Wizard: I can refine everything

When Jorod returned to the hall, Richard was still discussing orders with several upper-level officials of the White Wizard Legion.

Facing several senior leaders of the White Wizard Legion, Richard said calmly:

"If the master is not in a hurry to use it, he might as well wait a few more years. I am currently planning to upgrade the structure of the spell support vehicle.

The upgraded spell support vehicle has better performance. "

"Oh? It seems that the war master has gained a lot this time." The commander of the Lieyang Legion smiled.

The power of the spell support vehicle has spread among the White Wizard Legion with the end of the Red Sun World War. This kind of movable spell collection can be used for only a few hundred mana, and any white wizard legion can see its value.

In particular, this weapon has been tested on the battlefield, and its performance and reliability have been witnessed by many wizards.

Richard said modestly: "The harvest is okay, but it is not as good as those masters who really fight on the battlefield."

"Then we will wait for the good news, Master."

Several high-level military officials dispersed, and Jorod also came to Richard's side.

"Master Richard, you are also a big shot now." Joe Lord joked.

When Richard heard this, he shook his head repeatedly:

"Teacher, please stop mocking me, what kind of master am I?

I am a little wizard over three hundred years old, but I am just lucky enough to be able to communicate with these big shots. When it comes to true knowledge, I am a big apprentice. "

Hearing his student being so self-effacing, Jorod waved his hand and said:

"Excessive humility is pride. The fact that your work is so popular is a reflection of your ability. And..."

Richard looked at Richard a lot, squinted his eyes and said:

"I told you why I couldn't see through you before. When did you get to the second ring without making a sound?

I remember that I didn’t give you the ceremony to advance to the second ring. "

"Really, teacher, you remember it wrong." Richard pretended to be stupid, "You have just been promoted, so it is normal for you to forget some things."

Qiao Luode glared at him: "Yes, I am so old and confused that I don't even know about my own student's promotion."

"No way, it is normal to lose memory after coming out of the darkness of the soul." Richard said with a smile, "Teacher, you have been promoted to the third ring. Now you are young and strong at this age."

Jorod was relieved after hearing this and no longer dwelled on this issue.

How Richard was promoted to the second ring was his business. As a mentor, he was overstepping his bounds by always asking for details.

The two came to the terrace.

"This time, did that old guy Vladimir tell you about resource development?"

On the terrace, Joe Lord asked with a serious face.

Richard nodded, took out a contract from his magic pocket and handed it to Jorod.

"Master Vladimir has done a great job in this matter. If he hadn't been the one to connect me, the veins of the Red Sun Gold Pattern Stone would definitely not have fallen into my hands."

Jorod glanced at the contract, raised his head and said:

"Fifty thousand tons? The reserves are a bit low. What do you mean, this thing is selling well?"

Richard did not speak, but took out the bottle of ink that Talhe gave him from his pocket.

"Teacher, look at this, I made it accidentally."

Jorod took the ink and used magic to pick up a drop from it.

"Yes, the quality is good, high-grade alchemical ink. This thing is really easy to sell."

Hearing Jorod's comment, Richard smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "Teacher, take a closer look and write a rune on it."

"Huh? What else is special about this thing?"

Jorod took out a quill, dipped it in ink, and was about to write. But as his magic power entered the quill, a ball of flame suddenly appeared on the tip of the quill.

"Huh? That's interesting."

Jorod looked slightly shocked and drew a rune on the railing of the terrace. After seeing the flames on the runes that grew stronger with the input of magic power, Jorod immediately understood another use of the ink.

"Okay, okay!"

Jorod looked at the flaming rune and said three good words in a row.

As an alchemist wizard, he is very aware of the benefits of this ink that can show the wear and tear of runes.

Jorrod smiled at Richard and said, "You also said that you are not a master, but your work as a wizard can support our entire chamber of commerce."

Richard scratched his head: "But the recipe for making this thing has not been completely clarified, so it cannot be sold yet."

Qiao Luode said indifferently: "Then let's explore the formula. Right now, there are only two of us in the Chamber of Commerce, and we don't need to pay anyone.

And I also have my own alchemy workshop, so there is no shortage of magic essence for the time being. One spell support vehicle is enough for us to earn a lot of money. "

Richard nodded and immediately raised a new topic.

"Teacher, how much do you know about magic arrays? I plan to customize a long-distance teleportation array and place it in Chiyang World."

"Teleportation array? Let me think about it."

Jorod banged his head and began to search for information about the teleportation array in his sea of ​​memories.

"Oh, I remembered. I have a friend in the association. He is quite good at this. I will go look for him in two days to see if he is still alive."

"Alive?" Richard said in shock.

Jolord stroked his beard, a hint of memory in his eyes.

"I haven't been in contact with that old guy for a while. This old guy is hundreds of years older than me, and he doesn't have the ritual materials to advance to the third ring. Counting the days, he should not have much time."

