Chapter 1667 We Worked Overtime Until Death, so the Boss Has Advanced Again? (Ask for Monthly Ticket)
The mage tower was filled with steam. Magicians from various schools were busy with the utmost enthusiasm.
Big project!
Big plans!
Advanced!
Right before your eyes!
It's impossible to transfer people from home, it's completely impossible. Even in the Magic Council, there are many high-level mages, and their cultivation requires cycles. They are not like radishes that can grow out of the ground one crop after another.
Over the years, one batch from the Eagle Country, one batch from the Sun Kingdom, and two batches from Dragon Island, plus the need to develop the new continent, have squeezed the strength of the Parliament to the extreme in a short period of time.
After all, if a high-level mage goes out to preside over the mage tower, the same high-level mage needs to be working at home. Make magic equipment, make magic potions, make various utensils...
For example, with so many magicians on Dragon Island doing their best research, are all the devices and medicines needed for them to be rubbed by hand? It must be sent in large quantities from Nevis.
Not to mention these supplies, even the airships used to transport supplies require a large number of people to manufacture, repair, and maintain them. The Hall Strait, as well as other defense lines adjacent to the neighboring Glorious Holy See, also need someone to constantly patrol...
"Everyone, work harder! We have to complete the production of three cloning alchemy tools today! The Black Crow Swamp side is pressing hard, don't let them laugh, try to find a way to stuff the skeletons in to work!"
The undead creatures of the necromancer and the golems of the transformation system have always been competitors in the labor market.
To be honest, undead creatures are cheap, plentiful, and have a little bit of simple intelligence. If normal people are not afraid of and taboo about undead creatures, I am afraid that undead creatures will replace golems and become the magician's best helper...
"Speed up! Speed up! This box of star stones must be refined today! - This is a necessary material for the large accelerator center!"
"No...Teacher...this is going to exhaust us to death!" In a studio, three mid-level mages were wailing at the top of their lungs. The next moment, bang bang bang, each of the three people received a slap on their heads:
"Work! Work! You don't know how to seize such a good opportunity, and are you still afraid of hardship and fatigue? Look at your junior brother Lalu, he works diligently and never complains. He is about to advance!"
In the corner of the studio, on the table farthest from the door, the fourth mid-level mage, the tenth-level alchemist Lalu, was staring straight ahead, oblivious to the conversation around him.
He was wearing a pair of huge protective glasses, and a palm-sized piece of purple ore was suspended in the air in front of him. There were dots of stars inside, and bright lights kept shining.
The magician penetrated the spiritual power into the ore, "stroking" it little by little along the texture and energy of the ore:
One, one, and another, bright lights the size of the tip of a needle flashed. These bright lights are the starlight in the starstone, and they are also the active ingredients that he needs to extract.
Lalu divided his spiritual power into countless filaments and wrapped them in the stars one by one. Those starlights were peaceful when they were sleeping in the starlight stones. Once they were wrapped in spiritual power and refined, they immediately began to stir.
If the mental power filaments are not properly wrapped, once they come into contact with the outside world, they will immediately burn and burn. If the amount is slightly larger, it may even explode.
Currently, there is no other way to refine it except to wrap it with the spiritual power of a magician. A piece of star stone can only be refined once. When it cracks, all the star stones must be quickly sent to a special sealing box...
Pulling out one mental power filament is just a matter of raising a finger for a tenth-level magician. Pulling out a hundred mental power filaments is equivalent to an ordinary person carrying hundreds of kilograms of rice while walking as fast as flying.
And pull out two hundred, three hundred, four hundred filaments...
Sweat oozed out bit by bit on Lalu's forehead, thin and dense, gradually turning from a thin layer of moisture into beads of sweat the size of mung beans, then to beads of sweat the size of soybeans, condensing and flowing down.
He didn't have the energy to pay attention to the sweat at all. He still opened his eyes wide and paid full attention to the star stone in front of him. Pull out another one, pull out another one!
I'm okay, I can hold on a little longer!
This kind of meticulous refining work, although the instantaneous intensity is not high, is like peeling off cocoons and drawing out silk, as if you are putting your mental power in boiling water and pulling out one by one with a silk reeling tool.
Lalu held on until he felt dizzy, with stars in his eyes, and felt that he was reaching his limit, then he summoned up his remaining strength and pushed outward with his remaining mental power——
"Crack!"
The star stone in front of him suddenly exploded, turning into large and small purple gravel, and the powder even hit Lalu's head and face.
Lalu relied on the protection of protective glasses and ignored the powder. He quickly sank his mental power down, wrapped it with a little starlight, and poured it into the sealed box in front of him.
