Usbur grew excited as well. "The surprise you've given me is enormous. I've decided—whoever gives you trouble from now on, I'll beat his head full of lumps."
Vasili was stunned inwardly. "If this succeeds, our Glory Wizard Alliance will become the first organization in the world to achieve long-distance teleportation, and our Glory Empire will become the first empire capable of building magic arrays that cover the entire nation. This is simply unimaginable."
He was already immersed in a beautiful fantasy.
Dole's mouth twitched. The first stroke of the character for eight had not even been written, yet these three were already here dreaming.
It sounded simple, and it was simple enough to hear, but actually making it happen would take decades of work. He had studied spatial passages and spatial construction before, only to abandon them in the end because they consumed too much time. He did not have much time now.
Unless he reached level eight or nine in the future, when there was nowhere higher to climb, would he have the spare hands for it. Right now, it was simply impossible.
Looking at the three fanatics, he said weakly, "I'll only be responsible for establishing the space. You can handle everything else. I still have many things to do."
Those words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the three of them.
Vasili calmed down somewhat. Looking at Dole, he said, "No rush. We can take it slowly. The years ahead are still long, so let's proceed step by step. You three can first study the blueprints and make models. I'll take care of the materials."
Usbur nodded. Though Dole did not have much time, the man was still in their hands, so there was no need to hurry. "Then let's discuss it first. The