Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 703

Chapter 700 This year’s Silent Holy Grail is unpredictable from the very beginning!

In the Silent Dimension, Locke, the Priestess, and the Gunslinger arrived at an abandoned factory, where hundreds of cultists remained.

Meanwhile, inspectors patrolled outside the factory; each inspector had a black strap tied to their right arm and carried a flintlock pistol.

Locke looked at his Gunslinger, who whispered, “Those are just ordinary inspectors without superpowers. Inspectors are loyal to the Emperor; it’s the highest position any ordinary person can obtain through examination.”

“Every inspector must undergo rigorous testing, selected from the best of the best. They are responsible for managing several areas within the city.”

“I think it was the Emperor’s court that ordered them to sweep the city, and they’re just conducting a routine inspection, hence this inspection of us.”

Locke smiled but remained silent.

The Priestess asked nervously, “God, what should we do?”

The Gunslinger whistled and picked up his two guns. “I’ll go out and take them out.”

“They’re just a bunch of ordinary henchmen of the emperor. Killing them won’t be difficult.”

Locke glanced at the gunslinger. This gunslinger possessed a certain amount of telekinesis, roughly at the level of a second-tier wizard apprentice in the telekinetic magic subfield of the Mind School.

If this was innate, then he should be considered a genius in the local power system of this world.

However, the power system of this world has been suppressed by the emperor, so ordinary people believe that there are no superpowers in this world and have no access to this information.

Whether they have talent or not is meaningless.

Locke shook his head. “No need. This emperor is really cunning; he’s too selfish.”

The gunslinger looked at Locke suspiciously.

Locke said, “The emperor ordered them to search everywhere, just to trick me. After these people die, their colleagues will know immediately, and the emperor can confirm our approximate location.” “

I don’t care. This body can travel thousands of miles away in an instant. It comes without a trace and goes without a trace. The problem lies with you.”

Locke looked at the young priestess and then at the gunslinger. “Even you couldn’t possibly walk from one city to another in a single day.”

The gunslinger sheathed his two muskets. “Impossible. I may be a gunslinger, but I’m still just a mortal, and you can’t go out at night in this world.”

“Leaving the light source means certain death.”

“But we can take the train,”

Locke said. “That’s right. So, you, the priest, and everyone here can’t leave on foot in a single day. But once we’re located in a city, they’ll block all trains in the vicinity. Your world’s mode of transportation is heavily reliant on trains; if the inspectors block the trains, they can block your movement.”

The gunslinger gripped his guns, brimming with confidence, and said, “So what? With these two old friends of mine, even if a hundred inspectors stood before me, I could wipe them out!”

Locke looked at him and said, “That was before. These inspectors won’t be ordinary people anytime soon.”

Locke understood the nature of this competition.

On the surface, it was a war between four second-circle wizards and a second-circle native, compounded by an inevitable apocalypse.

But in fact, to limit the wizards, this competition gave them a huge weakness: the summoner.

‘If the summoner is harmed before my true form descends, my holy avatar will be forced to disappear due to the interruption of the ritual magic.’

Locke thought warily, ‘Currently, the biggest enemy of the four contestants is not each of them, but the native emperor of this world.’

‘Although as time goes by, the power of the native emperor and the power of the apocalypse will inevitably wax and wane. But at this moment, at the very beginning of this game, he is the most powerful being in the entire arena.’

‘Therefore, in the early stages of the competition, the four contestants will definitely target the emperor without prior agreement.’

Outside the abandoned factory, an inspector approached with a musket. He said, ‘The door to this wretched place is already closed? These are footprints…’

‘There are people here! Could it be that the traitor His Majesty the Emperor spoke of is here!’

The inspector was wearing a scarlet double-breasted wool coat, a black bullet belt slung across his left shoulder, a nickel-plated military knife hanging from his right waist, and white trousers with 12 matte copper studs on the cuffs.

Excitement gleamed in the inspector’s eyes. He had endured countless exams to become an inspector, but lacking connections, he remained only a low-ranking one.

If he could capture those traitors, he could become an official, a high-ranking one.

Wouldn’t all his years of effort have been worthwhile?

A burning light flashed in the young inspector’s eyes as he raised his musket. Ten ordinary soldiers behind him immediately followed suit. The

inspector roared, “Traitors inside, come out!”

