After David finished talking, he hurriedly ended the communication, not even having time to say goodbye.
From the trace of anxiety and urgency he had tried so hard to conceal but still failed to hide, Benjamin guessed that the man was probably saddled with a mountain of debts he could never repay as well.
Benjamin hung up the communication and could not help laughing.
He had come to realize that in Wizard Civilization, if you were not carrying debts that started at a hundred years, you would be too embarrassed to call yourself a "genius."
It was understandable, really.
After all, for a group as rational as wizards, who believed in equivalent exchange, so-called "investment" had never been free.
Only after confirming that you possessed the potential to go further and could bring them sufficient returns would high-level wizards or massive organizations be willing to invest in you.
It could be said that in Wizard Civilization, the scale of a wizard's debts also represented, to a certain extent, how much the outside world recognized their potential.
Those wizards with genuine potential were often burdened by oceans of debt.
After bidding David farewell, Benjamin once again immersed himself in studying the vast sea of spatial knowledge.
He figured he would not be able to chat with David again anytime soon.
Since the other party had decided to enter seclusion and advance to Level 2 Wizard, there would be no response from him for the next dozen years, perhaps even decades.
The reason Benjamin had been able to successfully advance to Level 2 Wizard in just a few months was because, during those long fifty years on the Frostfire Plane, he had already spent time completing most of the prerequisites for advancement in advance.
For a Level 1 Wizard to advance to