Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 456 - 1 Pre-War Meeting

Richard, the recent prominent figure in the Wizard World.

Although the news of the small Floating City hasn’t been announced publicly, for the wizards in the room, it was hardly a secret.

And as the only wizard on the creators’ list who wasn’t a Great Wizard, Richard’s name naturally left a deep impression on them.

Richard stood in the center of the room, facing the gazes from all directions, unphased by the attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do not be blinded by a temporary disadvantage. Those Mayflies have taken control of the Star Realm’s airspace, simply because that is how they have conquered other worlds in past wars.

It’s just like how we are accustomed to using Floating Cities for conquest.

While we are currently surprised by the Galaxy Mayflies’ control of the airspace, believe it or not, those Mayflies are also wondering,

why this group of wizards seems endless and keeps popping up relentlessly."

Richard’s humorous tone made the wizards in attendance chuckle.

The tense and despondent atmosphere in the room lessened significantly at that moment.

The wizards were smart; they could naturally discern whether Richard’s words were just comforting platitudes.

Seeing that the mood had returned to normal, Richard immediately seized the opportunity to drop a bombshell.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you may not be aware. Our prototype of the small Floating City has already been designed and tested a year ago.

Even the slowest wizards from the Tesla Chamber of Commerce should have completed the testing of the small Floating City by now.

With the small Floating City, we’ll no longer be helpless against the Galaxy Mayflies in the Star Realm.

As long as we hold firm, the victory in this war will undoubtedly be ours!"

Richard’s tone was decisive, and the confidence contained in his words instantly infected the wizards in the room.

The negative atmosphere that lingered was immediately swept away.

And behind Richard, an instructor sent by the Military Department flashed a look of astonishment.

Being assigned to provide information to these students of Great Wizards and outstanding lone wizards, he was certainly no ordinary individual.

William Rive, a rising star among the Three Rings officers in the Military Department. Over the past millennium, he had achieved extraordinary feats in wars initiated by the Military Department, earning so many medals it was almost enough to wear as clothing.

His purpose here, besides briefing these Three Rings wizards who were about to head to battle, was to manage their morale.

A warrior without fighting spirit, even if sent to the battlefield, would only cause more trouble.

William had prepared two notebooks full of plans for this task.

He meticulously analyzed the backgrounds of various wizards, identified those most likely to lose their fighting spirit, and prepared a unique set of "conversations" for each of them.

He even considered using Soul Witchcraft for Mind Control to aid in achieving his objectives.

But now, his notebooks were useless.

With just a few words, Richard had made the wizards present accept reality and fill them with hope for the future.

It was almost like magic.

However, his astonishment had only just begun. Because after boosting their morale, Richard turned around and began discussing the information he had just explained.

The material, which he had already explained once, was redefined by Richard.

During this explanation, Richard added many new insights, which seemed to be his personal interpretations.

Honestly, William had never felt such a cold sweat before.

Because Richard’s understanding of the information far surpassed his own.

Richard’s deductions about the battlefield captivated every wizard present. Even William could only add some minor details about the battlefield.

Moreover, Richard was not overbearing.

Throughout his deductions, he continually encouraged the wizards present to express their opinions.

The perspective of one person is limited, but when a hundred people look at something together, their vision becomes extensive.

Under Richard’s guidance, the entire pre-war meeting seemed to turn into a headquarters for the Plane War.

The battle-hardened wizards, based on their own experiences, continuously strategized various campaigns.

In their discussions, the situation of the war became clear, and their morale soared.

Throughout the entire process, everything was recorded by William.

As a new star in the Military Department, his best skill was learning. In his eyes, Richard’s behavior was exemplary.

Using reasonable assumptions to dispel the negative thoughts of the Three Rings wizards, then drawing on a familiar war headquarters model to involve the wizards in the deductions.

He was essentially making his own pie in the sky.

And all these operations didn’t need any Soul Witchcraft.

This meant that even when facing those Soul Wizards who were extremely sensitive to soul and mental perceptions, this method could still be used.

"This technique is truly marvelous."

William excitedly closed his notebook; Richard’s methods had been an eye-opener for him.

In the records, Richard had only been promoted to a Three Rings Wizard for a short time, but his performance was stronger than that of older wizards present.

Could there really be such a genius in this world?

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"Finally, it’s all explained."

After the discussion ended, Richard returned to his seat.

Although he appeared composed, he actually heaved a sigh of relief.

He had nearly slipped up.

"Wow, you’re quite the speaker."

