Upon deciding, Lor closed his eyes again, his spiritual power diving into the sea of consciousness, activating Microscope Witchcraft to continue exploring the Space Rune.
...
Two and a half years later.
In a castle approximately two hundred and thirty miles from the Wizard Tower in Lor City.
A young man wearing a Bicolor Wizard Robe, with two rings at the collar but only possessing spiritual power at the third apprentice level, suddenly appeared in the castle bedroom.
This person was the player, Forest Chis Chant, who rushed back to Lor City at the last mont of the beta test.
"It’s finally the public test, I’ve waited two whole months for this day!" Forest Chis Chant exclaid, then froze in place.
He looked at the dusty, decayed furniture and rooms filled with cobwebs, completely stunned.
Only after a long mont did he snap back to reality, wailing, "No way, just two months, how did it beco so dilapidated?"
This furniture wasn’t ordinary; he had spent nearly one hundred thousand contribution points on these good items.
He had planned to invite friends to his place to show off, but now, what’s there to show off?
Forest Chis Chant let out a painful sigh and stepped out of the bedroom, opened the castle door, intending to walk out.
But the next second, he froze again.
On the long street outside, the hustle and bustle of people were constant, with countless shops lining the roads.
Inside the shops, various magic artifacts, potions, and extraordinary materials were displayed.
It was completely different from what he saw before logging off.
Before he logged off, this place was quite deserted.
How could it completely change in just two months?
Besides that, that magnificent Wizard Tower standing in the city also caught his eye.
All these changes were so significant that he couldn’t quite react.
Before he could think further, a middle-aged wizard in a black One-Ring Wizard Robe suddenly flew over from afar, landed in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Are you a player?"
Spiritual power not matching the wizard robe tier, and also a wizard apprentice erging from this centuries-old abandoned castle.
Such conditions seed to match only the players emphasized by Master Agular for special attention.
"Yes, pal, what’s going on here?" Forest Chis Chant pointed to the bustling long street and then to the Wizard Tower further away, asking, "How co everything changed so much in just two months?"
"Pal?"
The middle-aged wizard in a black robe was montarily stunned, then realized the player was addressing him, didn’t mind the strange address, and patiently explained, "Not two months, it’s been over a hundred years since your disappearance."
"I’m the Law Enforcent Wizard of Lor City, and now I request you follow to the Wizard Tower for re-registration."
"Additionally, there’s a special task introduced to you, which is issued by our Tower Master."
"Of course, whether to accept it is your freedom, the Tower Master won’t force you."
"What? Over a hundred years?" Forest Chis Chant was sowhat dazed, allowing the middle-aged wizard in a black robe to apply the Floating Technique and take him to the Wizard Tower.
He truly hadn’t expected that this ga’s update would be asured in centuries.
If those he knew before hadn’t beco Official Wizards, wouldn’t they all be dead?
...
The beta players were bewildered upon arrival, while the alpha players were extrely excited.
Celestial Horse Company’s advertisent was genuine.
100% realism.
Unbelievable!
Before these players could run around and cause chaos, managers of each Wizard Tower, upon receiving the news of players’ re-arrival, imdiately followed previous plans, dispatching town wizard apprentices to guide players to gather and await spaceship escort from the Wizard Tower.
As for players ignoring guidance, wizard apprentices didn’t bother, letting them go.
But if anyone caused chaos in town, touching things everywhere, they would be legally detained in the small Wizard Tower at the town center.
According to instructions, although players can’t be killed, detaining them was quite effective.
Detain them for a few days, most of them would beco obedient.
...
On the top floor of a purple Wizard Tower in Eastern Milton Continent.
"Where is the fitting point between the Domain and Origin Container?" Thunder Elent Speaker Theo scratched his head, his face filled with frustration.
According to Francis, to fuse the Domain and Origin Container, finding a fitting point first is the initial step to break through the Sixth Ring.
Yet over these many years, he still couldn’t find where that fitting point is.
"No, no, I’m being too impatient."
Theo suddenly paused, took a deep breath, suppressing his restless emotions, his eyes regaining clarity, "I should find sothing else to do now; perhaps it’s more appropriate to search for the fitting point soti later."
He deeply understood his shortcomings, but unfortunately, it’s hard to change this flaw, only constantly introspecting, reflecting.
Theo took out the Continent Communication Device from the Space Ring, intending to look at the new witchcraft models published by the little guys, but in the next instant, his gaze was captured by a ssage.
"Players have truly returned again?!" A glimr of happiness appeared on Theo’s face, imdiately contacting an assistant to bring over so players for research from the Betula continent.
Compared to witchcraft models, these peculiar creatures known as players evidently attract his attention more.
Perhaps during this research on players, he could gain so inspiration and find the fitting point in one hit?
Simultaneously, in the wizard towers of Continents, all legislators and speakers who saw the notification took the sa action as Theo.
Last ti when players arrived, they were in the Abyss, unable to conduct research.
It seed Speaker Lole over there made so discoveries but was unwilling to share them.
No choice, they could only conduct their own research.
...
In the study room on the top floor of Lor Wizard Tower.
Lor opened his eyes, depicted the newly explored incomplete foundational space rune onto parchnt, and then habitually took out the Continent Communication Device for a glance.
"Oh, have players finally descended again?" Seeing the ssage titled as Agular’s latest report, Lor’s eyes glinted brightly and imdiately clicked in.
In this report ssage, Agular made a rough count of the descending players, totaling around two million.
Among them, most landed on their Agate Great Plains, totaling fifty-three thousand seven hundred and twenty-six.
Attached behind were rough numbers of players landing in other parts of the Betula continent, which he rely glanced over.
"I’ve prepared 6000 billion Magic Crystals, I hope you don’t let down," Lor thought, filled with anticipation.
If players could consu the six thousand billion Magic Crystals within two years, it would bring him 30 point Origin Point yield.
Of course, this would probably be impossible.
As long as players can consu two thousand billion Magic Crystals, he would be satisfied.
"Everything has been arranged, no need for further attention, just wait another year, likely then the utility of Insight Permission will be known." Lor thought secretly.
...
A year passed quickly.
On the top floor of Lor Wizard Tower.
Lor recorded the newly explored rune fragnt, rubbed his hands excitedly, and ntally commanded, "Open the sequence panel."
[Sequence: Ninety-seven million six hundred fifty-eight thousand seven hundred seventy-three
Opened permission: 1: Insight.
Origin Points: 3, 55.17%]
Seeing the added 3 Origin Points and disappearing lack of Origin Point warning, Lor slowly exhaled, focusing his attention on the word Insight.
Instantly, Insight transford into an option.
[Insight: 1: Microscopic Insight.
2: Macroscopic Insight.]
"Microscopic and Macroscopic, hmm..." Glancing at the newly erged two options, Lor pondered for a mont, eventually clicking on Macroscopic Insight.
If he guessed correctly, Microscopic Insight’s effect should be an advanced version of Microscope Witchcraft able to swiftly collect Space Runes.
Although this result wasn’t terribly good, it’s not too bad either, at least it would save him much ti.
As for what Macroscopic Insight does, he genuinely didn’t know.
At the mont Lor clicked Macroscopic Insight, before his eyes suddenly erged an endless blue river spanning through ages and history.
In the river’s flow, he seed to glimpse his past, and many different futures.
"Does such a thing as the River of Ti truly exist in the world?" Lor was instantly stunned.
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