Wizard: I Have a Game Panel-Chapter 343 - 254: “A Stray Dog on the Ground Can Hardly Imagine the Size of the Sun When Gazing at the Sky.”

Chapter 343: Chapter 254: “A Stray Dog on the Ground Can Hardly Imagine the Size of the Sun When Gazing at the Sky.”

"It calculates precisely to five traits, corresponding to the five prototypes of space laws it mentioned."

"These law prototypes can astonish it so much; their utility must be significant and not as simple as merely enhancing combat power."

"If nothing else goes wrong, it might truly have a great connection with breaking through to the Seventh Ring."

"Law prototype... law..."

Reaching this inference, his gaze at the Silver Wolf suddenly became heated.

He was eager to understand how the so-called law prototypes evolved into laws, as it was undoubtedly related to how a Sixth-Ring Mage could break through to the Seventh Ring.

"No need to hurry, the dog is a bit irritable now. Let’s wait until it calms down to probe for information." Lor took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the agitation in his heart.

Haste makes waste; he currently felt that the Silver Wolf resembled a mountain full of knowledge, which must be unearthed slowly.

If rushed, it might collapse the mountain, causing the knowledge to be buried deep underground again, taking a long time to be unearthed, possibly forever unreachable.

’Seven thousand miles’ away, the Silver Wolf suddenly felt a chill down its back, as if being stared at by something unpleasant.

It instinctively turned back to glance at Lor, who appeared to remain in place, seemingly giving up on entangling it.

"Ha, native, have you given up struggling already?"

The Silver Wolf sneered, "If you change your mind now and submit to me, I can forgive and make you a part of my vassal race."

"If you make significant contributions in the future, there’s even a chance to become a core vassal race."

The native’s value was too great; it was really reluctant to give up.

However, letting him directly become a core vassal race was clearly impossible.

Giving a slot in the vassal race was already its generosity.

Lor: "..."

Now the Silver Wolf still arrogantly holds itself high, so any talk was meaningless; he was too lazy to bother.

"Fine, fine, since you still refuse the opportunity I’m giving, then just wait for death!" The Silver Wolf’s face turned sullen, continuing to turn and fly outward.

One second...

Ten seconds...

Thirty seconds later, it looked puzzled at the boundary of the virtual and real space now close at hand.

It had arrived here ten seconds ago, so why hadn’t it flown out after ten more seconds?

The Silver Wolf suspiciously glanced back at Lor, now nine thousand nine hundred miles away, who still stood in place, expressionlessly gazing at it.

Unconvinced, it continued flying forward.

Another thirty seconds later.

Gazing at the virtual and real space boundary still before it, the Silver Wolf fell silent.

It finally understood; that guy was not chasing it, not because he gave up struggling, but because he was confident it couldn’t escape... or rather, leave.

"Have you also comprehended a sixth space law prototype I haven’t discovered?" After a long while, the Silver Wolf turned back, spoke with a low tone.

This Fifth-Ring native was indeed too outrageous.

Even with the power of the Holy Light Pearl, it still fell into a situation where it couldn’t strike, trap, or escape.

Mind the gap between Fifth Tier and Seventh Tier; it was greater than the gap between plane and plane group. Even if the Holy Light Pearl couldn’t engrave its grandfather’s power of laws, Seventh Tier Holy Light power theoretically should crush all beings below Seventh Tier.

This situation was totally unexpected, leaving it somewhat at a loss.

"Ha, space law prototype?" Lor sneered, "I have comprehended the space laws!"

"Bullshit!" The Silver Wolf couldn’t hold it, cursing: "A mere Fifth Tier who can’t even bear laws, what can you comprehend?"

"When a stray dog on the ground gazes at the sky, it can’t imagine how large the sun truly is, or even know that what it sees is just a projection like the moon in water," Lor maintained a straight face, though inwardly he was laughing.

Simply from the Silver Wolf’s previous words, he captured a crucial piece of information.

