Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

The tremors at the upper levels do not have much impact on the lower levels—at least, not much impact on Ulysses.

While Federation meetings are taking place, Ulysses is still investigating that Chamber of Commerce.

After several months of investigation, he has already figured out the complex structure of this Chamber of Commerce.

This Chamber, named Majestic, is an emerging organization that has appeared in recent years. Ulysses has not yet uncovered the source of this organization, but there is no doubt that the person involved should be an upper-level member of one of the five races.

And an upper-level member with a very large influence.

Although the Natural Federation is a simple organization for the five Clan Leaders, for the middle and lower levels, the Natural Federation is a gigantic entity.

Every facet of the Natural Federation has been thoroughly divided by the middle ranks of the five races, and behind every chamber and every factory, one can find the corresponding World Master.

However, the subordinate organizations of the Majestic Commerce are absurdly numerous.

Besides the Tide Spirit Commerce already known to Richard, its subordinate organizations include those from the five races of the Natural Federation.

This obviously indicates that a big person with connections and influence is supporting them.

But what intrigues Ulysses is, what does this big person really intend to do?

...

In the tavern, the Tree Spirit avatar controlled by Ulysses ordered a glass of strong liquor. Meanwhile, he reported his recent investigations to Richard.

"I can't figure out what this guy actually intends to do." Ulysses's tone carried a trace of bewilderment.

"This guy's commerce covers everything — food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. But it never seems to aim higher. All the managers I've tracked down in recent years are no higher than Level 3 Creatures.

This is really absurd."

"Everything—food, clothing, shelter, transportation?"

Richard's voice sounded a bit puzzled, as the findings of Ulysses's investigation also left him confused.

After a moment of silence, Richard's voice rang in Ulysses's ears again.

"Perhaps he plans to go along the lower-level route. You know, the Natural Federation is still a traditional civilization, and their World Masters do not pay sufficient attention to the lower levels.

As long as a sufficient number of lower levels are infected, eroding a world is only a matter of time. Compared to that, eroding the World Master is a higher-risk endeavor."

Hiding in the treetop of the Tree Spirit, Ulysses nodded slightly.

"That's possible. I've noticed one thing: most of these commerce chambers are very basic trades, and all five races are involved, which also implies that they can go to any world.

If they indeed plan to pursue the lower-level contamination route, then this Chamber of Commerce is certainly useful."

"Mm. Keep an eye on things recently; the second Federation meeting has already been convened. In a few days, I'll be entering the mother world of the Ghost Horror Clan.

Unless something unexpected occurs, those guys should also make a move."

Ulysses subtly startled upon hearing this.

"Have you already laid out the plans? No wonder there's been so much trade heading to the Ghost Horror Clan recently."

"Be careful during your investigation. I suspect that a Dominator may have defected. Your disguise can still be perceived by a Dominator."

Ulysses grinned with a trace of confidence: "Ha, don't worry, I've left no trace these days, those guys have no idea of my existence, there's no reason for a Dominator to deliberately seek me out."

After speaking, the communication ended.

The Tree Spirit avatar downed the glass of strong liquor, its gaze inadvertently fell on a corner where a Mechanical Clan member was drinking heartily.

Although strong liquor does not have the effect of numbing the spirit for the Mechanical Clan, it is still sufficient as fuel. Some special formulations of strong liquor even possess lubrication functions, quite favored by the Mechanical Clan.

Ulysses watched the Mechanical Clan member, his gaze as sharp as a hunter searching for prey.

"Let me see, what surprise can you bring me."

...

The timing for the Ghost Festival is not fixed.

The occurrence of the Ghost Festival is related to a natural phenomenon in the Ghost Horror World known as Ghost Night Walk.

The nature of this phenomenon is a concentration of negative energies, which in turn leads to the formation of elemental storms attracting elements.

Yet in the eyes of the ancient Ghost Horror Clan, this was the image of their great ghost walking the world. Even though they have researched the essence of this so-called great ghost, they still gather together without any delay for the festival.

According to the calculations of the Ghost Horror Clan's Priest, the Ghost Festival is held in the second month following the second Federation meeting.

Richard's avatar and the Great World Tree were invited to attend—this did not attract the attention of the Ghost Horror Clan.

It's normal for Dominators to participate in the Ghost Festival, while not attending in previous years was rather unusual.

Now that the Great World Tree is attending again, it can only mean that the internal contradictions within the Federation have eased.

"Wow, I really didn't expect such a lifeform like the Ghost Horror Clan to originate from a small-scale world."

Upon entering the mother world of the Ghost Horror Clan through the Dimension Gate, Richard immediately judged from the energy density and the toughness of the space that it was a small-scale world.

"Indeed, a civilization originating from a small-scale world, this is a unique existence even among previous civilizations." replied the Great World Tree.

