Chapter 351 Funeral
After dealing with the problem of the Holy Tree Elves, Richard immediately began to inquire about the specific situation of the secret realm, and World Mushroom answered all of them.

This time, the splicing of the secret realm not only expanded the area of ​​the secret realm by dozens of times, but also brought Richard more than a dozen animals from other worlds and dozens of magical plants.

Unfortunately, there are no intelligent creatures among these creatures, and there are no rare species among the demonized plants.

In addition to the creatures, this secret realm splicing also brought Richard two small mineral veins and some special minerals from another world.

World Mushroom gave Richard two samples of ore from the veins. As an alchemist, Richard could tell at a glance what minerals were contained in these two veins.

"This is demonized metal, a very common thing."

Richard threw one of the samples away, then looked at the other one with fiery eyes.

"But this is different. If I see it correctly, it should be Jabiru metal."

Jabil Metal, an extremely hard metal that hates magic. Because it is highly resistant to void storms, it is often used as the main material for the outer shell alloy of floating cities.

This metal is a strategic resource. No matter which world it is discovered in, the conqueror of that world must hand over the mineral vein to the Parliament of Truth for development.

Therefore, this metal is rarely seen on the market.

"Master, is this ore important?" World Mushroom suddenly asked.

"It's not important, it's precious! This kind of metal is basically impossible to buy." Richard replied excitedly.

"I see. If you need it, Master, I can make this vein bigger."

"Okay... um? What do you mean by getting bigger?" Richard asked in confusion.

"I can promote the birth of this ore and make the mineral deposits in this small vein more abundant."

The sound of the World Mushroom was still dull, but in Richard's ears, it sounded like thunder.

"You, you, you...you can synthesize ore?" Richard said in disbelief.

"It's not synthesis, it's promotion. The secret realm where this mineral vein was born has been integrated by me.

So I understand how this vein was formed and how it developed.

And I can control the environment and rules of the secret realm, so I can naturally promote the growth of this mineral vein."

After listening to the explanation of World Mushroom, Richard felt a little disappointed.

It turns out that minerals cannot be synthesized.

If he could synthesize minerals, he would truly have material freedom.

"So that's how it is. What does it take to promote the growth of mineral veins?" Richard asked casually.

If promoting the growth of the mineral vein does not require much cost, he doesn't mind having an extra large mineral vein.

"Promoting the growth of mineral veins will slow down the expansion of the secret realm."

"How much slower can it be?"

"It depends on how fast you need it. Once my root system is fully spread, the secret realm can expand by about thirty acres of land every day.

This number needs to be reduced by at least a quarter if we want to promote the growth of mineral veins.”

"Forget it, forget it." Richard waved his hands.

The only significance of Jabil metal to him at present is research.

Because the metal is regulated, it is almost impossible for Richard to sell it on the market. And for the same reason, there are basically no alloy formulas for this metal on the market.

This made it difficult for Richard to use it for production.

It would be a stupid thing to stop the growth of the secret realm for such a useless thing. Richard would not do such a stupid thing.

"According to what you said, you can promote the growth of mineral veins. Does that mean you can promote the growth of mineral veins in all the secret realms you have integrated?"

“In theory, that’s true.”

Richard nodded thoughtfully.

The World Mushroom's ability to promote the growth of mineral veins is truly incredible.

If he could integrate a few more secret realms with rare alchemical materials, he would truly be able to achieve material freedom in the material world.

However, this idea only flashed through Richard's mind for a moment before he threw it into the trash can.

If he wants to piece together this secret realm with rare mineral veins, he must become a great wizard.

But he was only a three-ring wizard of over 400 years old, and was still too far away from becoming a great wizard. He could only feel itchy and anxious to achieve it so early.

After asking for other information about the secret realm, Richard had a preliminary understanding of it.
But Richard has no idea about how to develop it further.

As for Richard's current thoughts, he still plans to use the secret realm as an alchemy workshop.

As for exploring the rules...Richard felt that he should lay a solid foundation for the second ring first.

He should be the weakest three-ring wizard in the history of the wizarding world, if not the weakest one.

……

A week later, Richard and Joe Lord, dressed in black robes, along with many senior executives of the Black Tower Wizarding Academy, came to the Qingshuang Academy.

In the base, wizards from multiple wizard academies gathered outside the mourning hall, and together with the wizards from Qingshuang Academy, quietly waited for the coffin to depart.

There is no fixed form for a wizard's funeral, but the general process is basically divided into three stages.

In the first stage, mourning guests gather outside the mourning hall, and the coffin of the deceased will be carried out by the deceased's relatives, friends, or some people who were closely related to the deceased.

In the second stage, the coffin and guests will enter the cemetery along the same road, and then the coffin will be buried under the gaze of many guests.

