Wizard Calendar Year 15508, November 7th, 8:30 in the morning.

East of Plane Sea No. 758, Gerald Plane Group, Central Plane.

A red Wizard Tower stands proudly at the very center of the plane, surrounded by a Giant City spanning tens of thousands of miles.

Above the Giant City, countless spaceships obscure the sky, coming and going incessantly.

Beneath the Giant City, tens of thousands of academies with variegated names are scattered across various regions, occupying different sizes of land.

Inside each academy, Wizard Apprentices and Official Wizards clad in multicolored Wizard Robes are seen coming and going, with no ordinary humans in sight.

"Boom boom boom——"

Suddenly, several clear bell chimes echoed from the central bell tower of each academy.

"The fifteenth Vice Profession Assessment has finally begun."

"Tsk, I wonder how many will pass the assessment and proceed to the Wizard Plane Group."

"I heard most of the planes in the Wizard Plane Group are no different from the one hundred and thirty-three habitable planes in our Plane Group. The unique ones are the Wizard Plane and the Abyss Plane. Going to the Wizard Plane Group is nothing special; it's entering the Wizard Plane or those research institutes representing the ultimate achievements of the Wizard Alliance that is truly remarkable."

"Heh, you speak as if you can enter the Wizard Plane Group, let alone show disdain."

"I'm not belittling it; I'm just saying there are differences even among geniuses. Some at best can enter the research institutes within the Wizard Plane Group, while others can enter those supreme Holy Lands. We might still have hope for the former with some effort, but the latter..."

"I wonder if anyone can be admitted to those Holy Lands this time around."

"It's difficult, too difficult. Over the past fourteen assessments, only three have been admitted to the Holy Lands, averaging just one every five assessments."

"Alas, I wonder what my ancestor was thinking, staying in the Wizard Plane Group. It would have been much better, but he insisted on coming to the Gerald Plane Group. He probably didn't know how much his descendants wish to enter the Wizard Plane Group now."

"Do you think you'd have the same treatment in the Wizard Plane Group as you do here? I've read through Great Wizard Reya's records. Nowadays, apprentices with no special talents, even those with Level 2 Meditation Talent, don't qualify to directly enter upper-level academies. They either start as external trainees completing various tasks to accumulate contributions over ten to eight years or use Magic Crystals as a pathway."

"If you have Magic Crystals, why not buy a Talent Potion to enhance Meditation Talent instead?"

"You don't understand; the difference in Magic Crystals for opening a pathway and buying a Talent Potion is not small."

"Hiss—hearing you say that, it seems my ancestor had a bit of foresight after all!"

...

Upon hearing the bell, the faces of Wizards and Wizard Apprentices in each academy turned excited. While discussing eagerly, their gazes focused on the massive light screens abruptly appearing around the bell towers.

The first line appearing on the screen was a simple title.

The name of the title was straightforward, with just eight characters.

"The Fifteenth Vice Profession Assessment."

At this moment, Wizards and Wizard Apprentices continuously emerged from various buildings, looking towards the screens beside the academy bell towers, while some Wizards peered from window sills.

Most were descendants of ordinary humans who immigrated after Speaker Jerald cleaned up this Plane Group. Others voluntarily immigrated due to various welfare policies of the Wizard Alliance, including Wizard Apprentices and even some with descendants from the First and Second Rings.

It's been nearly two thousand years since the migration.

The immigrants of those days mostly died of old age. Only three Wizards of the Fourth Ring broke through the alliance-promised welfare resources during this period, becoming Plane Transformation Wizards under Speaker Levan, striving to become Legislators.

In nearly two thousand years, the Gerald Plane Group consisted of a total of four thousand eight hundred and thirty-five planes, yet only one hundred and thirty-three have been completely transformed into habitable planes, which shows the slow progress.

Nothing can be done about this, as the Wizard Alliance opens not just one or two Plane Groups simultaneously.

Only when local Wizards within each Plane Group grow can this situation change.

In an instant, the title vanished, and the screen split into nearly a million sub-screens, each displaying a Wizard Apprentice undergoing their respective Vice Profession Assessment. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Some were merging various magic potions, attempting to concoct potions.

Some were using witchcraft to transform minerals, trying to forge magical alloys.

Some were drawing Energy Loops on an Energy Furnace, aiming to manufacture Energy Furnaces.

On the top floor of the Wizard Tower at the center of the Giant City, Levan extended his perception, observing a potion assessment area in the city, finally focusing on a small, thin boy wearing a green Wizard Robe. He mused to himself, "Finally, a genius with hope of entering the Pharmaceutical Research Institute."

In the eighteen hundred and seventy-five years since taking over this Plane Group from Jerald, Levan has been diligently managing it.

With just one hope: that this Plane Group would birth more geniuses to contribute greatly to the Wizard Alliance, honoring his position as Speaker.

The three types of geniuses he valued most were those with talent in Potionology, the Space Faction, and the Fire Faction.

Whether they were geniuses in Potionology or the Space Faction, they could assist mentors.

As for Fire Faction talents, well, naturally, they could assist him personally.

"Mentor..." Levan lowered his head, looking at the Second World Entry Permit in his hand, his eyes reflecting reverence and aspiration, along with a hint of unease.