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. “Those who defy the emperor should die immediately. Come out!”

He kicked open the gate of the abandoned factory, only to find it empty.

The inspector paused, then heard the sounds of dozens of people fleeing. Turning around, he saw a group of cultists escaping in another direction.

Seeing this, the inspector felt as if his achievements were within reach, and promotion and wealth were just around the corner. “Chase!”

He rushed back to a steam motorcycle a hundred meters away, then mounted it and sped off in the direction the cultists had fled.

“I want to be an official! I want to be an official! I never want to be this lowly inspector again! I want to be a high-ranking official in the Inspectorate!”

“I’m clearly the best at exams, how can I not become a high-ranking official and enjoy the best things in the world?”

An extreme greed for power flashed in Inspector Charles’s eyes, and this greed caused a mental fluctuation; he suddenly possessed the ability to see every detail of the movement of everything with the n*ked eye, even at high speeds.

In fact, his outstanding performance in the martial arts test for inspectors was due to this special talent.

And for some reason, this talent suddenly became even more apparent today.

Locke’s saintly avatar walked beside him, invisible to him because the demonic pressure had been transformed into a demonic pressure barrier.

Furthermore, the speed of a steam motorcycle was only so-so, so Locke walked beside him with his hands behind his back, his leisurely pace perfectly matching the speed of the man riding the motorcycle.

Seeing this, Locke pondered, “This person clearly has a strong talent for telekinesis, and in theory, he should be very suitable for the local power system of this world. Like that gunslinger, he is currently focused on becoming an official.”

“So that’s how it is. The emperor not only forbids the dissemination of knowledge related to the power system, but also uses an inspector exam to attract the most intelligent and talented people in the world to become obsessed with the power of inspectors.”

“Even the most ordinary inspector is immersed in the pursuit of power. This inspector has a strong dimensional power. If the emperor hadn’t used an inspector exam to divert his attention and shape his values from childhood, he, as the favored person of this world, should have been able to make certain achievements in carrying on the civilization of this world.” Locke shook

his head. “A tyrant.”

“A civilization of one person? You actually imprint this knowledge into the principles of the world, wanting to replace the principles of the world with your own ideas.”

Locke sneered: “Ignorant and foolish.”

The operation of a world is such a complex thing. Even a third-ring wizard wouldn’t dare to say that he can completely see through a small-scale plane.

If there is even the slightest mistake, it will cause devastation.

Of course, the native emperor of this world obviously doesn’t care about others, only about himself.

He doesn’t care about anyone but himself, so he doesn’t care at all what will happen with this approach, only about his own power.

Locke instantly returned to the factory, where a full moon rose.

His Moon Mirror could reflect everything, which was why it had projected the images of these cultists, allowing the inspectors to see them, but the direction reflected in the mirror was reversed.

Therefore, the inspectors were chasing in the opposite direction.

The hundred or so cultists sent at the start had already run back through the factory’s small gate.

Locke smiled at the gunslinger, “Your emperor has relaxed his suppression of this world to enhance the inspectors’ strength. Soon, these inspectors will all become superpowered. I just don’t know what the power system of your world is.”

A hint of embarrassment flashed in the gunslinger’s eyes. “According to that girl, everyone in this world can master superpowers through learning and training. But for the past thirty-five years, I’ve thought this was my innate superpower.”

He raised his musket and suddenly fired at Locke, but the bullet suddenly changed direction halfway through its flight, hitting the rusty iron frame of a window fifty meters away.

The iron frame was instantly broken.

The gunslinger explained, “This is my superpower, gun-fu. I’m just a reasonably skilled gunslinger, so I can make bullets curve. I can also fire two shots in quick succession, using one bullet to hit the back of the other, causing it to change direction mid-air.”

“Furthermore, I can accelerate bullets with my willpower.”

“Besides, after years of training, my gun-drawing speed is unmatched.”

Locke nodded slightly. As a second-circle wizard, he understood the reason the other could do these things after a moment’s thought.

It was merely a rudimentary application of his innate telekinetic abilities, a crude, almost instinctive form.

He himself possessed the magical pressure of a second-tier wizard apprentice.

