The laboratory knew neither day nor night; only countless streams of runic radiance flowed silently between the metal walls.
In the blink of an eye, fifty years slipped quietly away.
When Benjamin raised his head from the iterative experiments on Rune Artifacts, the aftertaste of complex rune calculations still lingered in his Spirit Sea.
He looked toward the ever-changing timekeeping array at the top of the laboratory, only then realizing belatedly that a full half-century had passed since Viola last mentioned that matter.
Mentor Clark and Madam Castillo's wedding was still nowhere in sight.
Benjamin was not surprised in the slightest.
The two Level 7 Wizards were both at the most critical stage of their respective research.
By Benjamin's rough estimate, they would need at least another century or two before they had the energy to truly begin preparing for the wedding.
At the thought, Benjamin could not help but smile.
To ordinary people, a hundred years was almost a lifetime.
But to High-Rank Wizards with their long lifespans, it was no more than a few short months to ordinary people.
Let alone postponing it for a century or more—even holding the wedding several centuries later would hardly be surprising.
His thoughts soon returned to the experiment.
At the center of the workbench, a core model composed of hundreds of layers of three-dimensional runes slowly rotated. Countless hair-thin streams of energy interwove and circulated within it, continuously calculating every possibility.
Benjamin picked up his rune pen again, preparing to continue adjusting the energy-channeling structure of the core runes within the Rune Artifact.
Just then.
Bzz...
A faint fluctuation shattered the laboratory's long-standing tranquility. The Magic Network Terminal floating in midair lit up with a gentle silvery-white glow. Seeing this, Benjamin stopped what he was doing and raised a hand to