Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems - Chapter 833

Chapter 830 I don’t need you to pay, I’m still hunting them down!

Chapter 830 I’m Hunting Them Down Even Without Your Payment!

The next day, in the ancient ruins of the Golden Dynasty, Alaric stood rather awkwardly before Throne Russell.

Throne Russell took out a letter and frowned.

“So, this is the question you wanted to ask me?”

Alaric said, forcing a smile. “This second-circle wizard from Golden Crown Mountain in Cloud Marsh Wetlands greatly admires your teachings, so he asked me to consult you. Teacher, he truly admires your teachings.”

“Perhaps in your eyes, this question is somewhat simplistic. But perhaps you could give him a chance.”

Throne Russell glanced at Alaric.

“No, this is an excellent question.”

“Alaric. Indeed, I appreciate people who ask such questions, and I admire wizards with broad social skills even more.”

Throne Russell himself wore a golden armor that looked like a tropical beach shirt, and he also wore a cowboy hat, only it was adorned with gold ornaments.

Wizard Alaric was surprised to see admiration in the eyes of the usually serious Throne Russell.

Wizard Alaric was incredibly surprised.

‘My teacher actually appreciates my actions? Why? Does he actually prefer extroverted, sociable wizards?’

‘How come I never noticed this before? I never realized it.’

Wizard Russell said, ‘I believe that good ideas always emerge from discussions with geniuses. You did a very good job, Alaric.’

‘Besides, I followed this second-ring wizard’s competition. He possesses the blood of a golden dragon. Years ago, I considered taking him as a student. But after seeing him go to the Red Dragon Throne, I abandoned that idea. Other thrones are out of the question; I can’t afford to offend the Red Dragon Throne.’

Wizard Russell glanced at the question Locke had raised in his letter.

‘His thinking is excellent; I didn’t expect him to have researched the Foxtail Grass family to this extent.’

‘Hmm? This thinking seems to contain the ideas of others.’

As a throne wizard, Wizard Russell immediately recognized that Locke’s research was based on the ideas of a very excellent wizard and was continuing his research.

“That wizard’s magic level probably isn’t high, because her knowledge isn’t broad enough, her perspective is limited, and her vision is narrow. But her thinking is too brilliant. She possesses the insightful thinking to break through from 0 to 1. I haven’t seen such talent in the Boundary Between Light and Darkness for a long time.”

“I can see two geniuses in this letter. They each have their strengths, no wonder they’ve advanced their research on the Foxtail Grass family’s magical plants to this extent.”

“In the letter, he even vaguely figured out the key to the Foxtail Grass family’s continuous degeneration. It is indeed a special kind of necromancy. Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older.”

A glint of interest flashed in Wizard Russell’s eyes.

“I spent a long time researching the Foxtail Grass family’s magical plants to figure this out, and this junior has already understood it. I wonder how he found out.”

Wizard Russell suddenly sighed.

Wizard Alaric asked him somewhat uneasily, “Teacher, why did you sigh?”

Wizard Russell seemed somewhat disheartened.

“Our Borderlands of Darkness and Light have long been in decline. Talented individuals from the Eastern Boundary used to flock to our Borderlands of Darkness and Light; back then, we were teeming with talent, not lacking in geniuses. Later, we declined, and both students and formally trained wizards went elsewhere.”

“Thus, the once glorious Borderlands of Darkness and Light now only cling to its past glories. For so many years, I have never encountered two such geniuses in the Borderlands of Darkness and Light. Yet now, in this letter, I have met them both.”

“Are they both from the Cloud Marsh Wetlands?”

Wizard Alaric asked somewhat awkwardly.

“This, teacher, I don’t know,”

Wizard Russell said to him. “Then you should try to find out. Ask who the second wizard behind the ideas in this letter is. If she’s not a student of the Red Dragon Throne, then I have a way to win her over.”

Wizard Alaric immediately replied, “Yes, teacher.”

Throne Russell looked at the letter in his hand, thought for a moment, and then took out a specimen of golden foxtail grass from his golden astral ring. He then placed the specimen, along with Locke’s letter, into an envelope and stamped it with a magic seal.

