I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world.

Chapter 141 Garden
After discussing it with David, Jemin submitted the application for ownership of Goldenport.

As expected, thanks to his outstanding contributions in this positional interview and the current state of the area as ruins, his application was quickly approved.

Without the slightest delay, Jemin directly used the space teleportation device within the camp to reappear in the basement of the mansion he had meticulously renovated.

Inside the secret chamber, the few orc generals, barely alive, remained trapped in their cages, their faint breathing sounds particularly clear in the silent space.

Jemin glanced at it with satisfaction, knowing that his research materials were well preserved.

He strode through the secret passage and arrived at the ground floor of the mansion.

Although the city outside was in ruins, the mansion remained exactly as it had been when he left it—a tidy courtyard, buildings untouched by the war, and the air filled with the fresh scent of earth and the delicate fragrance of plants.

The fact that it's been able to maintain this well is entirely due to the tasks that Jemin assigned to the two silver-white dolls before he left.

With the power of this type of general-purpose doll, it is more than enough to maintain a mansion.

Jemin stood in the center of the courtyard and surveyed the interior of the mansion.

However, when he stepped out of the illusionary range of the mansion and saw the scene of devastation outside, he couldn't help but frown.

As far as the eye can see, the once bustling Golden Harbor is now nothing but a shocking ruin.

The charred charcoal, collapsed stone walls, broken beams and pillars, and scorched earth burned to ashes by the flames of war silently testify to the cruelty of war.

The air was thick with dust and the smell of decay, and occasionally, fragments of wreckage that had not been completely buried could be seen.

Most importantly, large amounts of excrement can be seen everywhere in the entire Golden Harbor area.

"Can't these orcs pay attention to their surroundings when they're encamped?" Jemin couldn't help but click his tongue, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and the talismanic artifact appeared in his palm.

After this trial, Jemin realized that focusing solely on elemental attacks or using only pure energy projectiles were both too extreme.

Since he can create the corresponding types of spells anyway by spending more time, why not increase the types of spells that the talisman artifacts can release?

The current talismanic artifact is a semi-finished product created under such circumstances.

This talisman artifact is inscribed with a type of magic that primarily uses energy to shape objects. It is not very effective in attack, but it can be quite useful in certain specific situations.

The talismanic artifact emitted a faint glow, and an invisible force spread outwards from it in all directions.

"Start!" Jemin called out softly.

Rumble…

The terrifying sound began to spread from his location.

It wasn't the loud noise of an explosion, but rather the dull rumble of countless invisible giant hands instantly flattening all the ruins and crushing all the rocks.

Visibly, the ruins within a radius of several hundred meters centered on him were completely flattened by a powerful force in just a few breaths.

All the rubble and debris were crushed into fine dust, then blown away by an invisible airflow, revealing the compacted soil layer underneath.

Jemin moved through the ruins like a tireless giant bulldozer.

Wherever he went, he would use his magical artifacts to instantly level the surrounding ruins.

In addition to these special talismanic artifacts for use on flat ground, Jemin also brought out many talismanic artifacts that could filter the air.

The inscription was essentially a kind of witchcraft that could filter poisonous gas, but after Jemin adjusted the power slightly, the strange smells from the dilapidated buildings, the scorched soil, the piles of excrement, and even the rotting matter buried under the ruins were all cleaned up.

When this talismanic artifact is used on the cleared ground, as the transparent barrier expands from the inside out, only a gentle breeze blows through the barrier, leaving behind a refreshing scent.

As for the stench surrounding them, Jemin only needs to use a storm-type spell to disperse it.

In just half a day, the ruins of Golden Harbor, which originally stretched for several kilometers, were transformed into a vast, flat expanse of land.

The air was fresh, the ground was flat, as if a city had never existed.

This land is like a giant canvas waiting to be sown, waiting for Jemin to wield his brush.

After cleaning up, Jemin returned to the wizard camp and purchased a series of infrastructure items directly through the camp's points system.

With a wave of his hand, he purchased enough basic life support packages to supply tens of thousands of people.

This included enough high-energy compressed food to sustain these people for several months, a magic array that automatically produced a continuous supply of water, as well as corresponding medical supplies and modularly constructed temporary housing. These were standardized supplies prepared by the wizard camp for plane modification and population resettlement, which had become extremely efficient and practical after countless years of use and modification by the wizards.

