"Grandfather, according to your instructions, the expansion of enrollment and the selection of apprentices have been carried out nationwide!"
On the outskirts of the capital, Rambo stood in front of a bustling construction site and reported to Wu Ming respectfully.
In front of them was the foundation of a mage's tower. A deep pit had been dug out, and countless pieces of granite, star gold, and hundred-forged steel had been transported into it.
"Very good, because of the power of spells, this mage tower can be completed quickly, and then use it as the core to build a college... You don't have to worry about the mentor, the original leader of the watchman and night watchman will be very willing to come To here... ”
Wu Ming looked at the future plans of the Academy of Magic, and said indifferently: "Cultivating spellcasters in the Kingdom is a very important thing, and we must start now... Fortunately, with the population base of the Kingdom, after the audition, you can always find them." Lots of talented apprentices."
The original Thur world had the inheritance of extraordinary power, and what needs to be done now is to systematize and standardize it.
"I really believe in the potential of the people, but..."
Rambo hesitated: "Is it too late to do this now?"
The cultivation of a mage is not a short-term matter.
"You underestimated the catastrophe I told you..."
Wu Ming listened, but shook his head: "The whole world has accumulated countless years of grievances and crimes, even if it lasts for decades, even hundreds of years, it is possible! And... the date of this disaster actually happening, it is possible It will be several years, and it may be more than ten years later, there is always nothing wrong with planning for a rainy day!"
"In addition to apprentices, the national reserve training, as well as the accumulation of supplies, the reinforcement of the city walls, and the construction of shelters, etc., can all be put on the agenda..."
"Finally, apart from mages, who said I'm not going to activate other spellcasting powers?"
As Wu Ming spoke, a trace of mystery appeared on his face.
Mage and wizard cannot be quick, and now they are only prepared for the consideration of a protracted war.
Being able to display his strength immediately, he also has several options.
The first one is the bloodlines on the continent of Seer.
The blue-blooded nobles generally inherited the power from the Frost Dragon. There are many people like them. Moreover, the development of bloodlines is always faster than learning spells step by step. If they are collected, they can be temporarily used.
It's just that warlocks and the like have the problem of fixed spells, they can't learn the spells they need freely, and they generally have mental defects and can't make good use of them.
But it doesn't matter, Wu Ming has other alternatives, that is the pastor!
Compared with warlocks, the cultivation of priests is faster. As long as the gods are strong and have enough faith, they can be blessed overnight and be promoted to high-level spellcasters!
In terms of Shinto, Wu Ming's experience is very rich, and he has the experience of the main temple in the steam world, so he is very familiar with it.
There is even a church on the original continent of Seer! The skeleton has already been established, and it only needs to be reborn from the shell, and everything will be no problem.
In times of war, priests' healing spells may be more popular than mages.
'Finally, if it doesn't work, there is also the reincarnation training system in the main temple! '
A ray of light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.
At this stage, he is not afraid to expose some functions of the main temple to other existences.
After all, Da Luo's ability is completely capable of doing things like the main temple, which is nothing.
And with his current strength, even if other gods know that he has a very good artifact, how many dare to make a move
"The training of reincarnators can be fixed-point orientated, not limited to spellcasters, fighters, thieves, assassins... as long as the profession I want can be cultivated in batches..."
"Furthermore, the consumption and transformation involved is a little smaller than that of gods cultivating priests..."
Wu Ming thought silently: "This is the opportunity! When the Eastern and Western continents are busy resisting disasters, the Seer continent can take the opportunity to rise. Of course, we still have to raise the banner of protecting human beings..."
"Even, you can send reincarnations in advance to enter the other world, check the inside story there, and get the latest information!"
Even the gods can't order their priests and paladins to die in large numbers, unless they want to betray their relatives and lose a large number of outstanding petitioners.
But for the main temple, all it needs is the true spirit of the reincarnation, which can be recovered immediately no matter where it falls, and it will never feel distressed because of how many reincarnations die.
Comparing the two phases, the gap comes out.
"In general, the main shrine is just a very convenient tool for Da Luo's existence...it is very valuable, but it would be too silly to say that it is possible to fight for it. At level six or seven, it is very possible to use a dog's brain for someone else's brain... "
Wu Ming felt a little sad in his heart. This artifact, which was inestimable to his growth, was finally overtaken by him gradually. Apart from this, it was more of a kind of pride.
