The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 804 Titan Body Cultivation Method

"You're finally back. Judging from your appearance, your companion probably couldn't be saved."

In the Abyss Archives, the Titan King looked at Richard with an expression that said, "I knew it."

"It seems you already had this in mind."

With a wave of his hand, the Titan King conjured two chairs in the archives. He pointed to one of them, his tone remarkably calm.

"If you frequently explore fate, you'll discover one thing: by the time you realize something can be undone, it's often too late."

I call this a trick of fate, but when this trick is amplified to the level of a civilization, we call it the tide of history.

Richard sat down in the chair, his expression anything but pleasant.

"That doesn't sound very good. Is fate a mischievous child? Cruel yet naive."

“That’s a good analogy,” the Titan King said, a hint of surprise on his face as he took his seat. “Cruel yet naive, it’s a good analogy.”

But fate is like that; if it truly has a physical form, then it must be as you describe it.

The two looked at each other.

Four eyes against six eyes.

The air suddenly fell silent.

"Don't you want to ask me what I left for you?" the Titan King said slowly.

"I don't need to ask, you'll tell me anyway."

"What if I don't tell you?"

"Then I'll leave."

A hint of boredom flashed across the King of Titans' face.

"Your personality is really not likable."

With a casual wave of his hand, the surrounding filing cabinets opened automatically, and a huge stone tablet flew out from them.

The stone tablet shrank continuously in the air, eventually becoming the size of a palm, looking like a stone slab.

The stone tablet flew to a stop in front of Richard, and the voice of the Titan King came from behind it.

"This is the training method for the Titan Body, a version I perfected after my advancement. If you can reach the final level, even if you don't become a level nine creature, you can still reach the intermediate level eight and a half."

Richard's face showed a hint of surprise. He took the stone tablet and asked with some astonishment, "On the Furnace Fire Scroll, after you reached the ninth level, you only made three moves before it completely collapsed."

Where do you find the time to do all this?

"First of all, I did not reach level nine; I only reached level eight and a half," the Titan King said solemnly. "Secondly, time meant nothing to me at that time. To me then, time was like flowing water, and I was a reef."

If I wanted to, I could stand there forever.

The three moves you observed were actually a projection of my attack on that monster.

Each attack resulted in it escaping from my grasp and flowing downstream with the tide of time.

We've clashed countless times in the time you can't see.

"How can this be?"

A look of disbelief flashed in Richard's eyes.

"How can time stand still? If time were to stand still, the position of every element and every unit of energy would be fixed."

And every action you take is tantamount to defying the rules of the material world!

“It certainly won’t be in the material world,” the Titan King scoffed. “Who would fight in the material world? Our battle must be taking place in the endless dimensions.”

Even so, the information revealed by the Titan King was enough to alarm Richard.

He never imagined that someone could move around during the paused time.

Suddenly, Richard looked sharply at the Titan King.

"So you clearly won, so why did it fall apart in the end?"

"That's because there was something wrong with my ritual," the Titan King said calmly. "The ritual was designed by Crystal and me together. It was already a great achievement to succeed, and to expect it to remain stable was just greedy."

In that state, I could remain in that instant for ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even a million years.

But the time I experience in still time is meaningless to you.

You cannot see time standing still; you can only see me disintegrating as time flows.

and……"

A hint of melancholy flashed across the King of Titans' face.

"I am not a level nine being after all. With the erosion of time, I will inevitably be pushed forward by time. Collapse is inevitable."

"And who are you?" Richard asked tentatively.

Upon hearing this, the Titan King's face immediately revealed a sly smile, as if to say, "You've finally fallen for my trap."

"Hehe, that's a secret. My current role is to help you grow so that you can survive until the final battle."

Richard's curiosity was aggravated by this answer, as if scratched by a cat's claws.

"can not say?"

"I do not want to say."

Richard was annoyed by the answer, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Richard said somewhat angrily, "Fine, don't tell me then. You'll tell me sooner or later anyway."

The Titan King was quite pleased with Richard's anger. He leisurely conjured a cup of raging energy liquid that emitted a high dose of radiation, and then took a sip.

"Hmm, not bad, it tastes just like it did back then."

Seeing this, Richard had no choice but to reluctantly drop the subject.

He inserted the stone slab into his body—this was a world of consciousness, where everything was information and had no physical properties.

The moment Richard fully entered his consciousness, the vast amount of information contained in the stone tablet surged into his soul like a tidal wave.

Although the Titan King cannot exist eternally in the time freeze, the time he can remain there is still quite long. During this period, while he cannot explore anything involving the rules, he can still explore himself.

