A chat group for a certain tower warlock

"The project is called Project 83742, but we haven't decided on a name yet."

A voice came from deep within the laboratory. An elderly man in a white lab coat stood there, watching the doctor who was looking around. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said with some surprise, "A rare guest indeed. What brings you here?"

"No, I was just curious." The doctor rubbed his hands together, picked up a bottle, looked at it, and then asked, "What brand of wine is this?"

"That's industrial alcohol, don't mess around... Never mind, do as you please." Vegapunk was about to stop him, but then he remembered that he had completed his body modification, and there was also the God of Life next to him, so he didn't say anything more.

Anyway, there's plenty of industrial alcohol. It won't hurt him to drink it, and even if something does happen, someone can save him. So let him drink it if he wants; it's not expensive anyway.

After downing a bottle of industrial alcohol in one gulp, the doctor casually tossed it aside and looked at the two of them, saying, "Can I see the details of the plan? I'm curious too!"

Yarman stood in front of the control panel, projecting the planned 3D image into the air. Without turning his head, he said, "Look if you want, it's all based on your work anyway, and besides..."

"And what?"

"With your educational background, I personally believe you wouldn't be able to understand it."

"..."

Ignoring the doctor who had been silenced by his words, Yarman turned to Vegapunk beside him and said, "Come and take a look. See if there's anything that needs to be changed or if there's anything that needs major repairs."

“Okay, I’m coming.” Vegapunk stepped forward, carefully examined the image before him, and pointed at it, saying, “Personally, I think it shouldn’t have been made into a human form. Let’s change it to something else!”

"If they don't take human form, I'm worried they might be mistaken for enemy soldiers when they act alone!"

"But with a humanoid structure, many of our powerful structures become useless!"

"Then let's change the structure; that should solve the problem."...

Watching the two start pointing at the images and having a heated discussion, the professor stood there somewhat bewildered. He was the most idle person in the entire lab, and also the most confused.

After thinking for a moment, he quietly turned and left the office. Forget it, those two are too amazing. He couldn't understand anything they were saying. He'd better go deal with Terra's affairs; at least he could understand those.

Also, the way those two were looking at him was a bit off; it was like they wanted to experiment on him!

No, we'd better run! If we get caught, we're doomed!

Chapter 284: Is the Prototype Female?

Sitting in his chair, Yarman looked at the 3D printer in front of him, frowned slightly in dissatisfaction, pointed at the printer, and said to Vegapunk, "This thing is really no good! It's too inefficient!"

“I think so too, but there’s nothing we can do.” Vegapunk shrugged calmly. Experiments at their level require extremely high precision, and high precision reduces the efficiency of the machinery. Improving the efficiency of the machinery is another huge challenge.

There were only two people in their entire lab, and the other one was always running around. Vegapunk was also alone, so how could he have so much time to handle so many projects?

Moreover, this issue is not as urgent as other issues that need to be addressed immediately, and it is not as important as the construction of the world's basic infrastructure and the establishment of laws, so it can only be put aside for now.

Research projects are like reading books; once you put them down, it's practically impossible to pick them up again. So this project was left aside for a long time, and finally it came to a head now.

Slowly standing up, looking at the machine before him, Yarman thought for a moment, then looked at Vegapunk and said, "Upgrading the machine is definitely too late. I'll ask the doctor to help us look in the chat groups to see if there's any world that specializes in manufacturing these kinds of precision instruments."

“Outsourcing the mechanical work to others, isn’t that a wise choice?” Vegapunk said bluntly, then changed the subject, “But that’s all we can do for now, there’s no time… Can we slow down the lab’s operation? That should be enough.”

Hearing his thoughts, Yarman shook his head dejectedly and said helplessly, "I have already given all the permissions for Terra time to Mo. Now, even I don't have the authority to change the flow of time in any place."

"What about forcibly modifying it? Is that even possible?"

“Xiao Mo has a large world sphere, and she is a faction leader-level ruler specializing in spacetime. With the two of them together, at least in terms of the laws of time, I can’t beat her.” Yarman shrugged and admitted that he was feeling very complicated, both happy and helpless.

