In the blink of an eye, fifty or sixty years have passed by in an instant.
With the high-level combat power of Sacred Spirit Plane Cluster being wiped out, the development of Plane Cluster is gradually on the right track.
There are more and more young wizards responsible for cleaning up the front lines, and Benjamin has more time to devote to his own research.
On this day, Jack had just finished a large-scale war mission and returned to Jack Plane's temporary residence with full body fatigue.
In fact, the reason why he appears here is a very coincidental result.
Benjamin originally applied to Noren Workshop to recruit low-level wizards for subsequent dimension development, and the application was approved smoothly.
It happened that during that time, Jack also happened to complete his own Graduation Trial.
So after going round and round, Jack finally returned to Benjamin.
"Teacher, you don't know how troublesome those guys are!"
Before anyone could sit still, Jack couldn't help but complain.
Benjamin was sitting at the metal table studying a set of documents. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the words: "What's wrong?"
"Those races that were originally controlled by Spirit Race are simply stubborn." Jack became more and more angry as he spoke. "We obviously helped them clear the control and Stability the world for them, but they turned around and regarded us as enemies. Some races even directly organized armies to attack us."
"I really don't understand, we helped them, why are they going against us?"
Benjamin finally raised his head after hearing this and glanced at him with a calm expression. "You feel angry?"
"I feel like my conscience has been fed to a dog." Jack became more and more depressed as he thought about it, looking very worried.
Benjamin just laughed after hearing this, "This is normal, because your cognitive position is wrong. The biggest problem now is not those alien races, but your mentality has never changed."
Jack was stunned when he heard this.
Benjamin put away the information in his hands and looked seriously:
"You are still acting with a savior mentality."
"Isn't it?" Jack asked subconsciously.
In his opinion, they were clearly rescuing those races from Spirit Race.
But Benjamin's expression gradually became serious:
"This is your cognitive error. Wizards have never been saviors!" "On the contrary, for those native beings, whether they are Spirit Race or wizards, they are essentially invaders."
Benjamin continued, "Spirit Race invaded them, so they enslaved them, controlled them, and plundered them. After our wizards passed by, we expelled Spirit Race, occupied their plane, and took over their resources."
"From your standpoint, we are liberating them, but from their standpoint?"
Benjamin pointed outside:
"What they saw was just a group of strange and powerful beings breaking into their world, driving away another group of strange beings, and then taking over the place." "But... didn't you save us in the first place?"
Benjamin sneered after hearing this, "You can't distort the nature of our behavior just because they are living better than before. To put it another way, if a wizard encounters a civilization with highly developed welfare, our treatment of those creatures will not change much. The same action causes damage to those creatures' own interests, does it become "invasion" in your understanding?"
Jack was silent.
"If you keep holding on to such naive ideas, you will suffer big losses sooner or later."
Benjamin's voice was calm, but there was no relaxation.
"On the battlefield, just because you think you are saving someone, the other party will not kill you."
"You can minimize senseless killings, or you can choose a gentler approach, but the prerequisite is to understand your position first." "Only when you clearly know that you are the aggressor can you make all preparations."
Benjamin finally said, "Realize the nature of what you have done. In this way, even if you die on the battlefield one day, you will not be able to blame others." Jack lowered his head and did not speak for a long time.
After a while, he stood up and said, "I know."
"Go and rest. You have just completed the war mission and your energy has been consumed a lot."
Jack nodded, turned and left.
After the door closed, the room became quiet again, and Benjamin's attention returned to the research in front of him.
In the past fifty or sixty years, the thing that he really devoted the most energy to was not the development of Sacred Spirit Plane Cluster, but the research on the technology obtained from the remains of the laboratory.
World Nesting Technology.
Benjamin Raise your hand a little, and the rune model on the light screen unfolds immediately.
The originally tiny spatial structure quickly split, forming world models nested layer by layer.
Each layer of space has relatively independent rules, but is connected to each other in some extremely complex way.
This technology is too profound.
With Benjamin's current research capabilities, after decades, he could only barely grasp part of the context. However, as he continued to sort out the information left by Spirit Race, Insect-kin Civilization and other advanced civilizations, their understanding of Central World became clearer and clearer, and their judgment became clearer and clearer.
This technology is probably the result of the previous generation of human civilization in this plane community studying the central world.
For the Central World that we will inevitably face in the future, Benjamin naturally cannot give up easily.
However, what surprised him was Mustard Seed Dao-Containing True Body Art.
As the research continued, he discovered that the two technologies were surprisingly similar in some underlying logic.
The two expressions are different, but their essence involves the reconstruction of the spatial hierarchy.
It is precisely because of this discovery that the research speed of Benjamin has been significantly accelerated.
He can even use his understanding of Mustard Seed Dao-Containing True Body Art to dismantle certain structures in World Nesting Technology.
The originally obscure runes gradually became clear due to this mutual confirmation.
Benjamin's mental power continued to sweep through those complex structures, and the calculations in his mind almost never stopped.
At this moment, Magic Network Terminal suddenly heard a communication fluctuation.
Benjamin glanced at the name of the correspondent, stopped researching, and raised his hand to answer the call, "Teacher, long time no see. How is the situation over there? I heard from my senior sister before that you and your master's wife have captured the specific coordinates of three advanced civilizations?"
The voice of Clark came: "Your news is a little slow. With the assistance of Number One, we have defeated these three advanced civilizations." "But what follows is a long cleanup, complete takeover and organization, which will take a lot of time. I heard Viola said that you recruited a large number of low-level wizards? Let me take a share."
Benjamin nodded. "No problem, the graduation season of the next batch of Wizard Apprentice is coming soon. We can focus on supplying the tutor to you first." Clark continued, "In addition, in these years, Starfall has summoned two more sixth-level Plane Wizard."
Benjamin's eyes suddenly condensed.
Clark said, "In addition to Number One, three level six Plane Wizard have already entered the battlefield. They advanced very fast, and many advanced civilizations did not last long at all."
Benjamin was silent for a moment, and he easily understood the subtext of his mentor's words: Starfall's actions must have been influenced by Fate Wizard. Since she started to exert force, it meant that... the time for the decisive battle was coming soon.
"At the current speed, we should soon be in contact with the real target area."
Clark said, "In short, just know it in your own mind and remember to be ready for battle."
"Understood!"
The communication ended and the laboratory returned to silence.
Benjamin did not continue to study the world model in his hand, but stood up and looked out the window into the dark void.
After a long while, he sighed slowly, "It's faster than expected."