After a few soft sounds, the lid of the box closed automatically, the surface glowed, and the seal opened. At this time, Lalu breathed a sigh of relief and knocked his head on the table. He closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, then grabbed a bottle of spiritual supplement and drank it in a big gulp.
Take this sip, close your eyes and meditate for a moment, and a vital force suddenly pours into the dry world of meditation. Refreshing, sweet, like clear springs, like smoked wind.
After passing through the meditation world, the surrounding elemental forces began to quickly gather towards them——
"Is this going to be advanced?"
The four heads of the high-level mage and the three mid-level mage who came over to give the task turned around at the same time. After a moment, the high-level mage cast an acceleration spell on himself, and walked leisurely in front of his disciple as if he was walking slowly:
"Give way! Give way! Go to the meditation room! Everyone, give way!"
The magicians who passed by dragging a string of floating saucers all looked enviously at their masters and disciples. Look, another person has advanced!
High-intensity work, especially high-intensity refining of precious materials, high-intensity production of powerful magic equipment, is really the only way to advance as an alchemist!
Lalu plunged into the meditation room and went into retreat. As for his share of tasks——
"The three of you will share one point, and you must finish it in the next few days! The next process is waiting, so we can't delay the progress! Don't worry, when he successfully advances, he will make up for your share!"
"What! Teacher, this is so exhausting! It's really exhausting!!!"
The three mid-level mages screamed like a coworker who had to go home and lie down after getting erectile dysfunction, and had to take on the work of his coworker. Their teacher showed no mercy and sprayed back directly:
"Work! If you have time to scream, you might as well do more work, finish it early, finish it early! - If you can also advance once and do this kind of work, it will be easier!"
"If we advance, wouldn't there be more tasks on our shoulders..."
"We must set rules in the future. Advancements must be taken in turns. We cannot all advance in one group at once... If we all go to meditation, who will do the work..."
The three mid-level mages muttered, but finally divided the remaining ore on Lalu's table and began to work hard.
However, after working hard for three days, I finally waited until Lalu completed the advancement and took over their work. Within a few days, I got a piece of bad news:
"There is no need to refine the star stone like this!"
"Things like Starlight will explode, mainly because they will react violently with oxygen in the air! Not only oxygen, but also nitrogen will react!"
"If you want to refine it, just fill it with helium in a low-temperature environment, then crush and filter it directly! With enough helium protection, a purifier can purify one ton of ore a day!"
"Archmaster Deborah has just developed this method. She has advanced in retreat and reached level 13... It shows that the method is correct and the feedback from the world is also abundant!"
The four mid-level mages, including Lalu, who had just advanced to the eleventh level, were all in darkness. After a long time, Lalu finally recovered and said in a trembling voice:
"...So why did we work so hard before...We worked overtime until death, just to advance to the level of high-level mage..."
Complaining is useless. Those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others. Although there is no such saying in this world, magicians all agree on this——
Who told you not to study?
Who told you not to explore the nature of "Starlight" and various other high-level materials?
With so much refined starlight at hand, wouldn't you skimp on it a little and study it yourself?
I will only work hard and hone my mental strength repeatedly in order to seek for that little breath of advancement. You deserve to advance too slowly!
"This method is quite efficient...but helium is more difficult to obtain..."
After a long silence, Lalu threw the ore in his hand on the table, leaned back on the chair, and sighed. Immediately afterwards, the ore rebounded and hit his forehead with a bang:
"Idiot! We don't need to get the helium! It's all done by the magicians of the energy plasticity department! We built the accelerator for them, and after all the hard work, it's their turn to help us!"
"Teacher! If you're unhappy, don't hit me!"
In any case, the wave of advancement brought about by the manufacturing of large accelerators is quite gratifying. Not only the Dragon Island Mage Tower was like this, but even Nevis was cheering:
"Quick, quick, quick! Are the airships ready? This time we want the largest capacity, two of them! - There are a lot of high-end materials to be transported to Dragon Island!"
"Ship it back as soon as possible, refine and manufacture it as soon as possible! The Lord of Thunder is waiting to use it!"
"Everyone, stop it! Your Excellency, Crown of the Sun, will escort it personally! There are still dragons in the sky watching! - If you want to divide it, you need to use part for research, and you need to use part to make your own magic equipment. We can wait until the manufacturing work is completed!"
"As usual, the raw materials provided are five times or even ten times the raw materials required for manufacturing equipment. As long as your manufacturing success rate is high, the remaining raw materials will be enough for you!"
"Everyone, please work harder! In the past month, three mid-to-high-level mages have been promoted to Dragon Island. We can't lose to them!"
The Lord of Thunder and the Nordmark mage are pioneering for Nevis. Only by working hard can they live up to such a large amount of resources!
As long as you work hard and advance, everything will be possible! ——
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