Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 295 - 294 East Coast Joint Exchange Conference

Chapter 295: Chapter 294 East Coast Joint Exchange Conference

Chapter 295: Chapter 294 East Coast Joint Exchange Conference

Daytime.

Richard had returned to White Stone Tower Academy and was walking side by side with Gro on the academy’s bluestone road.

Looking around, Richard’s eyes flickered, noticing some changes.

He saw that nearby buildings had their facades repainted, some damaged parts of the stone road were also repaired, and the trees along the road were meticulously pruned into uniform shapes…

Although everything didn’t look brand new, the changes were significant. This reminded him of how some schools on Earth would spruce themselves up in anticipation of inspections by leaders.

What… exactly was the situation?

Richard turned to Gro with this question. Gro’s eyes widened, and he expressed surprise, “Lord Richard, do you not know what this is all about?”

Richard shrugged casually, “I really don’t know. If you know, please tell me.” He had hardly been at the academy recently and was out of touch with messages that were common knowledge.

“Well then,” Gro said, “this is all because of the East Coast Joint Exchange Conference.”

“East Coast Joint Exchange Conference?”

“Yes,” Gro nodded and began to explain.

After the explanation, Richard finally understood the reason.

In the East Coast, there are more than a dozen powerful wizard organizations, considered the top forces.

These organizations are fiercely competitive, constantly thinking about swallowing up the other wizard organizations and unifying the entire East Coast. However, such ideas are merely wishful thinking since the existing wizard organizations aren’t easy to bully.

Among the dozen or so organizations, some are stronger and some weaker, but the differences in strength aren’t overwhelming. Consequently, none of the organizations can dominate the others. Subtle maneuvers are constant behind the scenes, but on the surface, there is a tacit peace, maintaining a friendly demeanor with each other. The East Coast Joint Exchange Conference is a creation of these circumstances.

Each year, each wizard organization would select students from various levels within their organization to live and stay with another wizard organization for a period. Ostensibly for learning exchanges, but practically for showcasing strength and flexing their muscles.

If an organization repeatedly performs poorly at these conferences, sending substandard students, then it can almost be concluded to be on the decline. Behind the scenes, the other organizations would take more ruthless actions, continuously kicking it while it’s down.

Conversely, if an organization consistently achieves excellent results, sending very strong students, then it can be confirmed to be growing stronger. In such cases, the other wizard organizations act more cautiously behind the scenes to prevent being bitten back.

Therefore, the dozen or so wizard organizations place significant importance on this so-called “East Coast Joint Exchange Conference,” investing considerable effort each time.

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This year, it just happened to be White Stone Tower’s turn to host, and students from the other wizard organizations on the East Coast would soon be arriving.

For this reason, while maintaining its usual affairs, White Stone Tower began renovating and beautifying the academy. They didn’t want its minor flaws to be looked down upon by other wizard organizations, which led to the current situation.

After listening to Gro’s explanation, Richard nodded in understanding. However, he didn’t pay much attention to it afterward.

In Richard’s eyes, the “East Coast Joint Exchange Conference” had almost nothing to do with him. As an auditor, and particularly inconspicuous at that, he would likely not be chosen by White Stone Tower to participate in the conference, and he had no desire to partake—preferring to observe as a bystander.

After all, avoiding the cumbersome and meaningless academy life had long been decided using the principle of “O’Connor’s Razor.”

Thinking this way, Richard and Gro arrived in front of the academy’s library—Richard’s purpose for returning to the academy:

Although he had already figured out the numbering connection between books from the Black Spirit Empire, he needed to find more books from the Black Spirit Empire in order to unravel the secrets of the White Stone Tower and the Black Spirit King.

Previously, he had found the first book from the Black Spirit Empire in this library; this time, Richard was prepared to try his luck again.

Richard walked toward the inside of the library and saw two familiar people coming out—Princess Rose, an extremely wealthy individual, and Baki, one of her fiancés-to-be.

At that moment, Rose was briskly walking with her arm looped through Baki’s. Baki’s movements were stiff, and his face was forced into a smile, clearly in agony.

