1197 Question

"Why!"

Raymond, who had been silent before, asked bluntly after being led to Michelson's study and sitting down.

"Why can the wizard class in Golan Heights be so extravagant and wasteful? Why is the resource supply of each wizard tower so abundant? Why are they so harsh to the underground wizards who are resisting the possible invasion of the abyss plane?"

The continuous questioning made Michelson embarrassed, but he sat down with a wry smile and thought for a long time before explaining one by one.

Golan Heights is the second most prosperous area on the surface plane after the tower land. Nowadays, such a trend of extravagance and waste is gradually generated and spread, and with the annual increase in resource supply in various places, many resources that must be processed in a short time have become useless materials and are no longer valued by many wizards.

"Lord Raymond, although resources like clover are expensive to purchase, the other resources needed to use these clover to make low-level mana potions are far less abundant... Moreover, even if there are corresponding formulas and sufficient supporting resources, there are not so many pharmacists willing to purify and refine them, so what you see has gradually become a normal situation..."

"And the major action being planned by the High Tower is said to be at the point of full mobilization. Although some wizards question that the current predatory resource collection carried out by the Supreme Council will bring disastrous consequences to the entire plane, the middle and low-level wizards who account for more than 80% of the wizard class have enjoyed such benefits. No one is willing to live the previous life of scarcity of resources..."

At this point, Michelson saw that Raymond was still frowning and silent, and he sighed secretly before continuing. "Appropriate restrictions on the underground plane. This is a decision made by the Supreme Council a long time ago. Only when the Abyss Plane launches a large-scale invasion, such a policy will change..."

Raymond sneered at this, and the suffocation in his chest made him want to vent. "That is to say, only when the underground plane suffers a heavy blow, or even when the war situation is out of control, will the Supreme Council of the High Tower Land lift the restrictions on the supply of resources to the underground plane?"

Raymond's teasing tone made Michelson's expression more embarrassed, and Raymond's glare made him lower his head to avoid it, and after a moment, he grumbled helplessly. "The formulation and change of this policy are not something that Golan Heights can participate in..."

"But the wizards in the underground war zone who stay in the dark underground need to face the invasion of the abyss plane, strangeness, or powerful existence at any time. They all received the signs and went to open up! They resisted the invasion of the abyss plane many times, but their deaths and injuries were exchanged for such a result! How shameless and despicable the Supreme Council is!"

Raymond became more and more angry as he spoke, and finally punched the low table in front of him. After a muffled bang, the tabletop broke into pieces, and then collapsed under the erosion of the breath released unconsciously by Raymond, turning into a pile of fine powder!

Maccoson, who was sitting opposite, saw this and his pupils shrank, and he moved his body further back, but in addition to fear, he found that the doubts in his heart before were explained.

Before, when he saw the style of the wizard robe, Michelson guessed that this person came from the underground plane, but because the Supreme Council issued a thorough overhaul of the inter-city teleportation array, it was not long ago. He calculated that the person in front of him should not appear in the Golan Heights so quickly. So he has never been able to determine his origin.

Of course. According to the anger shown by this person now, it is possible to determine his origin and deduce his resentment towards the Supreme Council...

Michelson was a little distracted. But it made Raymond, who was glaring at him, even more annoyed, but after calming down to think about it. He also understood that since this is the current policy adopted by the surface world, it is not difficult to imagine the extravagance and waste of the surface plane.

However, if such a bad behavior is exposed, it will chill the war zone wizards who stay in the three major defense lines of the underground plane to resist the invasion of the abyss plane, and may affect the stability of several defense lines.

Raymond, who was teleported to the Abyss Plane at that time, eventually returned to the Underground Plane through the front line that maintained a peaceful situation with the Red Rock Castle in the Underground Plane, so he did not see those Abyss creatures that were said to be extremely ferocious and powerful, and he had no idea how dangerous the deep canyon occupied by the monsters and the karst defense line known for its weirdness were.

But he knew the casualty rate of the wizards in the war zone of the Underground Plane. The war zone wizards could maintain such a casualty rate for a long time, so the attack intensity that the two defense lines had to withstand must not be lower than he imagined.

It was just because Raymond and Michelson were both lost in thought, and each had their own thoughts, which made the atmosphere in the study room particularly dull and depressing.

After a long time, Michelson, who was breathing long, was shocked to realize that Raymond was still in the room, but he suddenly found that he could not feel Raymond's presence. Unless he raised his head and looked over to observe with his naked eyes, otherwise, in his perception, there was no one on the sofa opposite him!

Knowing that this was an inevitable phenomenon caused by the huge class gap, McCawson, who lamented that his own strength was much lower, couldn't help feeling a little depressed, while Raymond, who noticed that he was being stared at, raised his head.

Everything he had thought about before had been rationally analyzed and deduced in his mind. The contradiction between the surface and the underground plane of the wizarding world and the constraints it showed seemed to have deep-seated reasons. Since It has no direct connection with him personally, so it seems a bit futile to think hard about the reasons.

After thinking about this, Raymond put the matter aside, and his mood quickly became calm.

After Raymond changed the topic, McCusson also relaxed, especially after he knew that Raymond came from Claudia driving the iron-spine bird at full speed, and followed Raymond's request to send Galan to him. The situation in the highlands was introduced.

In the Golan Heights, where hundreds of wizard towers gather, life is comfortable and peaceful. Although the atmosphere here will make people immersed in the enjoyment of material desires, which will slow down the improvement of personal strength, the life span is still relatively long. For the wizard class, being able to enjoy such a beautiful life during the boring and extremely difficult training process has become the most irresistible temptation.

It's just that although McCusson tried his best to avoid involving the luxurious life of the local wizard class in his words, but no one could successfully advance without these materials, he was finally asked by Raymond about the Gallan Heights. McCerson, who had resource reserve issues, said with a wry smile. "Lord Raymond, although you are extremely dissatisfied with the extravagance and waste of the wizard class in the Golan Highlands, such a trend has been established for more than ten years, and it must be very difficult to reverse it..."

"Yes, once a habit is formed, it is difficult to change it. What's more, the current environment has made this trend the norm. People like me will probably be laughed at as stingy..."

The self-deprecating Raymond said this, but in vain he thought of Thetes, who had been imprisoned by him and threw his magic power on the wasteland, and couldn't help asking McCerson. "Are there any reserves of resources like Dark Flame Wood in the Golan Highlands?"

"Mingyanmu?" McCoxon, who was stunned, repeated in a low voice. After thinking for a moment, his eyes lit up in vain. "Someone is collecting this resource at a high price, but I have never heard of this resource at all. There is no corresponding record even in the Tower of Wisdom. Sir, do you know the use of this resource?"

Unexpectedly, no one knew the purpose of this dark flame wood. The disappointed Raymond was unwilling to explain it. It was only during the subsequent inquiry that he found out that someone had offered an extremely high price for it in the Golan Highlands. Acquisition, it’s a pity that even some senior scholars in the Tower of Wisdom don’t know what this Dark Flame Wood is!