He was happy to some extent, as Terra had gained another Outer God-level powerhouse, and she was his wife. However, he was also frustrated because his absolute authority in Terra was now restricted by the addition of this Outer God-level being.

Hearing this, Vegapunk could only shrug helplessly. "Well, there's nothing I can do then. Let's get started." He glanced at the 3D printer not far away, which had just printed out a small portion of an organ. "Sigh, too slow!"

“…Let’s turn on a few more printers and print all the organs we’ve designed at once!” Yarman said to Vegapunk after a moment of silence. They planned to print out the organs one by one to test the effect before mass-producing a complete super soldier.

There's no other way; Terra is currently on high alert, and money is tight. We're trying to save as many trading points as possible, even if it's just 30 to 50 points.

Vegapunk entered the blueprints into several other printers, then sat down next to Yarman, watching the organ slowly taking shape inside the printer, and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Yarman looked at Vegapunk beside him and said with concern, "You seem very tired."

“I’m all alone in the lab, how can I not be tired?” Vegapunk closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and said in an extremely tired tone, “I don’t even have a single researcher.”

“Well… how about we recruit a group of researchers?” Yarman thought for a moment and said slowly, but he didn’t know where to find reliable researchers. If they weren’t reliable, he would rather have two people do more work.

Upon hearing this, Vegapunk's eyes lit up. He was fed up with having to handle everything himself and desperately needed a few handymen, even if they were just some clueless laborers.

“I strongly believe that we have too few people in our lab!” Vegapunk looked at Yarman and strongly suggested, “We should hire more researchers, and if possible, we should hire a group of scientists.”

What level of scientist are you looking for?

“If I could find someone like you or me, that would be the best. If not, I’d be happy with the next best thing. I could even accept someone like Caesar, as long as their personalities aren’t the same.” Vegapunk immediately began to state his requirements, causing Yarman’s eye to twitch.

Goodness, what do you mean by "even accepting someone like Caesar"? Caesar is pretty good, though morally corrupt and without any bottom line, but he is indeed intelligent.

"Stop dreaming. You can't recruit scientists like that in the job market. Just give up on that idea." Yarman flatly rejected Vegapunk's words, saying bluntly, "It would be good if we could recruit a batch of competent people! More likely, we'll recruit a bunch of mediocre people from another world."

There is absolutely no hope.

"Actually, no. After the war starts, people from those small worlds will definitely flee, and some of them will come to our world. Maybe there are scientists among them?" Yarman said, stroking his chin as he thought.

Upon hearing this, Vegapunk frowned and asked, "Aren't you planning to close the transit station?"

"Close it? How can we not close it when war has started? Are we just waiting for others to attack us?" Yarman said in surprise.

"That's right, you've closed the passageway, how could those people possibly get in?"

"...That makes sense, then we're doomed."

"Sigh, really..."

Seeing Vegapunk shaking his head, Yarman sent the matter to the doctor for handling. Then, he turned to the printer not far away and looked at the organ that had just been printed. He stood up and said, "Finally done! Come on, take the organ out and let's test it!"

"Good, good, good." Vegapunk stood up and, together with him, removed the organs, placed them on the table, and conducted various tests. The results satisfied the two of them.

Looking at the organs in front of him, Yarman turned to Vegapunk beside him and said, "Let's build a prototype first. I think these organs are all qualified products, and the price is low enough."

“Okay, let’s begin.” Vegapunk walked to the control panel and skillfully began operating it. After pressing each button, he looked at the incubation chamber not far away. “It will take about two hours.”

"Wait a minute, what would you like to drink?"

"Give me a cup of tea."

"No tea, only whiskey, tequila, and beer..."

"Yes, there is a packet of Longjing tea from Yan country in the bottom right drawer of my desk."

"That's okay too."

A short while later, the two of them each had a cup and slowly drank their beverages while waiting for the prototype to be completed. Two hours later, the incubation chamber emitted a notification sound, indicating that the incubation was complete.

The two walked to the incubation chamber. Yarman opened the door and stared at the prototype with its eyes closed. He paused for a moment, then closed the door and looked at Vegapunk beside him.

"What's going on? Why is it a woman? Shouldn't it be a man?"

How would I know?

"So what do we do now?"

