However, Jeming did not feel too much disappointment.

After all, research itself is a continuous process of trial and error, not to mention there are many other wizards in the camp who excel in this field.

They have already submitted several effective witchcrafts or weapons aimed at the Mind Realm, and the gears of war will not halt because of his individual failure.

More importantly, even the research that fails generates a wealth of observational data that is intrinsically valuable.

After setting the experimental area of Mind Realm samples to long-term observation mode, Jeming frowned slightly as if he remembered something, and turned to another section of the laboratory.

The scene here was completely different from before.

One by one, transparent energy cages were neatly arranged, containing a variety of creatures with forms that could be described as completely unrelated.

Some were giant beasts covered with thick chitinous shells, resembling insects; some were smooth-skinned, soft-bodied entities with multiple sensory tendrils; some were birds with dazzling feathers capable of spraying high-pressure energy beams; there were even some bizarre creatures half plant, half animal...

The only commonality among them was that they all originated from the most mysterious plane of the Triangular Plane Community—Reproduction Realm.

According to intelligence from infiltrating spies and frontline reconnaissance units, Reproduction Realm is an exceptionally unique place.

There seems to be no development of conventional "civilization"; the whole place is a lawless world full of diverse species.

However, every "wild animal" there is ridiculously powerful.

More strangely, both the Giant Spirit Realm and Mind Realm have records of wars targeting the Reproduction Realm.

Once an invasion occurs, these creatures, which were once mutual predators, will immediately abandon their instincts and unite to form an army for coordinated combat.

What makes the wizards most vigilant is that no matter what technology or force invaders use, as long as combat occurs in the Reproduction Realm, the next invasion will find the creatures collectively evolving, autonomously generating targeted organs, abilities, or resistance!

After analysis, many seasoned wizards put forth a shocking hypothesis: perhaps the entire Reproduction Realm is essentially a whole!

Of course, it’s not something valuable like a Living Plane, but it is very likely that the life on the entire plane is just "one."

The so-called "Fungus Lord" is not an independent entity, but the body of the Master of the World.

In other words, all living things in Reproduction Realm are part of the "Fungus Lord"!

This "Fungus Lord" is likely a supreme biological collective that constantly devours, merges, and evolves its constituent parts.

In itself, it is a biological disaster sweeping over the entire plane.

Jeming is extremely intrigued by the Reproduction Realm.

This feature spontaneously reminds him of certain "Insect Races" or "Genetic Devourers" from some fantasy works of his previous life.

If he can crack the internal evolution and unified coordination mechanism, it might greatly optimize his "nest," freeing it from its current awkward positioning and limited potential.

However, dreams are rich while reality is lean.

Jeming looked at the sample creatures in the cages that, despite their strength, seemed essentially no different from ordinary extraordinary magical beasts, and sighed helplessly.

"Where exactly is the problem?" he pondered.

"Is it the lack of captured samples too few to trigger their collective evolution mechanism? Or perhaps... this miraculous evolution and coordination ability must rely on the unique environment of the plane itself... or must be within the direct consciousness network coverage area of the ’Fungus Lord’ to take effect?"

Regardless of the scenario, all indicate that his current research conditions fail to meet the needs, temporarily bringing the study of the evolutionary mechanisms of Reproduction Realm creatures to a halt.

Once he had processed the laboratory’s accumulated data and sorted them into future research plans, Jeming started considering his next steps.

According to the Wizard Command Department’s initial strategic blueprint, the core objective of the third phase is to swiftly crush the organized resistance remnants of the Giant Spirit Realm and ultimately suppress or even capture Koger, its Master of the World.

The crucial point lies in "speed"!

It is imperative to seize control of the plane origin of the Giant Spirit Realm before the other two Masters of the World—"Shira" of the Mind Realm and "Fungus Lord" of the Reproduction Realm—fully realize its impending downfall or fail to synchronize their responses.

This involves a special property of the Plane Community.

Due to the close-knit connection of the three planes forming a unique triangular structure, their origins have profound mutual impacts and checks.

Simply put, if a Master of the World attempts to trigger its plane’s origin and execute an ultimate method akin to "plane self-destruction"—a measure of mutual destruction—

As long as either of the other two Masters of the World disagrees or interferes, self-destruction cannot be instantly completed and will undergo a process of delay and obstruction.

This opens a vital operational window for the Wizard Civilization.

Once the Giant Spirit Realm is swiftly dealt with and its origin controlled, the wizards can use this point as leverage to calmly gather forces to suppress the remaining two worlds.

After all, the main motive for executing an eradication war is to eliminate potential threats, not merely destruction.

The accumulated knowledge, technology, and unique resources over countless years in the Triangular Plane Community are likewise yearned-for spoils of war by the Wizard Civilization.

Complete obliteration of the entire plane is always a last resort.

"Currently, the outer void blockade should be largely in place, and most of the scattered forces and colonial legions of the Giant Spirit Realm have been lured back. It’s likely those conquered planes’ coordinates have been almost completely gathered..." Jeming calculated internally.

"Thus, the determination by the command to initiate the final decisive battle of the third phase should be imminent."

He quietly planned: "After the main battles of the third phase conclude, when the high-end combat forces engage the other two Masters of the World, I might apply to participate in the final clearance tasks concerning those colonial planes controlled by the Giant Spirit Realm and Mind Realm."

"Such tasks can earn military merits and at the same time allow the collection of unique biological samples and resources from those planes, enriching my database and material reserves..."

Just as his thoughts wandered through future plans, the Magic Network Terminal placed beside the lab bench suddenly emitted a sharp and urgent buzzing!

A crimson highest-priority alert symbol instantly popped up on the screen!

"Emergency assembly order! All combat units, immediately gather at designated coordinates!"

Jeming’s pupils constricted, and he practically sprang from his chair!

Without any hesitation, he grabbed the terminal and dashed out of the laboratory like an arrow.

Outside, the corridor was in chaos.

Numerous logistics wizards engaged in research also rushed out with bewildered expressions, exchanging glances that revealed mutual incomprehension.

Yet no one asked further, all followed the route outlined on the terminal, sprinting frantically towards the nearest assembly point outside the camp.

Using the camp’s emergency-activated short-distance teleportation array, Jeming blinked and found himself at a tense frontline outpost.

Having steadied himself, his gaze went toward the front outside the post and he was deeply shocked by the sight.

On the distant horizon, the sky and earth seemed to be shrouded in endless storm clouds!

Yet these weren’t natural clouds but an enormous army of Giant Spirit Realm warships, war giant beasts, and a myriad of vassal armies!

They were densely packed, like a flood of metal and flesh, slowly deploying their formation at unprecedented scale.

Even from such a distance, the suffocating killing intent was palpable.

"What’s going on?!" Jeming blurted out instinctively, inquiring of a management wizard rapidly distributing combat orders beside him.

The wizard looked up at Jeming, responded swiftly:

"Not clear on the specifics, but the command just received the highest alert. Koger has gone mad or something; in any case, the decisive battle... started early!"

(At the beginning of every week, there’s always a bunch of things. Today, just this Chapter.)