The third stage is the mourning stage, during which the relatives and friends of the deceased will take turns to speak, and there are no restrictions on their speeches.

It can be a way to commemorate the deceased or to share interesting stories about the deceased.

Richard stood outside the mourning hall. Since he was a three-ring wizard, he could stand at the front of the crowd along with many college leaders.

Soon, the bell rang.

Four wizards in white robes carried a coffin out of the mourning hall. These four people were the vice president of Qingshuang College, the commander of the Qingshuang Army, Vladimir's wizard partner, and his students.

They carried the coffin with sad expressions and walked towards the cemetery step by step.

To the wizard, the weight of this coffin was far less than the sorrow he brought.

Following the coffin, many guests came to Vladimir's grave.

This old wizard chose the public cemetery of Qingshuang College as his burial site, where many ancestors of Qingshuang College were buried.

This old wizard, who had fought for the Legion all his life, did not choose to leave the Legion even when he died.

Four wizards placed the coffin into the grave pit prepared in advance, and then sealed the grave pit with a shovel.

Silence, still silence.

During the entire process, no wizard made any unnecessary sound.

As the grave was sealed, led by the wizards from Qingshuang Academy, every wizard attending the funeral placed a flower in front of the grave.

These flowers are of all kinds, but all of them, according to wizards, have mourning significance.

After everyone had laid their flowers, the funeral entered its final stage - speeches.

The first person to speak was the commander of the Qingshuang Legion. He came to the tombstone and bowed slightly to the many wizards.

"To be honest, before Master Vladimir passed away, he specifically told me not to make the funeral grand. It would be best if the funeral was done quietly, so that his old enemies wouldn't come to his grave and laugh at him.

But obviously I didn't listen to him.

I'm sure you've all heard of Master Vladimir's temperament.

He has a bad temper.

Under normal circumstances, if I didn't do what he asked, he would definitely rush into my office with a sullen face and then do everything he could to make me complete his request.

This made me see an opportunity.

I felt that if I didn't hold the funeral he requested, perhaps this grumpy master would climb out of his coffin, rush into my office, and scold me for my actions.

But my experiment failed.

Master Vladimir is indeed asleep forever, and my office will never be suddenly barged into by a sour-faced old wizard again.

This seems to be something to be happy about.

But when I looked at my clean office door with joy, I was suddenly stunned.

For many years, I have always complained about this old wizard who relied on his seniority to be rude and disrespectful to his superiors.

But when I think back on it all, I realize that he was right every time.

He spared no effort and used his wisdom to help the legion become better.

But I always overlooked this.

By the time I noticed this, it was already a little late.

This was my negligence, my mistake, and I should apologize to Master Vladimir, but unfortunately, he can't hear me now.

So I can only say here that Master Vladimir is the best weapon master I have ever seen.

His achievements will be forever engraved in the history books of the Legion!"

……

The speech session lasted for a full half day. All the wizards who were familiar with Vladimir made a speech. Even Richard made a brief speech, remembering the old wizard who had provided him with great help.

After the speeches, Qingshuang College held a banquet at its residence, and most of the guests who were not in a hurry stayed.

"Excuse me, is this Master Tosio?"

In the corner of the hall, Richard was holding a glass of wine and greeting a lonely wizard.

Tosio raised his head, his face full of tears. He looked at Richard and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"I am, who are you?"

"I'm Richard, one of the presidents of the Richard Jorode Chamber of Commerce. I spoke at your master's funeral today."

When he heard Richard's name, Tosio was stunned at first, then he stood up in a panic.

As a white wizard, Richard Jorode is a well-known name. As a new wizard chamber of commerce, the magic support vehicles it produces have been used in several battlefields and have been well received by major legions.

But what would such a big shot want to do with a little wizard like him?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was a little too sad at the funeral and didn't pay attention to the guests who were speaking. I hope you can forgive me."

Richard waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to do so.

"Master, don't be nervous. I can understand this kind of thing."

"So what do you want to talk to me about?" Tosio asked cautiously.

He had heard from Vladimir that he had some relationship with the president of the Richard Chorode Chamber of Commerce.

But when a person dies, the light goes out. When Vladimir was alive, this relationship could exist. But now that he is dead, can this relationship still exist?
Richard smiled at him and said, "Master, don't be nervous. Master Vladimir has done me a great favor. In the Red Sun World, he once told me to take care of his students after his death.

Now that he has rested in peace, I feel it is time to fulfill my promise.

I wonder what kind of technology you are studying, Master?"

Hearing Richard's explanation, tears welled up in Tosio's eyes again.

Unexpectedly, even after his death, his teacher did not forget to take care of this fool.

Tosio wiped his tears and replied with some sobs:

"Master, my research direction is enchanted architecture. That is, the construction of battlefield fortresses and wizard towers."

(End of this chapter)

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