Master Tongtian

Another morning.

The Lakeside Hall of the Storm Magic Academy.

Life mage Vivian was giving a report on mana bubble research on the stage, but the seats under the stage were still full.

Every mage took notes and recorded them carefully.

On the stage, Vivian's voice with the unique accent of the northern nobles spread throughout the audience.

"My team of mage and I have conducted careful research and used a large number of experiments to prove that the mana carrier of mortal mage is the mana bubble in the cell."

"The essence of this mortal mana bubble is a magic storage container constructed of living matter. Its specific structure is very delicate and complex, and its function is also very wonderful."

"It can quickly turn power into mana and store it in it, and it can also quickly output mana according to the mage's will."

While talking, several of Vivian's inheritance apprentices stood nearby, using mirroring techniques to carefully demonstrate the specific structures within cells to the mages in the audience.

The audience was completely silent.

Not to mention the coughing, not even the farting.

Although it is not the first time for many people to hear the knowledge of mana bubbles, it was a fragmentary concept before.

This time, it is a system of true knowledge, with a source, a process, and experimental data. It is very thorough and detailed, which is shocking.

Every mage feels that his horizons have been greatly broadened by new knowledge.

The elven elders were not only surprised, but also frightened.

The magic in the Golden Land has developed to the point of exploring the origin of life, but they are still practicing shallow image-driven witchcraft.

Judging from the lectures these days, this is not a breakthrough in one point, but an overall improvement in one aspect.

The gap is so huge that it's terrifying.

Vivian's voice continued.

"The Duke used the mana field equation to conduct detailed calculations and found that the mortal energy band can still be subdivided into five small energy bands, which correspond to the five realms of apprentice, low-level, intermediate, high-level and master."

"There are four dark lines in the middle of the five small energy bands. And as you get to the later stage, the dark lines get wider, so it becomes more difficult to break through."

"Through my research on mana bubbles, I discovered the promotion principle of a mage breaking through the dark zone. Based on this principle, I developed corresponding auxiliary methods."

At the same time, the apprentice used the mirror technique to reveal a strip of light and dark.

There are five bright bands, one wider than the other, and at the same time, there are dark bands between the bright bands.

Vivian walked up to the strip and continued the introduction.

"Obviously, the hidden line below the intermediate level is very narrow and can be broken through easily, so naturally no assistance is needed."

"But the hidden line from the intermediate to the high level is nearly three times wider, so there is a high-level confusion. The hidden line from the high-level to the master is nearly three times wider, so the difficulty of breaking through is nearly three times more difficult than the high-level confusion. times."

"The title of Master Jubi is just right."

Hearing this, all the masters in the audience looked as if they were suddenly enlightened, and they all felt that they had a clear grasp of the master's path of practice.

But Vivian's report clearly goes beyond that.

She took out two bottles of potion, one emerald green and one pale gold.

"So, I developed a potion to assist mages in breaking through. The light green bottle on the left is a high-level potion with a success rate of close to 100%. I also call it the Emerald Dream."

His voice paused, he raised the pale golden potion high, and said proudly: "And this bottle of pale gold is the Archmage's potion with a success rate of nearly 90%."

"I call it Golden Blessing!"

‘Wow~~’

The mages in the audience were stunned, and at least 60% of them subconsciously stood up.

Many people forget to even breathe.

An intermediate mage who had been stuck at a high level for 20 years couldn't help shouting: "Ms. Vivian, is this true?"

"Really, the Duke can prove it to me."

Rosen naturally spoke to prove it.

"Every result published on stage has been reviewed by me in the most rigorous academic spirit. I can prove that Ms. Vivian's results are real and effective."

This excited the high-level mages.

More than 90% of the famous mages who come to join the Storm Society are high-level mages, and 20% of them are high-level peak mages. It is common for them to be stuck in front of the master cliff for more than ten years.

Every high-level mage yearns for the scenery of the master realm, but the master cliff is like a real cliff that lies across the path of practice and is difficult to overcome.

