Exploring Technology in a Wizard World

The Soul Elder released from the Witch Demon Life Box posed a question to Richard while Richard was seriously looking at the other party.

After hearing the old man's words, Richard thought for a moment before responding, "The place you're in, it's one of my laboratories."

"Laboratory?" The elder's complexion briefly changed, feeling that the situation was quite different from what he had imagined, he murmured softly, "Does that mean you're not an apprentice from Patton Academy who's dedicated to resurrecting me? Nor are you a student who has inherited my teachings?"

"That's right," Richard said. "I merely used a small piece of spiritual magic for some research purposes, attempting to awaken you. It looks like the effect has been quite successful."

"Uh..." The color drained from the elder's face as he spoke to himself in a murmur, "For research purposes, what... what do you want to do to me?"

"Nothing much, just wanted to understand some information, no need to be too anxious."

"Then, will you help me?" the elder asked.

"With what?"

"Resurrecting me."

"Resurrecting you?"

"Yes, resurrecting me," the elder said earnestly.

"What would that require me to do?" Richard asked.

"This..." The elder hesitated, as if struggling to remember, and then a look of pain crossed his face as he exclaimed, "Damn, I've slept for too long, some memories have blurred. Still, there are several ways to resurrect me, and if you are willing, you can try them all.

The first is the soul transfer method. You help me choose a suitable body to transfer my soul into, to complete the resurrection. It is important to note that the body can't be just any body. First, it must be robust to withstand my power. Additionally, it can't have any significant injuries, or the life force will drain rapidly during the resurrection, leading to failure.

Most importantly, the body must be compatible with my soul, or severe rejection will occur. Such bodies are even rarer than those of individuals with outstanding wizard talent; a city of a million people might only have one or two. But I believe, as long as you're willing to look, you'll find one. And there's more..."

After a long speech, the elder paused for a moment then continued, "If the first method doesn't work, you can try the second. That is, the puppet body method. To use this method, the precondition is to create a qualified humanoid puppet. I'm a little unclear on the specific production process, but you can start by preparing the materials, which includes a large amount of gold, silver, crystal, Doke Stone..."

"And if the second method still doesn't work, you can try the third method..."

The elder talked excitedly for quite a while, mentioning seven or eight different resurrection methods before he stopped.

Richard listened patiently, then quirked an eyebrow, and asked, "Of all these resurrection methods you've described, is there any that can resurrect you with a one hundred percent success rate?"

"This..." the elder pursed his lips, "This is really hard to say since I've been asleep for so long, and a lot of memories are incomplete, so it's possible that none of the methods for resurrection is one hundred percent certain. But don't worry, I guarantee if you try everything I've mentioned, there will surely be one or two that will work."

"Then you should be aware that any method you mentioned is not simple, right? All of them require a significant investment of manpower, materials, and energy." Richard looked at the elder and asked, "So, if I truly go through all this, what would my reward be?"

"Reward, haha, of course, there will be a reward, and a very generous one at that!" the elder stated with confidence, "First of all, you would gain the favor of the entire Patton Academy, which is a famous wizard organization throughout the world..."

Richard suddenly interrupted the elder, "Sorry, but as far as I know, there isn't such a wizard organization in the current world. If you haven't lied, there's only one explanation— the period of your slumber was longer than you think, and this organization has vanished from history."

"How is that possible!" the elder exclaimed, wide-eyed and with an incredulous expression, "Patton Academy was so powerful, how could it disappear?"

"Nothing is eternal," Richard stated blandly.

"Then…" the elder became anxious, pondering hard, and a moment later, he said, "What about Vizhed Kingdom? I remember, Patton Academy had a good relationship with Vizhed Kingdom, you'll get benefits from saving me, too. Don't tell me that Vizhed Kingdom has also disappeared into history, that's absolutely impossible!

Vizhed Kingdom was the strongest nation in the world, and all wizards were proud to be citizens of that country. Do you know where the name Vizhed comes from? It's the oldest pronunciation of the word 'wizard,' the source of all wizards. Hence, Vizhed is also called Kingdom of the Wizards. Such a country could never be destroyed, absolutely never!"

Towards the end, the elder was extremely agitated, staring hard at Richard as if fearful that Richard would utter a single word of disagreement.

Yet facing the elder with bulging eyes, Richard did not say a word of disagreement, in fact, he did not speak at all, just calmly looked at the other party.

This was in itself an answer.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The stare lasted a full ten seconds, as the elder went from excited to calm, then to doubtful, and finally his face contorted with pain.

Slowly closing his eyes and then opening them again, the elder seemed to have understood something, and turned to Richard for confirmation, "Vizhed Kingdom has also fallen, right?"

"Yes. The strongest nation now would be the Soma Alliance in the north of the continent. Indeed, they could be called Kingdom of the Wizards, but clearly, they are not the same as the Vizhed Kingdom you speak of," Richard said, delivering the harsh reality to the elder.

"Does Vizhed Kingdom have no heritage left at all? Maybe a small country on the brink of extinction at the edge of the continent?" The elder asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Richard shook his head, "No. In fact, I have never heard of the name Vizhed until now. Believe me, it's a very unique name. If I had heard it before, I would definitely remember it, but I have not."

The elder pursed his lips, his gaze deepening as he stared at the space in front of him, and after a long while, he let out a wry laugh, "So, we're in an entirely unfamiliar era now?"

"Essentially, yes."

"Sigh." The elder sighed, then rallied his spirits, "When I really think about it, a completely new era isn't so bad. At the very least, my enemies are surely gone, and no one will remember the good or bad things I've done. This way, after being resurrected, I can truly enjoy life."

As he spoke, the elder revealed a longing look.

Richard, however, timely interrupted the elder's fantasy, returning to the initial topic, "Then, what are you willing to offer for your resurrection? Since the organizations associated with you no longer exist, how could I get the corresponding benefits?"