Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1962 Dying

Forty years later.

Since the Sandstorm World was renamed the Oasis World, merchants, whose wealth was once comparable to that of royalty, have now become a common profession. Every oasis has a large number of merchants engaged in trade activities, and as the area of ​​the oasis continues to expand, multiple oases have gradually begun to connect into one.

For decades, the weather has been favorable, the cultivated land area in various oases has increased, grain harvests have been abundant, water resources have been plentiful, the population has increased significantly, and the trade volume of rare resources has increased dramatically. The lifestyle that was once only enjoyed by royalty and nobility can now be experienced even by some wealthy families.

Without a doubt, this was the happiest period for ordinary people.

It's pitiful and tragic that the sandworm, which was feared by people decades ago and considered the apex predator of the food chain, is now an endangered animal. It is only occasionally mentioned in some very remote places deep in the desert, which even attracts some expeditions to search for it.

More than a decade ago, the wizards gradually disappeared from public view. Only a very small number of them traveled among the various royal families, taking away a large amount of crystal resources and leaving behind some extremely magical things, miracles beyond people's imagination!

The wizards are right. With enough wizard coins, any wish can be fulfilled. The royal families are sparing no expense for wizard coins, and what the wizards love most is energy crystals.

The oasis world, seemingly developing towards a better future, is actually experiencing undercurrents of change.

The oasis is a unified whole, and the empty area in the middle can not only be used as farmland, but also because it was once a desert, it contains rich sand crystal veins deep underground. This is the Wizard Coin, a territory that the royal family fights for!

Seabuckthorn Village.

Green and Millie are too old to farm anymore. In the past, such useless people would have been left to fend for themselves, either becoming part of the saline desert to nourish the land, or being abandoned in the desert to be eaten by sandworms, as a sign of reverence for the apex predators of the world's food chain.

With a jade ring on his thumb and a cane in his hand, Green sat in a grand chair, looking down at the people of Seabuckthorn Village, a warm breeze blowing by.

Today, Seabuckthorn Village is no longer just a village, but the economic center of more than a dozen surrounding villages. The village has a permanent population of over a thousand, and hundreds of migrant workers and merchants come and go every day. Now, Green is old and frail, and Millie is bedridden with a chronic illness. Seabuckthorn Village needs a new leader to guide the situation.

"This scenic road took me seven years and countless resources to build in Seabuckthorn Village and Miluo Village. In terms of seniority..."

A wealthy businessman who settled in the seabuckthorn village more than a decade ago shouted this out, as did most of his competitors.

It took a long time before the candidates stopped their speeches after confirming that all their supporters had arrived.

Looking down at the many villagers eagerly awaiting his arrival, and the several candidates for village chief who had made achievements in their respective fields, Green coughed twice and said in a low voice, "Then let's follow the rules we established before. Anyone who has lived in Seabuckthorn Village for more than ten years will have the right to vote, and the candidate with the most votes will become the next village chief. I have no children, and all my property will be donated to all the villagers after my death!"

With utmost respect, Green was a legendary figure in the surrounding villages, large and small, and even among the royal family and nobility.

The strange thing is that this old village chief never had any children or adopted any, seemingly taking a laissez-faire attitude towards this matter, as if it were optional.

"However, with the increasing conflicts between royal families of various countries, it is highly likely that war and chaos will break out in the foreseeable future. Therefore, I personally strongly recommend that the people of this village act decisively, be young and strong, and have a sense of responsibility, seize the fleeting opportunity, and lead the villagers into the future."

After saying that, Green fell silent.

The wizards' conquest of the Sandstorm World caused almost no loss to the native inhabitants. In fact, after the wizards exterminated the sandworms and drove away the Ancestor Yu Hanquan, the Sandstorm World was renamed the Oasis World. It became a land of plenty, with its people prosperous and healthy, and its population increased. Seeing the advanced civilization brought by the wizards, the royal families and nobles' ambitions and greed swelled to an extreme. A great war between the various oasis kingdoms was brewing and could break out at any moment!

In the past, desert sandworms were a natural barrier for various oasis kingdoms, making it almost impossible to cross this barrier and carry out an invasion.

But now, this barrier has disappeared, and the desert has gradually been connected to the oases. These new oases are not only suitable for cultivation, but more importantly, they contain a huge amount of crystals buried beneath these fertile lands. These crystals are the essence nurtured in the deserts of the Sandstorm World. In the eyes of the current royal rulers, they are wizard coins, the key to realizing their ambitions and greed!

Three years later.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Millie's chronic pharyngitis has reached an incurable stage, and it looks like she will leave this world before Green.

Lying on her sickbed, Millie looked at the scales on her bedside table and at Green, who was staring at the scales in a daze, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

"I thought I would realize my childhood dream in this world and live my life as a wandering princess, but I didn't expect that after a period of novelty at the beginning, it would slowly become boring. Fairy tales are all lies."

As she spoke, Millie coughed a few times, swallowed a mouthful of sugarcane juice, and continued, "But you, being able to discover the influence of the balance rules in such a remote and desolate world, you are outstanding wherever you go."

"Balance lies at both ends of the fulcrum. The stronger the power, the more it can disrupt the complex rules, and therefore the more it is bound by the endless rules. Those top-level creatures are oppressed and intimidated by the endless world, so they constantly hide themselves, while those overly powerful creatures are simply expelled from the endless world to avoid being affected by the complex rules."

"Speak," Green said, fiddling with the flames in the stove, his tone insightful and worldly-wise, "The ultimate goal of exploring the mysteries of truth is philosophy, the philosophy of the endless world-dimensional box. We are inside the box, yearning for the world outside. Some have speculated that we are all merely projections of our consciousness onto our bodies in the endless world. Whether we die or become a level nine being, it's all a process of consciousness returning to the body. The difference lies in the philosophical insights we gain from our inner consciousness."

"Like us now, we can only leave the game after we die?"

Millie asked in a relaxed tone, because the life-and-death cycles between Green and Millie in world after world were just a game, so there was no tension. She continued, "Those who delve into the depths of philosophy are all madmen. There's only a fine line between genius and madness. You're in danger right now. How do you know you're not being blinded by endless dimensions and led to your death?"

Snapped!

Green slapped his forehead, looking extremely distressed.

"Forget about it, time will tell. By the way, do you have a target for where to go in the fourth game? I'd like somewhere far away from the Wizarding Alliance, anywhere is fine."

Millie diverted Green's thoughts, and the ominous sign caused Green to become so deeply engrossed in this almost torturous philosophical question that his consciousness became disordered.

"A large-scale war between royal families is imminent. Who knows how many people will die, or how many years it will take to gradually unify the world? Let's head towards the savage world. Over a decade ago, I secretly discovered another savage life form hidden there. Now that we're leaving, it's time to meet it..."

(End of this chapter)