After conquering and climbing a high mountain, his eyes immediately turned to the next target, which was the ninth level Hunyuan, the ultimate detachment!
"I see!"
After a few explanations, Rambo immediately surrendered, and at the same time was deeply in awe.
He had no idea that this grandfather actually possessed such power.
Just like this time.
It is wrong that the King of Conquerors himself sits in the town. If he wants to mobilize the whole country and let the orders be carried out without compromise, he, the new king, will absolutely not be able to do it.
"With my grandfather protecting our kingdom, even if disaster strikes, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Rambo complimented.
"Then you really think highly of me..."
Wu Ming sighed and looked at the foundation of the mage tower, a little speechless: "Even if it is a true god, it is possible to fall in this catastrophe!"
And in order to deal with this kind of situation that may happen at any time, his real body must sit on the mainland. Naturally, his original travel plan can only be done by his avatar.
After the eighth level, it is both unique and infinite, and the separated incarnations are no longer in danger of mutation, unless the imprint is damaged and the realm falls.
…
Years passed, and in the blink of an eye, five years passed by.
In the past five years, the entire main world has been undercurrents. All the great clans have known the news of the impending catastrophe and are silently preparing for it.
At least as far as Wu Ming knew, within the scope of human rule, the nobles of the East and the West were trying their best to attract guests, store supplies, and repair the city walls.
And the training of warriors, and even some Taoist methods, have begun to be opened to the public for free on a large scale, full of a sense of stormy weather.
The same is true in the Kingdom of Seer.
Outside the capital, a mage academy stands quietly. The tall buildings, the aura of magic, and the many mage apprentices coming in and out, the towns and markets that have grown up around the academy, all speak of the prosperity and prosperity of the place. .
"In the evening is the spell modeling class, and in the afternoon I have to prepare a few sets of spell-casting materials. The spell template of 'Hand of the Alchemist' is too complicated..."
A mage apprentice wearing a mage robe and a star badge pinned to his chest walked out of the door, with hesitation on his face: "The country has spent more than half of the stipend this month, so I can only go to the Black Forest to collect materials by myself!"
"Hey! Bruce, are you going to the market? Let's go!"
Next to him, another apprentice greeted him.
"No need, I want to go to the Black Forest to collect some materials..."
Bruce shook his head in denial.
The Black Forest is a woodland specially circled by the college. There are a lot of magical animals and plants in it, and there are barriers to defend it. It is nothing to a formal mage, but to an apprentice, collecting materials is not only hard work, but also There's some danger, but it's free.
The reason for this is to exercise the actual combat ability of these apprentices.
Although it seems a bit eager for quick success, it is nothing in the context of catastrophe that may erupt at any time.
Bruce walked on the tree-lined path with a firm expression: "I will definitely get the scholarship for next month!"
As the son of a coolie on the dock, he naturally knew how rare his opportunity was.
After being sent to the school that year, because of his excellent grades and the qualification of a mage, he was recommended to enter the Wangdu Mage Academy for further study, and signed an agreement.
In return, after becoming a mage, he will serve the kingdom for life. Of course, Rambo will not treat these spellcasters badly in this regard, and the title of title is indispensable.
It's just that if you can't graduate as an official mage within five years, you will be sent to the army immediately. As an army mage, the danger and hardship will increase several times!
Bruce, who is fifteen years old this year, is already an adult, so he naturally understands the difference! He even vowed to break through before the deadline, become a respected mage and nobleman, and return to Emerald Port in a glorious manner.
"who?"
In front of the entrance of the Black Forest, a group of soldiers blocked the way, and a few official mages could be vaguely seen behind.
"I'm Bruce, a mage apprentice, and I want to go to the Black Forest to collect materials!"
Bruce said calmly, handing out his badge.
"Well, it is indeed a junior!"
A mage in a red robe looked at the badge and shook his head: "It's a pity! The resources of the entire Black Forest, starting today, are no longer open to any apprentices. All spell-casting materials must be collected and distributed uniformly!"
"What?"
This news was undoubtedly a huge thunderbolt to Bruce, but the notice with the magic seal and the king's seal was not fake.
Bruce could only walk back with a dejected look on his face, and he was even more puzzled: "What happened to the kingdom? Are we going to go to war with the East and West continents?"
Even the most ordinary citizens felt something was wrong with the changes in these years.