Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Richard is undoubtedly a heavy bombshell.

A being who required the destruction of the previous civilization to be sealed, if left unchecked, the future price would definitely be catastrophic.

"And there's another bad news," Richard continued, "according to the data from the previous civilization, the Civilization Devourer feeds on war, and all the defeated become its nourishment.

And now, this starry sky is ignited with the flames of war."

Silence, suffocating silence.

The aura of the many Truth Wizards around the round table fluctuated, indicating the turmoil in their hearts.

Finally, the Shaping Energy Crown spoke first: "The flames of war are already ignited, reconciliation is impossible. No matter how strong the Civilization Devourer is, he is currently in a weakened state just after being unsealed.

In the Battle of Wilderness, Alchemy and I inflicted significant injuries on him, and these years your curse has been chasing him, probably exhausting him quite a bit.

As long as we are fast enough, we have time to reorganize and develop, and then mediate the war in the form of a civilization."

Richard had no intention of arguing against this viewpoint.

The Wizards and the Galaxy Mayflies can never reconcile, the war between the two sides must end with the surrender or extinction of one side.

Although some of the crowned thrones wanted to speak up, in the end, no one came out to refute anything.

The view of the Shaping Energy Crown was tacitly agreed upon.

"Any other news, if not, let's draft a usage charter for the Melter first." The Alchemy Crown spoke, "The matters of the previous civilization's library will be discussed again after Richard gets the library's roster."

"Agree."

"I agree too."

"My opinion is to remove this Melter from the war merit system."

...

The meeting lasted for an hour, and several crowned thrones reached a consensus on the use of the Golden Pattern Melting Furnace.

The Golden Pattern Melting Furnace is temporarily only open to the Four Rings Great Wizards, with the usage order sorted by fusion degree, and tying fusion degrees sorted by draw.

This way, the capabilities of the Golden Pattern Melting Furnace can be quickly realized.

As for the fuel needed for fusion, it will all be temporarily lent by the Truth Council. After promotion, the wizards need to repay it as soon as possible.

At the moment this system was established, Richard suddenly felt the Power of Dimension within his soul move sharply.

His share actually increased by a third due to the establishment of this system.

When this system is fully operational, his share will probably more than double.

Taking into account the share from the previous civilization, along with the share of the new tactics, Richard's Path of Truth is basically paved.

Waiting for the success of the Subhuman Wizard project, Richard would fearfully just have ascended to truth, with shares directly rivaling those of the top Truth Wizards, Alchemy and Shaping Energy.

Thinking of this, Richard felt his heart pounding.

The meeting concluded, and Richard arrived at the City of Eternal Truth, preparing to register his title.

"You bastard, how dare you mock a Great Wizard!"

"Write it if you like, if not get out! A new wizard putting on airs. If you don't sign, leave, this is the City of Eternal Truth, not a place for you to put on the airs of a Great Wizard!"

From the title registration office came a flurry of sounds, and next, Richard saw a Great Wizard storming out of the room.

Behind him, a magic book with a face slowly flew back to the desk.

Behind the desk, a Working Wizard looked at Richard, stood up, and asked, "May I know what service you need?"

Richard walked into the room.

"Register a title."

"Register a title?"

Behind the desk, the Working Wizard looked at Richard somewhat surprised.

Due to the reason of Forth Level rules, Richard's strength right now can't be fully controlled. So even the Working Wizard can sense Richard's unfathomable power.

Logically speaking, with Richard's strength, he should have a title long ago.

"Isn't it okay?" Richard asked in some confusion, "Is your information transmission system malfunctioning?"

"No, no, please wait a moment."

Although puzzled, the Working Wizard still dutifully began his work.

He skillfully swiped on the Crystal Ball, then took a giant magic book out of the desk drawer.

The Working Wizard placed the Crystal Ball on the magic book, preparing for the registration, but the next moment, a piece of information left him dumbfounded.

"Non-existent?"

The Working Wizard looked at the information in the Crystal Ball, somewhat at a loss.

"How could it be non-existent? That's impossible."

Seeing the Working Wizard's surprised expression, Richard was stunned for a moment, then said, "Maybe it's because I didn't ascend on the Wizard's homeland, here's my information, just add me."

"No, no, it has nothing to do with that." The Working Wizard shook his head repeatedly, "This system is a dimensional creation, and it real-time stats all World Lord Level creatures of the Wizard Civilization. As long as you're still a member of the Wizard Civilization, regardless of whether you're a wizard, you'll be counted by the system.