Richard was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Master Vladimir seems to be getting ready."

"Well, it's true. Old Vladimir is going to die too."

Jorode's face suddenly lost its happiness, and a trace of loneliness hung on it.

All his old friends are going to die.

For the immortal species, the feeling brought by the death of friends is even more unforgettable.

Some wizards often spend a lot of time wandering among the graves of their friends. They walk from one grave to another, constantly recalling the past on the way, and finally die on the way to the next grave.

Such somewhat crazy wizards are called wanderers by wizards, also known as living undead.

Those who know their past are dead, and they have become alone in this world.

However, Jorode is obviously not such a wizard. He once talked about this kind of wizard with Richard. He called this kind of wizards those with weak beliefs.

Wizards should pursue the truth all their lives, and friends are just companions. They can't stop just because their companions are dead.

"Okay, then leave it to you, teacher."

Soon, the banquet came to an end.

At the end of the banquet, the wizards who had come in the past few days gathered in the hall. The Great Wizard of the Black Tower came in person and announced that Joe Lord would become the vice president of the Black Tower Wizard Academy.

Joe Lord was smiling beside the Great Wizard of the Black Tower, and Richard took the opportunity to record this scene with the crystal ball.

…

On the third day after the banquet, on the 56th floor of the Central Black Tower.

Dong Dong Dong!

A knock on the door woke Richard from his sleep.

"Who is it?" A lazy female voice came from Richard's arms.

"I don't know, I'll go and see."

Richard moved Ellie away from his arms, put on a wizard robe and came to the door.

When he opened the door, Richard was immediately shocked.

Outside the door, Joe Lord was stroking his beard and looking at him with a smile.

"Teacher, what do you want?"

Jolod looked like an experienced person, and said with a smile: "It seems that I came at the wrong time. You just came back from the battlefield."

Richard smiled awkwardly: "You tell me about it."

Jolod waved his hand: "The teleportation array you mentioned before, my old friend is still alive. If you have time in the next few days, we will go to find him."

Richard immediately returned to the room and changed his clothes.

"Master Jolod wants to see you?"

Ellie yawned, and the sun shone on the bed through the window. Her naked body was even more attractive in the sun.

"Yes, I have to go to a master who is about to die of old age to do something. If I go too late, he might be gone."

Richard turned a blind eye to this scene. She changed her clothes and walked to Ellie and kissed her gently.

"Go back first. I think you haven't lost the key to my wizard tower. Clean up the room. I have some 'ideas' recently and need your help."

Richard put extra emphasis on the word "ideas", which made Ellie blush.

She whispered coquettishly: "What ideas do you have, primitive people who are physically evolved!"

Richard smiled mysteriously: "You will know later."

...

Jorode, the old friend, does not live in the Tower of Truth. In fact, a considerable number of wizards in the wizard world do not live in the Tower of Truth.

After all, the rent of ten magic spirits a year is not expensive, but it is definitely not cheap.

After flying in the wilderness for nearly a month and changing the direction several times, Jorode finally found the residence of his old friend.

It was a black wizard tower standing in the wilderness.

Around the wizard tower, there is a small town with a large population.

This wizard tower is not in the sphere of influence of any wizard academy. It is an independent human gathering place outside the wizard academy. This is the first time Richard has seen it.

"It's nothing rare. Wizards also need helpers." Qiao Luode said lightly, "These wizards who settled in the Wizard Continent usually build a small city around the Wizard Tower to select wizard apprentices.

But these apprentices are not as lucky as you. They basically have no chance of becoming wizards."

The two landed in front of the Wizard Tower, and Qiao Luode stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, a middle-aged wizard apprentice opened the door.

The middle-aged apprentice saw Qiao Luode and immediately said respectfully: "You are Master Qiao Luode, the mentor has been waiting for you for a long time."

The two walked into the Wizard Tower. On the first floor of the Wizard Tower, an old wizard with gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses on his face was flipping through a thick magic book.

"Leo, long time no see."

Jolod stepped forward and greeted him. The old wizard who was reading put down the book and said helplessly:

"Jolod, you are still the same. Can't you wait for a while while I read?"

Leo stood up and hugged Jolod. Then, he looked at Richard behind Jolod.

"This is...your student? How come you are always so lucky to recruit students, old bastard?"

Leo punched Jolod and then got off the chair again.

Richard saw that this wizard Leo actually made a wheelchair. Behind the wheelchair, some alchemical machines with potions were constantly running, and pipes and needles continuously transported these potions into Leo's body.

This seems to be a life-support device.

The life breath of wizard Leo has decayed to the point of almost withering.

Leo took out two transparent crystals the size of a human head from his magic pocket. There seemed to be countless runes flowing in the crystals.

"These two are space beacons. With space beacons, any wizard who knows about teleportation arrays can make a teleportation array.

As for me..."

Leo patted the wheelchair under him.

"My old bones can't stand the tossing of going to another world."