CHAPTER 87: CHAPTER 85: FOUNDATION ACCUMULATION

Early in the morning, the sky was just getting light.

The autumn wind swept through the streets, bringing a cool and desolate atmosphere.

This old neighborhood had already been purchased by Wadon and his two companions, but building such a massive complex wasn’t a simple task.

However, driven by money and using the most advanced modular construction techniques, at any cost, they quickly built a two-story villa to temporarily serve as their base of operations.

The interior decoration was not modern in style but carried a distinct Magic Academy vibe.

And the three of them, during each meeting, ceremoniously donned their wizard robes, wielded their staffs, and wore their wizard hats, looking very solemn and grave.

In their view, they were students of the Dark Night Elf Academy and took pride in it.

"The ancient coffin within chaos, the new god Elis ascends the throne, ushering in a mad era of the magic net," thoughts kept flashing through Wadon’s mind.

That world was not as peaceful as Earth.

Wars and power struggles seemed like a world war, no, a more terrifying chaotic era.

Like that extremely chaotic period in Roman Empire history, where in 49 years there were 26 different emperors, with power constantly shifting, coups, power grabs, internal conflicts, and wars.

"The newly appointed Abyss Monarch Emperor is not a wise ruler, but a madman," an elder from the Koben Clan sighed.

"I don’t have high hopes,"

Wadon stated bluntly, "But we have no choice. We’re just merchants in the academy, and even Sylph Dean is a target we can never hope to catch up with."

"There’s no need to worry. Our country is so strong, developing various technologies. Helping her break through a crystal wall is not a problem," Wadon boasted somewhat arrogantly, "With the backing of the strongest nation in our world, perhaps we can achieve something."

"Don’t be too proud. That’s the Ancient God, vast and indescribable. If it appeared in reality, our United States would have a hard time defeating it," a voice interrupted.

Although he didn’t want to dampen their spirits, the facts were as they were.

Leaving aside other mysterious powers, just that kind of size is comparable to Big Ivan, right?

If there were a fight, the entire Earth would be razed.

Like Einstein’s quote, after such a world war, in a fifth world war, people could only use primitive weapons like axes and sticks.

"So, that Elis Abyss Emperor is truly mad."

A sigh echoed, "We old men just want to study... Such a war of giants could crush Earth, as well as completely destroy the entire crystal wall Abyss World."

With that size, indeed, a few strides could traverse the entire Abyss World.

"We cannot use our ordinary logic to measure them."

The elder of the Koben Clan, completely gray-haired yet with clear eyes, said, "On their side, they have the world of the Creation God, capable of creating life... their Tower of Babel technology is also working on creating an Abyssal Giant God of civilization."

"Yes, we have to give it a try."

Wadon gazed far into the distance, "After all, we are students, just right to contribute technology, then observe, form a guild, use patents to earn product dividends, gain Contribution Points at the academy, and seize the opportunity to spy on them."

It’s always good to be prepared for the future.

Peering into the background of that magic world, the ancient existences within the cosmic chaos, can only be beneficial.

Perhaps one day, those mysterious Chaotic Universe Giant Gods may descend upon Earth, appearing outside the atmosphere?

The data from this war before us would be very important then!

And that mysterious ancient coffin, the ancient chaotic ferrymen, those incredible existences, instilling fear, mystery, vastness, and antiquity...

"Right, building the Giant God is rumored to be the first step, isn’t it?"

"Yes, don’t be fooled by her insanity; she actually has bold yet meticulous plans. Her first step is likely to use the Giant God as a massive ’ground launch tower’ to emit a tremendous consciousness wave towards the chaos universe’s outside of the crystal wall, with the intention of possessing a cell of a corpse in an attempt to land in that ancient coffin cemetery, right?"

"Ha! That’s truly interesting! Extraterrestrial landing?? Does that position remind you of the moon, much like the era when we perceived the cosmos during Apollo’s lunar exploration?"

"Hey! Wadon, you’re spot on! That Abyss Monarch Emperor landed on that ’moon,’ left the world for the first time, and declared: one small step for humanity, one giant leap for the Abyss, how about that?"

"That’s not humanity."

They, a few old men, were discussing matters inside.

In reality, they could detect many anomalies in that world.

But like Sylph, their minds were shielded by Li Qing against certain illogical discrepancies.

After all, their magic badges were biological computers, living entities, like "evil parasites" crouching in their heads, subordinates sent out by Li Qing, hypnotically bypassing certain aspects of cognitive awareness was not difficult.