This Titan Body Cultivation Method is the result of his exploration of the mysteries of his own body.

The knowledge contained within is even greater than that passed down by the furnace masters!

It's hard to imagine how much detailed research the Titan King did on himself during that period.

He probably went through all the core moments of his life.

After an unknown amount of time, Richard recovered from the overwhelming amount of information, a look of shock on his face.

Although he hasn't fully grasped some of the contents of this inheritance, the part he has understood is already astonishing.

"How much did you understand?" The Titan King put down the cup in his hand, a hint of curiosity on his face.

"Sixty percent...?"

"That's alright." King Titan nodded slightly. "As long as you're not illiterate. I was really afraid you wouldn't understand the contents and I'd have to start from the basics again."

Richard ignored the King of Titans' almost mocking comment; his bewildered eyes were filled with astonishment and shock.

He muttered to himself, "This cultivation method is truly insane."

This Titan Body cultivation method has forged a new path beyond the conventional path of physical evolution.

He no longer confined himself to life information, but boldly introduced rules into life information.

If Richard were to truly achieve his complete form, his entire body would be filled with trillions of cells, each of which would be a small world in itself.

It should be noted that the Cosmic Corona only managed to create a dimensional world comparable to a large world by relying on dimensions.

"It seems you really understood it."

The Titan King was pleased with Richard's reaction; this was his ultimate creation, worthy of such amazement.

But Richard soon snapped out of his daze and looked sharply at the Titan King.

"How do you solve the resource problem? Every world requires countless resources. Even if I jumped into the elemental realm, I couldn't possibly gather enough before I die."

The Titan King shrugged.

"It can't be solved."

"Can't be solved!?" Richard was speechless.

The Titan King casually rested his chin on his hand and said calmly, "Didn't I say before that if you can complete your cultivation, then even if you can't become a level nine creature, you can at least reach the level eight and a half?"

The prerequisite is that you have completed your cultivation.

I haven't found a solution to the resource problem, but I believe you future generations will.

Richard was speechless; he hadn't expected that this ultimate goal was just a pie in the sky.

However, he was not upset by this; on the contrary, he felt somewhat fortunate.

That ultimate realm was too terrifying, so terrifying it seemed unreal.

Richard stood up and gave the Titan King a wizard's salute.

"Even if the problem remains unsolved, this method of cultivation is an ineffable treasure. On behalf of future generations, I once again pay my highest respects to you and all the previous civilizations that sacrificed themselves for it."

The Titan King waved his hand, his voice low and deep: "They're all dead now, there's no point in saying anything more about it."

After leaving the archives, Richard's consciousness returned to his body.

He glanced at the time on the information crystal ball and realized that it had taken him a whole week to receive the information.

"It took so long. It seems I should strengthen my mental strength."

Richard stood up, took a breath of fresh air, and felt much better overall.

That Titan Body cultivation method gave him ample confidence.

Richard took out his task notebook from his pocket, opened a new page, and listed the things he needed to do next.

[Cultivating the Body of a Titan]

Explore the Hearthman dimension, and if possible, devour the powerful miracle dimensions within it.

[Study the heritage of the Hearth People, absorb as much knowledge as possible, and express it using the technology of the Wizarding Civilization]

[Develop the Titan Legion to fill the gaps in the Beast Plains mercenary force]

[The Miracle School of Development...]

Richard hadn't finished writing when a communication request appeared on his information crystal ball.

Richard frowned slightly as he looked at the person making the request.

"Curse Mark, what's the matter?"

The cautious voice of the Cursed Archmage could be heard coming from the crystal ball.

"Your Majesty, the council has been making some big moves lately. Shouldn't you return to oversee the school of thought?"

Richard paused for a moment, then asked somewhat blankly, "The School of Mastery? Me?"

The cursed archmage on the other side felt somewhat ashamed; he knew that there must be something wrong with his memory.

Otherwise, the Crown of Miracles wouldn't have forgotten the agreement with the school.

He thought to himself, "The combination of anti-memes and memory logic manipulation means that the Crown of Curses must be in trouble."

Although he had no memory of the Crown of Curse, logically speaking, the school of curses must have a Crown.

Exhaling, the Cursed Archmage gathered his thoughts and spoke as calmly as possible:
"Of course it's you. Although I don't know how much my memories have been altered, based on my current memories, the Curse School and you should have a very close relationship. Otherwise, the memory logic distortion wouldn't make me think that you should be in charge of the school."

Upon hearing that Curse Mark had realized his memories had been altered, Richard was slightly taken aback, then a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

"As expected of a student of the Crown Prince. Wait for me at headquarters, I'll be right there."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)