The surging and stable energy instantly filled the entire inner space, visibly enhancing the efficiency of the automated factory operations, and the nest flickered with more vibrant brightness.

Having resolved the issue of energy upgrade, Jeming devoted more effort to the research of spatial knowledge.

Ascending to a Third Level Wizard brought not only an increase in spiritual power, but also a qualitative change in sensory perception.

Only at this level can a wizard’s various senses and mental tendrils begin to directly "touch" the fine folds and fluctuations of space.

Only through observation can one exert influence; only through influence can one gain control.

Previously, his use of witchcraft like "All-Purpose Eye" to observe space was more akin to reading converted data through instruments, feeling a separation.

But now, sensing space fluctuations for him is akin to a normal person feeling the flow of air; though still faint and elusive, it’s an undeniable "personal experience."

Thus, at the level of a Third Level Wizard, Jeming is qualified to "research" spatial technology and knowledge, rather than just "learning" in a perfunctory manner.

Coupled with years of adaptive evolution of the brain and soul brought by the Body Refining Technique, delivering immense calculation and deduction ability, Jeming discovered his pace in acquiring spatial knowledge was astonishingly rapid.

Less than a decade of focused research culminated in initial achievements.

In the laboratory, inside a test field greatly expanded by space extension technology.

Jeming casually threw an ordinary metal ball forcefully in one direction.

Under the influence of his terrifying strength, even without much effort, the metal ball whistled through the air, covering a distance of over ten kilometers.

Only then did Jeming unhurriedly operate the control instrument beside him.

A series of ring devices made from silver-white metal lit up with complex runes as Jeming manipulated them.

Finally, when the brightness of the light reached its peak, the surrounding space experienced a slight tremor.

Buzz...

The far end of the test field, the light and shadow twisted slightly. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The next second, the metal ball that had just reached over ten kilometers away vanished into thin air, and immediately appeared above Jeming’s open palm, settling down stably.

"Success!" A proud smile couldn’t help but emerge on Jeming’s face.

Though not an advanced technology, this is merely the most basic application of spatial knowledge—short-distance material teleportation.

Yet for Jeming, this technology holds immense strategic significance.

"If this technology is miniaturized and integrated into the Black Giant’s core... then when the Black Giant executes self-destruct tactics in the future, its most critical ’Life Crystal Core’ can be safely recovered through space teleportation at the moment of explosion!"

His eyes sparkled: "No longer does one have to worry about the core being damaged in explosions, or captured by enemies, leaking technology secrets!"

Thinking about the terrifying number of Black Giants, especially those two Fifth Level leaders, all becoming reusable "Suicide Trucks," Jeming felt a surge of excitement.

This undoubtedly greatly enhances his tactical flexibility and deterrence.

Yet after the excitement, a trace of worry surfaced in his mind.

"With this core recovery technology, and the potential of the Black Giant sustained by the Seventh Level Elemental Pool’s nearly limitless spawning power... The ’Patroller’ and ’Nest,’ units I previously researched, greatly reduce in role."

At least the "Nest" can remain in the inner space as a rapid reconstruction factory for the Black Giant.

But the ’Patroller,’ which purely pursued speed and destructive capability, faces almost obsolescence against the infinitely resurrected, self-destructing Black Giant army, in terms of quantity, destructive power, or functionality.

"Seems like I have to find a way to enhance and upgrade the ’Patroller’ and ’Nest’..." Jeming rubbed his chin, beginning to conceive new design plans.

He is already accustomed to this.

The growth journey of a wizard is such that every major advancement implies an update in the knowledge system and an iteration of combat methods.

Old tools are phased out, but stronger new tools will be created based on them.

"However, time waits for no one." He glanced at the countdown on the Magic Network Terminal, leaving only a few years before heading to the Plane Battlefield.

"Adding a space recovery module to the Black Giant core can only be selectively done on the most elite individuals first. Prioritizing those two Fifth Level and some high-potential Fourth Level Black Giants."

Jeming did not wait until the last moment of mandatory service enlistment, submitting an application for involvement in Plane War two years ahead via the Magic Network Terminal.

Almost at the moment of application confirmation, a highly encrypted battle report was transmitted to his terminal.

But contrary to expectation, it was not about the characteristics or introduction of forces of the target plane but only emergency intelligence related to the battle situation.

Merely browsing through the opening lines caused Jeming’s pupils to contract sharply, stirring waves in his heart.

The content of the intelligence was shocking: the Plane Battlefield he’s heading to isn’t the first batch of support, but the second batch of reinforcements!

More shocking is that the entire expeditionary army previously sent, led by multiple High Tier Wizards, and the subsequent first batch of support forces, have all fallen in that plane, with no news since!

If it were just heavy losses, perhaps it could be attributed to the enemy’s formidable strength.