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Wizarding Civilization】?宭覇③零镹0柒十?⑼〥鷗爸: Chapter 722 Support
Three minutes later.
The items left behind by the black-robed "wizard" were retrieved, and the corpse (mainly flesh and blood) was handed over to the researchers on Earth who were already eager to learn (they were worried that the God Space, as the controller of supernatural abilities, would prevent them from accessing this ability, but in the end, they were just overthinking it, and Eve did not make any move at all). Zhang Longshao, whose arm was cut by shrapnel in the battle just now, sat down with the other two commanders who were more or less injured.
Of course, the "messengers" from the Main God Space are also included.
"...This is an item we found on that black-robed wizard. It may be of great help to our next move."
"The black-robed wizard?"
"It's just a title; because he wears a black robe, he's called the Black-Robed Wizard..."
As he said this, he seemed to glance at Eve's white robe unintentionally. Realizing what they were thinking, Lin Yi had to speak up: "Using the tool specially created by the main god, which can shield one's information from interfering with other life forms."
Eve has nothing to do with these wizards.
Perhaps because Zhang Longshao had already introduced Lin Yi to his two colleagues, the two commanders who were meeting him for the first time were not very surprised by Lin Yi's appearance. On the contrary, they showed a certain degree of approval. This made Lin Yi a little curious. After a quick "flip" through the document, he realized that they regarded him, who had appeared on Earth before, as one of their own.
However... judging solely from the starting point, it's about half right.
"As you all noticed during the battle just now, this black-robed wizard's abilities are much stronger than those of the wizard apprentices and full wizards we've encountered before, both in terms of the intensity of his abilities and the concealment of his skills."
One of the commanders gave a wry smile: "Indeed, no matter how well the previous wizards concealed themselves, they would become visible when they used various powers. But this black-robed wizard was able to stay in the sky and remain invisible while using that fireball. If it weren't for Miss Eve's intervention, we probably would have been wiped out without even knowing where our opponent was."
Subconsciously glancing at the white-robed girl beside him, and seeing that she was merely holding the box that had made the sound and making no further moves, Zhang Longshao had no choice but to continue: "We need to reassess the abilities of these 'wizards.' If only one or two 'wizards' possess such combat capabilities, then we can still cope. But if a large number of similar wizards, or even more powerful and bizarre wizards, appear, Earth may have to abandon its in-depth development of this world."
As he said this, the diplomat spread his hands: "The effort and the reward are completely disproportionate. We don't even know what resources exist in this world, but so far we have paid more than the entire development process of the previous world combined."
First, ten of the first five hundred expeditionary soldiers survived.
Then the second expeditionary force of 30,000 men was completely wiped out.
This is the third group, and they haven't even been able to build a base yet, but they've already been attacked twice by "wizards." It's easy to imagine that the native inhabitants of this other world will definitely not allow this group of unknown forces to stay in this world. There will definitely be more similar incidents in the future.
Things have reached a point where it's no longer a question of whether or not to continue developing this world, but rather whether or not it's even possible to continue developing it.
Everything has a limit. In the war of invasion against another world, the limit for Earth's civilization is the ratio of gains to losses. If it is necessary to consume more than 90% of the entire civilization's resources to take over a world whose resources are not even clear, I believe that no normal person would gamble the future of the entire civilization.
However, this did not align with Lin Yi's goals. Considering the limited information revealed by the "wizard" earlier, Lin Yi felt it was better to give them some hope.
No need to worry, wizards of that level are few and far between even on this continent.
At the same time, three pairs of eyes focused on the "box" in Eve's hand.
Before they could ask any questions, Lin Yi took the initiative to explain.
[I believe you are all more or less aware of my existence. Similarly, I do possess the various abilities recorded in your accounts. Using these abilities to ascertain information about the surrounding area is not difficult... The information I can provide you at present is that there are at most five wizards of that level on this continent, and one of them has already been eliminated by you.]
Although some doubts remained, Zhang Longshao's diplomatic instincts led him to immediately make a request: "Could you please take direct action to eliminate the remaining four black-robed wizards for us? We can provide—"
[One billion points]
"..."
"..."
"..."
If you're okay with that, I don't mind doing it myself.
After directly stating that even if Earth's current civilization sold itself, it wouldn't be able to raise even one-tenth of that number, Lin Yi continued to provide these dazed humans with confidence.
[Besides me, there are plenty of people in the Main God Space who can help you deal with this crisis. At the very least, you can have Eve take action—of course, that will come at a price.]
