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

Chapter 162 Crisis and a New Journey

For Jemin at this stage, this witchcraft is indeed quite suitable.

It doesn't directly enhance combat power, but it greatly improves his research efficiency, thereby indirectly accelerating his mastery of higher-level powers.

Jemin speculated that the reason he awakened such witchcraft was most likely because he had been engrossed in research for so long, devoting almost all his energy to the exploration and analysis of knowledge.

His Ring of Truth embodies his core needs and deepest understanding into this sorcery called the "All-Seeing Eye".

In the period that followed, the birth of the "All-Seeing Eye" was like opening a door to the depths of truth for Jemin.

With this auxiliary spell, his already efficient research speed increased dramatically, as if he were on a high-speed train.

With the manuscripts about the divine power belief network provided by Clark's mentor, coupled with the insights of the "All-Seeing Eye," the originally difficult research became less obscure and difficult to understand.

For a time, Jemin was completely immersed in this deep research and couldn't extricate himself.

Apart from short breaks and necessary training, he spent almost all his time in the laboratory, his mental energy surging like a tide in the ocean of knowledge, absorbing endless wisdom.

He felt his understanding of the divine power faith network was improving at an astonishing rate.

However, less than a year later, this peaceful and efficient research life was shattered by a sudden crisis, forcing Jemin to break free from that almost meditative state of research.

Because... his pride and joy in worldly affairs began to falter!

Looking at the two bottles of potions in his hand, radiating a rainbow of light, Jemin's expression turned rather grim.

In fact, he had discovered and even anticipated that the production of mortal energy would decline long ago, but he did not expect the decline to be so astonishing.

In fact, ever since he took over this group of indigenous people, the production of mortal energy has been declining.

However, this downward trend became increasingly apparent over time.

When he tallied the month's output, he was shocked to find that the amount of mortal energy he had collected was no longer enough to meet the minimum raw material requirements for refining two bottles of mortal potion each month.

This was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Jemin.

The Mortal Elixir is his current stable source of points, and it's also a key asset for him to obtain assistance in creating a Level 7 Elemental Pool!

He immediately channeled his spiritual power into the depths of the Golden Garden, carefully examining the state of every talisman that absorbed the energy of the mortal world.

Unfortunately, and as Jemin expected, there was nothing wrong with the seals.

"Sigh... I never thought this day would come so soon..."

With a sigh, Jemin left the laboratory after a long absence and went to the top floor of his mansion, looking down at the endless sea of ​​flowers below.

Outside the sea of ​​flowers are the cities that the indigenous people have gradually built over the years.

The cities where ordinary people live remain bustling and prosperous, where birth, aging, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow, love, hate, and all kinds of social activities proceed in an orderly manner.

On the surface, everything appears normal, with nothing unusual.

But Jemin knew very well that something fundamental had already changed quietly.

The essence of the mortal world is an extremely special conceptual material. Its origin lies in the complex concepts generated in human social activities.

This includes, but is not limited to, clashes of beliefs, emotions, cultures, and ideas.

It was born from the flourishing of civilization and the intense interplay of the free will of living beings.

The reason why the production of worldly energy in Jemin's Golden Garden, an area under his control, has decreased sharply is precisely because of a change in its concept.

"It seems that Noren Workshop has put in a lot of effort over the years, and the entire Erosian prime plane has probably been almost completely transformed." Jemin sighed helplessly.

He recalled the conclusion he had drawn from his experiments at Norren Academy: planes controlled by wizards generally cannot generate mortal energy.

The reason is simple: under the control of the wizards, the living environment of all creatures in the entire plane has quietly changed from a "society" to a "farm".

On the surface, the plane controlled by the wizards appears unchanged except for being more stable and harmonious.

In order to ensure the stability of the plane and the efficient production of resources, wizards often optimize the social structure of the plane, eliminate internal strife, provide sufficient food and water, and even solve various diseases.

From the perspective of ordinary people, such a society is undoubtedly a time of peace and prosperity.

However, conceptually speaking, from the moment the plane was ruled by wizards, all social activities in the entire plane were nourished by the wizards' "supplies".

Human survival no longer depends on its own struggle and the natural evolution of society, but on the order and gifts of shamans.

It's not just about their own lives; wizards also provide avenues for advancement for the planes they control: becoming wizards themselves.