Currently, they’ve opened a ’Tear of Freedom’ guild within the academy, a small venture with bicycles selling like hotcakes, though limited to common people.

Any Abyssal Nobles with some capital would purchase various flying lifeforms created by the Gods.

Since Elis devised the plan, the Gods at the Wizard Tower have been daring enough to rob openly.

While researching and pursuing truth at the Wizard Tower, they began seeking resources, creating some life forms like camel cows, cleaning slimes, bone staffs... different creations, dominating the high-end market.

Currently, their Tear of Freedom guild’s shell aircraft demon beasts are still under development.

Although providing blueprints for some not-so-advanced fighter technology, they could only invite Sylph Dean to collaborate on construction because they did not possess the ability to "create."

Gears, torque, and various aerodynamics applied to these Divine Beasts.

They even attempted to create biogenic power stations and batteries within their bodies as a reserve casting energy for wizards.

They also received their first share of 500 contribution points from selling technology, thanks to Sylph’s mentorship.

Of course, there were unexpected bonuses.

For example, the three old men modified their summoned skeleton in a test on "Skeleton and Combat Techniques" at the academy, participated in a tournament, and won third place, earning an unexpected 40 contribution points.

These contribution points are invaluable resources to these relatively weak apprentices.

And now, they have exchanged for three longevity potions, which repaired their internal organs to some extent, leaving them glowing with health, and the skin cell repair function is hundreds of times better than some anti-aging injections.

And the remaining contribution points can be used for extra classes, with 1 contribution point for an additional day of courses.

But the money still gets spent too quickly!

There are a few exchange projects they are envious of.

The Elf Race bloodline worth 30,000.

The Abyssal Demon Dragon bloodline worth 40,000.

Once injected, it transforms you into a chimera, possessing a second gene, becoming a half-elf, half-demon dragon.

For the extraordinary beings here, each one is sacred at birth, a Third Senses, not needing such things, but they do!

A structure containing a simplified essence, perfect life, is their dream transcendence, surpassing the historical life level of Earth by billions of years!

They felt they must bring more people into the fold to become students of the Magic Academy.

And those they were recruiting were just capitalists.

Because they know that no matter how smart a research scholar, how powerful a domain expert, they are all firmly controlled by these top-tier wealthy gate valves.

Do not forget who is sponsoring the research of these laboratories.

So, they exchanged for an admission notice worth 200 contribution points, carrying a magic badge.

"Is it almost time?"

"The guests should be here."

Amidst their whispers, two luxury cars stopped outside, and a few black-clad bodyguards helped trembling elders out of the cars.

Outside the door, two bodyguards with upright postures said, "Commercial secrets, only invited guests may enter."

"Wait outside."

The two white-haired elders were not surprised.

After all, they have been old friends for many years. There were betrayals and collaborations on Wall Street in the past, but now they are all old.

When the door opened, they showed expressions of surprise:

"You three old fellows, why such attire? How can you be so young?? Is it because of that Umbrella Medical Corporation you recently formed, bringing out some longevity medicine?"

The three of them looked at these new guests, knowing there are more technologies to collaborate with Sylph the Dean, and lightly chuckled:

"Welcome to the Sylph Elf Academy, here is the Earth branch!"

"Join the ’Tear of Freedom’ Chamber of Commerce, and help us forge a new era of steam magic in the academy!"

...

On the other side.

Susan and Li Wanning, these two wealthy ladies, together purchased a vast underground shelter from a rich merchant, which has been simply transformed into a laboratory in these days.

At this very moment.

In a white room, Sylph used Tower of Babel technology to create spines, nurturing life.

Whoosh.

Elves slowly walked out of the cultivation chambers, covered in viscous fluid as if they were embryos, handsomely appearing with pointed elf ears.

"It really created life!" Li Wanning looked in astonishment.

"Wow!" Susan exclaimed, the scenes synchronized in that blurred image felt completely different from reality, she broke out in goosebumps.

Her hands and feet were somewhat cold as well.

She even felt she and Sylph were not lives of the same dimension!

A mere mortal like herself was a life casually molded by her, akin to the lower biological citizens of the Abyss World.

She was her creation.

The Elf Saintess Sylph before her truly was a being comparable to the God in myth!

Yet Susan and Li Wanning were not like Elis, the natural rebel without reverence, now growing somewhat reverent towards this Creation God.

"From now on, you will be this laboratory’s guardians, assistant members of the experiment."

The Elf Saintess Sylph calmly watched this scene, warmly smiling as these few small elves were born, saying, "I created kin, but we should pledge allegiance to the Elf Ancient God, spreading nature’s radiance across the land."