Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 538 - 2: The Path to God Begins Here

In the Star Realm, surging ether currents ceaselessly flowed. Amid these tumultuous ether currents, a point of light floated like a flat boat on the waves, tossing up and down with the ether currents.

Within the Secret Realm, Richard gazed uneasily at the walls of the Secret Realm as ripples continuously appeared above him.

This was the first time he had seen ripples appear on the walls of the Secret Realm.

"World Mushroom, do you need help?" Richard asked anxiously.

"No need, Master. I am quite at ease now."

The voice of the World Mushroom was steady, as if the ferocious ether currents outside were merely a gentle sea breeze.

Ulysses landed on Richard’s shoulder, speaking in an equally calm tone, "Don’t be nervous. These ether currents might look intimidating, but that’s all there is to it. We once had a star craft powered by the ether currents, but since it was too uncontrollable and lacked practical value, it was ultimately abandoned.

The prototype I saw wasn’t anything spectacular defensively—only about 15,000 Energy Level at most."

Ulysses’s words slightly relaxed Richard, but as he watched the barrier continue to pulse with ripples, he still felt uneasy.

Out of sight, out of mind, Richard sighed and turned around to enter his laboratory located inside the stem of the World Mushroom.

By now, thirty years had passed since Richard had become lost, and over those years, he had adapted to life in the Secret Realm and his research had made considerable progress.

He had achieved phased results in his research on Wild Beastmen.

Utilizing the knowledge obtained from the Wild Beastmen, he had made modifications to his own body, slightly enhancing his strength and agility.

Furthermore, he discovered a unique gland within the brains of the Wild Beastmen.

This gland also existed in both regular and Martial Artist Wild Beastmen, but it was underdeveloped. The substances it secreted only made the Wild Beastmen more aggressive. However, when a Wild Beastman reached Level 4, this gland secreted a special substance that made it easier for the Wild Beastmen to perceive the fundamental rules behind the veil, with the only cost being increased irritability.

Sadly, although most of these bodies’ cells survived through local energy circulation and self-absorption of energy,

this gland was not among them.

Thus, Richard’s research on this substance had only reached this stage, and whether it had new uses or side effects, Richard did not know.

Therefore, over these years, Richard had been trying to cultivate a fully grown gland and then mass produce the substance, but he had not been successful.

In the laboratory, a figure in a black robe was busily engaged. Richard walked over and greeted her.

"Inhardt, stop for a moment."

The figure in the black robe paused, revealing a human female face characterized by a chitinous shell.

Inhardt’s soul, due to the erasure of the Mother Worm God’s memories, was devoid of personality, effectively becoming a newborn infant, with no existing moral principles or personality.

Over the last few decades, Richard, with nothing better to do, had erased those memories of the Mother Worm God from Inhardt’s soul and artificially constructed a new personality within the blank slate.

Now, Inhardt had become Richard’s Divine Chosen and research assistant. To better fit the role of an assistant and to come closer to being a "God," with Richard’s help, Inhardt had undergone a hybridization.

However, unlike the hybrids of the Wizard World, Inhardt had chosen to mix human blood into her own bloodline—a reverse hybridization, essentially.

That was why Inhardt had taken on a human form.

Of course, the choice of a female face wasn’t due to Richard’s frivolous nature— the Black Crystal Worm Clan consists only of females and assexuals.

The Mother Worm and many other mother worms are females of the Black Crystal Worm Clan. Inhardt, being used as a vessel by the Mother Worm God, had also naturally been transformed into a female.

"Your will, my lord," replied Inhardt with her distinctly insect-like voice.

After clearing up the items on the test bench, Richard took out a metal box from the cabinet below.

Opening the lid, there were only two things inside the box: one being a silicone-like filler, the other—the Wuxiang that Richard had obtained in the Wuxiang Valley.

The Wuxiang was placed in the center of the filler but didn’t match the contours of the filler at all. Moreover, compared to the Wuxiang he had previously, it had notably increased in size.

"Has it consumed everything already?"

Richard muttered, taking the Wuxiang out of the box. Soon after, an alchemy array emerged on his palm, and within a moment, a rune appeared on the Wuxiang.

After the rune was branded, the Wuxiang, as if it had been given a command, quickly began to change.

During this process, Richard did not provide any guidance, merely injecting magic power monotonously.

Soon, the Wuxiang transformed into a metal magic wand, and a nearly complete rune array even appeared on the wand.

Looking at the newly transformed Wuxiang, a satisfied smile appeared on Richard’s face.

Concerning the study of the Wuxiang, Richard had obtained preliminary results. This metal sphere, which seemed like ordinary metal, was actually a gestalt creature.

It wasn’t a creature of flesh, but rather a metal creature akin to nanorobots.

