Changes, Passage

Randalot's efficiency far exceeded Green's imagination. On the second day, he sent Green a huge batch of crystal orbs, each containing a different soul. Unlike the uniformly strong Third-Class Apprentice souls from before, these souls varied in strength, from high to low.

In the laboratory, Green gazed at the crystal orbs before him with delight. There were at least a hundred of them. Going by the normal success rate of a Wizard producing potions, Green could pocket at least 90% during the initial stages, and 70% later on.

And that did not include the compensation the Academy was providing Green.

"Since you're going out of your way to deliver things to me, I won't stand on ceremony!"

His Mental Power swept over them. As space rippled, only twenty crystal orbs remained on the table. "That should be enough! I'll turn the rest into finished products and hand them in!"

With the Chip's assistance, he could produce five or six potions in one go, so it would not waste much of Green's time.

Once he had decided to do it, Green picked up a crystal orb and began production.

Two months later, the Academy had changed rapidly. In less than half a month, under the Wizards' extraordinary construction abilities, the Academy's buildings had more or less been restored to normal. The damaged instruments, however, were still being remade.

The Academy's population had already increased at tremendous speed. A large number of Wandering Wizards had all been recruited into the Academy. Most of these newly joined Wandering Wizards were apprentices, while a small portion were Formal Wizards. They had all signed agreements and would participate in the World War.

In truth, these Wandering Wizards had no choice. If they did not participate in the World War, they would inevitably be eliminated