I didn't have enough time to check the information inside the crystal.
After thinking for a moment, Jemin began searching for materials within the cave.
He found a piece of silvery-white high-density alloy, and quickly shaped it using alchemy to make a metal plate half a meter square.
Then, engrave the words on the board.
First, I wrote a big "3" to remind myself of the previous rounds I had gone through.
After carving the main content, he added a line of small print to the number "3": He recorded on the iron plate that his physical strength had been exposed, as well as the general situation of the previous battle.
After that, Jemin placed board number 3 next to board number 2.
Based on his previous actions, the only information he could see before the battle was the metal plate.
Therefore, these metal plates are the primary tool for transmitting the most important information.
After doing all this, Jemin took a deep breath and brought his consciousness back to the real world.
The battlefield has been largely cleared.
The wizards are building a temporary camp to treat the wounded and replenish their energy.
Scattered sounds of battle could still be heard in the distance, but the overall situation was already decided.
Jemin stood up and walked straight to the largest metal fortress in the center of the camp, where the newly established legion headquarters was located.
The guarding wizard recognized him: "Jermin the Wizard? Lord Frost is inside, but..."
“I have urgent intelligence,” Jemin interrupted him, “which concerns the life or death of the entire legion.”
The guards exchanged a glance and then made way.
That's right, Jemin planned to hand this information directly over to command.
Instead of letting him waste his time on this alone, it would be better to involve the entire expeditionary force.
Inside the tent, Frost stood in front of a three-dimensional tactical map, his brow furrowed.
The map was marked with a dense array of red and blue dots, the battle lines intertwined.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up: "Jeming? Your squad has finished resting?"
"My lord." Without exchanging pleasantries, Jemin took out dozens of recording crystals.
These recording crystals were specially selected by him, containing key information without revealing his special status: "Please take a look at these."
Frost took the crystal, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
But when his mental energy probed into the first piece and he saw those "memory images," his expression changed instantly.
He quickly scanned the dozens of crystals, then looked up, his eyes sharp as knives:
"These images... the timestamps show 'after the start of this round of battle,' and the content clearly depicts battles we haven't yet experienced. So..."
"Yes, just as you think, these recording crystals are messages left to me by my previous self."
"You have the ability to transcend the effects of time loops?!" Frost was extremely shocked.
Jemin had already prepared his explanation: "My master is an eighth-level alchemy master."
Jemin didn't say anything more.
Upon hearing this, Frost's astonishment deepened.
But this time the astonishment wasn't about Jemin having this ability, but rather that "this kid actually has an eighth-level wizard as a background."
As for the ability to resist the cycle of time, every level eight wizard can easily do so by solidifying the laws. And if the other party is also a level eight alchemy master, then anything can be created to resist it.
As for the idea that wizards believe in equivalent exchange and that masters and apprentices need to spend money to buy resources, that is indeed the case, but there are also loans available.
Even if the loan is probably very expensive, ordinary wizards don't even qualify for a loan.
“So,” Frost didn’t press further about Jemin’s abilities, tapping the crystal, “you’re using this information to seek cooperation?”
“Yes.” Jemin nodded. “I trust you won’t let me suffer any losses.”
Jemin could have relied on this intelligence to constantly avoid enemy traps and use various methods to benefit himself.
Although each cycle resets, you can still gain more information. In theory, with enough patience, you can reap even greater rewards.
But for Jemin, he was more interested in the time loop ability.
Discovering this level of ability was definitely beyond the capabilities of a mere fourth-level wizard.
Since that's the case, why not cooperate with the military? He doesn't lack military merits anyway, so why not see if he can use those merits to qualify for research on time loops?
Frost understood Jemin's needs and nodded in satisfaction: "If the information you provide is true, I will take the initiative to speak to Lord Artorias the Starforger to claim credit for you. At that time, no matter what the nature of this time loop ability is, you will be qualified to conduct research."
Frost then looked at the information in the recording crystal and fell into deep thought.
He looked at the tactical map again, tracing lines of text on it with his finger:
“The underground lair is a trap… The real main force is teleported from the ley lines… The cycle of reincarnation is triggered by the population size, but they are also controlled…”
Suddenly, he stopped, gripping the recording crystal in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face: "Interesting. So this is how the next war will be fought? It seems these insects really like relying on the information provided by the time loop..."
He walked to the edge of the fortress, pushed open the gate, and looked in the distance in the direction where the Scythe-Skull Clan had retreated:
"They thought they had countless chances to try and fail. But they didn't know... that death can also reveal information."
"Notify all commanders of rank six and above to hold a meeting in one standard hour," Frost ordered his adjutant, then looked at Jemin, "Do you want to come?"
Jemin shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary."
Jemin knew his own limitations; with his abilities and knowledge, he was simply incapable of offering any useful advice at a meeting of this caliber. He was better off simply being a tool for providing intelligence.
“Understood.” Wizard Frost nodded.
"Then let's go back and prepare for battle in advance. This time, we'll use their 'reincarnation' to hunt them down in turn."
Jemin bowed and took his leave.
As I stepped out of the tent, the setting sun was sinking below the horizon, turning the entire battlefield crimson.
He clenched his fist.
The next war... will come soon.
This time, however, they were the ones with the intelligence advantage.
(End of this chapter)
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