"Just keep going. We've already made it, what else can we do?"

Chapter 285: Im's Letter

Sitting in his chair, Yarman looked at Vegapunk, who was working on a prototype machine not far away. After watching him struggle for a long time without making any progress, Yarman said helplessly, "Forget it, let's just create a new male one. We'll put this female one aside for now and deal with her later."

“Okay, I think so too.” Vegapunk responded immediately. He turned around and walked to the control panel, randomly clicking on the screen for a while before plopping down in a chair. “Alright, let’s wait.”

"Sigh, I'm really fed up." Yarman shook his head, leaned back and waited quietly. Suddenly, he muttered, "It seems we haven't designed a starship specifically for external combat yet! No, we have to find time to work on it, and it would be best if it could have void combat capabilities."

Vegapunk glanced at the muttering Yarman, then lowered his head without saying a word. Void combat ability—to put it simply, so far, no one in the entire chat group has the equipment to fight in the void. Only a group of ridiculously strong superhumans can fight continuously outside the world.

As for those who can survive completely independently of the world, only Outer Gods like Yarman can do it, since they are a large world in themselves and can survive in the void without any problem.

"Sigh, there's so much I want to do, but so little time. It's a real headache!" Yarman shook his head helplessly again. The Wizarding World's war mobilization capabilities were too strong. They had prepared everything they needed to do with them in no time, leaving them completely overwhelmed.

Sitting in his chair, Yarman said pessimistically, "I feel that within three months of the start of the war, the chat group will lose at least 55% of its world."

“If we include the Alliance in the chat group world, then we have already lost about 30% of the worlds, Your Majesty,” Vegapunk added calmly from the side.

Yarman glanced at Vegapunk and nodded even more solemnly. "That's true. However, I've never understood how they managed to connect with and conquer those worlds. Did they stumble upon them by chance, or do they possess some kind of magical technology?"

"I don't know," Vegapunk replied, offering a pointless answer.

Sitting in his chair, Yarman quietly awaited the completion of the male prototype. Soon, an unexpected message interrupted his leisure time; it was from Im.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Yarman frowned slightly. He sat up straight and began to carefully examine the information in his mind. After reading all the information, his brows furrowed even more.

Noticing his unusual behavior, Vegapunk calmly asked, "What happened?"

“I…I might have to go and meet the wizards’ outpost.” Yarman said in a serious tone. The message that Im sent back indicated that she was currently in Linnard’s world, and Linnard’s world, because it had not broken away from the Alliance in time, was now locked to the Alliance.

The other side seemed to have noticed their abnormality and sent a large number of wizards to Linnard's world to conduct a comprehensive inspection and erosion of their laws. Three Dominator-level wizards were stationed there, and another wizard, who was said to be a faction leader, was conducting long-term surveillance.

The two of them couldn't defeat so many wizards, so they wanted to ask him for help to rescue Linnard's world from the Alliance's control. If that didn't work, they would abandon the world.

"Your old flame got arrested?"

“I don’t know why she’s in Lao Lin’s world, but now… it’s like this.” Yarman looked up in bewilderment and said, “I don’t know what they’re thinking. They told them to leave a long time ago, but Lao Lin was still allowed to stay. It’s really strange!”

“That’s just how it is; you never know when something unexpected will happen,” Vegapunk said. He was very familiar with this situation; he encountered strange results every day while conducting experiments.

Slowly rising to his feet, Yarman sighed deeply. He gently touched his white coat, dispelled the transformation spell, pulled the hood of his golden robe over his head, and calmly said, "I'm going out for a bit. Watch over this place for me." As he spoke, he pulled a thick book from the air.

Looking at the book that exuded a strong sense of life, Vegapunk said with some surprise, "It's just about saving a world, why bring 'Terra Creatures' along?"

“I have a feeling that the other side already knows their identities and is just waiting for one of us to rescue them!” Yarman casually tore open the teleportation ticket and said as he walked into the spatial portal, “I have a feeling that this time, I will definitely encounter Outer God-level wizards, and there should be more than one!”

"If possible, I hope you can capture one alive."

"...Thank you for your kind words."

