Where had Dole gone? That was the question on everyone's mind.
The atmosphere in Albis City was strange and unsettled. During the days Dole had been absent, everyone had begun to entertain their own thoughts.
Where had Dole gone?
The imperial capital.
Dole's avatar reviewed information while receiving reports from all around him, and time flew by. Just then, Vasili sent him a message.
"I've already sent you the information you wanted. Has there been any progress?"
Dole pondered for a moment before replying, "The materials are currently being gathered. I'm still improving the wizard array."
No sooner had Vasili's voice faded than Magic Old Man's came through as well. "Dole, can you spare us some materials? We've also made a little progress here and want to strengthen the spatial search gate."
"You can. But you'll have to wait a while."
Vasili's voice continued, "Improving a wizard array isn't something that can be done overnight. We found several more magic patterns inside the Spatial Calamity Pearl. I'm sending them to you now."
Before long, Dole had three more magic patterns in hand.
The moment Dole saw them, his heart stirred. These magic patterns seemed to be meant for stabilizing space. The Spatial Calamity Pearl itself contained an enormous space, so magic patterns that stabilized space were indispensable. They simply had never been discovered before. It seemed President Vasili's attainments in spatial magic were growing ever deeper.
He gladly accepted the magic patterns, then sent over some of his own insights on modifying wizard arrays.
A moment later, both men returned satisfied, their hands full.
Just then, Vasili suddenly became excited. "Dole, have you reached Level Nine?"
After remaining silent for two or three minutes, Dole said, "Level Nine isn't difficult for me. It's only a matter of time. Right now,