Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Aldrick remained silent, deeply shocked.

He had previously studied the structure of world rules in his own world, but those structures were embedded in the ocean of world rules, maintaining the operation of the world.

Only a small portion of the content is visible; most of the area is covered by an unrevealed shell.

What he sees now is a network of rules, with each layer exposed and complete.

Like strata of earth turned upside down from the inside, all the faults and textures are laid out in the field of vision without reservation.

He stared for a long time, his gaze following the path of a golden-white chain for a distance.

After confirming the area covered by the chain, it was determined that it was indeed in operation, maintaining a constant direction, and its speed and amplitude remained within the same range without any obvious fluctuations or interruptions.

Each rule in this giant network of rules is extremely stable and plays its own role.

Aldrick's lips moved slightly, as if confirming a conclusion: "These rules...are all under your control?"

"Yes," Lynn said.

"This is my inner world, and the rules here are naturally under my control."

"This is a giant web of rules woven from the Myriad Sacred Marks, and each chain is a complete rule."

"Of course, most of it is just a framework and hasn't been filled in yet."

"They operate along fixed paths, requiring no additional guidance and without deviating on their own."

Aldrick nodded knowingly, and after a long while, his voice finally rang out:

"We alchemists call ourselves researchers of the rules, but in reality we are merely users of the rules."

"Using the rules of the world is like borrowing something; you return it after you're done, and then you can continue living, continuing your research, and continuing to learn more."

"And you wizards... are the true masters of the rules!"

He paused for a moment, as if to confirm the validity of that conclusion: "You've turned the rules of the world into your own."

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Lynn, his tone now calm, but still filled with emotion:

"Wizards are indeed the natural enemy of alchemists. Compared to you wizards, alchemists are nothing more than thieves who steal the rules."

"You weave these rules into a complete network, and you can make them operate on their own without conflict."

"No one in our alchemist system can achieve this level of control."

"Even if I were to advance to the Alchemy Sage level, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to achieve this."

Having said that, he withdrew his gaze and fixed it on Lynn: "How long did it take you to get to this point, sir?"

Lynn thought for a moment: "From the first time we built the framework until now... it's been about ten years."

After listening, Aldrick didn't ask any further questions, feeling somewhat dazed.

As a top genius and a top expert in the alchemy world, it took me thousands of years to get to where I am today.

Even so, it is impossible to control all the rules.

But the young man in front of me has achieved something I can hardly reach in just over a decade.

That's really... discouraging!

His gaze returned to the sky, as if he wanted to memorize every connection point of that net.

I followed the chains along their intersection until they disappeared at the edge of the clouds before turning my gaze away.

With the naked eye alone, one can only see some things on the surface, making it difficult to gain a deep understanding of these rules.

Aldrick now desperately wants to communicate with the world and integrate into the new world's ocean of rules.

He turned to look at Lynn and said with certainty:

"Your Excellency resurrected me, surely not simply to let me tour your little world?"

Lynn did not deny it: "Let's talk about it back in the lab."

He did this both to make Aldrick understand his situation and to stimulate his thirst for knowledge, so that he could feel the greatness of the rules of his own world.

In this way, Aldrick's thinking will change during the subsequent negotiations.

Surrendering to oneself is not just about survival, but also about taking a step further, about understanding the world and comprehending its rules.

Sometimes, these lives, smaller than himself, are more attractive to him.

Sometimes, enticement is more effective than coercion.

The two walked back to the laboratory.

Lynn sat down across the table, then gestured for Aldrick to sit down as well, and then got straight to the point, stating his terms:

"Aldrick, I'll be frank, I resurrected you so that you would serve me."

"Serve me for fifty years. After fifty years, I will let you go. If I advance to the True Spirit level during this time, I will help you advance to the Alchemist Sage level."

"You can't try to break through on your own in these fifty years, but you can comprehend the rules of this world and invoke them."

"As I continue to expand this world, its rules will continue to be filled and improved, making it even more powerful in the future."

"The world's will is called 'All Things,' and it is a wisp of my will. It will fully mobilize the vast network of rules, granting you the authority to comprehend them."

"With the rules of this world as the basis for advancement, your breakthrough to Sage will be more stable than if you had broken through in your original world."

Aldrick didn't seem surprised and didn't answer immediately.

He sat across the table, maintaining the posture of having listened to everything, without rushing to speak.

Lynn's words were very tempting to him, hitting him right where it hurt.

His greatest dream in life is to be promoted to "Alchemy Sage".

If the world's will can fully support me, my chances of advancing to the Alchemy Sage level will greatly increase.

Now I am at their mercy, like a fish on a chopping board. If I refuse, I will have no chance of promotion, and I may even die.

If you can regain your freedom and have a chance to get promoted after working hard for fifty years, it's an extremely worthwhile deal.

After considering the matter for a while and confirming the weight of each condition and their interrelationships, he finally spoke:

"I agree."

Lynn was slightly taken aback, not expecting the old man to agree so easily.

However, we cannot let our guard down.

Let's gradually lift the restrictions and see how that old man reacts first.

Lynn stood up and gave Aldrick his first order:

"There's one more thing. I've already instructed your colleagues to do it, but it would be more effective if you did it yourself."

"In this world, there exists a 'Supreme God' who worships the world's will, 'All Things.' As the guild leader, you will guide the people of the Alchemy World to worship this Supreme God."

That's simple. Aldrick didn't hesitate: "Okay."

Lynn nodded as Aldrick left the Island of Death.

As for the fifty-year commitment between the two... he wasn't worried that Aldrick would leave after fifty years.

Advancing to the Alchemy Sage level according to the rules of this world is a form of binding oneself to this world, making one a kind of "god" in another sense. Leaving it would result in a significant loss of power.

Unless, he can find a new, large world to fit the rules.