thefictionvixens Chapter 16 Redeem Rewards
Chapter 16 Redeem Rewards
Li Wei chased after them for three whole hours in the dense forest.
His psychic senses clung tightly to the faint blue psychic trace, but whenever he was about to catch up, the trace would always vanish into thin air behind some inconspicuous rock or under an old tree.
He cleaved open more than a dozen seemingly ordinary boulders and dug up several sections of the ground, but he couldn't even find a trace of the Net Dao Sect.
The Eldar seemed to have blended into the air, leaving only a faint trace of psychic energy as proof that they had once set foot on this land.
Li Wei had to stop walking until the setting sun dyed the entire ancient oak forest red.
He looked at the last trace of psionic energy in his hand gradually dissipating, his brows furrowing into a knot.
The secrecy of the internet far exceeded his expectations.
If the Eldar close the entrance, even if Magnus himself comes, he may not be able to find the door hidden in the dimensional rift in the real universe.
When Chiko returned to St. Oak Castle covered in dust, her investigation was already in full swing.
Amon, accompanied by psionic scholars from the five major schools, used psionic detection arrays to sweep every inch of the castle grounds and the surrounding dense forests for hundreds of kilometers; the technicians of the Mechanicus activated the most advanced space probes, not even missing the rock strata hundreds of meters underground.
But in the end, nothing was gained.
There were no unusual spatial fluctuations, no hidden psionic beacons, as if the raid was just an illusion.
"It might just be a coincidence; they just happened to run into you."
Magnus tapped the table during the war council meeting, his tone tinged with relief, "The Eldar opened this passage temporarily to search for the array, and closed it afterward. Now that the array has been destroyed, they shouldn't be coming back."
The core members of Qianzi all nodded in agreement, except for Li Wei, who remained silent.
His brows furrowed, still suspecting it wasn't that simple, but he couldn't detect anything unusual.
Three days later, the Thousand Sons Fleet weighed anchor and set sail.
The massive crimson fleet sailed into the warp, continuing its advance into the depths of the starry sea.
The expedition went exceptionally smoothly for the next ten months.
They conquered four human-colonized planets and one alien world without encountering any significant resistance or any warp anomalies.
It was as if the terrifying moment on the Warnum II was just a trivial episode in the great expedition.
Ahriman has completely returned to his former self.
He remained the calm and composed leader of the Black Raven School, spending most of his time with Magnus, organizing ancient texts, analyzing runes, and deducing psionic theories.
The two often spent days and nights in the research lab of the Fortep, and would occasionally come to Levi to discuss any problems they encountered.
His speech and behavior were normal, and he never mentioned his dead brother Olmuzd again, nor did he mention the broken resurrection array.
Li Wei, on the other hand, completely transformed himself into the "librarian" of the Fortep Library.
As the first and only chief think tank member in the history of the Thousand Sons Legion, his responsibilities have been ambiguous from the beginning.
This position was entirely tailor-made for him by Magnus; there were no precedents, no rules, and not even clearly defined subordinates.
Magnus gave him only a general instruction: "Take good care of all the books in the legion, and everything that ordinary people are not allowed to touch."
To put it simply, he was the chief librarian and chief custodian of hazardous materials.
This perfectly aligns with the request Levi made to Magnus: to focus on studying psychic science.
Li Wei was quite pleased with this.
The Fortep, as a Queen of Glory-class battleship, was originally a behemoth of interstellar warfare capable of destroying the world, but in Magnus's hands, it became a mobile galactic knowledge base.
The library, spanning nineteen floors, was filled with all the documents that the Thousand Sons had captured along the way, from the War of Terra Unification to the Great Expedition.
Prospero's psychic grimoire, technological manuscripts from humanity's golden age, historical records of alien civilizations, and even several boxes of stone tablets unearthed from an ancient tomb of the undead in space.
His daily work is simple and repetitive:
Holding the data board, he scanned the books layer by layer, scanning all the useful psionic knowledge, lost runes, and alien technology blueprints into the system to exchange for points; those manuscripts slightly contaminated by the warp, unstable psionic artifacts, and ancient seals that even Magnus dared not easily dismantle were directly thrown into the system for sale.
[Detected "Subspace Engine Design Blueprint (Fragment)": Exchange Price 1200 Points]
[The "Soul Binding Ritual" has been detected. Exchange price: 450 points]
......
The numbers on the system panel skyrocketed, from just over 100,000 to over 500,000 in just ten months.
Looking at the huge sum of 500,000 yuan in his account, Li Weixing eagerly opened the system shop, wanting to exchange it for a witch weapon battle axe of level three or higher to replace the standard power axe he had been using for almost a year.
But when he clicked the redeem button, the system displayed a cold message: [Insufficient permissions. Only formal wizards can redeem items of level three or above].
Undeterred, he tried several more three-ringed magical artifacts, but they were all rejected.
Unwilling to give up, Li Wei opened the Wizard Forum, hoping to find a way to bypass the restrictions, but unexpectedly came across a post: "Don't be a sucker! The wizarding artifacts in the system shop seem to have no restrictions, but they are all castrated and defective products, and their power is not even as good as the wizarding artifacts of your own level."
Li Wei was startled and immediately clicked on it. Before he could even read it carefully, the post was deleted by the administrator at lightning speed and disappeared without a trace.
Li Wei then gave up the idea of buying witchcraft artifacts of the third ring or higher.
He actually knew that the system store couldn't really sell unrestricted magical artifacts.
Otherwise, wouldn't those low-level wizards have the opportunity to overthrow the existing power hierarchy in the wizarding world by purchasing powerful magical artifacts?
However, he still bought a three-ring magical artifact. If he didn't buy something good with his money, what motivation would he have to accumulate points?
That magical artifact was an abyssal battle axe forged from abyssal black iron, capable of maximizing the power of one's own spiritual energy.
He also bought a bunch of three-ring protective artifacts for self-defense, but soon discovered that these things had limited use on the interstellar battlefield.
As soon as the enemy's spears came, the three-ring protective artifact shattered on the spot. Because it was powered by his own mental energy, it even caused him to experience a sharp pain in his brain.
It was only then that he realized that in interstellar wars, ordinary wizards were simply incapable of changing the world; only those who reached the level of legendary wizards could influence the outcome of a battle.
After that, he exchanged for a batch of high-level, one-time-use wizard destructive items and stuffed them all into the system space as a mobile ammunition depot.
Li Wei firmly believed that the best defense is offense.
He almost never returned to his battle barge, the Crimson Book.
Over time, the Thousand Sons on that ship got used to life without a commander, handling all their daily affairs on their own. Only when they encountered problems that they couldn't solve would they send someone to the library on the Fortep to find him.