Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

The registrar at the squad's registration desk was an old wizard apprentice with gray hair.

After learning about Claire and Rhodes' situation, he frowned slightly: "The interdimensional conquest is not as simple as you think; it is a real war."

"With your abilities, if you can't form a team of at least five people, you should wait until you become advanced apprentices! Otherwise, you won't be able to do anything."

"We'd still like to give it a try, so could you perhaps help us find some support staff positions?"

"That's not good," the old wizard apprentice chuckled. "It's safe, but the work you'll be doing is no easier than on the front lines, and the pay will be much less."

"Besides, the conquerors these days are very shrewd. Whether they're on the front lines or in logistics, they all have to pay the same share to the Wizard Tower."

"Therefore, most of the logistics work of the legions is now handled by alchemical puppets, and only a very few precise positions will recruit human wizards."

He glanced through the application materials the two had submitted, slightly surprised: "Oh? Gray Amber Wizarding Academy...you're already an apprentice potion master?"

Very few intermediate apprentices can obtain the certification of aspiring potion masters, let alone those who take the exam at an academy run by a famous potion company.

"Alright, it seems you have enough confidence in yourselves." The old wizard apprentice stopped trying to dissuade him. "However, you know the limitations for intermediate apprentices; there might not be exactly two spots available."

"Thank you for your help."

The old wizard apprentice turned around and spent a long time searching on the crystal screen.

As rows of messages scrolled by, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"It's a pity."

He shrugged, a look of helplessness on his face: "You've come at the wrong time. All the legions currently being formed are already at full capacity in terms of logistics."

"However," he then changed the subject, "I can register you for a waiting list. Go back and wait for news; perhaps a vacancy will open up in a few months."

"A few months later..." Rod smiled bitterly.

Who knows what he was doing at that time?

Claire sighed, resigned to the outcome.

"Okay, then I'll register you as a candidate."

He patted Rhodes on the shoulder, thinking about finding some interesting otherworld to explore.

Just as the old wizard's apprentice finished filling in the last column of information and was about to stamp it.

Ding--

The crystal screen suddenly flickered, and a previously grayed-out list lit up.

The old wizard apprentice's hand, holding the seal, froze in mid-air as he looked at the screen in astonishment.

"Hmm? This luck..."

He squinted at the newly popped-up message: "A team that originally registered for the 'Silver Tree Ring' world has canceled their trip, which conveniently frees up two logistics positions..."

"What great luck! I've been here for over ten years and this is the first time I've ever seen anything like this."

He deftly rewrote several documents and handed them to the two men.

"Here you are your registration slips and mission information. Report to the corresponding War Hall according to the time printed on them, and don't be late."

The two gratefully packed up the documents and thanked the old wizard's apprentice.

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Reading room.

Claire and Rhodes sat facing each other, with sheets of parchment spread out on the table.

As Claire infused her magic, a grand, three-dimensional projection appeared on the largest parchment.

That's a world model.

Target World: The Ring of the Silver Tree

"This is where we're going?" Rhodes examined the projected model curiously. "It's not a planet. These are two continents?"

"Yes, it's similar to Five Flower Island," Claire said. "And it's a double-ring world, with a stable hyperspace portal connecting the two worlds."

In the projection, two worlds, one above the other, face each other from afar, with a huge band of light running through the middle.

Above is a crescent-shaped continent called Silver Tree Island, with a giant silver tree covering half of the continent standing in its center.

That is the source of magic for the entire world, and the core that supports this continent's suspension above.

Below is a vast circular continent, nearly ten times the size of Silver Tree Island, called the Iron Blood Continent.

The magic hidden beneath the continental crust was drawn to the silver giant tree above, gathering in the shadow of Silver Tree Island to form a massive volcanic belt.

Despite its harsh environment, this region boasts the richest reserves of extraordinary resources on the Ironblood Continent. The Bridge of Sighs, a hyperspace passage connecting the two worlds, is also located here.

The Silver Tree Spirits were once the sole rulers of both worlds.

They established a brutal slave system in the volcanic zone of the Ironblood Continent, enslaving the beastmen to mine ores and energy to supply the needs of the upper Silvertree Island.

But about five hundred years ago, an orc hero known as "Grom the Shacklebreaker" emerged and led the orcs to overthrow the rule of the Silver Tree Elves on the Ironblood Continent.

The totem power that Grom had comprehended was so powerful that even the most mighty elven saints could not suppress it. Without the advantage of superior power, the extravagant Silvermoon Knights were routed by the orcish Storm Legion.

The Silver Tree Spirits were forced to retreat back to the upper Silver Tree Island, losing control of the lower Ironblood Continent.

The orcish empire established by Grom quickly split after his death due to the orcs' inherent flaws, falling into internal strife, and the plan to conquer Silvertree Island was permanently shelved.

From then on, the two races stayed on their respective "mother planets" and lived separate lives.

"What an interesting world," Rhodes said, somewhat eager to try. "Should we unite one race to wipe out the other first? Or should we stir things up and make them fight each other..."

"That's not something we should be thinking about, after all, we're in charge of logistics."

Claire gave a perfunctory reply, telling Rhodes to read the materials himself.

At this moment, his attention was entirely focused on the blueprint information that popped up on the panel.

[Available blueprint detected: Silvermoon Tree (Silvertree Isle)]

[Description: The civilized embodiment of the Silver Tree Spirit, essentially formed from roots severed by its "World Tree". Depending on the region where it grows, it bears different flowers and fruits. After a hundred years of growth, it will return to the embrace of the "World Tree".]

Success rate: 100%

【Crafting Material: Silver Moon Sapling (0/1)】

[Available Blueprint Detected: Ancient Behemoth (Ironblood Continent)]

[Description: The rulers of the ancient Ironblood Continent, possessing power comparable to gods, gradually became extinct after the birth of the orcs, becoming a lost ancient totem]

Success rate: 95%

Manufacturing materials:

Ancient Behemoth Remains (0/3)

Golden Beast Blood (0/1)

Lost Totem Creations (0/1)

Claire was somewhat surprised as she looked at the text on the panel.

In the Blue Ocean Realm and the Corrupted Spore World, the basic blueprints provided by the panel represent the dominant species of that world.

Here, neither the "Silver Moon Tree" nor the "Ancient Behemoth" can be considered the dominant species.

Even the ancient Behemoths, according to descriptions, have been extinct for a long time!

"However, this Silver Moon Tree can be made with just a sapling, and it's almost impossible for anyone to discover it..."

If he can obtain more information about the Silvermoon Tree and the World Tree, he should be able to directly generate a Silvermoon Tree of a hundred years!

"I need to take on a job that allows me to stay on the Ironblood Continent for an extended period, so that the Silvermoon Tree clone can absorb knowledge from me."