Ulysses’ voice suddenly sounded in Richard’s ear.

Just moments ago, they had performed a masterful act under the watchful eyes of numerous wizards.

Richard’s first two sentences had indeed reflected his own thoughts and considerations. However, the battle simulations that followed were Ulysses’ contributions.

Richard had only fought in three Plane Wars, and no matter how clever he was, he couldn’t possibly have come up with simulations that would astonish William.

All of this was just Ulysses, a World Master who had fought in civilization wars, analyzing from behind the scenes.

Towards the end of the simulation, Ulysses’ analysis revealed some flaws.

Realizing this, Richard quickly thought on his feet and started to encourage other wizards to join in the simulation.

This maneuver almost perfectly covered up his lapse.

No wizard present could see Richard’s panic.

In their eyes, this was a perfect pre-war meeting. They were not only aware of the enemy’s information but were also filled with fighting spirit.

Little did they know that this was the result of a fortunate mistake.

Soon, the airship landed, and the wizards arrived in the Hub World.

The Hub World had now become a large-scale military factory. Massive amounts of resources were transported here by flying airships, then processed and sent to the front lines.

Millions of Alchemy Wizards worked tirelessly like drones in the massive Alchemy Workshops.

Upon entering this world, Richard and his companions were allocated their respective resources.

Each White Wizard was assigned a ten-thousand-member regiment of White Wizards, while each Black Wizard was allocated a hundred-member squadron of Black Wizards.

In this war, the role of Black Wizards had become rather limited.

The real power base of the Galaxy Mayfly was beyond this world, and many of the Black Wizards’ old methods were ineffective in this war.

Their current role was reconnaissance, intelligence gathering, and behind-the-lines sabotage, essentially acting as special forces.

Civilization wars differed from Plane Wars, necessitating a shift from the wizards’ traditional ways of warfare to adapt to the new battle environment.

The Military Department, as a direct affiliate of the Truth Council, was where changes would naturally start.

Only when the Military Department confirmed that the tactics were appropriate would the new methodology be passed on to the various Wizard Academies.

"Master Richard, this is your team. Alchemy equipment and magic potions will be delivered shortly. Here is the list."

A logistics wizard respectfully handed over a leather scroll. Richard took it and read it carefully before frowning.

"How come it’s all just trinkets? Aren’t Black Wizards issued any vehicles?"

The list contained numerous items, but mostly magic potions and magic scrolls. There were only a few pieces of alchemy weapons, and completely lacking were any vehicles.

This was a far cry from the equipment issued to the neighboring White Wizards.

The logistics wizard bowed slightly, "I apologize, Master. I am merely a functionary; I do not decide the allocation of equipment.

If you have any complaints, you may report it to a higher-ranking wizard."

Richard waved his hand, responding, "Alright, I will raise the issue. Please make sure the items are delivered."

"It’s all part of the job, no trouble at all."

As the logistics wizard left, Richard stared at the list filled with magic potions, feeling numb.

"If you change the battle tactics, change the equipment too. This gear is the same old stuff the Black Wizards used before."

He turned to look at the Black Wizard squadron beside him. Each member of this small squadron was of the Second Level, and many of the wizards showed signs of life decay.

Unlike mortal armies, where decaying life force indicated impending death, among wizards, those closest to their life’s end often possessed the strongest combat abilities.

Physique evolution was still a minor path among wizards; most pursued the path of spiritual evolution. This path meant physical decay did not hinder their combat capabilities.

Moreover, their substantial experience and accumulated knowledge made them even more formidable than average wizards.

"The squad’s quite impressive, but giving them such gear, aren’t we just sending them to get slaughtered?"

"How can a master who has never seen a battlefield be so sure these equipments are insufficient?"

Suddenly, an old wizard with a decaying aura stepped forward.

Richard glanced at his chest, where beside the golden pentagram symbolizing the Truth Council, several military medals were displayed.

This was clearly a profoundly experienced wizard.

The old wizard spoke evenly, but everyone present could detect a hint of defiance in his voice.

These equipments were continually improved by the Military Department through wars; each piece was backed by wizards’ blood.

Richard did not answer his question but asked, "What is your name?" frёewebηovel.cѳm

"My name is Vlad Raffati."

Richard nodded, his gaze suddenly sharpening. In the next instant, a fierce aura swept across the entire squad.

"Then I’ll just call you Vlad. Vlad, we’re not in a discussion right now, and it’s not the time for freedom of speech.

Does the Military Department allow subordinates to question the decisions of their superiors so casually?"