Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 458 - 3: Behind the Pot of Porridge

"Officer Richard, please lead your team and report to Airship Station 124 within six hours."

"Officer Richard, please lead your team and report to Airship Station 124 within six hours."

The voice from the Communication Crystal Ball instantly made Richard open his eyes. After two days of rest, they were finally about to enter the battlefield.

"All attention, we will be boarding at Airship Station 124. Everyone, move out immediately."

The command from the Crystal Ball was not just for Richard alone. Before Richard could finish his speech, the squad’s wizards had already entered combat mode, adopting a formation that seemed to incorporate some tactics from the White Wizards.

"Do you also know military formations?" Richard asked curiously.

"We had some last-minute training before deployment," one wizard briefly replied.

Richard nodded slightly, "That’s good. All attention, target Airship Station 124, full speed ahead."

With that, Richard transformed into a stream of light and flew toward the distant massive teleportation gate.

Three hours later, the squad arrived at Airship Station 124.

Airship Station 124 was a military-specific site, housing only War Airships. Compared to the War Airships Richard had seen before, the ones from the Military Department were considerably larger.

"Nice piece of machinery," Richard remarked as he looked at the War Airships.

Upon landing at the airship station, logistics wizards soon approached Richard. After confirming Richard’s identity, the logistics wizard searched the Crystal Ball for a while before finding the War Airship that Richard was supposed to board.

This gave Richard an uneasy premonition.

"I’m really sorry," the logistics wizard said apologetically, "The orders from above keep changing, and we sometimes receive the news too late, which leads to errors.

A few days ago, due to a loss of information, we mistakenly assigned a team of wizards an airship that was due for maintenance.

Fortunately, the airship had issues in time, and a major mishap was avoided.

So, we need to double-check this information several times, please bear with us."

Richard frowned slightly but said nothing.

Following the logistics wizard’s directions, they found the War Airship they were about to use.

Inside the airship, a squad of Black Wizards had already occupied half of the cabin. Richard glanced around and noted they were the sixth Black Wizard squad to arrive.

This airship, unless something went wrong, should be able to carry a thousand Black Wizards, which was no different from the usual War Airships.

Upon boarding the airship, Richard was surprised to see a familiar face.

"Master Delis, long time no see."

Hearing Richard’s voice, Delis, who was meditating inside the cabin, abruptly opened his eyes.

"Master Richard, we just met a few days ago." Delis stood up, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Even though I didn’t speak much at the pre-war conference, you shouldn’t have forgotten me."

Richard was taken aback and then smacked his forehead, apologizing, "Look at my memory, I deserve a smack."

The squad entered the cabin, and Richard designated an area for his team before quietly discussing the war with Delis.

"I’ve never seen such dreadful command," Delis said bluntly.

"I’ve been involved in over thirty Plane Wars, and never has any been as disastrous as this one."

Hearing Delis’s harsh criticism, Richard quickly asked, "Master, what have you discovered?"

Delis pulled a Magic Pocket from his waist and pointed at it, "I don’t understand what sort of reform they’re attempting.

They’re issuing us this old gear yet expecting us to fight using new tactics; it’s utterly foolish.

And every supply request I’ve made has been met with ’insufficient stock.’

Even in a regular Plane War, I wouldn’t face such issues."

Delis was clearly furious, seeing this sort of material distribution as utterly negligent.

"And then there’s the terrible command. I don’t know about you, but I’ve received the same message three times before this one.

Yet, the specified airship stations were all different.

I just don’t get it. What’s so hard about organizing airship assignments? Are there only idiots sitting in the command room at the Military Department?"

Delis grew more irate as he spoke. This time he was headed to the battlefield of the War of Civilizations, yet his logistics command team was so incompetent.

How were they supposed to fight!

Listening to Delis’s grievances, Richard too was baffled.

The Military Department shouldn’t be so incompetent.

With all the wars conducted by the Military Department throughout the years, the command staff, no matter how inept, should have some sense ingrained in their bones from centuries of battles.

How could such a significant error occur?

...

At the center of the Hub World, a newly built towering edifice was continuously emitting subtle energy waves.

This was the Logistics Command Center, which decided the distribution of supplies not only for the Hub World but also for the Galaxy World, along with the coordination of reinforcement troops.

"The Third War Zone’s request for reinforcements—they need ten thousand-man battalions and four hundred hundred-man battalions for reinforcement. Additionally, they require three hundred thousand units of Magic Essence, three thousand five hundred tons of alchemy materials, and over a million bottles of various Potions."

In the main command room, a crystal-bodied wizard quietly listened to the subordinate’s report.

Around him, more than a dozen Wizards were lining up to report.

After the subordinate finished reporting, the Crystal Wizard’s body emitted a faint glow, countless Runes flowing in the flashing light.

Soon, he spoke, "No, he can have at most fifty ten-thousand-man brigades and three hundred hundred-man brigades as reinforcements. For supplies, deliver the alchemy materials first, and transport the excess stocks of Magic Potions. Priority for subsequent supplies should be given to the Third War Zone.

