Richard looked at the several werewolves, eyes brimming with admiration that couldn’t be suppressed. If this idea could continue to develop, although it couldn’t recreate those powerful magical treasures and spiritual treasures, it could pave the way for a discipline similar to alchemy machines.
"Who came up with the idea of dispersing the Daoist text and then using different components to circumvent the distortion of the artifact refining technique?"
"We came up with it together, Master God," replied a werewolf who appeared to be slightly older.
This werewolf had a lot of gray hair intertwined with pure black, a sign of this race’s middle age. The fur color of the other werewolves varied but didn’t show such a fading phenomenon.
"Came up with it together? Since you all came up with it together, you’ll all be rewarded together," Richard declared ambitiously.
"Zhang, add a straight upgrade to the third level in their rewards. Get the Mayfly Essence directly from the World Mushroom."
Upon hearing this reward, the four werewolves were instantly stunned.
What reward is a straight upgrade to the third level?
Miss Zhang was also momentarily stunned, then bowed her head respectfully and said, "Yes, my Lord."
After speaking, she looked up at the dumbfounded four werewolves and urged them, "The Master God asks you to become third-level beings, quickly thank him."
"Third-level beings?"
The four werewolves’ minds were suddenly muddled, and the one who spoke first reacted, promptly kicking his companions onto their knees.
"We humbly thank the Master God, may the Master God..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Richard interrupted with a wave of his hand, "While I respect the customs of your race, change all your etiquette to church manners in front of me."
Miss Zhang responded and gestured to the werewolves behind her to stand up.
"To what extent have you researched their armor concept?" Richard asked Miss Zhang.
Miss Zhang paused for a moment, seemingly pondering the report regarding this armor.
"My Lord, what have you discovered about this armor? From their reports to me, this armor seems ordinary."
"Master God," the middle-aged werewolf spoke, "this is our latest attempt. We haven’t had time to submit the report."
"New technology, huh." Richard nodded slightly, "Then keep researching along this line of thought. White Wolf, have you undertaken any projects at this institute?"
The White Wolf God shook his head, "No, in terms of research, I’m still not as good as Bai."
"That’s good," Richard looked at Zhang, "any projects at this research institute that can be halted should be halted. Focus all your energies on this project. I want you to verify whether this method is universal, if there are any special circumstances, and whether machines can be built based on the Daoist text system.
Don’t worry about not going deep enough into machine research; I’ll bring over a team from the goblin side to assist.
Now is not the time for conflict; I need a result quickly."
"Yes, my Lord," Miss Zhang bowed her head. After speaking, she raised her head and tentatively asked, "What about the equipment matter?"
Richard glanced at the alchemy gun on the ground that resembled a machine gun, "The armor is acceptable, but this alchemy gun is somewhat insufficient. You’ve misconceived one thing: the Annihilation Gun is essentially just a delivery device; its core lies in the Annihilation Bomb. Even if you make the delivery device more advanced, bullets lacking demon-breaking properties can’t surpass an Annihilation Bomb in power."
Upon hearing this result, one of the four werewolves’ faces changed, as if suddenly enlightened.
"Of course, the delivery device itself is still valuable. If you can enable the fired bullet to have demon-breaking properties, then this alchemy gun will be on par with the Annihilation Gun."
Having said that, Richard looked at Miss Zhang.
"Equip temporarily with Daoist Text Armor, paired with Annihilation Guns, close combat weapon..." Richard’s spiritual power scanned the swords on the ground, "temporarily use the Chain Saw Sword. Inform the goblin side to quickly design melee weapons suitable for werewolf habits."
After leaving the research institute, Richard found Bai, who was responsible for the pre-reserve training of the werewolf army. Although the werewolf army had not officially formed, to ensure it quickly took shape once confirmed, Bai had been rigorously training selected elites within the werewolves over the years.
Additionally, to enhance the effectiveness of the training, Bai specifically sought out Chief Lan. Having decoded the werewolf bloodline, Chief Lan designed training programs to ensure the werewolves’ potential was maximized.
This was a method even Richard hadn’t thought of.
And after the tough training designed by Lan, each of these werewolf reserves possessed physiques and strength far surpassing those of past werewolf samurai, with speed and reaction abilities much higher than past werewolf samurai.
To be blunt, these werewolf reserves could have taken down Daoists or even celestial heirs on their own in the past.
Looking at the towering werewolf reserves before him, each over two meters tall and with robust physiques, Richard nodded slightly in approval, "Your idea is good. I should also ask Lan to devise a training plan for the goblins to help them unleash their potential as much as possible."