Now there is a potion that can assist in breakthrough, and the success rate is as high as 90%, which makes people feel excited.

As a result, almost every mage has firmly remembered Vivian and the magical potions related to her.

The elf elder Andraya took a long breath and said to the sister beside her: "I feel that in thirty years at most, there may even be an extraordinary potion."

Serraya nodded slightly: "Sister, my territory is also about to open up. If we don't inject fresh ideas as soon as possible, we will completely rot in the frozen time."

Other male elf elders also had similar thoughts, and their closed minds had been completely opened by this society.

At this time, the energetic and energetic Archmage Feibit led three young inheritance apprentices onto the high platform.

Why the Archmage?

Because he has been stuck at the high-level peak for 11 years. He got a bottle of potion a few days ago, took a nap, and became a level 1 archmage the next day.

He coughed lightly and smiled: "First of all, I want to thank Ms. Vivian. Her potion helped me realize my dream of being a master for many years."

"Ms. Vivian studies living matter, and her results are very rich and breathtaking."

"What I study is the lowest level of existence in the material world, which I call basic elements."

One sentence attracted the attention of the mages.

Feeling the focus of everyone's attention, Phoebe's back straightened subconsciously and his voice became louder: "The embodiment of basic elements is atoms."

"What is an atom?"

"It was inspired by the Duke's flow."

"The Duke and I came up with a strange idea when we were discussing the composition of the material world. We wanted to know whether matter is infinitely divisible."

"So, we designed many experiments and finally proved that matter is not infinitely divisible."

"A piece of gold is composed of the basic element gold. If you keep dividing it into two, and then divide it into four, and keep dividing, you will eventually get the smallest unit, which is called a gold atom."

While talking, the three element apprentices used the mirroring technique to assist in explaining Phoebe's basic element theory, which brought the mages in the audience into a whole new world.

The mages felt like they were climbing a mountain.

I saw a high mountain in the distance and climbed to the top with all my strength, thinking that I had reached the highest point in the world. However, I found that there was a higher mountain in the distance, and there was an even more wonderful scenery on the top of it.

Phoebe kept talking until noon, and then he was recognized by all the mages in the Golden Land.

Everyone calls him the Master of Elements, or the Master of Atoms.

At noon, the attendants led the mages to the restaurant for dinner.

The food in the restaurant is naturally very rich, but the mages have no intention of enjoying the delicious food. They are discussing the results of the magic they have heard these days.

Every mage has a feeling that the fog shrouding the true face of the world is quickly dissipating, and mortals have shown wisdom that is comparable to, or even surpasses, the gods.

Every mage also clearly feels that the world's great changes are just around the corner.

During lunch, Rosen and others, as hosts, naturally had to entertain quasi-elf allies.

Why quasi-ally?

Because the matter has not yet been decided, she must wait until Andraya goes back to attend the Council of Elders and votes to pass it before her territory can truly be opened to the Golden Land.

As for whether it can pass?

Until the last step, everything is unknown.

At the long table, Rosen and Heya Galli sat at the main seats, one on the left and one on the right. The first person on the right was Thrandis, followed by Gendeloni and Fertana.

On the left are six elf elders.

Rosen took a look, and a strange thought flashed through his mind: "Except for Serraya, all the women on this table have slept with me."

I feel like my life style has become more and more dissolute since I came to another world.

When I was on Earth, I definitely couldn't imagine that I would have such a messy relationship between men and women.

"Hey~ I probably didn't travel through time in this life, but fell into the hell of desire."

These thoughts only passed by for a moment, and Rosen immediately regained his peace of mind.

"My hometown is where I feel at ease. I enjoy it very much. It's not hell, but heaven." ’

The society has been open for several days, and it was not the first day that we sat like this. Everyone was used to it. Rosen, as the host, casually said something like "eat well and drink well", and everyone began to concentrate on eating.

After eating a few words, Andraya suddenly said: "Duke, there is a deep-sea channel between White Sand City and the Giant Island of Grant. It is the only trade route between our two families."

"In the past, wooden sailing boats were used as tools of trade, and the trade volume between our two tribes was very small."

