"If it were the Golden-level strong casters, they could complete the construction of two magic arrays within ten days and complete the structure of the void teleportation system."

"Then it will take longer for the silver-level strongman, three or four months, six months, or more."

Hearing this, Allen couldn't help but wonder, "Is there such a big gap?"

"It's bigger than you think." Kelly replied solemnly.

"I know, you have seen the Golden Class battles in Dirno City, and even participated in them in person."

"But even so, your understanding of the existence of the person [Gold] is still one-sided and incomplete."

"【Gold】 means that extraordinaryness has reached its end, and that life has reached its limit."

"Whether it is the black iron race like the human race, the silver race like the elves, or the dragon race like the Titans, the gold race like the [gold] is their limit."

"No matter which race or life, this is the highest point they can reach."

"Bloodlines and qualifications may have some significance before the [Golden Level], but after [Gold], if you want to break through to a higher level, these are just ordinary, and even have no effect at all."

"If the breakthroughs under the [Golden Level] represent the sublimation of individual life and the promotion of individual level."

"Then after they reach the [Golden Level], they want to go further, which is a leap in their own dimensions and a transcendence in their own person."

"So, although it seems that [gold] is just above [silver], in fact, it is already a huge difference."

"And those who can reach this level are all extraordinary people, not ordinary people."

"You may have seen the power of their battle, shocked by the grand scene, and thought it was the power of the golden rank."

"But you don't know enough."

"Maybe because this world has just gotten used to the emergence of gold, or maybe it is because they are still familiar with their own power, so what they show before you is just that level."

"But in fact, their strength is far beyond your imagination."

Allen and Renard then fell silent at the same time, raising his definition of the golden rank in his heart a lot.

"The information reception, processing, analysis, and logical thinking ability of the golden-level mage are not at the same level as the silver-level."

"If you want to use collective power to compare with the Golden Level mage, then the number of people you need is definitely not a small number."

"And what we are facing now is exactly this problem."

Ms. Kelly's eyes were patrolling around, sweeping across the faces of everyone around her, and then continued to speak.

"There are about 159 silver-level powerful men registered in the Empire, which sounds like a lot, right?"

“There are 89 of them belong to the caster.”

Kelly's tone was plain, as if she was just a simple statement, but for some reason it brought a bit of sneer.

"And not all spellcasters are good at building teleportation arrays."

"There are no more people who rely on bloodline to become a silver-level warlock and a priest who specializes in healing and blessings."

"If you really want to say something, they are barely enough, and it's better than not."

"And these people occupy 32 seats among those 89 people."

"So, there are only 57 people left."

"And, if you really want to say these things, they can only be used. The ones who are best at this are often those who are proficient in alchemy."

Speaking of this, Allen already understood the harshness of the form and knew why Kelly said that the number of people was the reason that restricted the construction of a new generation of extraordinary transportation system.

“Which is based on the census and town registrations completed by the empire as of last year.”

"my country currently has a population of 430 million, 650 cities and 2425 small towns."

"It's not like to include all towns into the entire teleportation system, just so many cities alone is a big problem."

"So, the year I mentioned before is just the ideal situation."

"Because, this means we need to devote most of our energy to this in the next year without having time to take care of it."

"But, this is an impossible thing in itself."

"The wheels of history have rolled and turned, and are irreversible."

"This world of the greatest and most intense struggle in hundreds of years has begun."

"At this critical period of history, what we need to do is to adapt to the changes of the times as soon as possible, seize the initiative, and maintain our own leadership, whether it is imperial or personal."

"We cannot waste time on the upgrade and change of the transportation system that can slowly draw on it at such a critical and precious time."

"After all, our current transportation system has not reached its limit and there is still room for use."

After saying that, Kelly stopped, then quietly ate breakfast, without looking at Alan, who was in deep thought because of his words.

"Allen, you don't have to worry too much about this aspect. At least, the Empire will not make any big moves in this aspect within three years."

"They may build teleportation arrays in important places such as main cities and fortresses, but they will not be promoted."

"Because judging from the current situation, the country is powerless."

Upon hearing this, Allen nodded, and then asked as if he had remembered something, "In a short time, will the Empire's Alchemy Association and Equipment Department have made breakthrough progress in this regard?"

"It's basically impossible." After thinking about it, Kelly gave a rough answer.

As if she understood the doubts in Alan's eyes, Kelly explained why she was not sure about it.

"I understand what you mean. What you want to express is the way to reduce the construction of teleportation arrays and improve efficiency through the improvement of machines or technology."

"But you know that the construction of a teleportation array is an extremely complex process. The longer the distance, the larger the entire system, and the more so."

"If you want to achieve this effect through a machine, then this requires you to have enough understanding and insight into the entire teleportation array system and even the essence of the teleportation array."

"To reach this level, at least two prerequisites are required, the strength of the golden level and long-term persistence."

"And this is not a goal that can be achieved in a short period of time."

"It's okay to say the previous one. There are many strong men in the Imperial Alchemist Association and the Equipment Department who are only one step away from gold. In the environment where the demon tide is resurrected, it is not difficult to have a golden level, and at most it is a matter of time."

"But the latter one will be a big problem."

"The teleportation array and teleportation system construction left by the empire are the crystallization of wisdom of countless wise men, and they have been accomplished after countless polishing."

"If any golden rank can be changed on it, it's really too much to look down on those sages who were once."

"That's good." Allen responded, and then turned over the topic on this page as if he had taken over this article.

From Aunt Kelly's words, we can hear that at least in recent years, the empire's strategy has been to accumulate strength and develop in a low-key manner, without any radical thoughts.

In other words, there will be no war, breaking the hard-earned peace.

"By the way, Uncle Tropp, who belongs to this yard?"

After eating for a while, Allen asked Tropp as if he remembered something.

When he came in before, he was a little curious about the owner of the yard.

However, the thoughts caused by the sudden arrival of Ms. Kelly and Uncle Derria did not remember to ask for it for a moment.

Now that his mind finally came to an empty mind, he was naturally curious about who the owner of the yard was.

"your."

"mine?"

Alan's face was incredible and almost choked by the food in his mouth.

Before this, he had many speculations, and he had considered Derria, Kelly, and even Tropp himself.

But no matter what, he hadn't thought about this possibility.

After all, how could ordinary people think of going here!

"Yes, this is yours."

"Of course, to be precise, this belongs to your parents."

"But since they are missing, it's nothing wrong to say it's yours."

Tropp didn't seem to know how surprised Allen had, he just ate his breakfast calmly and chewed slowly.

It seems that it is a peerless delicacy.

After hearing Tropp's affirmative reply and seeing the affirmative gazes of both Derria and Ms. Kelly, Allen also knew that they were not joking.

So, after a brief shock, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, trying to find the existence of this house in his distant memory.

After all, he did not awaken his soul, so Alan lost his energy and was able to remember his memory that was almost buried deep.

"It seems, it's really mine..."

When saying this, Allen felt a little funny.

In his memory of two or three years old, he saw the existence of this yard.

At that time, the house was not as vicissitudes and not as old as it was.

Not to mention, such a dead silence.

However, the same kind of identical, without any change, made Allen sure that this was the yard he visited when he was a child.
To be continued...