Fifth Tier absolutely couldn’t comprehend space laws, or even if they could, they couldn’t ’bear’ them.

While pondering how to extract more precise methods of law comprehension from the Silver Wolf, he casually threw out another long-standing doubt troubling him.

Where is the sun’s essence, and what is its nature?

Was his once-theorized world origin theory right or wrong?

"Sun?" The Silver Wolf continued its tirade: "A mere Fifth Tier space system cultivator knows nothing of the sun. It’s a domain only Seventh Tier space system cultivators and Eighth Tier great beings can touch."

"Heh."

Lor said arrogantly, "Since only such great beings can touch it, it seems you don’t understand either."

"A stray dog is but a stray dog; how could it grasp the mysteries of my space system?"

"Even though I am just at the Fifth Ring, I have already glimpsed the sun’s essence."

He was talking nonsense, counting on the Silver Wolf to divulge more information.

"Who says I don’t know?"

The Silver Wolf was furious: "Isn’t it just the plane origin polymer?"

"Even if you can see it, without reaching the Seventh Tier, you’ll never be able to touch that layer of space."

"And unless you submit to me, you’ll never reach Seventh Tier."

Unwittingly, it had been convinced by Lor’s bluff that he could see the sun’s essence.

Because it truly was not well-informed about the mysteries of the space cultivation system.

It was well aware that its mere foundational knowledge couldn’t rationalize with such a monster like Lor.

Continuing this topic could likely lead to another setback, so it discreetly shifted the conversation. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Oh?"

Lor looked at the Silver Wolf with surprise, "You are already trapped here by me, unable even to escape."

"I’m very curious, what on earth gives a stray dog like you such confidence?"

This time he was genuinely surprised.

By right, the Silver Wolf should have been out of options unless...

Lor remembered a post he had seen on a forum in his previous life, stating that the Wizard Alliance seemed to have something that allowed wizards to communicate within the major plane groups.

Unfortunately, that item was never made available for player exchange by the Wizard Alliance; it seemed to be kept private.

Players had no solution to this, being weak themselves.

Other than Faith Wizards, even advancing to the Fifth Ring required the help of the Wizard Alliance, leaving them no say.

"Could this guy have that thing too?" Lor mused inwardly.

If the Silver Wolf possessed it, his carefully laid plans would need substantial revisions.

If the Silver Wolf could not contact the outside, the major civilization behind it would find it challenging to discover the Silver Wolf’s death.

Discovering the Wizard Plane Group would surely take a considerable amount of time.

With this buffer time, Lor was confident that Vincentia and Sanchez could both reach the Sixth Ring, and he himself likely wouldn’t face much difficulty either.

By then, the three of them could fully resist any potential Seventh Tier enemy.

But if the Silver Wolf could contact the outside any time, everything would take a turn for the worse.

To prevent such contingency, he had painstakingly left a spatial engraving in the Wizard Plane, at least having a back-up plan to avoid being left with no options.

"Ha, a native is but a native, so ignorant,"

The Silver Wolf, seeing Lor’s surprised expression, felt extremely satisfied, flipping its wrist to produce a wholly black, anklet-like ornament, proudly saying: "This is a credential for entry into the Second World created by the great and super Silkworm Dream Civilization."

"With this credential while in the Crystal Domain, I can enter the Second World at any time to contact anyone I want."

"This means I can inform my backing Divine King in the Second World to rush to this plane group and suppress you anytime."

"My grandfather is not as agreeable as I am; while I wanted you to become a vassal, my grandfather would only make you a slave."

"A vassal at least retains some autonomy, but a slave... I don’t think I need to explain further, right?"

As these words fell, it pretended to watch Lor calmly, but its heart was in its throat.

It indeed could now contact its grandfather, but knowing this fact might trouble where the belonging of that large plane ends.

Unless absolutely necessary, it really did not want to take this step.

Thus, aside from bringing out the Second World, it could not think of any other way to balance out with the native now.