Yet, he could only accomplish what a third-tier wizard apprentice of the mind-based school could easily do.

This clearly demonstrated the appallingly low utilization rate of the other’s power.

The priest, feeling guilty, said to Locke, “What I know is all from what you told me. So I’m sorry, I don’t know what the power system of our world originally looked like, or what it should be called.”

Locke said, “Hmm, that was originally a trivial matter.”

The priest asked, “God, what should we do now?”

Locke thought for a moment.

His own Great Magic construction required a large number of magical plants. Plants that evolved under the illumination of his Evolution Moon would give him a large amount of energy feedback.

Not only evolution, but also change and benefit from it, all amounted to completing an ecological contract with his Evolution Moon.

The Great Magic of a botanical wizard would have its own unique ecological community.

And his Evolution Moon could receive a large amount of energy feedback from plants.

Therefore, a large number of plants were needed.

However, there were two problems. First, the plants that had grown in this world… were really scarce.

The entire city was like a mechanical city, without a trace of green planets, without any wild animals.

The ground was all concrete and steel floors, without even soil or insects.

Second, he could raise his moon high in the sky, and two moons would appear in this world.

In this way, he could directly control the plants of the entire world.

The problem is, the native emperor of this world is currently the most powerful being on the map, so he can’t do that.

He can’t even raise the moon to illuminate a city, because the emperor would immediately target him and focus his attacks, eliminating him from the Silent Plane first.

The priestess asked, “God, should we go to the ecological reserve of this world? You told me in my dream that only plants can unleash your power. We can go to the ecological reserve of this world; there are primeval forests there.”

Locke glanced at the priestess.

So that’s it. He thought this world was unfavorable to his ultimate magic.

But it turns out, this world does have areas suitable for his ultimate magic; it’s just that this industrial city, completely devoid of plants, isn’t suitable.

‘According to the normal procedure, I should follow this priestess, evade the inspectors, go to the forest reserve of this world, and then obtain the primeval forest there as my ecological community.’

Locke’s thoughts raced, and the remaining percentage of the forest reserve of this world appeared in his mind—’1.3%’.

‘…’ Locke fell silent. ‘That’s too little.’ Normally, it should be around 15%-17%. It seems there are very few plants in this world to begin with. ‘

Going to the forest reserve should be the first place a botanical wizard goes. First, I’ll harvest some forest to increase my ecosystem.’

‘Then, I’ll probably recruit people in this world to quickly create plants. That should be the plan.’

Locke thought, ‘But that’s too slow.’

‘And there’s another botanical wizard in this world, Edgar. Using this method, I’ll have to compete with him for ecosystems.’

Locke had seen the competition data before, so he naturally had some understanding and knew in advance that there were few plants in this world, but he didn’t expect there to be so few.

‘I’ll stick to my previous plan and use that plan to create my ecosystem.’

‘So, not only will I not go to the forest reserve, I’ll go to the city center!’

Locke asked, ‘Where is the most densely populated place in this world?’ Gunslinger said,

‘Of course, it’s the capital.’

Locke smiled. ‘Oh, then let’s go to the capital.’

Below the Silent Throne, a group of wizards in the viewing area were dumbfounded.

Camilla the Witch nearly jumped up in anger. “Why would a botanical wizard like him go to the capital instead of the Forest Reserve?”

“Are there even any plants there? What’s he trying to do?”

“There are three contestants in this competition, and I don’t understand what they’re doing.”

Indeed, Edgar, as a botanical wizard, didn’t go to the Forest Reserve either.

Instead, he directly seized the Inspectorate, raised a banner of rebellion against the Empire, and called on all those who wanted to rebel to join him.

This action left the wizarding audience completely bewildered.

This year’s Silent Grail War had started in absolutely the strangest way in a century.

Magic weavers were lowering their magical pressure to weave clothes for mortals.

The botanical wizards weren’t going to the Forest Reserve; one was going to the most densely populated and industrially developed city, and the other was even more outrageous, directly rebelling and wanting to confront the native regime of that world head-on.

Therefore, the only normal one was actually Wizard Smith of Storm Tower.

He was the only one seriously trying to establish connections with potential allies in the native world.

This is also a common opening for the Silent Grail War in previous years; it’s classic and common because it’s effective.

(End of Chapter)