Tell Twilight to make his decisions carefully.

In the last two months, nearly five hundred thousand Wizards have perished in the Third War Zone; if this continues, we might need to draw Wizards from the Wizard Academy!"

After the Crystal Wizard finished speaking, the reporting Wizard said, "Lord Tianjing, if we only give limited resources to the Third War Zone, then the First Battle Zone..."

"Delay their priority. They have already been first priority for a month, it’s time to rotate."

"Yes, my Lord."

"Additionally, I have an order here; make the Magic Potion Factory and Weapon Factory urgently adjust their production plans."

As he spoke, the Crystal Wizard called Tianjing abruptly snapped off his own pinky finger and handed it to the reporting Wizard.

The next Wizard immediately stepped forward to report the next matter.

The reporting Wizard left the command room and hurriedly took out a Crystal Ball.

He first notified the Wizard Department about the personnel deployment and then contacted the logistics department to arrange the distribution of various resources.

Then, he took out the small finger, received the information inside, and conveyed the message to the heads of the Magic Potion Department and the Weapon Department.

Upon receiving the message, the head of the Magic Potion Department started frantically notifying various Magic Potion Factories to adjust their production plans.

"Factory Number One, you need to increase production of Life Potions, the daily output needs to reach fifty thousand bottles... What, the machine is broken? And there’s not enough material!

Where’s the Alchemy Wizard? Get the Alchemy Wizard to repair it. I’ll handle the materials; you must ensure the production reaches fifty thousand bottles a day!"

"What!! All the Alchemy Wizards have been sent to produce Alchemy Weapons? Dammit, use my authority to pull people from the Weapon Department! Even if you have to fight for it, get the people to fix the machines!"

Factory Number One, the factory manager was scratching his head in desperation looking at the broken Magic Potion machinery.

The Military Department had started assembly line production of Magic Potions long ago, but due to issues of war intensity in the past, the efficiency of the Magic Potion lines had never been improved.

Suddenly initiating a civilization war, though the production lines had been modified, small malfunctions occurred, particularly when producing certain dangerous Magic Potions.

And this required Constant supervision by an Alchemy Wizard.

But due to the intense front-line war, all available Alchemy Wizards had been reassigned to produce Alchemy Weapons in the Weapon Factory.

Magic Potions could be produced on assembly lines, but the enchantments on Alchemy Weapons couldn’t be done by machine.

The Alchemy Weapons used by the Wizard Army had their enchantment components manually enchanted by Wizards.

The reassignment of Alchemy Wizards left the Magic Potion machines without timely repairs. Although the Wizards in the factories had some knowledge of mechanical repair, the upgrades on the Magic Potion machines had changed many of the internal structures.

Many issues could not be resolved without professional Alchemy Wizards.

Thus, minor malfunctions accumulated into major ones, causing the Magic Potion machinery to stop production.

Fortunately, there was more than one machine in the Magic Potion Factory, and they were not operating at full capacity. The supply of Magic Potions could still just barely keep up.

But now with a sudden need to increase production, the broken machines had to be repaired.

"Forget it, you guys follow me to get more hands," the factory manager resolved grimly, pulling out a long-unused Magic Wand from his pocket, "Without Wizards for Alchemy Weapons, we can still cast spells with wands. Without Magic Potions, Wizards’ lives are at stake."

"Yes!"

In the Alchemy Weapons Department, millions of Wizards were distributed across hundreds of large Alchemy Workshops, tirelessly producing weapons.

Nearly every Wizard was surrounded by varying numbers of Magic Potion bottles.

The immense consumption at the front lines posed an unprecedented challenge for the rear Alchemy Wizards.

"No, I can’t spare a single Wizard here!"

The Workshop Master, holding his Magic Wand, confronted the Magic Potion factory manager without any intention of backing down.

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"You, Angel, I must take my Alchemy Wizards with me today!"

Seeing Angel refuse to relent, the factory manager’s wand flickered with magical light, and he suddenly appeared inside the workshop.

"Alchemy Wizards from Factory Number One, in the name of the minister... Mmmph!"

The factory manager had not finished speaking when the Workshop Master covered his mouth.

The Magic Potion Department had its tasks, and the Weapon Department had theirs too.

If they failed to complete their tasks, once the higher-ups investigated, the lower workers wouldn’t have problems, but they, the managers/workshop masters, couldn’t escape responsibility.

At this moment, similar incidents were happening throughout the entire Hub World.

Some were producing excess, others working overtime; some staff were idle, others short-handed;

The civilization war required massive logistics the likes of which the Wizard World had never experienced, using an entire world as a logistics base to support another world.

Everyone faced such circumstances for the first time, and numerous mistakes occurred.

Amidst such chaos, War Airship No. 124 at the airship yard began to take off.

Hundreds of Flying Airships, carrying hundreds of thousands of Wizards, passed through the Teleportation Gate, heading to the very front lines of the civilization war.