Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Mirror World

The wizards who suddenly entered the Mirror World streaked across the sky like meteors, plunging towards the ground at high speed.

The Mirror World and the Wizard World had largely the same rules, but the energy concentration in the air was dozens of times higher than that of the Wizard World.

In this world, it was as if the wizards were submerged in a low-density Magic Power solution, with energy being continuously absorbed by their cells and then transformed into their Magic Power. Even without Magic Stones, they didn't have to worry about their Magic Power being depleted.

Boom, boom, boom...

With a series of loud noises, the wizards entering the Mirror World landed on the ground.

"Wow, this energy concentration is really high," Richard noted, sensing the surrounding environment.

"That's for sure. I've heard this place is modeled after the Wizard World of the past, which was much stronger than the Wizard World we know now," Chax responded casually.

"The Wizard World of the past..." Richard stroked his chin and said with some confusion, "Then isn't this place full of treasures?

Why would the council use it as a battlefield?"

Anna, who also landed next to Richard, continued the conversation:

"You can tell, Junior Brother, that you don't really understand the World Mirror. The Mirror World within the World Mirror is one big True Illusion.

Once things in it leave the Mirror World, they simply disappear. Even the energy we feel now is an illusion.

Even if we transform this energy into Magic Power, it too will vanish after we leave the Mirror World."

Richard's face changed slightly after hearing this: "Then if that's the case, if our body cells use this energy to function, wouldn't they starve immediately after leaving the Secret Realm?"

Anna shook her head and explained: "That won't happen. The illusion of the World Mirror is a True Illusion. The marvel of a True Illusion lies in its ability to shift between reality and illusion.

The energy in the Mirror World is real, but once out of it, it turns false. After it's absorbed and becomes a part of your body, it's real. But if you simply collect it and let it flow through Magic Rebound, then it's false.

Research into True Illusion has been a major topic for the Curse School for quite some time without conclusive results.

However, what's certain is that energy which we have completely transformed will not disappear just because we leave the Mirror World..."

Richard was confused by the explanation but understood the last statement.

His cells would not starve suddenly upon leaving the Mirror World.

"As long as I won't starve, that's fine," Richard said carelessly. "Aside from this, are there any other features of this world, Senior Sister?"

"Hmm... that's about it, but there are rumors of some strange creatures in this world, though none has been confirmed."

Richard nodded and then turned his attention to the sky.

At that moment, the last of the wizards had entered the Mirror World, and the Academy War had officially begun.

Buzz, buzz!

Richard's Communication Crystal Ball suddenly emitted an energy fluctuation; he glanced at the message and then at Anna and Chax.

At that moment, their Communication Crystal Balls also received messages.

"From the teacher?" Anna asked.

Richard nodded, and the other students of Jolod nodded as well.

Without further discussion, they turned and flew towards the Central Black Tower.

On the ninety-ninth floor of the Black Tower, Jolod, as usual, sat in the laboratory, flipping through a Magic Book. Seeing the wizards who received the message entering through the main gate, he put down the book and smiled slightly.

"Good, you're all here."

Anna was the first to ask, "Teacher, what did you want to see us for?"

Jolod waved his hand: "Sit down first, I'll explain everything one by one."

Everyone took a seat, and Jolod returned to his chair, his tone becoming more serious.

"You should all be aware of the situation with this Academy War. The number of wizards from Meteor Star Academy is double ours, and though many of them haven't been on the battlefield, the fireballs from old wizards are just as deadly as those from student soldiers.

The initial strategy set by the command is defense, so I have selected several defensive areas for you."

The seated wizards glanced at each other, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

Is this the power of the Deputy Dean?

Directly assigning them defensive zones.

Jolod, seeing his students misinterpret his intentions, immediately coughed.

"Cough, don't overthink it. I assigned you defensive zones because I know your abilities. These are not easily defended strategic locations. You will still face the wizards from Meteor Star Academy.

The only reason for these assignments is they suit your particular strengths, and this is the only help I can offer you."

For such a significant matter, even Susanna wouldn't blatantly favor her own students.

All they could do was enable their students to utilize their advantages to the fullest on the battlefield. Whether they could survive depended on their luck.

Jolod took out a Crystal Ball and tapped it a few times.

Soon, information about their defensive zones appeared on everyone's Crystal Balls.

"Have you all received the information? Once you have it, report there quickly. The wizards from Meteor Star Academy will soon be attacking."

The wizards nodded one after another and headed to their respective defensive zones, all but Richard, who remained in place.

"Teacher, where's my defensive zone?" Richard looked at his Crystal Ball with confusion.

Jolod looked deeply at Richard:

"Come with me, your task is different from theirs."

Jolod walked out of the laboratory and flew upwards towards the top of the Black Tower. Richard followed him all the way to the three-hundredth floor of the Black Tower.

This level was the highest that wizards could reach; any further up was the residence of the Great Wizard.