Yarman's leg stiffened slightly as he stepped into the portal. He responded with a wry smile and then walked inside. He wasn't sure if it would work this time.

The moment he passed through the portal, he arrived in Linnard's world. The moment he set foot on the land of this world, he was surrounded by several wizards who descended from the sky.

Seeing the wizards suddenly appear, Yarman was slightly taken aback. He had only just arrived and had already been discovered. Had these wizards already gained such control over this world? It seemed that he had no choice but to abandon the world.

A world completely controlled by the enemy is difficult to restore to its original state, even if it is taken back.

"Hey you from another world, put down your weapon immediately, kneel down and put your hands on your head!" The leading wizard smiled with delight. He hadn't expected that a casual patrol would lead to him bumping into a visitor from another world!

Looking at the leading wizard, Yarman nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. "So you were just lucky. It seems Linard hasn't completely lost control of the world yet. That's good!"

"...How did you know what I was thinking?"

"Because you're too weak. Your mental defenses are practically nonexistent to me," Yalman said with a smile, then he slightly raised his hand and casually grabbed at the group.

The wizards who surrounded him were suddenly jolted, their bodies aging rapidly. Within seconds, they all died of old age, their magical energy, life force, and souls completely devoured by Terra Creatures.

Looking at the thick book in his hand that hadn't changed at all, Yarman slowly looked up at the sky. He could sense that a terrifying existence was attached to the world barrier of this world.

"As expected, my intuition was right, there really is an Outer God-level being." Yarman said quietly, looking slowly at the Terran creature in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, he had a plan.

If Terran creatures could devour an Outer God-level wizard, would this book reach the Great World level? If it really succeeds, then he will have another Great World-level treasure in his possession.

But he wasn't sure either, mainly because he had encountered too few Outer God-level beings, and he himself was only a newly promoted Outer God. He was worried that he might be caught off guard and fail.

"Fine, let's take a gamble, maybe it'll work!"

Chapter 286: The First Battle with the Wizards

With a casual gesture, Yarman opened a portal in the air and quickly left his landing point, heading towards the coordinates Im had given him.

Stepping out of the portal, he looked at the ruins before him and raised an eyebrow in surprise. Im had told him that this was where they were, but now it was all in ruins.

Just as he was wondering, suddenly, the entire ruins began to shake. Complex law runes suddenly appeared in the air, and various intricate formations emerged on the ground. A formation connecting the entire world sealed off the space in this area, locking him inside the formation.

Standing there, Yarman looked with interest at the surrounding array and the wizards who had suddenly appeared outside it. He asked curiously, "I'd like to ask, is Linard still alive?"

"If you're referring to the administrator of this world, unfortunately, he resolutely refused to submit to us and has been wiped out along with his city by the Great Sage." The leading wizard looked at him and said calmly, "Now, it's your turn. Are you willing to submit to us?"

Ignoring his question, Yarman sighed deeply and said sadly, "Alas, I never thought that Linard would die here. By the way, where is Im? The name you used in your letter to me."

"If you're referring to that female warrior, she escaped before we could attack," the leading wizard said honestly. "We only caught a glimpse of her presence, and then, using our status as the world's administrator, we combined the two to forge that letter."

At this point, the wizard shrugged and said casually, "It's a very simple little trick, isn't it?"

Hearing his explanation, Yarman nodded gratefully, then asked, "There's one last question I'd like to ask you, Linard, was his death comfortable?"

"They were powerless against the Great Sage's magic." The leading wizard stated the facts calmly, like a robot, as he slowly extended a finger. "His city was destroyed in just one second. I think he didn't even have time to feel the pain."

As he spoke, he pointed to the ruins beneath his feet, “This is your friend’s city, uh… ruins. That’s where he died. If you’d like, you can go and give him a bouquet of flowers after you join us.”

"We can provide you with a bouquet if you need it."

Yarman nodded again, then sighed, "I understand, I understand. Thank you for your answers. As a reward for giving Old Lin a good death, I won't torture you. Don't worry."

As he spoke, he slowly opened the Terra creature in his hand. Instantly, a rich life force swept through the entire ruins, covering all the magic arrays and law runes. At this moment, they suddenly blurred, and after a tremor, they all transformed into life-related runes and arrays.