Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots

Chapter 1285: Chapter 515: Refining Soul Crystals

After reminding the other party, Vinard’s attitude shifted as rapidly as the tides.

He was just worrying about the potential threats posed by the cognitive virus, but now he’s back to that pragmatic and efficient working state.

”Alright, since you’ve already seen the essence of the problem, the next step is to learn how to deal with this ’essence’.”

Vinard’s mechanical arm brought out a precisely styled device, placing it in front of Ron.

The design of this [Resentment Refining Device] is filled with Vinard’s consistent aesthetic style.

Every line serves its function, every part has undergone layer upon layer of calculated optimization.

The main body is a hexagonal crystal pillar half a person’s height, inside complex rune circuits slowly rotate like nebulae.

”Your task is very simple.”

Vinard returned to the main topic:

”Too many souls have died in the rebellion, their resentment, despair, and anger mixed together, polluting the purity of the tar, severely impacting the subsequent refining efficiency of ’resentment gold’.”

Mechanical fingers precisely pointed at a groove at the base of the crystal pillar:

”I need you to ’filter’ these soul impurities out and properly store the refined [soul energy crystals]. Remember, every emotion has its unique energy texture and must be categorized and handled.”

”Pure anger can forge sharper weapons, deep despair can construct stronger defenses, and that unwillingness before death... is the best catalyst for creating ’resentment gold’.”

Ron quietly observed the device, [Extraordinary Recognition] allowing him to see the energy flow patterns within.

It’s not just a refining device; it’s also a delicate ’emotional deconstructor.’

It can dismantle complex soul imprints into basic emotional components and then reorganize them according to specific needs.

”Understood.”

When Ron inserted the refining device’s conduit into the tar lake, the device immediately emitted a low humming sound.

The rune circuits inside the crystal pillar began to operate at high speed, like a miniature galaxy.

The moment the first thread of soul energy was extracted, he felt a palpable impact.

It was a tsunami of emotions from the dead’s final moments.

A young miner’s despair before death:

”Why... why can our resistance only exchange for more deaths...”

A mother’s anger after losing her child:

”Those high and mighty nobles will never understand the pain of loss!”

An old man’s unwillingness in the face of death:

”I still have so many unfinished tasks... so many people I want to protect...”

These emotions surged like tides against Ron’s perception, yet in front of a spirit defense as firm as a rock, it didn’t even cause any ripple in his facial expression.

[Spirit Realm Perception] allowed him to accurately distinguish the energy frequencies of different emotions, while [Observer’s Eye] helped him maintain a rational analytical state.

He began, following Vinard’s guidance, to categorize and organize these chaotic emotions:

Red crystals collect anger and hatred—these emotions are the most intense and have the highest energy density;

Purple crystals store despair and sorrow—these emotions are the deepest and have strong corrosion traits;

Black crystals gather unwillingness and obsession—these emotions are the most enduring, even death cannot completely erase them.

Every extraction is a precise dissection of the dead’s soul.

Ron watched as the pure [soul energy crystals] gradually accumulated in the collector, with not a single ripple in his heart.

He calmly analyzed Vinard’s strategic logic:

”Conquering a world indeed doesn’t require destroying everything in it.”

He looked at a fury crystal in his hand emitting dark red light:

”Just need to control its beating heart and transform its pain into your own resource.”

”The resentment of these dead people would have merely been a sigh in the long river of history on the Stoker Star.

But now, they will provide the best quality raw material for the expansion of the Wizard Civilization.”

”This is true conquest—invoking the enemy’s pain into your own strength.”

Strength is not merely about destruction, but transformation; not merely about acquisition, but utilization; not merely about conquest, but reconstruction.

Vinard’s display of such efficient, pragmatic, and wisdom-filled invasion methods far eclipsed Cassandra’s crude military conquest.

As the work deepened, Ron began to notice more details hidden beneath the surface of the tar.

Those cleansed rune areas were slowly revealing their true selves.

At first, he thought these were merely the simple maintenance runes of the Star-forged Titan.

Yet with the work’s progression, a shocking revelation gradually emerged:

These seemingly independent runes actually together form a concealed alchemical array.

Ron paused his work, activating the [Blessing of Apocalypse] that provided insight.

In this enhanced state, he can ”see” the technological evolution trajectory in the river of time.

The abilities of astrology and the historian have created a remarkable resonance, allowing him to examine this array from a higher dimension.

”This is...”

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Under the guidance of [Blessing of Apocalypse], those complex rune combinations began to become traceable.

He saw the inspiration sparks of ancient Alchemy Masters designing the ”Planetary Engine,” saw the evolution process of ”Space Stability Anchor” technology from theory to practice.

”So that’s it...”

Ron finally understood Vinard’s true intentions.

Having him do this seemingly punitive cleaning job wasn’t intended to be punishment at all.