Numbly staring at a part of the list Lin Yi had previously stuffed into his brain, he noticed this item on the form belonging to Eve.
Spirit Heart Heavy Cannon (Space-based Particle Orbital Cannon)
To deliver a devastating strike with nanometer-level precision to a localized area.
Exchange Price: 100000 Reward Points
The diplomat had something on his mind that he didn't know how to say.
Of course, as the beneficiary of 50% of the world's resources, we also have an obligation to provide necessary support when our partners encounter difficulties. Eve's appearance is one example. I will also provide several additional teams of automatons to assist your operations on this continent through cooperative actions...
After a brief silence.
No charge
Not only Zhang Longshao, but all three commanders' eyes lit up at the same time.
After spending a few more minutes finalizing the scope and content of the cooperation, the three commanders left satisfied. They would then try to seek more resources and manpower support from Earth and complete the initial construction of the base within three days. After completing this step, they would locate the facilities of those "wizard" organizations and destroy the biggest obstacle to the interdimensional expeditionary force on this continent as quickly as possible.
After they left, Eve, who had been silent all along, looked at the box in her hand and asked in confusion, "Father?"
This world is quite interesting.
Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 723 Griffin Base Vehicle
After witnessing firsthand how the automated humanoid support force from the "God's Space" arrived, even those with immense confidence in 22nd-century Earth civilization had to admit that this collaborator possessed technological capabilities far exceeding those of Earth.
After the commander evacuated the nearby personnel, a heavy armored vehicle resembling a large truck drove out of the portal. At the same time, on the other side of the portal, on Earth, nothing entered. Thus, Earth's civilization confirmed a hypothesis that had been unconfirmed for decades: the God Realm possessed the means to directly interfere with portals regardless of spatial limitations.
After confirming this conjecture, Earth abandoned all actions against the God Realm, an unknown force that remains poorly understood to this day. It's ridiculous; given the God Realm's unilateral ability to interfere with portals, if Earth were to wage war against them, the only outcome would be their annihilation through one-sided attacks. Furthermore, Earth, whose portals were opened by the other side, couldn't even locate the God Realm. Such an unequal war offered absolutely no chance of victory.
Little did they know, this mode of combat they perceived was the norm in "fragmentation warfare"...
Getting back to the point, the heavy armored vehicle, under the curious gaze of the interdimensional expeditionary force, drove along the newly paved road to the other side of the camp. Just as people expected several girls carrying guns to step out, (in previous "cooperation" with Earth civilization, the most frequent appearances of the Main God Space were these automatons with highly similar appearances to humans, which wouldn't cause too much of a commotion—guns were always safer than naval cannons and planet-destroying artillery. Although the tacit information blockade between the two sides prevented any form of communication other than combat, it didn't prevent many people on Earth who had seen automatons from being familiar with and admiring them. After all, in terms of appearance alone, automatons created through modification completely overwhelmed naturally formed humans. Interestingly, after the rumors of automatons appearing in the interdimensional expeditionary force spread, the expeditionary force, which was originally struggling to recruit soldiers, immediately received a large number of young soldiers eagerly seeking them out, to the point that even today, there are still many people joining the expeditionary force with these automatons as their goal), what happened was something they hadn't expected.
After the heavy armored vehicle came to a stop, it emitted a large amount of steam-like white mist. Then, several tires were lifted up in a rapid reassembly, and the heavy main body slammed directly to the ground. Just as several soldiers were about to run up to check, not only the tires, but the entire armored vehicle bearing the Griffin logo began to change rapidly.
The "deck" was unfolded and laid on the ground, transforming into a metal floor.
The "front" of the vehicle was raised, and several antennas that deformed and extended from it subconsciously reminded people of the concept of "radar."
Parking spaces, carriages, chassis...
Each area transformed and reorganized into a completely different appearance. The soldiers watching were dumbfounded until a Gundam building covering more than 500 square meters appeared before their eyes. Griffin's unique logo almost blinded the onlookers in the sunlight.
Zhang Longshao, equally astonished by the advanced technologies contained within this "base vehicle" that were far beyond the reach of Earth's civilization, reacted by evacuating personnel while hoping that a few Black Hawk fighter jets or two Apocalypse Tanks might fly out of it, which would undoubtedly make the upcoming battle much easier.
However, to his disappointment—or rather, to his relief—emerged through the automatic doors as several faces he had seen in classified intelligence reports.
“Griffin’s affiliation, AR Squad Leader M4.A1.”
“Zhang Longshao, commander of the 5th Regiment, 30th Division, First Legion of the Interdimensional Expeditionary Force belonging to Earth, it is a pleasure to cooperate with him.”
