A few years later.
Jeming looked at the five Black Giants in front of him, each over ten ters tall, their bodies robust and exuding an aura of pure destruction, with a trace of undisguised satisfaction on his face.
These Black Giants had perfect physiques, their shell as black as ink, flowing with a visible chill.
They stood there like five dormant volcanoes, ready to erupt at any mont.
Through the Soul Link, he clearly sensed the leader of these five Black Giants, the strongest one, had already reached the level of Third Level Creatures.
The remaining four, although slightly inferior, were also firmly at the level of Second Level Creatures.
Although to allow the Incubation Pool to quickly nurture these high-level Black Giants, Jeming had consud a large amount of energy from newly purchased small Elental Pools over the past few years.
But fortunately, the results achieved by these efforts were remarkable and astounding, completing Jeming’s original idea.
"However, the results are still quite far from what I initially expected..." Jeming slightly frowned, evaluating inwardly.
"Although Elental Creatures depend very little on matter at birth, the energy required far exceeds expectations. Even after using so many small Elental Pools, the speed of nurturing these creatures is still unsatisfactory."
Thinking of this, Jeming turned to glance at the huge Incubation Pool behind him.
In the depths of the pool, several juvenile Black Giants, whose surfaces had not yet fully solidified, emitting faint life waves, were slowly incubating.
Based on the current energy supply and incubation speed, it would take at least several years, or even decades, for them to break through.
"Even the Black Giants that have been successfully nurtured have not fully realized their potential. The resource limitations at birth still sowhat impacted their developnt, and the subsequent improvents will depend on future circumstances." Jeming calculated silently in his heart.
After these thoughts, Jeming habitually glanced at his terminal.
The light screen clearly reminded him of today’s visit appointnt.
A few months ago, Professor Clark had already sent a ssage via communication: The greatly expensive Seventh Level Large Elental Pool he ordered was complete, asking him to find ti for reception procedures.
In response, Jeming felt a bit impatient.
He could already imagine the qualitative transformation his laboratory and even the entire Purgatory Sulfur Plane would undergo once having that Artificial Elental Plane!
Yet at the sa ti, he also felt a little nervous.
After all, the Seventh Level Large Elental Pool was not ordinary rchandise.
Though it contained only a complete Fire Elental Rule, its special nature and structure allowed it to be classified among "planes" even in the endless Chaotic Void!
Naturally, such an object could not be transported through regular Teleportation Arrays.
Apart from the most famous strategic-level Teleportation Array of the Wizard Civilization, few arrays could accommodate the spatial specifications of a "plane" under normal circumstances.
Forcibly teleporting it could only lead to catastrophic results.
Thus, the thod of transporting this Seventh Level Large Elental Pool appeared very..."primitive."
It could only choose a stable and safe route, and have a Sixth Level Wizard "control" the Elental Pool to navigate through the Chaotic Void, similar to conquering other planes.
Upon reaching the destination, it would then be "embedded" into the Purgatory Sulfur Plane owned by Jeming.
Under normal circumstances, for the confidentiality of one’s plane, the wizard who purchased the Seventh Level Large Elental Pool would personally "open" the plane.
However, Jeming’s level was really too low, lacking both the qualification and ability to control an "Artificial Plane."
Therefore, the task had to be executed by soone else.
And the person to control this plane...inevitably, was Professor Clark, the interdiary in this massive deal.
With the thought of his ntor soon coming to the Purgatory Sulfur Plane and inspecting his ho base and research achievents, Jeming suddenly had a subtle feeling reminiscent of having a horoom teacher visit his ho during his student days.
Soon, it was the appointed ti.
The sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane underwent an anomaly at this mont.
The normally dark red canopy, composed of volcanic ash and sulfur gas, suddenly twisted violently.
In an instant, the entire plane’s atmosphere was vibrating!
Because Jeming had not yet advanced to Sixth Level, he also lacked the ability to manipulate the core of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Unable to personally manipulate the plane to open the plane barrier and actively receive the imminent Large Elental Pool.
He could only watch as the two planes, following so gravitational law and rule in the void, slowly and steadfastly fused together.
After about a day of trembling, that Seventh Level Large Elental Pool, radiating dazzling firelight, was finally completely embedded into Jeming’s Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Its enormous form radiated a brilliance comparable to a star, making it seem like an eternal blazing sun added to the sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane!
