Lord Wizard: Starting your studies with infinite magic crystals!

Wayne became interested upon seeing this, because this evaluation did not describe the power of the wind, but rather resembled that of a deity worshipped in people's hearts in a previous life, such as the Kitchen God or the Mountain God—mortal gods.

In the world of the Holy Realm, the Spring Breeze Dragon is like a god of rebirth, adding to the family and preparing for spring planting.

These are all evaluations of Him.

Wayne found this very interesting, feeling as if a myth was right before his eyes, since he had never expected such a way of describing it.

After satisfying his initial curiosity, Wayne turned his attention to the page about the Purple Sun Dragon.

Race: Dragon

Superior Dragon - Purple Sun Dragon

Element: Solar Element

Origin: Originally a fire element dragon, it was imbued with the purple aura of the sun, giving it a body covered in purple scales, making it beautiful and magnificent. It is also known as the Purple Sun Dragon because it contains a breathtaking purple flame.

Evaluation: A renowned and beautiful dragon among the dragon race, a knight's darling (Purple Flame), a mount most desired by wizards, and the most worthy dragon for beautiful elves. She was born to be the darling of the three races!

Do not offend Him easily. His strength does not lie in himself, but in the fact that when he was young, he was so lovable that the dragons arranged for him to receive distinguished guests. Therefore, there are countless powerful beings who dote on Him!

Upon seeing this, Wayne couldn't help but smile, and looking at the sketched image above, he couldn't help but make a joke.

"Good heavens, it's the dream dragon of everyone! I'll have to see if it's true when I go to the Dragon Continent."

With his doubts dispelled, Wayne put away the Dragon Compendium and began the next stage of his cultivation of the Heaven and Earth Runes using the Level 2 Teleportation Array.

...............

Time flies, and half of the fifth academic year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Mid-June.

That morning, Wayne finished his daily meditation and slumped onto the sofa, letting out a long sigh.

"Phew~"

"This is too torturous. How did the number of talent runes for a level 3 array diagram suddenly reach the level of 100,000?"

That's right.

As early as the second month of the fifth academic year, Wayne's training as a Level 2 Elite Wizard had already been completed.

He is currently in the process of advancing to the third level, the Grand Wizard, but this level of advancement is particularly tedious for someone like Wayne who is used to rapid advancement.

To advance to the third-level Grand Wizard, Wayne calculated that it would take at least until around the end of the fifth academic year.

It's not slow, but it seems a bit slow for a speedrunner like Wayne.

While thinking.

Aurora's voice suddenly rang out.

"Young master, Mother and Saul have arrived."

Wayne turned his head and saw Aurora, who had just finished her training and was wearing a tight-fitting outfit with beads of sweat on her forehead, walking over with Murora and Thor.

Wayne stood up.

"Auntie, Saul."

"Young Master."

"Young Master."

Wayne waved his hand: "Come sit down and let's talk."

After the two sat down, Aurora came over with a glass of juice that had been poured, handed it to the three of them, and then turned and went into the secret cabin.

Wayne then turned to Murora and asked, "Auntie, what brings you here today?"

Murora chuckled softly.

"Young Master, are you really not worried at all? Of course, I came here to report to you on the recruitment and procurement situation."

Wayne gave an awkward laugh. He was so focused on his cultivation that he didn't have time to think about anything else, but he quickly came up with an excuse.

"Auntie, what could I possibly worry about entrusting this to you?"

Even though Murora knew Wayne was just making an excuse, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed listening to Wayne's words.

He didn't expose Wayne's excuse and turned to get down to business.

"Young Master, Thor has brought back all his dwarven companions. Would you like to hear about the blacksmith team first, or about the recruitment and procurement situation?"

Wayne thought for a moment and said.

"Let's talk about the procurement situation first, since it concerns the future population base. Population is the primary productive force, and geniuses are born from among them."

Murora nodded.

He then began to explain the situation: "Young Master, the people we recruited more than a year ago have been gradually sent out, and they are now returning one after another."

"Firstly, the number of recruits reached 5,627, all of whom are at least Level 1 superhumans."

"Secondly, the basic supplies such as wheat, oil, and salt that have been brought back are enough to feed ten million people for a year. Moreover, the number of superhumans returning is still increasing, so this number can increase by at least half."

Upon hearing this, Wayne realized what was going on and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Auntie, I remember these people were supposed to be gone for a few years, why are they back so soon?"

Upon hearing this, Murora couldn't help but shrug, her tone a mix of happiness and helplessness: "That was the original plan, but we didn't expect that the basic supplies are so plentiful now. As a result, the space equipment carried by those superhumans was already full after we hadn't gone very far, so we had to come back first. If we set off again later, I will equip them with even larger and more space equipment."

Wayne did a quick calculation. Including the supplies that are still returning, if we calculate based on half a year, these reserves are enough to feed about 30 million people for half a year. That's a lot in just over a year. If we extend the timeline to graduation...

The stored basic resources were barely enough for the first year or two of development without farming, focusing solely on land reclamation.

"good."

As she was about to look at Thor, Murora suddenly asked, "Young Master, are we almost got enough supplies?"

Wayne shook his head.

"It's not enough. We'll stop when we've gathered enough supplies to feed a billion people for a hundred years."

"The expansion period is only one hundred years. During this time, I will not let these people farm. They all have to contribute to the development of the territory. Farming and such can wait until the expansion stops before we start developing again."

"Purely pioneering?"

Wayne nodded: "Of course, instead of spending time farming, you should help me build my territory. Basic resources are everywhere, and I'll raise more sprites later. Anyway, apart from extraordinary magical plants, we'll buy ordinary resources whenever possible."

"But if we do that, are we just going to keep these people on for nothing?"

"what?"

Now it was Wayne's turn to be confused. He looked at Murora with a puzzled expression, and Murora was equally bewildered.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Didn't I tell them to build their own territory? Why are you saying we're just raising them for nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Murora explained, "Construction is a fixed process. Every year during the off-season, the lord allows these people unlimited food and drink for two months to focus on developing the territory, building roads, constructing castles, and so on. Why would we need to specifically mention this?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne's lips twitched. So, this exploitative capitalist face of his was actually a kind persona?

Wayne shook his head and explained.

"It wasn't just those two months; before the development stopped, we had to work eight hours a day, and each month we were given food, drink, and a gold coin."

Hearing this, Murora was somewhat surprised. At this moment, Thor suddenly knelt down and said in a longing tone:

"Young Master, you are truly merciful! Your legendary story will become a highly sought-after tale among the bards!"

"And your territory will become a dreamland for ordinary people all over the world, or what we might call utopia!"