Throne Russell handed the letter to Wizard Alaric, saying, “Send this letter back to your friend. If he sends any other letters later, bring them to me immediately. Don’t bother your senior brother again.” “

Also, those two witches you gave to your senior brother, I’ve ordered him to return them. I have high hopes for him, and witches will only interfere with his research. Don’t let them ruin things for me.”

“As for the witches around you, I advise you to get rid of them too.”

Alaric shuddered, his heart bleeding.

He hadn’t expected that sending a letter to Locke to ask a question would lead to losing even his beloved witches.

Throne Russell was only giving him advice, but could he dare disobey?

Alaric’s heart was bleeding.

He looked at the letter in confusion, because Throne Russell hadn’t written a reply at all, only sending back a specimen of a foxtail grass plant.

Throne Russell glanced at him and said, “Don’t worry. Locke Augustine is different from you; he’s a true breeding genius. The moment he sees this specimen, he’ll understand what I’m saying.”

Throne Russell had absolute confidence in Locke; after all, this wizard had actually figured out the key to the degeneration of the Foxtail Grass family at the ordinary second-ring stage—it was truly impressive.

Wizard Alaric replied, “Yes, teacher.”

…

At Golden Crown Mountain, Locke contacted the old pirate Henry through the Water Hyacinth System. Almost instantly, Henry replied,

“Yes, I’m here. I’ve been waiting for Mr. Augustine for a long time.”

“Bottle after bottle of wizard’s wine has been emptied, but Mr. Augustine still hasn’t contacted me. I thought you wouldn’t contact me. Hahaha…”

Locke asked, “Haven’t you gone robbing recently? No work to do?”

Henry replied, “After the last failure, we haven’t been approved for a single plundering application. The higher-ups must doubt our strength. Mr. Augustine, I desperately need an opportunity to prove my qualifications.” “

I’ve been waiting for your contact for a long time.”

Locke was somewhat speechless.

The pirate wizards copied the fund system, resulting in them also becoming extremely financially strained.

Ultimately, the most pitiful group among the five great wars is the pirate wizards; these humanoid magical artifacts are practically self-sufficient.

And they’re even struggling financially.

They might not be able to support themselves!

That great pirate captain, the former Wizard of Truth, truly lives up to his White Wizarding University background.

His methods are beyond description.

Old pirate Henry sent me a message.

“By the way, Mr. Augustine. We’ve been trying to apply for quite a few projects lately, but none of them have been approved. Only one project caught my attention. It involves us plundering a specific shipment from the High Elf world of Arthas.” “

Although I can’t see the specific details, I can see the name of the issuer: Solas the Lightfoot.”

Locke’s eyes narrowed instantly.

He’d been careless.

Because his production line was essentially entrusted to Arthas, and Arthas, as the actual beneficiary behind it, had a large number of fourth-circle wizards, he had always assumed that Arthas’s transport routes were very secure.

But he hadn’t expected Solas the Lightfoot to issue a plunder order to the pirates on the mothership.

At this moment, a large portion of his funds were invested in that shipment; if anything went wrong, he would go bankrupt.

Locke knew the old pirate was reminding him; otherwise, there would be no need for him to suddenly bring it up.

“Has anyone answered?”

Henry sent a message.

“No one has yet been able to devise a plan to plunder Arthas’s transport station or write a good document. So no one has applied yet. But even if someone does, the chances of a successful plunder are slim.” “

Arthas’s transport station is the hardest to raid.”

“I don’t think there’s much chance anyone will pick it up.”

Locke nodded immediately.

However, he instantly realized a problem, because Old Henry was referring to the difficulty of raiding the entire transport station, not just a specific shipment of his own.

Besides, there are five major wars in Cloud Marsh.

Solas can hire pirates, but can’t he hire someone else?

Realizing this, Locke immediately decided that when Arthas was about to bring the shipment back from the High Elf world, he could send his clone on that transport station’s flight to personally protect his goods.

“Although Arthas’s security should be quite good, logically speaking, attacking my shipment is indeed a way to deal with my Augustus Wizard Shoes Shop Alliance. It can nip my shop alliance in the bud.”

