Chapter 718: Chapter 609: Rewards and Gains (Part 2)

If we look at the actual situation, more than seventy percent of Sixth Level Wizards have not managed to obtain a plane of their own, let alone multiple planes.

Although the planes of the Parallel World are mostly developed to be tattered and have harsh environments, a plane is still a plane.

As long as we do not excessively extract the Plane Origin to the point of exhausting it, even if the resources of the plane itself are depleted, they can recover over a long period.

Their value remains immeasurable.

"Moreover..." The voice of the Sixth Level Wizard was drawn out, deliberately leaving a suspense.

The square fell silent once more.

"With the approval of the four major powers, we specially grant David and Jeming access to the ’Core Data Library’ of the Parallel World Wizard Civilization. They may browse freely, without time or frequency limits."

This time, even the Eighth Level Wizards of the four major powers turned their eyes slightly.

Although the Wizard Civilization of the Parallel World is backward, their knowledge system is honed through countless life-and-death wars.

The techniques on how to inflict maximum damage with minimal resources, survive in desperate situations, and squeeze every ounce of power to the limit, are not found in the current Wizard Civilization.

Not to mention, the Core Data Library also contains all the research data of this Parallel Wizard Civilization.

The value of these things cannot be measured by military merits.

Upon hearing this reward, Jeming’s eyes lit up.

Although most of the knowledge system of the Parallel World is backward, there are parts that differ from the current system due to differing development paths and environments.

If one can combine the two and verify each other, there would definitely be substantial gains.

He even began planning in his mind which section to visit first, what materials to read first, and which techniques to learn first.

Beneath the stage, Viola stood next to Clark, watching the two bewildered young men on stage, with a slight smile on her lips.

"Mentor, junior brother really hit the jackpot this time."

Clark didn’t speak.

He just looked at Jeming on stage, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved into an almost imperceptible arc.

After a moment, he spat out two words lightly: "Not bad."

Viola rolled her eyes.

This old man, would it kill him to compliment someone?

On stage, Jeming finally returned to his senses from the shock.

He turned to look at David, who was also looking at him.

Their gazes met in the air, seeing the same thing in each other’s eyes: excitement.

Jeming withdrew his gaze, calming his excited mood, and looked up at the dense crowd below.

The representatives of the four major powers were still watching them with smiles, and the complexity in the eyes of the Wizards of the Parallel World had turned into relief.

And his mentor and senior sister were standing at the forefront of the crowd, quietly watching him.

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The work of receiving the Parallel World was still ongoing, but those trivial matters had nothing to do with Jeming anymore.

The four major powers had sent a dedicated administrative team, responsible for population registration, resource inventory, and plane allocation.

The documents requiring signatures piled up like a mountain, and the meetings needing coordination were scheduled through next month.

After signing the last confirmation of ownership for ten planes, Jeming stepped onto his return journey without looking back.

When the light of the Teleportation Array illuminated, he took one last look at the core plane of the Parallel World.

The gray sky, tattered buildings, and Wizards with haggard faces but hopeful eyes.

With the help of the Wizards, this world will change quickly.

As the light faded, the familiar gray-red sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane appeared overhead.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur, and thick smoke churned from the volcanic craters in the distance.

Jeming took a deep breath, smelling the familiar scent, and his lips curled up slightly.

He felt a sense of returning home.

The first thing Jeming did upon returning to the Purgatory Sulfur Plane was to open his Inner Grotto Heaven.

As the portal of the Grotto Heaven opened, a rich, almost tangible bloody scent rushed out.

It was the scent of remnants of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Realms’ army, the sediment of the flesh and blood essence of innumerable Sixth and Seventh Level creatures.

The Black Giant Legion surged out of the Grotto Heaven, forming ranks on the plains.

Floating mid-air, Jeming looked down at the army that departed with him, unable to help but gasp.

Before he left, he didn’t take many High Tier Black Giants with him.

Apart from five hundred Black Giant Priests and the leader Melt Mountain, most of the elite stayed on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane to manage daily operations.

The Black Giants he took mainly concentrated on the Fifth Level.

At this moment, more than half of the hundred thousand Fifth Level Black Giant Legion he took out have advanced to the Sixth Level.

Their bodies expanded over tenfold, the liquid metal layer on their surface became denser, and their emitted aura was steady and profound.

The remaining ones that didn’t advance have already touched the edge of a breakthrough.

Their auras fluctuated, ready to cross the threshold at any moment.

The changes in the five hundred Black Giant Priests were even more pronounced.

They were rare mutations with a one-in-a-million chance, possessing high intelligence, making them Jeming’s most capable research assistants.

Although their bodies did not visibly expand, a layer of faint silver-white patterns appeared on their liquid metal surface, a manifestation of soul power leakage.

Their eyes were more lively, and their auras deeper.

Some spiritual power even began to overflow, indicating that they had reached the limit of this level.

If they were lucky, they might also break through to the Seventh Level on their own.

As for Melt Mountain...

Jeming looked towards the towering black mountain range at the end of the plain.

The ten-thousand-meter-tall figure sat there silently like a dormant volcano.

Its aura hadn’t changed much, but Jeming could feel its body’s intricate structures for stabilizing the soul becoming more perfected.

It seemed that it hadn’t returned empty-handed either.

Jeming landed back on the ground, nodding in satisfaction.

This trip, just the evolution of the Black Giant Legion was worth the ticket price.

Jeming had also recorded a lot of high-tier wizard duel data, which needed to be analyzed slowly, but it was still valuable.

Moreover, there was also the reward of discovering the Parallel World.

"After the fusion of those ten planes, it’s about time to open a new round of growth in the Black Giant population."

Thinking this, the Magic Network Terminal suddenly vibrated.

Jeming looked down and saw it was a contact from the Artificial Intelligence, Felix.

Jeming blinked, unsurprised, and answered casually.

"Lord Jeming," Felix’s voice was as calm as ever, "The wizard civilization humans on the ten planes you chose have all been relocated."

Jeming raised an eyebrow.

So fast.

When choosing the planes, he specifically selected those rich in resources, with special minerals or high energy concentrations.

As for the wizard civilization humans residing there, he had no need for them, so he only mentioned "hope they are settled properly," and unexpectedly, Felix handled it directly for him.

"The work of plane fusion will have special personnel assigned by the Star Ring Federation." Felix continued, "Preliminary surveys are expected to be completed within three months, and the fusion program will start within six months. Before that, you need to complete some preliminary preparations on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane."

The light screen popped up, presenting a detailed list of preparatory tasks before Jeming.

Pre-set positions of array nodes, reserved interfaces for energy circuits, calibration parameters of spatial anchor points...

Densely packed, intricate details.

Jeming quickly browsed through them, getting a measure in his mind.

The amount of work was substantial, but it basically didn’t require much resources, just sufficient manpower.

"Thank you, I will be ready in advance." Jeming turned off the terminal, faced the still-rank-ordering Black Giant Legion on the plains.

He raised his hand, issuing orders to all Black Giant Priests through the Fate System.

"Everyone, group according to the organization. Receive materials for array layout, proceed to the designated locations on the list, and commence construction."

The Black Giant Priests bowed simultaneously.

The Black Giant Legion transformed into a black torrent, surging into various parts of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

(That’s all for today’s Chapter, I’ve got to think about what to write next.)

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