Faced with the outstretched hand of the human opposite, M4.A1 hesitated slightly, but finally extended its hand under the urging of AR-15 behind it: "Pleasure doing business with you."
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After a brief meeting, both sides agreed on a time to separate as they needed to make further adjustments to their next steps. Zhang Longshao breathed a sigh of relief upon returning to the camp: "Phew, I thought it would be Squad 404 coming."
Knox, who had just arrived from Earth, whistled: "So you like Squad 404?"
Ignoring his nonsensical teasing, the commander, who also served as a diplomat, said helplessly, "No, it's just that I have worked with Squad 404 once before. Although we didn't have much contact, I at least have some understanding of them, unlike Squad AR, who is completely clueless."
"Hey Zhang! How about I help you if you don't want to?"
"Sorry, I don't want to become the second idiot to end up in a military court for harassing androids."
After coldly refusing Knox's "help," Zhang Longshao turned his attention back to the next operation: "Our drones have taken off and discovered traces of humans about 150 kilometers to the northwest... It's strange, it seems that the alien worlds found in that 'God Space' are all dominated by humans."
"Isn't this a good thing? At least we don't have to fight a bunch of bugs or metal. The former makes me feel disgusted to death, and the latter makes me feel sad to death."
Imagineing that scene, Zhang Longshao had to admit his colleague's statement was true: "Okay, let's continue... According to the drone's detection, there are no 'wizards' in this village-like settlement, at least not on the surface, and their civilization is highly similar to that of Europe—that is, your hometown in the Middle Ages. That's why I applied to the higher-ups to transfer you here."
“I am just a fallen nobleman; you can’t expect me to be very familiar with things from centuries ago.”
"A fallen nobleman can't make you a battlefield commander. Come on, it's time for you to make a difference."
"Okay, okay, I understand. What is my mission in leading the team there?"
"You don't need to do anything."
Pointing towards Griffin outside: "Just follow the AR team; after all, they're the professionals in this area."
Unlike the initial distrust between the two sides when the automatons first appeared in the eyes of humans, after all, sending these "delicate girls" to the battlefield was a challenge in itself for humans with habitual thinking, let alone trusting their tactical abilities and judgment. As a result, for a period of time, the two sides fought independently. It was only after a certain opportunity that they realized that their strengths and weaknesses complemented each other and gradually moved towards cooperation.
Naturally, Knox, who was well aware that the combat power of the automatons was in no way inferior to that of the expeditionary force, would not refuse.
"Understood, I guarantee the mission will be completed."
P.S.: It's tough writing Girls' Frontline on Hedgehog Cat, even M4.A1 are sensitive words.
Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 724 Wizarding Academy
Just like the interdimensional expeditionary force that didn't know it would be the AR team instead of the 404 team that arrived, the AR team, which only learned about their mission upon arrival at their destination, also couldn't understand their actions.
"A cooperative mission with humans... I remember this is only the third time we've carried out a similar mission. Is it really okay to skip so many steps and go straight into joint operations?"
"We have to do it even if there are problems. That's our mission. M4, bring more armor-piercing rounds. Regular ammunition might not be able to break through the hard shells of those 'wizards'."
"Ah, okay."
After replacing the regular bullets in the magazine with specially designed armor-piercing rounds, M4.A1 still felt uneasy: "But aren't these kinds of missions usually carried out by Squad 404?"
"Perhaps 'Griffin' thinks we already have the level to accomplish this task."
Adjusting the scope's accuracy, AR-15 said, "It's also possible that they just randomly threw us in as cannon fodder to scout ahead."
Faced with AR-15's answer, the AR squad leader was somewhat at a loss for words.
"In short, don't think about such things. Just think about how to take down the enemy."
Sopmod, his waist laden with various tactical grenades, exclaimed excitedly, "Kill them all, and we'll win!"
After exchanging glances, the three members of the AR team silently shut their mouths.
Half an hour later, the AR team, having completed its reorganization, set off southwest with a five-person interdimensional expeditionary force. According to the drone's detection, they discovered a village 150 kilometers away in that direction.
Meanwhile, the original rulers of this continent—the Dual-Striped Wizarding Academy—also began to take these invaders from another world seriously. Reality forced them to act this way; if the initial five hundred were merely an accidental entry into the wizarding world, then the subsequent thirty thousand fully armed men could hardly be an accident.
However, unlike the various records of other worlds within the Dual-Striped Wizarding Academy, this other world civilization, foolish enough to attempt to invade the wizarding world, seems somewhat different...
