Time flew like a white colt flashing past a crack, and thirty years quietly slipped away amid the Plane War.
The Void Plane was now thoroughly covered by the marks of Wizard Civilization.
Yet the anticipated depletion of resources had never come. Not only had the development frenzy not subsided, it had instead taken on a distorted, near-boiling prosperity.
Thanks to the almost infinitely concentrated wind element, this plane displayed all manner of unimaginable traits.
The vast, boundless space had shed the shackles of gravity. Everything floated, suddenly adding an entire dimension to the plane's explorable territory.
Even more astonishingly, the spatial distortion zones scattered everywhere like scars upon the plane were continuously giving birth to new pocket spaces within them.
Every newborn pocket space was like an independent ecological bubble.
They contained unique resource systems and strange biological communities, like treasure chests randomly scattered across the universe.
It was precisely this almost "renewable" phenomenon that had kept the wizards from glimpsing the full extent of the plane even after thirty years of frenzied extraction.
The Wizard Camp's Floating City had long ceased to resemble its former self.
It had expanded severalfold, like a metal behemoth crouching within the void.
At the very top of the Floating City, the atmosphere was undergoing violent distortions, forming an enormous, slowly rotating energy vortex that emitted heart-palpitating spatial fluctuations—the World Teleportation Array was about to connect!
This project should not have been completed for another dozen years, but with Level 7 Wizard Dionysius Spencer personally intervening, its progress had been forcibly accelerated.
Such urgency stemmed only from the plane's "abundance" far exceeding expectations. The mountain-like harvests had nearly overwhelmed the frontier base.
The Central Plaza, expanded who knew how many times, now resembled a chaotic and immense material distribution center.
Countless creatures of