After the Large Elental Pool was embedded, Clark’s figure descended slowly from the high sky.
Passing through the energy shield in midair, he ca before Jeming.
"Congratulations, Jeming, your big fellow has arrived." Professor Clark’s voice was as calm as ever.
Clark casually tossed him a Space Expansion Bag, roughly the size of a dozen cubic ters.
Jeming took the bag and looked inside.
The Space Expansion Bag was densely packed, neatly arranged with fingernail-sized tal plates.
Jeming recognized these items.
These could be considered the Magic Network Terminal’s specialized "Information Storage Cards."
Each tal plate stored a massive amount of data.
Jeming had a bad premonition, but he still looked up at Clark: "Professor, what’s the content inside this?"
Clark’s face was expressionless as he calmly stated, "Those are the ’Seventh Level Large Elental Pool’ operation manuals."
"If you don’t thoroughly study all the related knowledge and operational details stored in these cards, I wouldn’t recomnd you to engage with the Elental Pool in the sky just yet."
Jeming was shocked and widened his eyes!
Just an operation manual needed such an enormous amount of knowledge storage?
He could already imagine the terrifying amount of ti and effort required to fully master this Elental Pool.
With difficulty, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wiped cold sweat while laughing, "It was a hassle to have you make this trip..."
Subsequently, under Jeming’s lead, Clark strolled around the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Sowhat surprisingly, Clark showed approval of this plane’s conditions.
He comnted, "Although for most naturally growing creatures, the environnt here is undoubtedly extrely harsh. But for many Elental Creatures, especially those related to the Fire Attribute, it is a rather suitable nurturing environnt."
"Moreover, the resources are plentiful, saving a lot of funds in later construction... although the environnt is indeed harsh, overall it’s quite a valuable plane."
Recently, Clark’s research into Active Planes entered a critical phase and had made significant progress, so he didn’t stay long on the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
After a brief tour, he gave Jeming a simple farewell, and then left the Purgatory Sulfur Plane via the Teleportation Array.
Saw off the Professor Clark who ca and went like the wind.
Jeming thought about it and didn’t imdiately start studying those "manuals."
After all, he wouldn’t be staying for more than a few years, so it’s better to handle another important matter first.
He turned around and sat in the Teleportation Array, heading for the "Boundary Point."
Now is about the right ti... almost ti to register!
...
...
Returning once again to the "Boundary Point," this massive war hub floating in the endless Chaotic Void looked just as bustling as it did the first ti Jeming had co.
Countless wizards in various forms moved back and forth like diligent worker ants on the broad streets.
Alien slaves with either handso or delicate appearances stood in storefronts, warmly waving to the passing wizards.
In the distance, at the space dock, massive warships were being replenished, emitting a heavy rumbling.
The air was filled with faint energy particles, mixed with various otherworldly creature scents, forming a unique tense yet vibrant atmosphere specific to this place.
Except for the initial registration and battle participation, Jeming had co here a few other tis while dealing with materials brought back from the Ice and Fla Plane.
Therefore, he was quite familiar with the layout here.
Taking a glance at the continuously flashing Teleportation Array nearby, Jeming walked straight towards the iconic, towering "Affairs Center" like a spire.
However, just as he was halfway across an open-air floating plaza, soone called out to him from behind.
"Wizard Jeming? Please wait!" The voice was sowhat familiar.
Jeming stopped, turned towards the voice, and found an elderly wizard in a dark gray magic robe, with a lean face and gentle eyes had called out to him.
It was none other than "Master Roland" of the Tower of Annihilation, who had a high level of expertise in space technology.
Jeming felt slightly surprised, but he still stopped and politely responded, "Master Roland, long ti no see."
"Indeed, since our last transaction, we haven’t been in touch for quite so ti."
The two exchanged simple greetings.
After a bit of polite small talk, Master Roland suddenly leaned in, lowered his voice, and looked quite mysterious:
"Wizard Jeming, may I boldly ask... that recently circulated [Self-Stabilizing Field Regulation Protocol] technology, which caused quite a stir on the federation’s communication network... was it your creation?"
Jeming was surprised to hear this.
At the ti, the Artificial Intelligence Felix had asked if he wanted to reveal his na for recognition, and Jeming declined.
So theoretically, the person currently selling the Self-Stabilizing Field Regulation Protocol online should be kept confidential.
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