Dual-Striped Wizard Academy, Dual-Striped Wizard Tower.
"...Based on our several contacts with the invaders, we can confirm that these invaders themselves do not possess any resistance to any magical abilities. Even a level one wizard apprentice can easily manipulate a ten-person invader team using various magical techniques. Previously, the 'high-energy radiation field' released by ten formal wizards directly killed and drove away a team of 30,000 people. The Dual-Striped Wizard Academy has absolutely no need to worry about the invasion of these inferior civilizations."
A wizard in a gray robe explained to the formal wizards in the wizard tower, while demonstrating the magical illusion they had created not long ago when they fought against the army of 30,000 invaders—a rudimentary form of magic that even a wizard apprentice could cast.
In the illusion, the combined attack of ten official wizards wiped out more than half of the unsuspecting modern army. Various forms of invisibility, bewitching, and frenzied magic descended upon the invaders. Rather than dying at the hands of the official wizards, the rebels who died directly at the hands of their own comrades fared better.
Finally, when the survivors were driven to the vicinity of the invaders' portal, the several official wizards were clearly taken aback by the portal's instability: a stable portal requires at least the intervention of a Morning Star wizard to establish.
However, the wizards soon discovered that the portal had no "host" at all, but was a natural portal that had been created out of thin air. For safety reasons, they did not approach it, but instead combined the abilities of ten wizards to unleash a large-scale spell, eliminating all the invaders while tentatively attacking the other side of the portal.
The illusion ends here.
"Our magic successfully attacked the invaders' world on the other side of the portal, but for some reason, the wizards themselves cannot pass through the portal. Until five hours ago, we had mastered and attempted to crack this portal... Faced with such an inferior civilization, the Dual-Striped Wizard Academy has absolutely no reason to worry. What we need to do now is to kill every invader who dares to set foot on this continent, then crack the portal's mechanism and launch a counterattack, letting the individuals of that inferior civilization serve as experimental subjects in the grandeur and power of wizarding civilization, offering their insignificant breaths!"
It was clear that this statement received the approval of many wizards, but another voice from the top of the wizard tower easily suppressed these voices of approval.
The speaker was the headmaster of the Two-Striped Wizarding Academy, one of the academy's three second-level wizards: "The Black-Robed Wizard is dead."
The wizards' first reaction upon receiving this information was one of bewilderment.
They knew what black-robed wizards were: evil wizards who would stop at nothing to become powerful. They were often the enemies of white-robed and gray-robed wizards. However, there were not many black-robed wizards on this remote continent, and there was only one who could be called a "black-robed wizard" by the headmaster of the Dual-Striped Wizard Academy, who was a second-level wizard.
"Could it be the black-robed wizard Andrew?!"
"Impossible. Although he only used a trick to force his way up, he is indeed a level two wizard."
"Seventeen years ago, he used a type of witchcraft that was probably close to level two to wipe out a human town!"
……
With the news of the black-robed wizard's death, chaos erupted uncontrollably within the wizard tower, but it was quickly suppressed: wizards across all planes are known for their calmness and wisdom. Although they were shocked by the news of the black-robed wizard's death, they were far from being at a loss. Moreover, their Dual-Patterned Wizard Academy was not a lone wolf like the black-robed wizard, but a powerful wizarding organization with three second-level wizards who ruled this continent.
Satisfied, the second-level wizard on the wizard tower spoke again as he looked at the wizards below who had regained their composure: "We don't need to worry, but we can't let our guard down either. We need to increase our surveillance of these invaders. We need to confirm their abilities and talents. If we confirm that they have the ability to threaten the Dual-Striped Wizard Academy, then we will contact them in other ways. But if, as Wizard Tyren discovered, they are just a group of inferior civilizations that don't even have any magical resistance... the Dual-Striped Wizard Academy hasn't conducted an interdimensional expedition for five hundred years."
Before long, many wizard apprentices and servant knights in the Twin-Patterned Wizard Academy witnessed a strange scene: a large number of wizards hurriedly walked out of the wizard tower and left the academy. Some apprentices were worried about this, but many more wizard apprentices who received the news were excited.
After all, according to the records of the Dual-Patterned Wizard Academy, almost every interdimensional expedition to the wizarding world symbolizes a large income of resources and the emergence of more wizards. At that time, wouldn't they, the wizard apprentices who are suffering from insufficient resources and unable to advance to become formal wizards, have a chance?
P.S.: Fourth update, a short erotic story containing dozens of sensitive words.
Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 725 AR Squad (Part 1)
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