Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Fishing is a skill.

There are many intricacies and nuances involved.

There are many different opinions about fish bait alone.

By definition, bait is any usable substance that can attract fish or entice them to bite in fishing; it is essential.

Based on the principle of attracting fish, fish bait can be divided into real bait and artificial bait.

So-called real bait refers to animal and plant-based bait that fish can eat.

Artificial lures, also known as simulated fish baits or artificial lures, are small devices made of plastic, metal, or other materials that resemble small fish, shrimp, and insects.

The difference between the two is that one can be eaten and digested, while the other can be eaten but not digested.

This time, Lottesno cleverly used the situation to his advantage, setting two baits for the great sage Michel, whom he wanted to catch.

One bait was his older brother and sister-in-law, and the other bait was the advance team of Rivosos Academy.

As for which bait is real and which is fake...

Judging from the current situation, the advance team from Rivosos Academy is more likely to be the real bait.

After all, the losses suffered by the advance team were real and undeniable.

The damaged warships, equipment, and magical artifacts, the wreckage and corpses of the elite wizards of all ranks who sacrificed their lives, are still there.

Even more so, the losses of the advance team continued to mount.

Dean Forrest tried everything he could to stop this trend, but many of his efforts were in vain.

Therefore, Dean Forrest simply changed his approach.

Since we can't reduce the losses, let's trade injuries for injuries, and lives for lives.

Does the Great Sage's Tower of Michelle want to completely wipe out the advance team of Rivosos Academy?

can.

Let's trade it for equal or even greater losses.

In addition, Dean Forrest was plotting an even harsher revenge against Great Sage Michel and the Tower of Great Sage Michel.

To achieve this revenge, the power of Rivosos Academy alone is definitely not enough.

The Supreme Council's office in the parallel universe is now unreliable as well.

Then we can only try to find a solution from the other three level-nine sages.

If not forced to, Dean Forrest would not have wanted to take such a tough stance against the representatives of the three level-nine sages.

Whether this succeeds or fails, Dean Forrest himself and the Rivoss Academy will create enmity with these three level-nine sages.

However, Dean Forrest couldn't care less about that now.

The three representatives of the ninth-level sages fell silent after hearing Dean Forrest's extremely forceful question.

At times like these, it's a contest of who has the most composure.

Whoever speaks first will be at a significant disadvantage in terms of momentum.

Nobody likes being in a vulnerable position.

Moreover, the one who should be most anxious right now is Rivosos Academy, and Forrest Diormand.

Not three level-nine sages!

Do you really think that advancing to sainthood is that easy?

Is it guaranteed that one will be able to advance to the next level if they receive funding and support from the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Gods?

That's an absolute joke!

Although the Immortal Civilization is slightly stronger than the current Wizard Civilization in terms of overall strength, this is not the Wizard Civilization's most prosperous period.

What the Heavenly Court could do, even if it is not as powerful as it used to be, the Supreme Council can still do.

There are quite a few level-nine sages who came from the five saints' lineage, including the five saints' personal disciples.

If they receive funding and support, they will definitely be able to complete the promotion. The structure of the Supreme Council has already changed drastically.

Therefore, the three representatives of the ninth-level sages were not in a hurry at all.

Even if Forrest Diormand is right.

Seeing this, Dean Forrest did not say anything further.

Many things are uncertain whether they can be accomplished or not; as long as you've done your best, that's enough.

After calming down a bit and giving the three level-nine sages some time to think, Dean Forrest, having received no response, hung up the video call and waited.

He was waiting to see if any of the spokespeople would contact him privately.

In the Void, Lottesnow, through various means, witnessed Forrest Diormand's various attempts throughout.

When Lotte Snow saw Forrest Diomand sitting in the shadows of the room, guarding several encrypted communicators, his face half in shadow and half pale as reflected in the light of the starship's explosion, he sighed softly.

"For the greater good!"

He murmured something under his breath, his eyelids drooping slightly to conceal the complex emotions in his eyes.

"What are you lamenting about?"

Suddenly, a weak, aged voice came from behind Lottesno.

"It's nothing."

Lotesno was not surprised by the arrival of the person behind him. He turned around naturally and gave a perfunctory reply.

"Yeah?"

