Chapter 73 Busy
Benjamin couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
There is basically no need to think about the first method. Although the wizard civilization is developed enough, the eighth-level wizard is also the absolute ceiling.
As for the ninth-level wizard, that kind of existence has even surpassed the concept of this world and is completely beyond the ceiling.
Although there are quite a few level eight wizards in the entire wizard civilization, these wizards basically follow the side of the level nine wizards and expand their territory on the real front battlefield.
For example, the Noren Academy... and even the entire area under the charge of the Noren Workshop, are actually just scraps of scraps in the plane battlefield. They can't even be considered "bandit suppression", at most they can be considered "post-war reconstruction".
So forget about hoping to find an eighth-level wizard to help you deal with the enemy. You can only use the remaining two methods.
Needless to say, weakening the origin of the plane is a matter of course. The academy basically uses this kind of method. The most important thing is that this method can also increase the intensity of the war to a certain extent.
As for the wizard apprentices lost in this process, that was merely a necessary cost, and even the wizard apprentices themselves would not deny it.
It is no exaggeration to say that the value of a high-level wizard is far greater than that of thousands of low-level wizards.
So for the wizard civilization, the second method... is a win-win situation.
This is the last method, and the principle is actually very simple.
Level six creatures can come into contact with the origin of the plane, but the prerequisite is that the plane itself does not conflict.
In other words, if it is an alien sixth-level creature, it will be difficult to control it unless the entire plane is forcibly subdued.
However, if a creature is promoted to level six in the native plane, there will be no such problem, even if the creature is originally an outsider.
As long as there is one person to hold the enemy back within the origin of the plane, the other wizards can easily deal with the enemy.
However, even in today's wizard civilization, the difficulty of being promoted to the sixth-level wizard is quite exaggerated, and the proportion of people who can be promoted to the sixth-level wizard in each generation is terrifyingly low.
"Okay, I've said everything I need to say." Teacher Clark patted his shoulder.
"Take a break, then get back to work. Those returning guys don't have much patience."
Having accepted the task, Benjamin returned to his laboratory in a daze.
He didn't have much time to complain or think too much. Almost as soon as he returned to the laboratory, tens of thousands of cubic meters of gold were transported in batches and piled into several small hills in the storage warehouse.
For the next half month, Benjamin didn't know how he got through it.
He was already familiar with the process of refining fine gold. In order to prevent himself from being exhausted, he used the true fire of the cultivation system as the core, combined with the material processing and energy conduction array borrowed from the wizard's alchemy, to build an efficient fine gold refining production line.
Benjamin simply treated himself as the core component of the assembly line, and the pale golden true fire burned day and night.
Pieces of gold are sent into the processing array and then into the true fire area for refining.
The huge amount of true energy was continuously consumed and replenished by Jieming.
Mental power carries alchemy, like invisible hands, precisely controlling each step, removing impurities and refining the essence of the concept.
But even with the help of the assembly line, Benjamin has had a miserable life in the past half month.
This is not only a mental activity that consumes a lot of mind and energy, but also a physical activity.
For a whole half month, he hardly slept, and only meditated briefly to recover when he was exhausted.
Benjamin poured a steady stream of spirit recovery potions into his stomach. At the worst point, he even felt like he was a little full.
Half a month later.
When the last batch of gold was sent in for processing and finally a piece of fine gold ingot shining with a restrained light was spitted out, Jie Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked out of the laboratory with a dull look in his eyes, and the oncoming sunlight made him squint his eyes.
I felt as if my body was drained of energy, my eyes were red, and my hair was messy.
It was not until this moment that he understood why Mentor Clark, a sixth-level wizard, always looked a little unkempt every time he saw him.
As he reached the edge of the square, he ran into Amy and Victor again.
The two seemed to have just completed their mission and were about to leave.
"Jeremy!" Amy exclaimed when she saw him. "Oh my God, what's wrong with you? You look like you just crawled out of a mine!"
Victor also looked at him, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
Although he knew that Benjamin had taken on a major commission from the college, he didn't expect the workload to be so heavy that it could make this guy, who always appeared very calm, so troubled.
"I just finished a big commission and I'm a little tired." Benjamin rubbed his eyebrows, his voice a little hoarse.
"Such a big commission..." Amy asked curiously, "What is it? It can make you so tired!"
"Processing some of the materials... is very hard work." Benjamin didn't elaborate.
Victor was also a little curious, but since he was not close to the two of them, he did not ask any further questions.
He looked at Benjamin's tired appearance, but felt a little envious.
Although many wizard apprentices would often get themselves into such an embarrassing situation, only in this person did he see the shadows of those high-level wizards.
At this time, a notice came over the radio that the ceremony to bid farewell to the old apprentice was about to begin.
The three of them did not walk far, but stood at the edge of the square with the other apprentices, watching the group of old apprentices who had completed ten years of study walk towards the teleportation array under the guidance of their instructor.
They are about to be sent to a front-line plane to join the brutal battlefield.
"I wonder which dimension this group of seniors are going to." Amy muttered to herself.
Victor glanced at her, recalling the news he had gotten from chatting with his father:
"It should still be the Shadow Plane. I heard that plane is very troublesome. I should continue to replenish troops."
"The Shadow Plane... That's really unlucky..." Amy couldn't help but mutter, "I heard the battle in that plane is quite intense right now."
After all, judging from the average level of the old apprentices in the Norn Academy, an ordinary plane can basically be taken over by consuming only one batch of apprentices. Although the loss is not low, many wizards above level three will inevitably be born among them.
If you encounter a plane that a class of apprentices cannot conquer, it means that this plane is quite difficult to deal with.
"It's not so bad. At least the situation of the Shadow Plane has been explored, and they can adjust the witchcraft models and various equipment in advance before going. It's less dangerous than directly exploring a new plane." Benjamin had a different opinion.
After all, they are elites who have undergone ten years of training in the academy. Even if they encounter a battlefield with extremely high intensity of war, they will not be caught off guard if they are prepared in advance.
(To be updated tomorrow)
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