The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 367 The Coming War

After the design was finalized, Richard did not rush into mass production.

The machines in his alchemy workshop currently produced all the parts for magic support vehicles. If he wanted to switch to producing individual armor, Richard would have to make drastic changes to these machines.

Secondly, there is no use for him to produce this thing now.

Military spending is not noticeable during wartime, but becomes particularly prominent during peacetime.

Richard has not yet received any accurate information about the Plane War, and producing armor in advance is a sheer waste of money.

Equipment cannot just be produced; they need maintenance.

Putting aside the matter of armor for the time being, Richard's life returned to normal again.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

In the laboratory, the evolutionary illumination device emitted a faint blue light, covering a piece of flesh and blood.

Behind the light, a blue and somewhat eerie flame was quietly burning in the crystal cover.

Under the irradiation of light, the cells that made up the flesh and blood quickly began to disintegrate, and the tissue fluid along with the cell remains turned into a pool of pus that continuously dripped from the flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the blue light disappeared.

A tiny magical tentacle came above the flesh and blood and took off a small piece of flesh.

"Finally it worked. It's worth all the effort I put into using this original blue fire as a radiation source."

Richard stood in front of the test bench and carefully integrated the flesh and blood that were stuck to the magic tentacles into his body.

This is the sixth generation of enhanced cells. Richard has been experimenting for nearly seventy years for this cell. In the end, Richard was forced to take out the original blue fire from the secret realm and upgrade the evolutionary illumination device, which made it successful.

After placing the sixth generation enhanced cells, Richard sighed slightly: "Alas, as my physique improves, enhanced cells are becoming increasingly difficult to obtain."

It took him nearly thirty years to go from the fourth generation to the fifth generation, and more than seventy years to go from the fifth generation to the sixth generation.

If he wants to obtain the seventh or eighth generation, this time will probably become longer.

However, compared with other wizards, this is already a rapid improvement.

After five iterations of cells, Richard's physical fitness has reached 250 points. If he can complete the iteration of the sixth generation of enhanced cells, his physical fitness should be able to increase by another five or six points.

The experiment was successful, Richard cleaned up the test bench and left the laboratory after a long absence.

Outside the Wizard Tower, the Far North City is extremely prosperous.

After years of development, Far North City has become a large city with a population of nearly two million. Although this city is smaller than the college cities in the central part of the wizarding world built by white wizards with a population of over ten million, it is the most prosperous city in the Far North.

The urban area built by Tosio has long been razed to the ground, and buildings of various styles have sprung up in the city.

In the sky, small airships with shop advertisements flying overhead flew quickly. On the ground, alchemy motorcycles and horse-drawn carriages traveled on the same road.

Due to the prosperity of the Far North City, resources such as furs, timber, and medicinal materials from the Far North were finally valued by merchants on the mainland.

A large number of airship chambers of commerce incorporated the Far North City into their own business routes, which further stimulated the development of the Far North City.

The current Far North City has become a dream city and a kingdom of God on earth in the eyes of the people of the snowfields.

Richard flew over the city. Looking at the prosperous city on the ground, a sense of strangeness suddenly flashed through his heart.

Over the years, he has not paid much attention to the development of Far North City.

His impression of the Far North City still remains on the last period of great expansion, which was the scene he saw when he returned from the secret realm in the mountains.

After more than a hundred years of development, the city has gradually become something he no longer recognizes.

"The power of mortals should not be underestimated. What a pity." Richard sighed slightly.

Although the power of mortals is not small, in this world with extraordinary powers, these mortals are destined to be only vassals of the extraordinary.

Just as Richard was sighing, a breath instantly attracted his attention.

He shifted his gaze towards the direction of the Garon Wizard Academy. In the distance, a stream of light was approaching the Far North City.

"A three-ring wizard? Which three-ring wizard would come to the Far North...Stiol! Long time no see!"

Richard was looking at the stream of light and was originally confused, but when the stream of light came closer, his dragon eyes penetrated the layer of light outside the wizard and saw the true face of the wizard.

Soon, the light stopped in front of Richard, revealing Stiol with iron-gray skin.

Stio looked at Richard and said in surprise, "Richard, your progress is really fast! It's only been over a hundred years since we last met, and your physique has improved so much.

If I wait for one or two thousand years, you will probably become a great wizard."

Richard smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll take your words of good fortune. When I become a great wizard, I'll invite you to be the deputy dean."

After a few more jokes, Richard welcomed Stio into the wizard tower.

"You didn't even tell me you were coming. I don't usually have any tea for guests. Please just make do with what I usually use to keep myself awake."

In the living room, Richard took out a bottle of black liquid from his pocket and handed it to Stio.

Stio took the bottle, looked at it for a few seconds, and put it directly into his mouth, chewing the bottle and the liquid together and swallowing them into his stomach.

As soon as the food entered his stomach, a hint of surprise flashed across Stio's face.

"My goodness, what is this thing? It's so powerful."

After swallowing the bottle of liquid, Stiol felt that he became more energetic, even more energetic than after meditation.