"Master, what do you wish to discuss?" White knelt on one knee before Richard.
"Nothing much, just to inform you that the standard equipment for the legion has been finalized. You should adjust the future training plan accordingly to the equipment."
"Finalized?" White’s voice was tinged with excitement, "Yes, Master."
After training the werewolf reserves for so many years, the legion can finally be formed.
"Don’t be too happy just yet." Observing White’s excitement, Richard couldn’t help but throw a cold splash of reality, "After the legion is formed, they will have to go to the battlefield. Your future battlefield will be incredibly harsh, where even one in ten surviving is fortunate."
White’s expression remained unchanged upon hearing this and solemnly stated, "Master, from the moment we began training, we were prepared for death. A person is destined to die, and a warrior’s death should be on the battlefield rather than of old age in bed."
Richard glanced at the werewolf soldiers behind him. They stood solemnly like terracotta warriors, shrouded in a radiance called will.
"It’s still good to stay alive." Richard patted White’s shoulder, "In a few days, someone will come to perform mixed-blood surgery on you. I remember your cultivation method includes specific will training, right?"
White nodded, "You’re correct. The samurai’s cultivation method includes many exercises on will. This helps us maintain the courage to wield the blade when facing evil spirits and fierce beasts."
"After the mixed blood, you can enhance this aspect of training. If there’s significant effect, summarize the experiences and pass them to the goblins."
"Master, how would you define significant effect?"
Richard smiled mysteriously, "You’ll know after undergoing the mixed blood."
After handling the legion affairs, Richard went to the goblin world, issuing a command for the construction of the second Floating City and made an appearance at a celebration, garnering some faith. Then he absorbed the research achievements of the Floating City Research Institute and even those of the entire goblin world over the years.
Deep in the Miracle Church is a library hidden underground.
Here, the massive bookshelves are as dense as a forest. Every book on the shelf is made from specially enchanted leather to ensure they remain imperishable for millennia. Beyond enchantment, these books have been blessed by priests to ensure that their knowledge isn’t polluted or cursed.
These books are the crystallization of commands from billions of goblins in the goblin world. They meticulously record all the technologies developed since the Miracle Sect took power, as well as detailed data on technologies owned by the two major churches before the sect’s rise.
Amidst these bookshelves, Richard, cloaked in black robes, was greedily reading.
Even though Richard had become a Great Wizard, he still couldn’t surpass the intelligence of an entire world in research.
In a hundred years, the goblin world birthed numerous new alchemy technologies. From new alchemy arrays to the development of certain alchemy machines or the discovery of certain formulas, there was a vast array.
And among these, there was a considerable amount of knowledge Richard had never known.
Although Richard could be considered erudite, with the substantial magic essence provided by the guild, he could obtain most of the knowledge he desired. But compared to the sum of all intelligent beings over millennia from an entire world, his knowledge remained somewhat insignificant.
The breadth and depth of this knowledge far exceeded Richard’s expectations. Some of this knowledge required him to ponder repeatedly to comprehend its mysteries.
At this moment, all that Richard had done, either intentionally or unintentionally, paid off.
Relying on his immense spiritual power, Richard took a month to absorb all the essence of knowledge accumulated over a hundred years in the goblin world. After absorbing it, inspiration surged like a fountain from his mind.
If human souls were compared to computers, an unenlightened mortal would be akin to a rudimentary military mainframe. As life progresses on the Evolution Road, a being’s soul gradually evolves until reaching the limit of a third-level creature—a top-tier domestic computer.
But when a being surpasses the third-level limit to become a World Master, its soul undergoes a significant transformation, equivalent to leaping from a home computer to a supercomputer.
This transformation doesn’t make the being smarter but allows them to process information more quickly, extensively, and broadly.
The vast, ocean-like information could make a third-level creature’s brain crash. But for Richard, this information was merely part of his ordinary thought process.
Of course, this mode doesn’t appear in daily life. This computational capacity requires the being’s spirit to focus to a near-meditative state to be fully utilized.
With this hardware advantage, Richard successfully caused a collision of the goblin’s near-century of achievements.
New ideas, new thoughts, flawed theories, incomplete theories, theories for deeper exploration, certain questions... All sorts of inspirations left Richard feeling overwhelmed for the first time.
With a wave of his hand, hundreds of notebooks appeared in the air. Under his control, hundreds of quills simultaneously moved, recording the inspiration from his mind.
After a long while, the quills stopped.
The notebooks piled up together, reaching a height taller than Richard.