At the same time, Jemin also used his alchemical knowledge to create a bunch of basic tools using readily available materials.

From the most basic shovels and hoes to simple measuring tools and transport vehicles, there was a vast quantity of them, enough to arm tens of thousands of people.

With everything prepared, Jemin contacted David directly.

"Jermin, everything is ready." David's voice came through the communication rune, carrying a rare hint of ease. "The person has been delivered to the edge of the Golden Harbor area you designated, and can be received at any time."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jemin smiled faintly.

He immediately went to the outskirts of Golden Harbor, where a huge, cargo-ship-like wizarding creation was silently suspended in mid-air.

Below the airship, countless huge hatches slowly opened, and groups of people walked out in an orderly fashion.

This is a huge group of people, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Most of them were young and strong civilians, with a normal male-to-female ratio. Their expressions showed a hint of bewilderment and exhaustion, but their eyes showed little fear or resistance.

Jemin glanced around and noticed that the people were of extremely diverse ethnicities.

Not only are there common humans, orcs, and dwarves, but also graceful elves, and even some drow elves with dark skin and red eyes.

David stepped out of the airship and looked at Jemin, explaining softly, "These people were all handpicked by me. They have high genetic potential, making them easier to transform later. They have already undergone preliminary modifications, including psychological suggestion and basic bloodline correction, to wash away those tendencies in their nature that do not conform to the norms of wizarding civilization."

He pointed to the drow elves in the crowd and added, "For example, races like the drow elves, who are inherently evil and extremely worship darkness, will have their thinking patterns corrected under the influence of these modification potions. They will become like ordinary people, without those extreme evil tendencies, and will be more easily integrated into normal society."

Jemin nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming.

“After two more applications of the transformation potion, their descendants will be completely transformed into humans from the wizarding world,” David continued. “Don’t worry, I will also transport these two more applications of the transformation potion over.”

"no problem."

The two exchanged some more questions about the resettlement of the people. Afterwards, David handed his research notes to Jemin, who glanced through them briefly before bowing gracefully and taking his leave.
"Well then, thank you very much for your help. I won't bother you any longer."

"It's just a transaction, there's no need for thanks or gratitude."

Watching the airship depart high in the sky, Jemin turned his gaze to the vast land before him and the tens of thousands of "new residents" waiting for his orders.

Without much hesitation, he immediately completed the installation of the modular housing he had purchased, allowing these people to settle in first.

At the same time, compressed food and water-drawing arrays were also distributed to ensure their basic survival needs.

After everyone had eaten a hearty meal and were confirmed to be settled, Jemin gave his first order to a few of the more intelligent-looking mortals who had already undergone initial modifications:
“Gather all healthy workers.”

Soon, tens of thousands of able-bodied men were gathered together, staring blankly at the young wizard and awaiting his instructions.

Jemin wasn't good at public speaking, so instead of painting a grand picture of rebuilding the city, he simply gave orders.

His voice, amplified by witchcraft, was clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.

“You are to rebuild this place.” Jemin pointed to the flat land, his tone calm but filled with an undeniable will. “But what you are going to do is not rebuild a city.”

Everyone held their breath and looked at him in confusion.

“I need you to transform the entire Goldenport area into a giant garden!” Jemin’s voice rose slightly.

With a slight flash of the talismanic artifact in his hand, a screen of light appeared before everyone's eyes, outlining a magnificent blueprint—not the steel and concrete of a city, but winding rivers, blooming flowers, flat grasslands, and countless magical research facilities hidden within them.

What he wanted was not a city inhabited by ordinary people, but a living, evolving laboratory that could provide him with research materials and energy.

Although the tens of thousands of civilians did not understand the wizard's grand plan, they had no doubts under the wizard's powerful mental pressure and their transformed instinct for obedience.

Having assigned the general tasks, and adhering to the principle of not causing trouble, Jemin stopped giving orders and instead found several master craftsmen skilled in construction to assign specific tasks.

Jemin stood on the hill, looking down at everything before him.

A dense mass of people moved about like ants, centered around his mansion.

This enormous garden will not only be a paradise for plants, but also a breeding ground for the vital energy of the mortal world, a circulatory system for life energy, a cradle for the birth of elements, and a place where he will acquire countless materials in the future.

Golden Harbor will no longer be Golden Harbor, but a golden garden that belongs solely to him.

(End of this chapter)