Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 537 - 1 Drifting

In the secret realm, Ulysses opened his eyes.

"Still no good, the space flaw is completely ruined."

Hearing this expected response, Richard did not get angry; he merely sighed in resignation.

"It’s ruined, so be it—at least we are still alive, aren’t we? You said it yourself, as long as we’re alive, there’s hope."

Richard returned to the experimentation table and silently made a mark in his notebook. On the pages of the notebook, there was now a complete ’Zheng’ character, along with the horizontal stroke Richard had just added.

That was the number of days since they had entered the secret realm. Although the world mushroom was still dormant, resulting in the absence of day and night in the secret realm, clocks were still functional.

At that moment, it had been one hundred twenty-six hours, thirty-eight minutes and fifty seconds since they had entered the secret realm.

If nothing unexpected happened, these days would go on for decades, centuries, or even a lifetime.

"Alive... there’s hope," Richard told himself.

But besides the bad news of being lost, his current situation was actually quite good. Due to previously emptying the warehouse of Wuxiang Valley, Richard currently didn’t lack resources—in fact, he was quite wealthy.

In addition, there was no shortage of research material at his disposal. He had on hand the corpses of four Level 4 Wild Beastmen, as well as many martial arts secret manuals.

Richard couldn’t possibly expect to thoroughly investigate these items in a few hundred years.

Wizards, as long as they have things to research, could carry on with life. Moreover, Richard had more than these at his disposal.

Wuxiang, the creation from unknown civilizations, many odd items that Richard had collected from the past could be investigated.

Just stay in the lab, right? Richard knew this life all too well, and now there was no other mess of things to disturb him. He told himself this.

Placing the corpse of a Dingtian Sacred Sect Elder on the dissection table, the information from the Miracle Furnace immediately appeared in front of Richard.

[Raw Material: Level 4 Wild Beastman corpse]

[Rulable to Refine: Flesh Rule (moderately incomplete) Metal Rule (extremely incomplete) Life Rule (extremely incomplete)]

[Spiritual Power Cost: 120]

[Bloodline able to Refine: Level 4 Wild Beastman Bloodline]

[Magic Power Cost: 5,000,000]

But faced with this prompt, Richard had no intention of starting the refinement.

Wild Beastmen were not the same as the usual World Masters in indigenous worlds; they had developed a nascent form of civilization. A complete evolutionary path made their Rule Bodies more perfect than common World Masters, which was directly reflected in the eternalization of their rules.

The dissipation speed of the rules on these Wild Beastman corpses was very weak. Without waiting for a few hundred or thousand years, the fading of the rules was imperceptible.

Therefore, Richard wasn’t in a hurry to refine.

Of course, this was also because he no longer had Soul Essence that could be used to rapidly replenish spiritual power.

The increase of spiritual power required cumulative effort, without Soul Essence as an aid, every rule refinement would cost Richard hundreds or even thousands of years of meditation.

Taking out a scalpel, Richard skillfully opened up the corpse. But the moment he saw the internal structure clearly, his face changed slightly.

The structure in front of him was almost completely different from the regular Wild Beastmen he had dissected. The internal structure of this body was extremely elegant, whether it was the arrangement of the muscles or the distribution of the organs, it combined both utility and beauty.

Compared to this structure, the bodies of regular Wild Beastmen were like underdeveloped children... Development!

Richard was suddenly startled and quickly found his dissection maps of regular Wild Beastmen, as well as those of martial artist Wild Beastmen.

Although the internal structure of these martial artist Wild Beastmen varied slightly due to differences in cultivation techniques, the overall changes were not significant. And by comparing these maps side by side, Richard confirmed his theory.

Wizards’ previous understanding of Wild Beastmen was wrong.

For Wild Beastmen, regular ones were merely infants, martial artist Wild Beastmen were equivalent to youths; only at the Grandmaster Realm would a Wild Beastman truly be considered an adult.

At that moment, a terrifying thought also flashed through Richard’s mind.

If Level 4 was considered mature, then could it be possible that the Pioneer who designed this creature ensured that it had the potential to reach Level 4?

A race wherein everyone could become a World Master seemed insane to Richard, but his intuition told him it might be true.

That’s because there were too many cases within the Wild Beastmen where diligence could make up for shortcomings.

However, Richard quickly realized something—theoretical feasibility and practical feasibility were two different things.

In theory, every third-level creature could live to ten thousand years old, but in reality, wizards who lived to seven thousand were rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Too many external factors could interfere with the growth of Wild Beastmen.

Moreover, the inherently aggressive and irritable nature of Wild Beastmen was probably an unmodifiable intrinsic flaw.

Otherwise, the Pioneer would never have left such an obvious flaw in his own creations.

