Steadfast Wizard: From Heart-Swapping Rat to Dimensional Demon God

Although the decision has been made, the road ahead is not easy...

Unlike the mass troop build that requires painstaking efforts to upgrade sample capabilities, the biggest problem with this route is actually the availability of flesh and blood materials.

High-level monsters aren't actually that hard to obtain; you just need to spend money, and they don't necessarily have to be alive—corpses will do.

However, the stronger the monster, the more demonized flesh and blood are needed for transformation; either the quality needs to be improved or the quantity needs to be increased.

Both of them require a large amount of demonized flesh and blood, and that costs money!

So, making money?

Isaac shook his head. Money isn't that easy to earn, and spellcasting materials are high-consumption items. You can't rely entirely on buying them; it's best to find them yourself.

Regarding this, Isaac had a few ideas. One was still the goblin lair, which was practically a perpetual motion machine. However, the long-term catalysis of goblins would have a very serious impact on the surrounding environment, ranging from the extinction of life to the collapse of the laws, attracting some strange monsters.

But you could try doing it elsewhere, in a place similar to a medicinal herb garden, planting and harvesting regularly.

The plan itself isn't too difficult to implement; we can simply ask the Outer Gods for "help." The real challenge lies in understanding the attitude of the legendary wizard behind the goblins towards this kind of behavior...

He believed that he was definitely not the only legendary wizard who had thought of how to use goblins, nor the only one capable of doing so, but the fact that nothing like it had appeared yet indicated that the matter was very complex and required caution.

The second idea is to create a super-large capacity magic storage device. Flesh-blood conversion does not necessarily require the involvement of demonized flesh and blood; pure magic can also be used, but this would consume a lot of energy. So, as long as the magic required for casting is prepared in advance, this problem can be solved.

The last idea was to upgrade the flesh dimension, so that the crimson gems it was connected to could produce even more flesh.

In general, the latter two ideas are more reliable and can be implemented in a short period of time, but the former is faster and the latter is slower.

The latter will have to wait even longer; he can't yet obtain the resources necessary for the effective growth of the flesh and blood dimension. As for the former...

Isaac raised his right hand and looked at the magic imprint transplanted on the back of his hand. This small, circuit board-like thing, which emitted a pale blue glow, increased his magic reserves by three times!

This is already the most advanced technology in the Truth Association, and it's not available on the market at all. If it weren't for Cheryl, Isaac wouldn't be able to buy it even if he had the money, let alone since he doesn't have any.

From Isaac's own perspective, this little thing was already perfect. If he wanted to improve it, he would probably have to hold a ceremony and ask an outer god for help.

However, the biggest advantage of magic imprints is not actually the amount of magic stored, but the compatibility of magic.

The magic imprinted is almost identical to the wizard's own magic, and can be used to cast any spell, circulating within the body without any side effects.

But these are all things Isaac can discard. He only needs this magic to perform flesh-and-blood transformation, and he doesn't need it to circulate within his body or care about the nature of the magic.

So, there is great potential?

"Tsk~" Isaac stared at the magic imprint for a long time, then shook his head helplessly and gave up the idea of ​​taking it apart to study it. Similar magic items could be studied slowly, but the magic imprint was very practical. Besides, even if he took it apart, it was still another matter.

Not urgent.

and so……

"Tsk~"

After thinking for a moment, Isaac shook his head and began packing his things.

Although he did not participate in Gaia's meeting, he was unaware that they were discussing having him leave.

But Isaac wasn't stupid; he knew exactly what he had done. He had been summoned by the evil god three times, attempted to communicate once, and legitimately completed the transactions twice.

In my previous life, this wouldn't have been a matter of developing nuclear bombs; it would have been about playing with nuclear bombs!

We tolerated his recklessness before because we had to fight a major enemy and go all out.

Now that the battle is over, it's time for him to leave.

Staying here made not only Gaia and his team uncomfortable, but Isaac was also uncomfortable, feeling restricted in his actions. Of course, there were advantages, at least there was no shortage of research funding.

However, I will eventually have to leave.

"Rip!"

Harmon emerged, a scarlet eye appearing on the back of his hand, and looked at Isaac with a puzzled expression: "Hiss~"

Are we leaving?

"Hmm, it's about time to leave. Let's pack up. I wonder if we can take the whole lab floor with us. I'm quite attached to it...tsk~"

"Squeak??"

Isn't it because it's valuable?

The mouse on Isaac's shoulder looked at Isaac with a puzzled expression.

Isaac: "..."

Hamon: "..."

"...If only you put that intelligence into using divine magic..." Isaac shook his head helplessly, chatting idly with the claw and the mouse while packing his things.

The scene actually felt rather heartwarming...

As evening fell and night descended, Cheryl, having finished all her business, arrived on the third floor and froze the moment she stepped inside.

Isaac was lying on a sofa, holding a magic book in his hands. On his left shoulder, the spirit mouse Ruicheng stared blankly at the magic book in Isaac's hand with its tiny yellow eyes.

Above their heads, a ferocious purple claw stretched out its long fingers, scratching Isaac and the gray mouse from time to time. Sometimes it would even open its serrated mouth on its claw and spit out a scarlet eyeball.

At first glance, it seems eerie, yet you can also feel a touch of warmth.

Cheryl: "..."

Cheryl sighed inwardly, feeling once again fortunate for her decision. Legend has it that wizards are all mentally ill!

A mad witch is the epitome of mental illness!

In this day and age, only legendary wizards would choose the Hand of God as their magical pet. These arcanists choose practical or elegant little animals such as ravens, crows, frogs, and black cats, unlike the abstract creatures of legendary wizards.

After all, legend has it that wizards cannot actually decide the type of their magical creatures.

"What are you looking at?" After adjusting her mood, Cheryl smiled and walked towards Isaac.

"The Kingdom Princess: The Fall of the Black Orcs." Isaac casually showed the book cover.

Cheryl's face stiffened. "The Fall of the Kingdom's Princess"...

Isn't that just pornography?!

What should I do if I catch my younger brother reading porn? It's urgent!

Cheryl sighed, rubbed her furrowed brow, and asked helplessly, "Why did you think of reading this kind of book? If you'd like, I can send you a few maids."

"A maid? What would I need that for?" Isaac asked, puzzled.