Chapter 284

One year later, Jie Ming successfully completed the preliminary foundational work for assisting Dean Avery Knight with the plane fusion.

Having extricated himself from those complex energy node calibrations, environmental parameter monitoring, and basic array laying tasks, he let out a long sigh of relief.

This meant that before the next five-year enrollment cycle arrived, he finally possessed a relatively complete period of rest time that he could freely manage.

Walking on the path back to the instructor's office assigned to him by the academy, Jie Ming could not help but feel moved.

For official wizards who conduct research and exploration in units of decades or centuries, a five-year enrollment cycle indeed seems overly dense.

In this amount of time, he probably wouldn't even be able to complete the optimization of a slightly complex wizardry model.

While he was deep in thought, a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the corridor ahead.

"Yo, Junior! Is the mission over?" Senior Sister Wei Aola was still in that state of being somewhat lazy yet with eyes hiding a sharp glint, only today, there was clearly a trace of... joy on her face that she could not conceal?

"Senior Sister." Jie Ming nodded in greeting.

Looking at her expression, he felt a bit curious, and combining this with the fact that he hadn't seen her on the plane transformation project list earlier, he tentatively asked: "Seeing you in such a good mood, could it be... that you've received students?"

"Smart!" Wei Aola snapped her fingers, the smile on her face becoming even more radiant, "Two little ones, both assigned to my Potionology sect!"

Upon hearing this, Jie Ming did indeed feel a trace of envy in his heart.

Having students to inherit one's own knowledge was, after all, a matter worth being happy about. He sincerely congratulated her: "Congratulations, Senior Sister."

However, Wei Aola tilted her head and carefully scrutinized Jie Ming's expression.

She then pouted, appearing somewhat dissatisfied: "Is it just envy? Isn't there anything else? Like... jealousy? Or feeling unfair or angry because I snatched up students?"

Jie Ming was taken aback by this strange question and couldn't help but laugh: "Senior Sister, your requirements are a bit too strange."

Wei Aola waved her hand and explained: "Forget it, forget it. Let me tell you, those two students of mine, one is because their parents are wizards and they were given pointers before enrollment; although they were confused themselves, they still obediently chose a 'safe' logistics sect."

"As for the other one, they simply listened to too many myths and fantasies about 'magical potions' that can make people immortal and instantly powerful, which is why they dove in headfirst. It wasn't because they used any wisdom to see through the academy's layout."

Jie Ming was somewhat surprised: "It sounds like... Senior Sister, you don't seem disappointed? Instead, you're quite happy?"

"Of course I'm happy!" Wei Aola's eyes curved into crescents, yet they revealed a hint of a smile that made Jie Ming's spine chill, "These two little ones have mediocre aptitude, and they are in such agony when learning the basic theories of Potionology; the way they look miserable every day is simply excellent research... uh, I mean, excellent teaching feedback material! Watching them struggle makes my mood exceptionally pleasant every day!"

Jie Ming: "..."

He couldn't help but shake his head inwardly, secretly sighing that he had really asked a redundant question.

With this Senior Sister's twisted sense of humor, how could she possibly have a normal instructor's mindset?

He silently mourned for 0.1 seconds for the two little apprentices who had unfortunately fallen into the "clutches," then quickly bid farewell to Wei Aola and fled from this corridor filled with an eerie, pleasant atmosphere.

Returning to his instructor's office, which was vacant most of the time, Jie Ming directly activated the built-in teleportation array.

With a flash of light, he returned to his true place of belonging—the core laboratory of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

Two years passed quietly in focused research.

Just as Jie Ming was immersed in the structural optimization of the divine power belief network energy circuit, a burst of urgent communication request chimes interrupted his thoughts.

He frowned with some displeasure, but when he saw the contact information displayed on the communicator, his brows instantly smoothed out, and his face even revealed a rare smile filled with intense anticipation.

It was the official logistics department of the Nuolun Workshop!

He immediately connected the communication, and a formulaic yet clear voice came from the other side: "Lord Jie Ming, the 'Pan-Plane Adaptive Multi-functional Precision Manufacturing Platform' you ordered has arrived; please prepare to receive it."

"It's finally here!" Jie Ming felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

He quickly authorized and opened the highest-authority receiving array of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

Following a burst of intense spatial fluctuations, a huge shadow suddenly appeared above the open space outside the laboratory, as if a steel cloud was pressing down.

Just at the moment the behemoth was about to crash to the ground, the complex anti-gravity array engraved on its bottom lit up in time, emitting a soft hum, causing this giant object to steadily hover half a meter above the ground.

At the same time, layers of translucent energy shields circulated on the object's surface, forming a tight defense to ensure that the internal precision components would not be affected by transport jolts or the harsh external environment.

Jie Ming walked out of the laboratory and looked up at this creation he had been longing for—this was a metal creation so huge it was shocking.

Its main structure was composed of a matte dark alloy, with lines that were rigid and full of industrial aesthetics.

The overall shape was roughly rectangular, with a length exceeding fifty meters, and both its width and height were over twenty meters, comparable to a mobile metal fortress.

The machine's surface was covered with various interfaces, observation windows, energy conduits, and retractable mechanical arm bases.

Countless runes as fine as stars flickered on the metal surface, forming an extremely complex energy guidance and control network.

The most peculiar thing was that the entire machine exuded an aura of "stability" and "inclusivity," as if it could ignore the changes in the surrounding environment and exist as a self-contained entity.

This was precisely the result of a Tier 6 wizard personally taking action and applying law solidification, ensuring that its core functions could operate normally under the basic rules of the vast majority of planes.

This "Pan-Plane Adaptive Multi-functional Precision Manufacturing Platform," to put it plainly, was a super factory capable of fully automatic production of specific wizarding tools!

Its high price was enough to bankrupt many veteran Tier 4 wizards.

But for Jie Ming, who possessed the "Self-Stabilizing Field Regulation Protocol" cash cow, military merits were just numbers.

What truly troubled him was actually another problem—space.

In the past, the space inside his body was only the size of a room; let alone this behemoth, even slightly larger experimental equipment couldn't be stuffed in.

However, today is different from the past.

The breakthrough to the Jin Dan Stage brought not only a qualitative change in power but also a huge expansion of the space within his body.

Now, the space within his dantian that existed attached to the Jin Dan was vast enough to accommodate a small village.

Putting down this automatic factory and a massive amount of raw materials was more than enough!

At this moment, the concept that had been brewing in Jie Ming's heart for a long time finally possessed the foundation for realization!

(End of chapter)