"This..."
Hearing his teacher's words, Jeming was startled at heart.
Clark, appearing indifferent, handed the Space Expansion Bag directly towards Jeming again:
"It's not as exaggerated as you imagine. It's just so superficial research, probably enough to help you get past this pitfall in front of you."
"And it's not free, Wizards believe in equivalent exchange, you have to pay points!"
Jeming instinctively took the Space Expansion Bag, opened it, and found it filled with piles of papers and crystal tablets.
They were densely packed with runes, formulas, analytical diagrams, and various handwritten notes.
These manuscripts contained the research dedication of a Sixth Level Wizard over hundreds of years, their value imasurable.
Holding this heavy gift, Jeming couldn't help but feel touched.
He knew too well the value of such core research materials.
Under normal circumstances, such core research, particularly involving Plane Level or even higher Law knowledge, would never be sold outside.
Because they are often the most core wealth of a wizard, the foundation of their livelihood.
Although Professor Clark also stated a rather high "price," clearly indicating these manuscripts were not free.
But Jeming knew that this price, for other wizards, even Second or Third Level ones, would be enough to bankrupt them.
But for him, the price Clark nad was rely the value of two Red Dust Potions.
Clark certainly knew Jeming's current efficiency in producing Red Dust Potions and was well aware of Jeming's current assets.
For Jeming right now, it was practically giving him these core knowledge for free.
This favor was undoubtedly imnse.
"Professor..."
"What?" Clark cut off a piece of flesh glowing with a ghostly blue light and put it in his mouth, looking at Jeming's question with an expressionless face.
Jeming's lips moved slightly, unsure of what to say: "Thank you very much..."
"You are still my student after all, if your level is too poor, they will question my standards, which is not good for my future product sales." Clark wiped his mouth with a handkerchief expressionlessly.
"Now pride doesn't have a market, Professor..." Jeming twitched his mouth, but dared not voice his complaints.
"But I still want to thank you for your guidance. With this knowledge, my research can continue."
Clark nodded slightly: "Equivalent exchange, it's nothing more than so outdated research, I haven't lost anything."
"If this isn't enough, I can also explain the situation to my own professor." Professor Clark added, "In this trial on the Elorcia Plane, the Alchemy Path should have captured a few Divine Spirits. I can have my professor act as an interdiary to see if we can purchase knowledge from others researched from Divine Spirits, or even so samples of Divine Spirits."
Jeming's heart skipped a beat, samples of Divine Spirits were dream research material.
Remnants or fragnts of Souls of Divine Spirits often contained the most core Law information, which would be a trendous help in studying the Divine Power Faith Network.
However, after carefully considering it, he still refused Professor Clark's offer.
"Professor, I appreciate your generosity," Jeming spoke sincerely and firmly, "but I've decided not to consider deeper involvent for now."
He looked at Professor Clark, his eyes shining with clarity after deep contemplation: "If I once thought I could quickly understand the Divine Power Faith Network, after such a long period of research, the more I know, the more I realize my previous naivety."
"This thing, worthy as lifelong top core knowledge for a wizard," Jeming remarked, "to fully understand it may take imasurable ti. My urgent priority now is to enhance my own strength."
Professor Clark looked at him, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.
Jeming's choice, while giving up the imdiate imnse temptation, showed his clear understanding of his own path and a deep comprehension of the essence of power.
This was a sign of maturity.
"You are responsible for the decisions you make. This is the path of a wizard."
Professor Clark nodded lightly, then changed the subject: "Of course, if you just now recklessly asked to make contact, such a fool would no longer qualify as my student."
Jeming's eyelid twitched, knowing that his professor wasn't joking.
If he had indeed made the wrong choice just now, Clark might indeed have helped him contact soone, but perhaps it would also have been the last ti he visited his professor's "Wizard Tower."
"Originally, you kept insisting on a Seventh Level large Energy pool, and I was worried you might have beco too arrogant, but now I see you indeed have your own considerations, which reassures ."
Jeming was startled when he heard this: "Then the Seventh Level large Energy pool..."
"Rest assured, I'm not a scoundrel, I've indeed arranged it for you." Clark glanced at his apprentice.
Seeing Jeming's relieved expression, he couldn't help but shake his head: "But to put it bluntly, even if I've arranged it, you won't get it anyti soon. Given the construction difficulty of a Seventh Level large Energy pool, even my professor would take at least a hundred years to complete it."
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