"However, for the little ones below, the mother world of the Ghost Horror Clan is like another medium-sized world.

In conditions, aside from lacking the ability to nurture the Ghost Horror Clan, virtually all conditions are better than in this world."

Aware of the arrival of the Great World Tree, the Netherworld Dominator soon appeared before the two.

"Come and take a look around." the Netherworld Dominator stated placidly, "Let me see how they are polluting my world right under my nose."

Hearing this clearly provocative statement, Richard's avatar merely smiled slightly.

"If not, then you should be more careful. We have a saying that says, 'Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves longing.'

There's only a thousand days of catching thieves, but not a thousand days of preventing them."

The Netherworld Dominator remained unmoved, merely gesturing an invitation.

The Great World Tree looked at Richard. Although he had the ability to scout the Civilization Devourer's strength, he had to keep this ability hidden.

At least until the mole revealed themselves, he had to keep it hidden.

Richard said calmly, "World Tree, since the Netherworld Dominator has said we can freely explore, then I shall freely explore."

...

"Damn, this place is really a godforsaken land."

Feeling the pervasive negative energy of the Ghost Horror World, Ulysses felt like he had fallen into a cesspit.

Negative energy can also turn into Death Energy; this energy corrodes the bodies of the living, and even those items possessing positive energy. Long-term exposure to such an environment can turn normal creatures into living corpses.

As for someone like Ulysses, a World Master, this energy might not harm their body.

But due to their strong Life Energy, staying in such an environment for a long time would inevitably give rise to feelings of disgust and revulsion.

If it wasn't for the investigation, Ulysses would never come to a place like this in his life.

Under his feet, a group of the Ghost Horror Clan was installing an extremely complex device. They had installed thousands of such devices in these days.

The official purpose of these devices is to track the movements of the Great Ghost and ensure it does not harm the innocent. But Ulysses has already investigated them, naturally, it's not as simple as it seems.

According to Ulysses's speculation, these devices should be the foundation of some kind of array. The array's scope covers nearly half of the Ghost Horror World.

"Richard, these are the positions of these bases. Next, I'm going to follow these fellows out of this world."

After speaking, Ulysses watched the Ghost Horror Clan complete the placement of the bases, then silently followed them onto the caravan's transport train.

On the other side, Richard looked at the information Ulysses sent using Divine Arts, and his heart shivered slightly.

Ulysses can only make a rough guess, but as the Dominator, he could tell at a glance that this is an auxiliary array.

The function of this array should be to gather energy, spread Power, essentially an artificial domain.

"What a vicious method," Richard thought to himself.

Thinking this, he suddenly sent a Spiritual Message to the Great World Tree. Upon receiving Richard's Spiritual Message, a trace of surprise flashed in the Great World Tree's eyes, and then he said, "I will watch that fellow from the Netherworld to prevent any mischief; you can freely explore."

Richard nodded slightly, then flew towards an important node of this array.

Ghost Horror World has no daylight, only eternal night.

Negative energy formed black clouds drifting in the wind, like giant beasts circling in the sky.

On the vast Ash Plain, ordinary members of the Ghost Horror Clan herd the Undead. These Undead come from every race, most missing limbs, like remnants picked from a battlefield.

Amongst these Undead, every now and then, Soul Fires would extinguish completely.

Their bones gradually fractured under the trampling of the Undead herd, eventually turning into fine ash and becoming part of the plain.

Richard wandered silently across the plain, watching all this, and quietly dismantled one of the array nodes.

After destroying the node, Richard looked into the distance. On the horizon, a massive and grand Gothic cathedral stood on the plain.

It's hard to imagine that in a plain haunted by the Undead, there would be a church dedicated to God.

Richard flew towards the church when suddenly, a voice sounded beside his ear.

"Halt, outsider."

Richard stopped and asked, "Ghost Lord, what are you up to?"

The Ghost Horror Clan has two Dominators; besides Netherworld as the Clan Leader, there's also a Ghost Lord cultivated by his own hands.

"This church is the residence of the Clan Leader, a place not meant for you to tread."

Richard raised an eyebrow, a trace of surprise flickering across his face.

"This is actually Netherworld's church?"

"Yes."

"But Netherworld himself didn't say that his residence is off-limits for me."

"Outsider, are you attempting to become enemies with my clan?"

The Ghost Lord's voice suddenly became sharp, filled with a chilling murderous intent like countless sharp blades, threatening to dismember Richard.

But Richard's response was a laugh.

A mocking laugh.

"Ha, who are you trying to scare?"

Richard strode towards the church, in the distance, Netherworld's aura approached swiftly.

But his return was already too late.

Thud!

With a heartbeat sounding like a war drum, a massive array suddenly emerged on the ground, and the core of this array—

was precisely the Netherworld Church Richard was headed towards.