Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 195 - 25 Accompanying the Army Provisions

After witnessing the power of the Magic Support Vehicle, Richard also showcased its mobility and off-road capabilities. These seemingly insignificant details delighted the Legion Commanders.

As seasoned wizards long experienced in warfare, they naturally understood the importance of mobility.

Upon seeing Richard's data, a deal was quickly struck. Meanwhile, Vladimir seized the opportunity to mock these wizards.

Facing such an elder wizard, sufficiently old and exceptionally capable, the upper ranks of the legion could only touch their noses and pretend not to hear.

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The White Wizard Army did not value strength as much as the Black Wizards did; seniority was also an important criterion in the legion. An old enough White Wizard might have experienced dozens, even scores, of Plane Wars, and although their strength might not be as formidable for various reasons, their battlefield experience was undoubtedly rich.

Sometimes, the Legion Commanders would consult these individuals for decision-making.

Regarding the specifics of the deal, Richard did not participate in the negotiations but left it to Jolod to handle.

Though one of the leaders of the Commerce, he was too young and inexperienced. Negotiating with wizards who were thousands of years old could easily lead to being deceived.

It is wise to be aware of one's limitations, so Richard obediently left the troublesome matters to his teacher and returned to the Wizard Tower to prepare to make money while lying down.

The cost of such a Magic Support Vehicle was not cheap, the materials alone costing five hundred Magic Essence. Considering Richard's labor cost, his target price was eight hundred Magic Essence. As for how much Jolod could negotiate, that depended on Jolod's abilities.

The profit for one Magic Support Vehicle was calculated at three hundred Magic Essence, ten would yield three thousand, and a hundred would make thirty thousand.

This did not include the profits from the Spell components and Magic Conduction Components.

Richard calculated his future income in his heart and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Days without financial worries were upon him.

...

In the laboratory, Richard looked through the lens of the Magic Microscope, focusing intently as he used magic to etch runes on the Rune Base Plate.

After discovering the Pioneer Rune One, Richard had reworked all the previously made rune bases and components. However, with his experience and only needing to re-engrave the runes, his second production was very smooth. It took only three months to complete most of the runes' reworking.

The piece before him was the most complex and crucial among all the rune bases.

Once he completed it, the work that followed would be smooth sailing.

The magic needle, thin as a pinpoint, carefully moved across the rune base plate. Each movement left an imperceptible trace that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Moreover, some of these traces were not merely on the surface; for more complex runes, the magic had to delve deep into the base plate to complete the engraving.

However, this work was already routine for Richard.

His expression calm, Richard controlled the magic needle with steady spiritual power. As the magic needle left the last mark on the rune base plate, a very faint Magic Fluctuation emanated from it.

"Phew, done."

Richard sighed in relief, a slight smile playing on his face.

The technology for Spiritual Message Compression had been fully mastered by Richard. With the completion of his spiritual power amplification device, he could immediately communicate with the Nightmare World and even control his avatar in the Dream World.

The control of soul over the Soul Seed was fundamentally a special form of Spiritual Message.

Buzz!

A Magic Fluctuation emanated from the next room.

Richard entered and found his Communication Crystal Ball lit up. Checking the message, he learned that the details of the deal had been finalized.

After three months of negotiations, the first order for Richard Jolod's Commerce had been concluded.

Upon receiving the message, Richard did not delay and immediately headed to Clear Frost Number One Legion's station where, as usual, Vladimir welcomed him.

"Kid, you're going to earn quite a lot this time," Vladimir said, smiling at Richard.

"I owe it to the Master's recommendation," Richard responded modestly.

Vladimir shook his head, "That's not my doing. Even if I spoke highly of it, the legion would definitely not adopt it if your product didn't measure up.

"Besides, any good Alchemy Weapon is beloved by any White Wizard; any other wizard would do the same."

Vladimir was old-fashioned yet honest. He never skimped on his praise and recommendation for good products as he believed that good products deserved good treatment.

Following him into the station, Richard entered a structure akin to a church made of marble. The pure white marble was engraved with exquisite reliefs and upon entering the church, murals depicting the legion's achievements immediately caught Richard's eye.

"This is the legion's guesthouse, only used when new soldiers join or during certain significant events," Vladimir explained.

"These murals..."

Richard looked at the murals portraying brave cloaked wizards and rather grotesque Alien creatures, feeling a sense of absurdity.