The visitor clearly didn't believe it and expressed doubt, but didn't press for further questions.

"Long time no see. When we last met, I thought about it and decided..."

Lotesno raised his left eyebrow, then frowned as he spoke, looking thoughtful, before finally smiling and asking, "Last time, right?"

"Yes."

The visitor nodded very solemnly and earnestly agreed, "The last time we met was the last time."

Lotte Snow found the jokes less interesting after receiving responses and cooperation.

Perhaps, being quirky isn't limited to any particular situation or person.

Not just anyone can make you happy by responding to and cooperating with your antics.

Lottesno really wanted a response and cooperation from his older brother and sister-in-law, but unfortunately he didn't get it.

"You've changed; you've become somewhat unfamiliar."

The visitor was extremely familiar with Lotesno, or rather, Lotesno's previous incarnation, the Saint Nostrodam.

This judgment was made based on some very inconspicuous details.

And he said it directly without any hesitation.

"certainly."

Lottesno grinned, revealing eight neat white teeth, and readily admitted, "I've also noticed that I've changed, and I'm very different from before."

After a pause, Lotesno's smile faded, and he countered, "Otherwise, why does everyone treat me as a reincarnation of a saint, instead of as the Saint of Nostrodam? Reincarnation is reincarnation. If the true spirit remains unchanged, then only the core that constitutes a person remains unchanged. If the accessories and decorations change, then the person changes too."

"It's great that you had this mindset all along!"

The visitor strongly agreed with Lotesno's assessment of the core, accessories, and decorations, and his words revealed a deep sense of regret for Lotesno.

It seems that some of Lautsnow's choices led him down a difficult path, resulting in some negative consequences and situations.

"If only I had known? There are no such things as 'if only I had known' in this world."

A mocking smile played on Lotesno's lips. "Even Nostrodam, a mystical sorcerer saint specializing in prophecy and curses, couldn't foresee the future, leading to his eventual demise and rendering his many reincarnation plans ineffective. What can I, Lotesno, a mere reincarnation of a saint, possibly do?"

What are you trying to say?

A few tiny sparks flashed in the newcomer's eyes, seemingly displeased with Lottesno's rather sarcastic way of speaking.

"It's nothing. Those who understand will understand, and those who don't, it's fine."

Lottesno wasn't going to put up with the newcomer and retorted directly, "But pretending not to know when you do is really shameless and despicable."

"Yeah?"

The visitor, completely ignoring Rothesno's sarcasm, abruptly changed the subject, asking, "Do you think you can wait for the person you're waiting for?"

"have no idea."

Lotesno shrugged and said in a very shameless manner, "I don't want to guess. If you know anything, just say it if you want to, otherwise don't. There's no need to waste your time here with me."

"He won't come."

The newcomer gave Lottesno, who was now resorting to trickery, a deep look in his eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

"Yeah?"

Lottesno mimicked the newcomer's mannerisms and tone, squeezing out a sound through his nose.

As soon as the words were spoken, another person entered this void and intervened in the conversation: "Who won't come? Me?"

"It's not you."

"It wasn't you!"

Lottesno and the first person to arrive retorted in unison, using the same words but different tones.

"Then I'll go."

Upon seeing this, the second person readily agreed, left after uttering those words, and departed from this void.

What's most ingenious is that this person also isolated and protected the coordinates of this void.

From this moment forward, no one may freely enter or leave this void.

To enter, one must obtain the unanimous consent of Lotesno, the first person to arrive, and the second person to arrive.

"That Zhenling guy is still so annoying."

Lotesno suddenly sighed, then looked at the first person who came in, "You hate Elements too."

"Yeah?"

The first person to arrive, referred to as "Element," gave this reply.

It seems like "Really?" is his catchphrase.

"Yes."

This time, Lottesnow gave a very direct response.

"So, in your opinion, what about the three of them: AI, Body Refinement, and Beast Taming? Do you find them annoying?"

"I hate you more than you."

"It's truly my honor."

"If you feel honored, you should be secretly happy about it."

After a few exchanges, both Lottesno and "Element" fell silent and stopped laughing.

This void suddenly fell silent.