"I intend to expand trade volume, and also increase information exchange between the giant island and the golden land. Do you have any suggestions?"

At some point, she started using the honorific title for Rosen.

And her proposal is very practical, because the alliance may not be smooth sailing, but trade has always been there, and the resistance to expanding trade is very small.

Rosen was eating a very delicious and tender purple-skinned cod fillet. After hearing this, he thought about it carefully and said: "The giant island is about 9,000 meters away from Baisha City, but because it has to cross the Crescent Land Bridge in a roundabout way, the total distance is more than one mile. Fifteen thousand ramis.”

Crescent Road Land is actually a semicircular undersea mountain range, forming a shallow sea bridge 300 meters wide and with an average depth of less than 300 meters in the deep sea area.

Driving along this land bridge, you will not encounter the super beasts of the deep sea.

"This distance is quite long. My initial idea is to build more than ten petrochemical giant ships carrying more than 50,000 tons of cargo to serve as the main means of transportation to and from this route."

"But there is a question. With the power of our Eastern Territory, it is not difficult to build such a giant ship. But what kind of goods can the Giant Island of Grunt provide to our Eastern Territory?"

The elven elders began to discuss among themselves.

After some discussion, Andraya gave a reply.

"In addition to traditional spices, fragrant silk cloth, and various alchemical materials, we can also provide some extraordinary items, such as eternal tree branches, fruits, or the dragon armor shed by the Moonlight Dragon, and so on."

"In short, as long as it is useful to you, you can trade it."

"Of course, because it is an extremely rare and precious extraordinary item, we price it very high."

"For example, the brilliant fruit of a small eternal tree can slightly and permanently increase the magic power of an extraordinary person. We hope to exchange it for at least 100,000 diras of food, or guns, weapons, aircraft, etc."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rosen heard Fertana's voice: "Promise her, the fruit of the Eternal Tree is an artifact, and its fruit is one of the few that can help break through the upper limit of the race. The moon elves never sell it outside."

Rosen nodded and asked curiously: "Can it be taken continuously?"

"How can such a good thing happen? The fruit of the Eternal Tree can bear three kinds of fruits, but no matter it is the same type of fruit or a different type of fruit, you can take up to 5 pills. Eating it after eating is not only useless, but also harmful to the body."

But five of them are also sacred objects.

However, catching up is not a business deal and must be negotiated slowly.

Rosen said: "Ms. Andraya, I think we need to have a good discussion to establish a large and stable trade relationship."

"In addition to the exchange of items, I think people can also exchange. I very much hope that the mages of our two races can strengthen exchanges and communicate with each other in terms of magic."

Andraya was very happy: "Okay, let's find a time to discuss it carefully."

Afterwards, of course, the guests and hosts enjoy themselves.

In the afternoon, the Magic Society continued its convening.

The mages came on stage one after another to announce their results, and the day passed in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the half-month study program came to an end.

On the last day, Heya Jiali took the stage and began to award awards.

Storm Eagle, Highest Spell Achievement Award, Best Innovation Award, Most Potential Mage, Three Great Sages, Top Ten Outstanding Young Mage, Top 100 Sage Masters, etc.

During the selection, although it was inevitable that there was a bias towards the local mages from the Eastern Region, it was generally fair.

Of the more than 8,000 mages who came to participate in the conference, a tenth of them benefited.

After the awards were given, Heya Jiali finally asked: "Tomorrow, Master Rosen and I will get married, and my husband will officially take over as the Duke of Storms. Is there any objection from the Master?"

No one objected.

Rosen's military power has already overwhelmed the Eastern Territory, and his magical achievements have surpassed those of the Golden Land. However, his character is humble, his vision is far-sighted, and his methods are even more astonishing.

This no longer looks like a human being, but a god trapped in a mortal body!

I don’t know who took the lead in shouting: “Salute to Duke Rosen!”

When one person shouts, it immediately becomes a momentum.

"Salute to Duke Rosen~"

After shouting three times in a row, the momentum soared into the sky.