Of course, it’s not impossible that the workings of the Demon Lord are to blame. But that possibility is so small, it’s negligible. If the Demon Lord had the power to influence every Wild Beastman through the Sealing, even corrupting their life’s Source Material, then the Sealing would hardly make a difference to him.

"If that’s the case, then this Bloodline might be integrated into the Transformation Battle Body," Richard murmured to himself as he examined the dissection atlas before him.

Mixing Bloodlines was out of the question, a line he would not cross. But integrating into the Transformation Battle Body was a different matter altogether.

The greatest advantage of the Transformation Battle Body was that it allowed a Wizard to mix and match Battle Body Maps, achieving a myriad of variations, a different one for each individual.

However, before that, he had to thoroughly understand the structure of the Wild Beastmen and the characteristics of their Bloodlines.

As the days passed, Richard, much like in the Wizard World, immersed himself entirely in his research. The Wild Beastmen, as the legacy of a Pioneer, boasted a body structure that could only be described as perfect. Each organ, gland, and muscle group within their bodies was a finely-tuned masterpiece of the Pioneer.

In front of the Pioneer’s work, Richard felt like an Apprentice who had just begun learning Alchemy, his understanding of body structures as naive as a child’s.

But fortunately, Richard was an excellent student, absorbing knowledge from the Pioneer like a sponge.

Swiftly, three years had gone by.

In these three years, Richard had been studying the body of the Wild Beastmen. Ulysses wasn’t idle either; over the years, he’d been throwing things similar to contracts into the Void.

Once these contracts were fulfilled, they would open a gateway to the Secret Realm.

Such methods were originally employed by the Abyss Demons for the purpose of invading Otherworlds, and thus the war between the two civilizations began.

But now, it became a lifeline for Ulysses, the Divine.

In front of his experimental platform, Richard continued his experiments just as usual. His eyes were bright, his face showed not the slightest hint of despair from being exiled.

As long as Wizards had something to research, they could keep living.

Suddenly, Richard felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly. Following that, the World Mushroom at the center of the Secret Realm swelled up abruptly, as if someone stretching after waking from sleep.

"Master, my Evolution is complete."

The muffled voice of the World Mushroom sounded in Richard’s ears. He looked up, his expression showing a bit of surprise.

The World Mushroom had finally finished its Evolution.

He eagerly asked, "You’ve finally completed your Evolution, do you have a way to pinpoint the Wizard World, or any other world we’ve visited?"

"I’m sorry, master, I’m not capable of that. Can you tell me what has happened?"

Although the World Mushroom had just awakened, it could acutely sense that something was off with the spiritual state of Richard and Ulysses.

Seeing that the World Mushroom was unable to help, Richard’s moment of elation quickly faded. He recounted what had happened to the World Mushroom before resuming his research.

"Master, if you want to return to the Wizard World, I definitely cannot help. But if you want to enter just any Otherworld, I still have a way."

The voice of the World Mushroom made Richard pause.

Being able to go to Otherworlds would suffice.

As long as he could enter another world, then even if he could never return, he wouldn’t be trapped in the Secret Realm like a prisoner.

Richard pressed eagerly, "Other worlds will do, what do you plan to do, do you need Ulysses and me to help?"

"No need for help, after my Evolution, I can now perceive the flows of ethereal currents in the Star Realm and slightly manipulate them.

In the Star Realm, any mature world has a significant impact on the flows of ether. If we drift along with these currents, we are certain to find a world."

Hearing the World Mushroom’s explanation, Richard became a bit puzzled, "Shouldn’t the position of this Secret Realm be fixed within the Star Realm? If you can sense the effects of the worlds on the ethereal currents, then the world we are closest to should be the Wizard World."

"My master, you have a misunderstanding about the nature of the Secret Realm," the World Mushroom clarified. "You might think the Secret Realm is fixed in the Star Realm similar to worlds.

But that’s not the case.

The space that the Secret Realm occupies is actually behind the veil. This Secret Realm is like an Illusionary Dimension; from us, any world is equally distant. However, at the same time, the Secret Realm has some of the properties of a world. Thus, it has a Material World projection, which is the Secret Realm we are currently in.

And this projection is actually adrift in the spatial storms behind the veil.

To use an analogy, the Secret Realm is like a ball tied to a string, one end of which is fixed at a certain point, which is the coordinates you know, master. The other end is tied to the ball, the Material World projection of the Secret Realm.

The string can extend indefinitely, but as long as it doesn’t break, no matter where the ball is, you can always enter the Secret Realm successfully."

Richard was somewhat bewildered by the World Mushroom’s explanation, as he had never delved deeply into the constitution of the Secret Realm. But all that was unimportant; the important thing was that he now had a viable plan.

Richard asked, "According to your method, how long would it take to find a world?"

The World Mushroom fell silent for a moment, then replied calmly, "Master, we are right beside a world.

Without any mishaps, we should reach the World Barrier of this world within fifty years."