"This is a magical plant extract that I cultivated myself. It is one hundred and thirty times more toxic than the sweetheart poison. It only takes half a milliliter to kill a wizard. But for us..."

Richard pulled out another bottle of extract from his pocket and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's just a refreshing drink."

"Not bad, not bad, I learned something again." Stio replied in surprise, "I didn't expect that this kind of nerve agent could be used as a stimulant."

The two sat down, and Richard spoke first: "Stiol, I see you came in such a hurry, you don't look like a guest. What's the matter? What happened?"

"Haha, you see." Stio laughed, "I'm going to the Tower of Truth to buy some things this time. By the way, you probably don't know that our academy will probably go on an expedition in a few years. You'd better make preparations during this period.

I heard that the world we went to this time was not ordinary. Around that world, the exploration wizards found many things like the remains of floating cities.

The world we are going to this time is most likely the battlefield where the Lost Ones fought a certain civilization. Who knows what kind of monsters and demons are hiding in it."

Richard was shocked when he heard the news.

"Such important news, but the academy didn't inform us in advance?" Richard said angrily, "I haven't heard any news about this war yet."

"Hey, don't get excited, don't get excited." Stio laughed, "Our academy usually releases news five years in advance. I live inside the academy, so I'm a little more informed."

"That means I still have at least five years."

"Correct."

Richard leaned back in his chair, his mind in a mess.

But he soon calmed down. He still had at least five years, and he must do something during these five years.

The battlefield where the forerunner went must have been extremely dangerous, and he was a three-ring wizard. Once he participated in the war, the place he went to would definitely be the most dangerous battlefield.

The battlefield command center would not send Richard to a battlefield bombing mission that only required a second-ring wizard just because he was too young.

"Huh, this is explosive news." Richard let out a long sigh and looked at Stio with some gratitude. "I'll treat you to a meal when we get back to the academy."

Hearing this, Stiol laughed out loud: "Haha, that's great. But you have to be prepared. If you treat me, I will eat the most expensive food."

Soon, Stio left.

After seeing him off, Richard immediately entered the secret realm.

Since the war is coming, he naturally has to make full preparations.

In the alchemy workshop, Salamander workers are performing alchemical processing on rough parts one by one.

The alchemy workshop has been expanded several times, and now there are nearly two thousand fire lizard workers in this alchemy workshop.

Ten production lines are operating simultaneously, just to provide parts for the booming magic support vehicle trade.

"Karlion! Sulina!"

Richard's voice caused the two chief Salamander craftsmen to walk out of the workshop.

"Sir, what do you want from us?"

"Stop production. All these machines will be moved to the Chiyang World later."

"Ah?" Carrion was startled and asked quickly, "What happened, sir?"

Richard looked at him and replied in a deep voice: “War is coming, Carrion.

The war is coming!"

……

The preparations for the relocation of the workshop were quickly completed. As a three-ring wizard, Richard could already fly by controlling energy alone without any spells.

And with the help of some wind element spells, Richard's speed increased dramatically.

Richard traveled day and night to reach the Tower of Truth from the Far North in just three days. If it were a first-ring wizard, it would probably take more than half a year to fly.

Through the portal of Qingshuang Academy, Richard came to the Chiyang world again.

……

A team of fire lizards carried a huge furnace out of the secret crack, and then a fire lizard craftsman came to Richard.

"My Lord, this is the last machine."

Richard nodded and said, "Okay, restore the production line as soon as possible. I will give you three months to train a group of qualified workers on the New World Island as soon as possible."

"Yes, my lord."

After hundreds of years of development, the New World Island has changed a lot. Although Richard's Red Sun Gold Vein Stone vein in the Red Sun World has long been mined, but thanks to the existence of the permanent fiefdom, Richard's teleportation array still exists, and the Salamanders can purchase various resources from the wizard world through the channels of Richard Jorode Chamber of Commerce.

This also means that the New World Island is not short of resources.

And since there is not much entertainment to do on New World Island, the artistic atmosphere on New World Island has become very strong.

Even the Salamander warriors were influenced by this trend, making their fighting skills more precise and graceful.

Richard was flying in the air, looking at the well-organized New World Island, and couldn't help but praise: "

Akara, Azuhan, you have done a good job running this place over the years."

"All this is thanks to your help, Lord Richard." Azuhan said calmly.

After being humiliated by Richard, Azuhan finally faced the bleak reality - Salamander lived better under Richard.

With Akara's support, he once again became the leader of the New World Island.

Richard shook his head slightly. "Don't be modest. You can't accomplish anything just by relying on resources. I also have a city in the wizarding world. Managing a city is too troublesome."

The two salamanders did not respond, silently waiting for Richard's next words.

"This time I came here, in addition to moving the workshop here, I have another thing to do."

"You say." Akara said respectfully.

"Do you remember the contract we signed?" Richard looked at the Salamander Warriors in the training ground and said slowly.

"Now, you have to pay the blood tax."

(End of this chapter)