As the two approached, Baki glanced at Gro and Richard with an embarrassed expression, while Rose lifted her head haughtily and darted a disdainful glance at Richard, letting out an ambiguous snort, then pulled Baki away.

Hmm?

Richard turned his head, watching the two walk away, his eyes flickered, and only after a while did he realize the meaning behind Rose’s actions.

Everything must start from long ago.

At the beginning of the school year, when Rose returned to the academy, she could not find anyone to clean, so she asked him to do it, promising a high price as an enticement. However, he ignored her, forcing Rose to clean by herself, and she ended up making a terrible mess. Since then, there had been conflict.

After a certain period into the semester, Baki returned to the academy and Rose immediately had Baki cause trouble for him in the swordsmanship class, but she did not succeed.

Later, in order to complete the tasks assigned by Rose, Baki confessed some things to him, which were quite pitiful. He went along with the flow and did a favor, treating it as if Baki had successfully caused trouble.

After that, he did not see Rose again, but if he was not mistaken, what Baki reported to Rose was that he had given himself a harsh lesson and demonstrated enough strength to make it clear that Rose was not to be trifled with.

Thus, Rose had appeared so full of herself just now.

Realizing these things, Richard couldn’t help but shake his head. Honestly, such matters really did not interest him at all, as they were meaningless and did not help his research or his goals.

Thinking about these things, Richard walked into the library with Gro and began to browse and check the library’s books, hoping to find something promising.

“Rustle…”

…

Soon, it was night, and Richard left the White Stone Tower Academy and returned to his laboratory. The day’s inspection of the library yielded results that were neither good nor bad:

Firstly, he had found two more books from the Black Spirit Empire, but both were ones he already owned. One was the frequently seen “My Autobiography – Moratos,” with the serial number 36, and the other was “Path to Nobility,” with the serial number 8.

Thus, the counts of “My Autobiography – Moratos” and “Path to Nobility” had each reached six and five copies, respectively.

…

Late night.

The main laboratory of the research facility.

Sitting at the lab table, after researching Magic Runes for most of the day, Richard stood up, exhaled a deep breath, and rubbed his temples, trying to relieve his brain’s fatigue.

His eyes swept over the intricate lines and dense text drawn and written on the papyrus scroll on the table, and Richard’s eyes flickered, knowing this was the outcome of several hours that night.

Since there was no breakthrough, the results were not significant, only some improvements on previous work.

This was inevitable; after all, research does not always lead to breakthroughs. Besides breakthroughs, most of it is the tedious, long-term research. Only through continuous accumulation is a breakthrough possible—impatience would achieve nothing.

“Take it slow,” Richard muttered to himself, and started to tidy up the things on the lab table. After finishing, he moved towards the culture dish cabinet on the side.

The culture of “Divine Blood” secretion cells in the cabinet was also something that couldn’t be rushed. Richard had been culturing them for a considerable time and was prepared to continue culturing until he could produce viable cells.

Reaching his hand into the cabinet, Richard took out a culture dish and placed it under the microscope to observe. While observing, he recorded his findings, and then destroyed the contaminated, unqualified cells in some culture dishes. For the cells in normal culture dishes, he added nutrients to continue their development.

Richard observed one by one, and soon he was looking at the last few dishes when he suddenly saw something different through the microscope’s eyepiece.

“This is…” Richard narrowed his eyes at the eyepiece, murmuring to himself, “Is this a new trait mutation, and one that meets the requirements? Hmm… Although it still cannot secrete ‘Divine Blood,’ continuing this way might be promising, so…”

Richard lifted his head and carefully handled the culture dish with the special mutation, dividing the cells into several different dishes, adding sufficient nutrients, labeling them accurately, and placing them at the top of the cabinet.

“Hopefully, in time, this will bring a surprise…”

Richard spoke out loud, then quickly observed and processed the last few remaining culture dishes, secured the cabinet, and walked back to the lab table.

Sitting at the lab table, Richard took out all fourteen books from the Black Spirit Empire that he had collected thus far.

Looking at the fourteen books laid out on the table, Richard’s eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself, “Still too few, far too few. I must find a way to acquire more books. But how?”

“Hmm…”

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