But... please wait a moment, I'll ask a superior."

The Working Wizard pulled a Crystal Ball from his pocket and soon contacted his superior.

In the known situation, he fiddled with the Crystal Ball twice, but still found no information.

Under Richard's gaze, sweat began to appear on the Working Wizard's forehead, and his hand movements grew quicker and quicker.

But none of the operations could find Richard's name.

Finally, the door to the office was pushed open, a Great Wizard entered the office, and quickly arrived beside the Working Wizard.

He first bowed slightly to Richard: "Sorry Master, my subordinate is somewhat unfamiliar with the operation."

Then he began to maneuver the Crystal Ball.

Thus, the same situation played out again, no matter how he operated, Richard's information remained nonexistent.

Now it was the Great Wizard's turn to be drenched in sweat.

"This... this shouldn't be happening."

Richard noticed that after fiddling around for so long, they still couldn't bring up his information, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Can you register the title of the Crown?"

"Huh?"

The Great Wizard was startled by Richard's question.

"I'm asking if you can register the title of the Crown?" Richard repeated.

"I think the reason you can't find my information might be because the Secret Keeper has already adjusted my information to the Truth Wizard area.

If you can register the title of the Crown, you should be able to find me in the Truth Wizard District."

The Great Wizard looked at Richard with wide-open eyes, his mouth even gaping unconsciously.

"Master, this joke is not amusing," the Great Wizard said with a somewhat trembling voice.

Richard spread his hands helplessly.

"Do I look like I'm joking with you? If it's possible, go ahead and try it, and in a little while, you should know the situation."

Seeing Richard didn't seem to be bluffing, the Great Wizard hesitantly operated the Crystal Ball.

After pulling up the Truth Wizard information, he placed the Crystal Ball back on the Magic Book.

In the next instant, the Magic Book suddenly lifted, and the aged face on its cover opened its eyes abruptly.

The pair of dim yellow eyes scanned the office quickly, soon locking onto Richard.

Then it swiftly landed beside Richard, using a fawning tone that no working wizard had ever heard, said: "Crown Throne, please register your title on me."

Without waiting for Richard to speak, the Magic Book automatically opened, and a quill flew to Richard's hand.

"Hmm? Is it that simple?"

Richard asked the nearly petrified working wizard.

"What did you say?"

"I said, just writing a title is it?"

"Yes, that's right, uh, Crown Throne."

The two wizards, one large and one small, now fell into the strange feeling they were dreaming.

A powerful Great Wizard came to them and registered his title of truth.

Even a drunkard couldn't make up such an absurd story.

"So simple," Richard smiled slightly and proceeded to write his title in the book pages.

[Miracle]

After the title was written, a tremor originating from the dimensions was transmitted through the interconnected dimensions to every wizard.

Ordinary wizards might not perceive this tremor, but for the Great Wizards, it was impossible to ignore.

In this tremor, they received an astonishing piece of information.

"Another wizard has ascended to truth!?"

...

"Crown Throne, take care."

Richard calmly walked out of the office door under the ninety-degree bow of the working wizard.

Although the title of Crown was exhilarating, without strength as its basis, the title was just an empty show.

"Having registered the title, the next step is promotion."

Richard took out his own Crystal Ball, a new one sent over by an Alchemy Crown's sprite after he registered his title.

Though he did not have his own school, as a Crown, he could still utilize the resources of the Truth Council.

And this Crystal Ball was specifically provided for him to mobilize resources.

In his Crystal Ball, there were only two interfaces: one was the data interface, through which he could learn about all the resources he could command.

The other interface was the communication interface, through which Richard could request what he needed within the Wizard World, and the sprite would deliver it directly to him.

Bringing up the communication interface, Richard sent a message.

[Deliver a set of standard materials for promoting to the Sixth Circle to the original Wizard Tower in Extreme North City.]

[Received]

Seeing the message received, Richard's mood suddenly became joyful.

Prosperity, this was the only way Richard could describe his feelings at this moment.

At this point, he didn't need to worry about resources or the future.

He only needed to focus on one thing, which was to become stronger.

"Phew, this mindset is pretty good, quite suitable for promotion."

Richard exhaled a breath and flew toward the Extreme North.

...

Galaxy Great World.

"A new Crown is born? But without a school."

The Dominator of Mayfly looked at the intelligence delivered through dimensional transmission, feeling a headache.

"Are the wizard race monsters? How can they still produce Dominators after being beaten so badly?

Or... could this be a trap?"