Under Mendenez’s guidance, the two of them walked towards the area belonging to the School of Space. Whenever Ivan had a question, Mendenez had an answer, deepening his understanding of the Enchanters Guild.
“I see that the high towers almost cover Neighborhood No. 107. Could it be that this entire large area belongs to our Enchanters Guild?”
“It could be said yes, or it could be said no.”
“I would like to hear the details.”
“You might be aware that the defense forces of Neighborhood No. 107 are quite strong, and this is indeed the case. The guild cannot monopolize such a place, therefore, many towers have either been given away or sold to others.”
Hearing his explanation, Ivan was momentarily speechless, not having expected the guild to be involved in real estate; however, upon further reflection, it seemed reasonable.
It was evident that the maintenance of East Capital’s large array was closely related to the Enchanters Guild, which in turn brought many conveniences to the guild, much like his own approach at the Mongna Ant Land Cottage.
If he were the ruler of East Capital, he certainly would not like to see the guild monopolize the benefits.
“What is the value?”
“If measured by low-grade magic stones, it would require tens of millions, but you don’t need them since I’m taking you to choose a residence, right? If you were to settle anywhere else, it wouldn’t be as safe as near the guild.”
“Doesn’t that save me tens of millions of magic stones?”
“For someone with your abilities, it’s not worth mentioning.”
Mendenez did not think that he couldn’t afford a tower with the guild, as someone who could become a guild elder just by his enchantment skills to produce magicalized items, certainly wouldn’t lack magic stones.
Ivan nodded lightly, though he hadn’t dismissed the idea of purchasing other residences, aware of the wisdom of having more than one hideaway.
However, on this point, he needed to plan for the long term.
At that moment, the swamp ant received instructions to come from another direction.
The body size of the swamp ant couldn’t be reduced further; it had been registered upon entering the city, having been issued an identity tag as Ivan’s pet beast, while Silkworm Queen wasn’t registered.
“Your pet beast?”
“Exactly.”
“Very good, very good, it’s a great helper.”
As a guild elder of the Enchanters Guild, Mendenez was experienced and knowledgeable, and he spared no compliment recognizing the unusual aspects of the swamp ant.
As he introduced various aspects of the surroundings, he led Ivan deeper into Neighborhood No. 107, slowly weaving through the towers.
After a good while, the two of them arrived at their destination, in front of a three-story tower.
Ivan noticed that the surrounding towers were actually built around a five-story tower, and there seemed to be some kind of connection between them.
“Is the space energy here so intense?”
“Haha, the reason is simple, there is a basic energy particle pool inside, leaning towards Space-type.”
Seeing his confusion, Mendenez immediately educated him about the sorcerer tower.
In fact, a true sorcerer tower is those five-story towers with a unique elemental halo.
Such sorcerer towers contain an energy particle pool, a laboratory, a plant garden, an alchemical puppet-guarded security passage and more. They have effects like attacking range radiation, amplification of attack power, as well as binding, purifying, sealing, and other auxiliary functions.
As for other towers without these elements, they can only be considered ordinary towers, including the three-story tower in front of them.
Of course, establishing a true sorcerer tower would take at least a hundred years of accumulation by a great sorcerer’s family.
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Time hurried by.
More than a month later, inside a three-story tower.
Ivan examined the newly brewed potion in front of him, which was a light blue in color with ominous black smoke drifting inside, forming a ghastly face with the white smoke.
The pale face opened and closed its mouth, blankly muttering something.
“The wind is the soul-calming wind, the language is the language of death.” Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire
This was the mental power potion—Wind Language Cindy—he had obtained from Chairman Narnya. After some preparation, he had now successfully brewed three finished products.
Since the raw material, Tears of Wind Language, was not cheap, and he lacked magic stones, he had no choice but to find ways to earn magic stones.
After much thought, he realized that the only thing he had of value and was easy to trade was the Ant King Sky Shield.
The materials needed to brew the Ant King Sky Shield were not hard to find, especially with the backing of the powerful Enchanters Guild, he managed to buy, sell, and rebuy, finally brewing the required Level 2 mental power potion.
“Mental power at 104.9 degrees, I wonder how much it can be enhanced?”
Ivan muttered under his breath as he drank the ‘Wind Language Cindy’ in his hand, the potion liquefying as soon as it hit his mouth.
In an instant, a wicked wind appeared out of nowhere, more tricky than the Black Magic Wind, omnipresent, sweeping over and over through his body, giving him the sensation of blades scraping at his soul.
Besides that, piercing, tragic sounds arose around him, clearly the death cries of some beings, startling to anyone who heard them.
Ivan remained steadfast in a terrifying illusion, feeling his mental power gradually climb.
“As expected of a formula that has undergone numerous tests, a single potion increased it to 116.2 degrees, my mental power can now be liquefied.”
After the illusion ended, his prowess enhancement also concluded, his mental power having increased by 11.3 degrees.
In a sorcerer’s training process, from Level 1 to Level 3, it’s all about accumulating power. The training for Levels 1, 2, and 3 is quite similar, with Level 2 sorcerer divided into four stages: initial stage, liquefaction stage, secondary elementalization stage, and Level 3 sorcerer promotion stage.
The initial stage is extremely brief, requiring only elevating vaporous mental power above 110 degrees.
Then, using a ‘liquefying supplementary potion’ as a catalyst, some of the vaporous mental power is liquefied, thus entering the liquefaction stage.
The liquefying supplementary potion is a common potion, needing only one as a catalyst, which he had already purchased in advance.
The next day, after a day of rest and recovery, Ivan directly took the liquefying supplementary potion, moving his training into the second stage—liquefaction phase—with his mental power degrees unchanged.
“The liquefaction stage requires elevating mental power to 140 degrees to enter the third stage. Judging from the effects of Wind Language Cindy, one batch of potions is definitely not enough.”
“Within Level 2 mental power formulas, Wind Language Cindy is already a quality potion. Elevating further won’t be easy.”
Despite this, he did not worry much about it.
He had his own understanding of how to enhance mental power, primarily through diversifying methods, meaning not solely relying on potions for enhancement, which effectively helps avoid strong resistance due to the increase in mental power.
He also believed that, with diligent research, he would surely find other methods, much like the Black Magic Wind Fire Array during his Level 1 period.
During this apothecary process, he scored an additional gain—unbeknownst to him, Apothecary Skill had risen to an 8th-level subject, adding another Small Light of Wisdom and Light of Wisdom to his arsenal.
“Seven units of Light of Wisdom, six units of Light of Great Wisdom,” Ivan mused as his gaze inadvertently fell upon the Academic Prodigy panel. Looking at the accumulated Lights of Wisdom and Lights of Great Wisdom, he suddenly felt an urge of ‘if not me, then who?’
For that ‘undying’ Body Double Secret Method, he felt a strong impulse to train himself.
He also took great interest in the Meditation Method, ‘String Control Sacred Heart,’ hoping to gain insights from it.