A year later, Jie Ming successfully completed the preliminary work assisting Dean Avery Knight with the plane integration.
Freeing himself from the tedious tasks of calibrating energy nodes, monitoring environmental parameters, and laying basic arrays, he let out a long sigh of relief.
This meant that, until the next five-year enrollment cycle, he finally had a relatively uninterrupted period of free time.
Walking back to the mentor’s office assigned to him by the academy, Jie Ming couldn’t help but reflect.
For formal wizards, whose research and exploration often spanned decades or centuries, a five-year enrollment cycle felt excessively frequent.
That amount of time might not even suffice to optimize a slightly complex wizardry model.
As he pondered, a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the corridor ahead.
“Yo, Junior Brother! Done with your task?” Senior Sister Viola appeared with her usual mix of laziness and sharp-eyed alertness, but today, her face betrayed a barely concealed… joy?
“Senior Sister,” Jie Ming nodded in greeting.
Noticing her expression and recalling that her name wasn’t on the plane transformation project list, he probed, “You seem in a good mood. Did you… get students?”“Smart!” Viola snapped her fingers, her smile widening. “Two little ones, both under my Potions Studies!”
Jie Ming felt a pang of envy.
Having students to pass on one’s knowledge was always cause for joy. He sincerely congratulated her. “Congrats, Senior Sister.”
But Viola tilted her head, scrutinizing his expression.
Then she pouted, seeming dissatisfied. “Just envy? Nothing else? Like… jealousy? Or feeling it’s unfair that I got students?”
Jie Ming was taken aback by the odd question and laughed. “Senior Sister, that’s a strange request.”
Viola waved it off, explaining, “Fine, fine. I’ll tell you. One of my students chose a ‘safe’ logistics faction because their wizard parents advised them before enrollment, though they’re still clueless. The other one? Purely obsessed with myths about ‘miraculous potions’ for immortality or instant power and dove right in. Neither saw through the academy’s setup with their own wisdom.”
Jie Ming was surprised. “Sounds like… you’re not disappointed? You seem pretty happy.”
“Of course I’m happy!” Viola’s eyes curved into crescents, but her smile sent a chill down Jie Ming’s spine. “These two kids, average in aptitude, struggle so much with the basics of Potions Studies. Their daily misery is just perfect… uh, perfect teaching feedback material! Watching them squirm makes my day!”
Jie Ming: “…”
He shook his head inwardly, regretting his question.
With his Senior Sister’s twisted sense of fun, how could she have a normal mentor’s mindset?
Silently mourning the two unfortunate apprentices caught in her “clutches” for a tenth of a second, he quickly bid Viola farewell and fled the corridor’s eerie, gleeful atmosphere.
Back in his mostly unused mentor’s office, Jie Ming activated the built-in teleportation array.
In a flash of light, he returned to his true home—the core laboratory on the Infernal Sulfur Plane.
Two years passed quietly in focused research.
While Jie Ming was immersed in optimizing the structure of the divine faith network’s energy circuits, an urgent communication request interrupted his thoughts.
He frowned, slightly annoyed, but when he saw the sender’s information on the communicator, his expression softened, and a rare smile of eager anticipation spread across his face.
It was Noren Workshop’s official logistics department!
He immediately connected the call, and a formal yet clear voice came through: “Lord Jie Ming, the ‘Pan-Plane Adaptive Multifunctional Precision Manufacturing Platform’ you ordered has arrived. Please prepare to receive it.”
“It’s finally here!” Jie Ming’s heart surged with excitement.
He swiftly authorized the transfer, activating the highest-level receiving array on the Infernal Sulfur Plane.
With a powerful spatial fluctuation, a massive shadow appeared above the open ground outside the laboratory, like a steel cloud pressing down.
Just as the colossal object was about to hit the ground, intricate anti-gravity arrays etched on its base lit up, emitting a soft hum, allowing it to hover steadily half a meter above the ground.
Simultaneously, layers of translucent energy shields shimmered across its surface, forming a tight protective barrier to ensure the delicate internal components were unaffected by transport or the harsh external environment.
Jie Ming stepped out of the laboratory, looking up at the long-awaited creation—a metal construct so massive it was awe-inspiring.
Its main structure was made of a matte, dark alloy, with sharp lines exuding industrial beauty.
Roughly rectangular, it spanned over fifty meters in length, with a width and height exceeding twenty meters, resembling a mobile metal fortress.
Its surface was dotted with interfaces, observation windows, energy conduits, and retractable mechanical arm bases.
Countless intricate runes, faint as stars, wove across the metal, forming an extraordinarily complex energy guidance and control network.
Most remarkably, the machine radiated an aura of “stability” and “inclusivity,” as if it could ignore environmental changes and function self-sufficiently.
This was the result of a sixth-grade wizard personally applying law stabilization, ensuring its core functions could operate under the fundamental rules of most planes.
This “Pan-Plane Adaptive Multifunctional Precision Manufacturing Platform” was, in essence, a super factory capable of fully automated production of specific wizard tools!
Its cost was so exorbitant that it could bankrupt many veteran fourth-grade wizards.
But for Jie Ming, whose “self-stabilizing field adjustment protocol” was a money-making machine, military merits were just numbers.
The real issue had been space.
In the past, his internal space was only the size of a room, too small to hold this behemoth or even slightly larger experimental equipment.
But things were different now.
Breaking through to the Golden Core Realm had not only transformed his power but vastly expanded his internal space.
The space within his dantian, tethered to his Golden Core, was now vast enough to house a small village.
Accommodating this automated factory and a wealth of raw materials was more than feasible!
At this moment, the vision Jie Ming had long nurtured finally had the foundation to become reality!