On the three-hundredth level, Jolod landed on the ground and opened a large door.

Behind the door sat several wizards, some familiar to Richard and some unknown.

But judging by the magic power fluctuations, at least they were all of the Three Rings level.

"It seems this is the command headquarters," Richard thought to himself.

Apart from the Three Rings wizards, there were also a few wizards like him, who were of the Second Ring.

These wizards, just like Richard, were filled with confusion about the mission that lay ahead.

Jolod led Richard into the room and casually shut the door behind them.

As the wooden door to the room closed, an Array instantly enveloped the entire room.

According to Richard's experience, this was likely an isolation Magic Array designed to block all external prying.

There was a large round table in the room. Jolod sat down next to it, and Richard stood quietly behind him, waiting for what was to come.

Soon, the door opened again. This time it was Susanna, with a Second Ring Wizard following her.

Susanna entered the room, glanced at the number of Second Ring Wizards, and said,

"Everyone is here, then let us begin."

Susanna took her seat, and Alex, who sat at the innermost part of the room, spoke:

"Gentlemen, we've called you here to assign you a daunting task.

You should already know that our strategy is defense, to remain unchanging in the face of all challenges.

But in addition to defense, we also need a few exceptional wizards to raid the Meteor Star Academy and tie down some of their forces.

That is, to become the 'Black Wizards' in this Academy War."

A few Second Ring Wizards remained silent, quietly waiting for what Alex would say next.

Alex continued, "And you few are the elite wizards we've chosen. Your strength is quite remarkable, and you're all of the Second Ring. The Deans of our two academies don't have any deep, mutual hatred, so we Three Rings wizards won't take it too seriously.

As long as you don't invade the Core Wizard Tower of Meteor Star Academy, it's very likely you'll be fine with your combat capabilities."

After Alex finished speaking, one of the Second Ring Wizards asked,

"Deputy Dean, what's the reward? This mission is quite dangerous, don't be stingy."

Alex glanced at the wizard who had asked the question. It was an older wizard, around the same age as Jolod.

But because he had never advanced to the Three Rings, he already exuded an air of decay.

"Anka, you're still so impatient."

Alex then continued, "If you can complete this mission, the Dean's treasury will be opened to you.

You will be allowed to take out three items."

Hearing this, the breath of the Second Ring Wizards halted for a moment.

Although the Black Tower Great Wizard had only become a Great Wizard for a few thousand years, even the poorest Great Wizard's treasury was enough to dazzle these minor wizards.

Alex showed a cunning, fox-like smile, "What do you think, is this reward satisfactory?"

The Second Ring Wizards all nodded their heads.

"If you're satisfied, then do a good job. Here, sign this."

Alex took out a stack of contracts, handing them to the Second Ring Wizards in front of him.

One of the Second Ring Wizards received the contract and expressed his displeasure, "Deputy Dean, what do you mean by this?"

"What do I mean?" Alex scoffed, "Without a contract, how can I be sure you won't slack off?

A few masters at Meteor Star Academy are very familiar with Communication Crystal Balls, so you should only glance at your Communication Crystal Ball at special times each day.

For the rest of the time, it's best to keep it in your Magic Pocket.

If you expose your Communication Crystal Ball for too long, you'll be waiting to get caught."

Hearing Alex's explanation, the Second Ring Wizards no longer wasted words and signed the contract with a feather pen.

As the contract turned to flames and disappeared into the air, Alex nodded in satisfaction.

He stood up and gave the wizards a Wizard's Salute.

"The upcoming war depends on your performance."

Leaving the headquarters, Jolod handed Richard a Synthetic Beast Pocket on the way.

"This is what I made with those active Flesh samples you provided; the specs are even better than what you requested."

With that, a hint of surprise showed on Jolod's face.

"This type of active Flesh, while not universally applicable, results in Synthetic Beasts with unusually long lifespans. The few I've given you are estimated to live up to eighty years."

Richard took the pocket, and with a sweep of his spiritual power, he knew what was inside—the pocket contained five dragon beasts, optimized by Jolod.

"Natives do have their merits, don't they, mentor?" Richard teased with a smile.

Jolod responded, not at all annoyed, but with a tone tinged with reflection:

"They truly are valuable. I was too arrogant before, having lost the humility of a Seeker."

After a few more pleasantries, they parted ways outside the Central Black Tower.

Before leaving, Jolod patted Richard on the shoulder and advised, "Richard, you're my most outstanding student. Although I'm confident in your abilities, I still have to say this:

Be very careful, and never be greedy."

Richard smiled and replied, "Don't worry, mentor. I've survived Plane Wars; I'm not going to die this time."

Jolod seriously said, "Don't be overconfident. Think things over carefully. You've earned so many Magic Essence, and it'd all be for nothing if you die."

Richard nodded and walked away.

Jolod watched Richard's figure slowly disappear, then sighed and returned to the command headquarters.