Locke said to the old pirate Henry, “Thanks to you for reminding me this time. I’m going to the target plane soon, and you can enter Cloud Marsh soon.” “

I’ll arrange for someone to give you an identity so you can move around near Mount Golden Crown. Don’t do anything out of line. Mount Golden Crown has strong surveillance capabilities; whatever you do will be known.”

Every blade of grass and every tree on Mount Golden Crown is an informant.

This is something I only recently discovered, given the large number of tree people, goblins, and elves on the mountain.

Old pirate Henry seemed extremely excited about this, sending over a picture of a ship and a pirate hat.

Locke also sent a message to Hussein, informing him that he would be conducting a void exploration soon.

At the same time, Locke saw through the free library on the Water Hyacinth system that the alliance between the shops Solas’s Lightfoot and Melochy’s Magic Step had recently intensified their fighting. This

was because Solas’s Lightfoot had experienced a large-scale return of goods by pirates, and Melochy’s Magic Step had taken the opportunity to attack, manipulating Solas’s Lightfoot’s stock price. Therefore, Solas’s Lightfoot had recently begun focusing on collecting some of Melochy’s Magic Step’s problematic items.

Surprisingly, Solas’s Barefoot seemed to know Melochy very well, discovering serious design flaws in many of Melochy’s wizard shoe designs and proving that these flaws were related to the deaths of some wizards.

This embroiled Melochy in several legal disputes.

This also led Melochy to recently announce a Void Exploration themed event within six months, inviting renowned Void Explorers to endorse their wizard shoes.

Locke thought, “So, both Melochy and Solas’s Barefoot will be holding themed events in the next six months, inviting famous explorers to endorse their products. It seems the two companies are now competing.” “

It seems the two have too much old grudge. It shouldn’t concern me.”

“None of my business,”

Locke thought, his design ideas for his second second-ring wizard shoe recently coming together.

He was just waiting for the first batch of second-ring wizard shoes to sell, to recoup some losses, and then he could begin designing his second second-ring wizard shoe and embarking on Void Exploration.

“Developing the Three Holes World requires a lot of funding. I either need to borrow from a bank or obtain this large sum through the Wizard Shoe Shop Alliance,”

Locke pondered. “Furthermore, I also need sufficient funds to complete the research on flying magical plants for the Golden Cup, and to accumulate preliminary experimental data to apply for special grants.”

At this moment, Locke stood on Mount Golden Crown, waiting for Hussein’s reply.

Hussein sent Locke three messages through the Water Hyacinth System.

‘Yes, I’m in the Mount Golden Crown region.’

‘Locke, I’m being hunted by the Pale Pilgrimage. Three second-circle wizards are intercepting me, and their magic pressure is around 15,000 each.’

‘I need some time to get rid of them.’

Locke frowned and sent a message to Hussein.

‘Coordinates?’

Hussein sent a surprised emoticon.

‘I’ve run out of money lately. I don’t have the money to hire such an expensive senior researcher like you to help me.’

Locke said, ‘Can a wealthy lawyer like you really run out of money?’

Hussein replied.

“The original version of the Vampire Conversion Curse – Perpetual Defensive Field Shell is extremely expensive. It requires the blood of various high-level magical creatures to upgrade its level and increase its strength; otherwise, it’s just a regular Perpetual Defensive Field Shell. Moreover, I’m still being relentlessly hunted. For some reason, the Pale Pirates are convinced I’m a traitor, and their attitude towards traitors is that they must die.”

Locke sent him a message.

“Send me the coordinates. You don’t need to pay.”

“I’ve been hunting them recently too.”

The enemy is in the open, I’m in the shadows, I know their basic information—this is the best hunting environment.

Locke’s lips curled into a smile, his pupils momentarily turning into golden vertical slits.

His Evolution Moon needs as many Zero Potions as possible.

And right now, Hussein is followed by three necromancers with a magic pressure of 15,000—this is perfect.

They’re practically free potion ingredients delivered to his doorstep!

(End of Chapter)