After giving Agares a few simple pointers, Isaac also took the experimental data from the past three years from him, then headed straight to his own laboratory.
Upon arriving at his laboratory, Isaac first inspected the equipment inside, then could not help shaking his head. It was not that the equipment was poor. Soren had been fully responsible for this matter, so its quality could not possibly be lacking.
Yet that was precisely why Isaac felt helpless—
Put nicely, this world would merge with the Real World in three years. Put bluntly, this world would slowly croak in three years. It was merely a difference in wording.
When that time came, this laboratory would most likely perish along with it. It was not that it could not be moved, but there was simply no need. For one, the mage towers in his territory and the Floating City currently being prepared would be vastly superior to this thing. For another—
The cost of transferring these things to the Real World might be greater than the value of the things themselves—
After all, all this experimental equipment had been acquired within this small world. Given the level of spellcasters in this world, even with Filo's technical assistance over the past three years, how much could they really have changed in just three years?
Still, since it had already been built, they might as well make do with it.
After routinely inspecting and calibrating every piece of equipment, Isaac went to the observation area, intending to examine the experimental samples from the past three years and compare them against the data supplied by Soren and Agares to see whether they had missed anything.
It was not that Isaac distrusted them. The gap between them and Isaac was simply far too great, whether in