The second person, referred to as "True Spirit," poked his head in and asked in confusion, "Your conversation broke down? Why is it so quiet? I was really enjoying it! Keep going, keep talking. I love listening to you two banter, it's so interesting."

As she spoke, "True Spirit" looked at Lotesno and emphasized earnestly, "In all these years since you left, I have often missed the scenes of you and the elements clashing."

"Shut up."

"Shut your stinking mouth!"

"Elements" and Lotesno simultaneously turned their anger towards the despicable "True Spirit," rebuking him in unison.

The two spoke in similar tones, both sounding disgusted and annoyed.

The wording is slightly different.

The wording "elements" is more indignant.

Clearly, according to the "True Spirit," in the many years since Lotesnor left, the "True Spirit," who often reminisces about the past, must have disturbed the "Elements" quite a bit.

"oh."

"Zhenling" responded listlessly, looking somewhat dejected, and sullenly withdrew its head.

The void returned to silence.

However, not long after, "True Spirit" peeked in again, looked at Lotesno, and said weakly, "It seems the person you've been waiting for has arrived."

As he spoke, "Zhenling" blinked his left eyelid.

A light screen suddenly appeared in the void, revealing a star field not far from this star field.

Not long ago, the great sage Michel stood in space with his hands behind his back, his lifeless eyes staring blankly ahead.

A moment later, a glimmer of light appeared in his lifeless eyes, which turned slightly and changed the direction of his gaze.

"Huh! Has he spotted us?"

"True Spirit!" suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the Great Sage Michel on the light screen, who seemed to be staring at Lotesno, and asked in surprise.

Lottesno had no time to pay attention to the obsequious "True Spirit" and calmly stared at the Great Sage Michel across the distance.

"Elements" glared at "True Spirit," revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

"What are you glaring at me for?"

"True Spirit" wasn't going to tolerate "Elemental," and immediately retorted, "Are you still holding a grudge against me for taking Middle-earth from you and driving you to the West Coast? I'm not criticizing you, Elemental, but you should be more open-minded. It's just Middle-earth; if you want it, you can take it back. As long as you can beat me."

Upon hearing this, "Element" glared at "True Spirit" with extreme dissatisfaction, but was too lazy to argue with this scoundrel. With a step, its figure disappeared.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Come back here! Explain yourself! What do you mean by this? Why are you glaring at me like that? Come back here and explain yourself!"

Seeing that "Element" had left without saying a word, "True Spirit" was furious and immediately chased after it, cursing and swearing.

However, before leaving this void, whether by accident or design, "True Spirit" casually made a gesture, instantly teleporting this void to the star field where Great Sage Michel was located, and also accommodating Great Sage Michel.

In this way, Lottesno and the Great Sage Michel were facing each other face to face, rather than looking at each other from a distance.

A barely perceptible hint of anger flashed in Lottesno's eyes.

Although Lottesno was annoyed that the "Elements" had come to him without warning, he didn't really care.

It was nothing more than a few words exchanged; it had no real impact.

The actions of "True Spirit" are not merely a matter of bad taste; they are downright malicious.

Forrest Diomand's plan was not actually too problematic. Neither the Supreme Council nor the three level-nine sages knew that Sage Michel had pledged allegiance to the Immortal God Civilization and, with the support of the Heavenly Court, had a great chance of advancing to the Saint level. They could not possibly act as indifferent as before.

They won't go all out to stop it, but they'll at least put in seven or eight tenths of their effort.

In this way, the advance team from Rivoss Academy might actually be able to avoid danger and seize opportunities amidst the crisis.

However, the "True Spirit's" several behind-the-scenes maneuvers caused things to develop in a completely different direction.

Not only did the advance team of Rivosos Academy suffer heavy losses, but Lottesno's fishing plan was also completely ruined.

Although the fish is right in front of you, the real bait you cast has been swallowed, the artificial bait is still trying to preserve itself, and the hook has failed to pierce the fish's mouth. Naturally, you miss the process of playing the fish and exhausting its energy.

Simply put, Lottesno is going to have a real fight with a level nine archsage who is in his prime and desperately trying to survive.

If Lottesno were willing to do this, would he need to go through so much trouble to bait and prepare the ground?

I'm so annoyed.

He said! (End of this chapter)