Having dealt with the second batch of assassins, Benjamin found the rest of his journey far more peaceful than he had expected after entering the Strife Starfield.
In just over a month, he passed through more than a dozen controlled regions jointly maintained by small wizard forces.
These forces were tiny in scale, utterly incomparable to the Noren Workshop.
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Most had only a few Level 6 Wizards holding the fort. More often, they relied on complicated diplomatic ties to survive with difficulty in the cracks between several major factions.
Precisely because of that, they understood better than anyone how to seek advantage and avoid harm.
As long as a Level 6 Wizard did not deliberately stir up trouble, no faction was willing to provoke one.
On the contrary, whenever he arrived at a supply station, people would take the initiative to receive him.
Inside a supply city built atop a floating meteorite, the broad trading hall was brightly lit.
Hundreds of alchemical materials from different civilizations floated inside transparent display cases, while the air was filled with the peculiar scent of potions, ores, and high-energy crystals mingled together.
The one receiving Benjamin was a white-haired Level 6 Wizard.
The old man smiled gently. "Lord Benjamin, your timing is good. We happen to have some excellent materials here recently."
As he spoke, he gently placed a Space Expansion Bag on the counter.
"These are materials we have collected over the past few years. There are several rather special minerals inside, rarely seen within the Federation. Perhaps they will interest you."
Benjamin took it, swept it with his spiritual power, and his eyes brightened slightly.
There was actually a complete piece of Void-Phase Silver Crystal inside.
This material's greatest use was its ability to improve