Whether it was due to the small size of its population or an innate defect of Third Level Gestalt Creatures, Wuxiang lacked intelligence and merely possessed the instinct of a creature. Thus, under the guidance of biological energy, it transformed into different forms.

However, this creature didn’t only consume energy.

Its diet consisted of various metals, ranging from the simplest iron to the highest quality fine gold secret silver. Through experiments, Richard had identified Wuxiang’s favorite materials and mixed them in proportion to form an alloy.

Moreover, Richard discovered that Wuxiang could remember the items it consumed. From the shape of the items to their enchantments, it remembered everything.

However, this memory required multiple feedings to perfectly replicate. For instance, the magic wand currently mimicked by Wuxiang was the result of feeding it five times.

As the difficulty of enchanting the feeding materials increased, the number of feedings needed also increased. But as Wuxiang’s size grew, so did the effectiveness of its memory.

Richard had no doubt that if Wuxiang could reproduce sufficiently, it could even mimic an entire Floating City.

Overall, feeding Wuxiang was a highly profitable venture. After all, Wuxiang’s various data were extremely outstanding; its magic conducting properties were only slightly inferior to mithril, and it was as hard as pure gold when hardened.

With various enchantments, although it was inferior to treasures like the Balancing Hand, it held a significant advantage over general rare materials used in Magic Equipment.

If Wuxiang were to be segmented, it would make the best material for Magic Equipment.

But currently, Richard had not yet found a way to segment Wuxiang.

After setting up the food for Wuxiang, Richard then put it back. He then continued the research on gland cultivation that he had been studying for over a decade.

Following the guidance of the World Mushroom, the Secret Realm, following the ether undertow, headed straight for the world causing changes in the ether flow.

Thirty-six years after the evolution of the World Mushroom, the Secret Realm stopped less than 10,000 kilometers away from the New World.

Millions of fungal tendrils extended from the walls of the Secret Realm, firmly anchoring the projection of the Material World in the Void.

Richard and Ulysses stood in the Star Realm, quietly watching the massive, glowing object in front of them.

"Bad luck, it’s a miniature world," Ulysses lightly said, assessing the world.

Richard retorted, "Finding a world is good enough, and you’re still picky."

"Ah, you don’t understand," Ulysses replied. "If it were a Miniature World, with our combat capabilities, we almost wouldn’t need to hide; a surprise attack could finish off the World Master.

Then, your path to becoming a Level 4 Creature would be smooth..."

"Stop! Becoming a Level 4 Creature?" Richard looked puzzled at Ulysses, "You’re planning to make me ascend to godhood using your methods?"

Ulysses nodded slightly, "Yes. Without becoming a Level 4 Creature, you can’t communicate with your Wizard Dimension. If you can’t communicate with the Wizard Dimension, you’ll almost never find the way home.

The Star Realm is vast; you surely can’t blindly fly around trying to find your way home, right?"

Ulysses’ words left Richard stunned. Indeed, leaving the Secret Realm wasn’t his ultimate goal; his ultimate goal was to get home.

"You’re right, but can you just casually talk about your method of ascension?"

Ulysses shook his head, "Have you forgotten? I once told you, there are three and a half paths to becoming a god: one, a God of Rules; two, a Racial God; three, a Professional God. For these three paths, you need to sign a contract with the Divine King before I can tell you, otherwise I’d also be violating the Destiny Contract.

The remaining half path, however, I can tell anyone."

"Oh? What’s special about this half path?" Richard asked curiously.

"Of course, there is," Ulysses replied. "Firstly, this path isn’t complete; you can only become a god through it, but if you want to continue on this path... sorry, there’s no road ahead.

Thus, it’s called a half path.

Secondly, the ritual for this path is extremely difficult, so difficult that if you become a god through this ritual, the Divine King would directly send you a civilization invitation, hoping you’ll join the Gods Civilization."

"How difficult is this ritual?"

Richard looked serious; this ritual was critical to whether he could return home, no matter how challenging, he had to overcome it.

Ulysses also looked earnest as he replied, "Richard, your ascension ritual requires a Pope, several Bishops, tens of thousands of Priests, hundreds of millions of Believers, and most importantly, One Ring—a feat sufficient to shock the world."

This response left Richard baffled; what kind of condition was that? A world-shocking feat was a vague requirement. And how would one measure such a world-shocking deed? It couldn’t just be because he said it was world-shocking.

Ulysses explained, "Richard, you should know that each world has a World Consciousness. The composition of this world is the collective consciousness formed by the countless intelligent beings of this world.

If you want to shock the world, you need to make this collective consciousness feel astonished. To achieve this, you need to make eighty percent of the intelligent beings in this world hear of your deeds and believe them to be nearly impossible.

This is the most difficult part of the ritual."