The expedition of wizards was clearly aggressive, yet in these murals, the wizards were depicted as luminous saviors.

It was hard to imagine what kind of education the White Wizards underwent.

"Cough, cough, cough, these are masterpieces by a former Legion Commander," Vladimir said somewhat awkwardly, "Some overly sympathetic rookie wizards during wars can impact the morale within the legion as well as harmony.

Therefore, a former Legion Commander created these murals and used them to educate every new wizard joining the legion, telling them that wizards are here to save the world."

"Save the world?" Richard twitched the corner of his eye, "This would be discovered as soon as they entered the battlefield, wouldn't it?"

Vladimir shook his head with a smile, "Sometimes, people just need an excuse.

Besides, we didn't say whom we were saving, did we? For those creatures preyed upon by alien beings, aren't we their saviors after all?"

"…That makes sense."

Following Vladimir, Richard arrived at a room resembling a conference room. Inside the room, there was a large round table with three legion commanders sitting on one side, and on the other side, Jolod was leisurely leaning back in his chair.

Upon seeing Richard arrive, Jolod happily greeted him.

"Ah, Richard, you've finally made it. We were just waiting for you."

While speaking, Jolod silently sent a spiritual message to Richard.

"Do not change anything in the contract. I will explain anything you don't understand when we go back."

After speaking, Jolod and Richard took their seats together.

Legion Commander Andre took out a scroll and handed it over to Richard.

"Master Richard, this is the contract we have finalized with Master Jolod. Please see if there is anything that needs to be modified."

After that, another legion commander said with a smile, "Even between master and disciple, the accounts must be settled clearly. Master Richard, you need to check carefully."

Facing this psychological tactic from the old wizards, Richard's expression remained unflappable.

After reviewing the entire contract, Richard handed it back to Andre.

"I have no issues."

The others exchanged glances as if they wanted to say something more, but Jolod by Richard's side suddenly spoke up.

"Since Richard has no objections, let's sign this contract. We've been quibbling for three months, and the time of these masters is surely much more precious than that of a Second Ring wizard like me."

Seeing the situation, the three legion commanders had no choice but to give up their thoughts, signed their true names on the contract, and Richard also signed his true name.

As the contract turned to ashes, the contract between Richard Jolod and the Clear Frost First, Second, and Third Legions was officially established.

Richard was required to deliver five hundred magic support vehicles within three hundred years. The Clear Frost Legions would purchase each vehicle for eight hundred fifty magic essences. In addition, Richard was to train the alchemy wizards of the White Wizard Army on how to urgently maintain these magic support vehicles.

Moreover, Richard was also to assist as a technical consultant to the Clear Frost Legions during their campaigns to the Otherworld.

Honestly, this clause was the most perplexing one to Richard.

He still had to accompany them on a campaign to the Otherworld?

This was truly hard-earned money.

However, considering that Jolod and the legion commanders had quarreled for three months, this clause must have a special significance.

After the contract was signed, the three legion commanders arranged a banquet. High-ranking members from the three legions attended the banquet, featuring an array of exquisite cuisines made from rare magic beasts, which Richard found quite satisfying.

"Why aren't you continuing to eat?"

Jolod approached Richard, holding a wine glass with amber-colored liquor emitting a rich aroma.

Richard was standing on the balcony, smiling awkwardly.

"A few masters keep pushing their juniors towards me."

Jolod was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.

"So, it's that. Isn't that a good thing?"

Richard looked slightly annoyed, "Teacher, I have a partner!"

"The young one under Susanna?" Jolod waved his hand, "It seems you are not aware of the wizard family's concept.

What wizard families value most is the bloodline; they believe that if a wizard is outstanding enough, their bloodline must carry something special.

Since you designed the magic support vehicles, these wizard families think you're qualified enough. Hence, they push those young ones toward you, hoping to have one or two descendants.

As for whether you have a partner... hehe."

Jolod scoffed coldly, "They don't care at all. As long as you don't demand those harvesting young ones to stay by your side, they will disappear automatically after completing their task."

"…That sounds really disgusting," Richard said after a moment of silence.

"That's why the Wizard Academy is the future," Jolod spoke lightly, "The organizational structure of wizard families is too inefficient. Breeding descendants among wizards is much slower than sieving through the masses for talent.

The existing wizard families are just a dying body."