This stability, provided by being "fed," while eliminating turmoil, also invisibly stifled the conceptual vitality that "society" itself should possess. People no longer needed to fiercely compete for survival, nor did they need to worry about the future; all conflicts and contradictions were quelled by the shaman's order.

This conceptual "stability" and "harmony," while bringing material abundance, also deprives the mundane world, which serves as the material of this concept, of its most fundamental breeding ground—the conflict, struggle, and creativity arising from free will.

Jemin wanted to do something, but felt a sense of helplessness.

He believes he has done his best to avoid interfering with the lives of the Golden Garden Aboriginal people.

Aside from the initial restoration of order and some necessary modifications, he did not treat the residents like livestock, as other wizards did.

He allowed them to retain their own culture, to date freely, and even to quarrel and fight, as long as it didn't affect the overall situation.

However, as beings who control many planes, wizards are still far too rich in resources.

Even though Jemin thought his "charity" was meager, it still provided the indigenous people with more resources and a better environment, making the indigenous people he took in a more prosperous "society" around the Golden Garden.

This is also why his "control" has eroded the concept of "society".

His existence, and the wizarding order he represented, fundamentally altered the concept of the "origin" of the Golden Garden.

The production of mortal energy continues to decline year by year, from being more than enough at the beginning to barely maintaining it, and this year, it is even difficult to gather enough raw materials for two bottles of mortal potion every month.

This is no small matter!

The most direct reason why the high-ranking wizards of the Alchemy Department of Norren Academy were willing to refine a level seven large elemental pool for him was because they saw his ability to earn points through the Red Dust Magic Potion.

The two bottles of Red Dust Potion he drinks every month are not only for paying off his debts, but also for showcasing his skill level and potential.

If the supply is cut off now, it will be almost impossible for him to find someone to help him create a level 7 large elemental pool next time.

His entire plan to transform the plane will be put on hold indefinitely.

The solution to this dilemma is actually quite simple: find a new "society".

"It seems... it's time to start the next war."

To find a society not dominated by wizards means he must leave the plane of Erosia, or even the planes owned by wizards, and take the initiative.

Travel to those primordial planes that are not yet under the control of wizards, seek out new life and civilizations, and draw upon the mortal energy they need.

Although much research remains to be done, and although he has just emerged from the research frenzy brought about by the "All-Purpose Eye"...

But Jemin had no choice but to set off ahead of schedule to fight in other planes.

Moreover, in Jemin's view, participating in the interdimensional war was actually a pretty good reason.

After all, interdimensional warfare is the common duty of all wizards and an important way for wizard civilization to maintain its strength and expansion.

As a wizard of the Norn Workshop, actively participating in the interdimensional war is perfectly "politically correct."

As a shared duty of all wizards, Clark and his mentor should also be able to understand his decision to temporarily refrain from providing Red Dust Potions during the war.

This is much more reasonable and easier to accept than his simple statement that "there is not enough worldly spirit."

In this way, not only can we find a new source of worldly energy, but we can also buy ourselves a considerable amount of time, which is truly a win-win situation!
Jemin quickly made a decision and immediately contacted Mentor Clark through the magic network terminal.

"Mentor, I'm preparing to start a new interdimensional war." Jemin said calmly, trying his best to appear normal.

On the other end of the communication, Professor Clark remained silent for a moment, seemingly a little surprised by Jemin's swift decision.

He didn't press for the reason, but simply and forcefully replied, "Very well, there's not much time left before your next expedition. It just so happens that Norren Workshop also has a new plan to expand into new planes, and I will arrange a suitable target for you."

“Okay, thank you for your help, Master.” As he spoke, Jemin seemed to remember something. “I will send you the two bottles of potions for this month later. They are potions that were missed during the war… Please allow me to make them after I return from the front lines.”

Clark suddenly looked up at him, a playful look in his eyes. Only when Jemin started sweating did he slowly nod and say, "No rush. We'll talk about it when you get back from the front."

"Yes……"

After ending his communication with his mentor Clark, Jemin couldn't help but wipe away imaginary beads of sweat from his forehead.

He took a deep breath, and a fierce fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

Research and exploration are important, but the acquisition of knowledge and the control of resources are the eternal themes for wizards.

After so many years of hard work, he really needs to validate his research.

(End of this chapter)