Wizard: My magic facility can be upgraded!

Chapter 302 Floating Workshop? Floating Fortress!

Chapter 302 Floating Workshop? Floating Fortress!

Li Ang remained silent, his face expressionless, simply listening quietly. Power struggles and considerations of self-interest were perfectly normal.

At this moment, Diana interjected, "But we still believe that you are the most suitable person for this position. Your strength, your role as a link, and your mastery of information about the End are irreplaceable."

She looked at Li Ang, her eyes shining brightly: "So, Li Ang, would you be willing to participate in the upcoming alliance friendly match?"

"The Alliance Friendly Match?" Li Ang felt the name sounded familiar, and after a moment's thought, he remembered. When he completed the Dragon Power Potion, his mentor Eve had mentioned that it was an important competition within the Wizarding Alliance to determine the allocation of seats for each faction in the Supreme Council over the next five years, and that the Alliance Innovation Competition was held concurrently. His Dragon Power Potion had been selected to participate in the latter.

"Is it the competition that decides the parliamentary seats?" Li Ang confirmed, then asked, "But my potion has already been registered for the 'Alliance Innovation Competition' at the same time. Can I participate in both competitions at the same time?"

Diana and Celeste exchanged a glance, and the latter spoke up: "The League's charter does not explicitly prohibit the same person from participating in two major competitions at the same time. Although there is no precedent in history, you can set one. The Innovation Competition is about results, while the Friendly Competition is about real individual strength. If you can demonstrate enough strength to convince everyone in the Friendly Competition, most of the voices questioning your qualifications and rank will naturally disappear."

Li Ang pondered for a moment, considering whether he needed the position of chairman. From his personal perspective, he preferred to focus on improving his own strength and finding specific ways to fight against the End.

But Theronster and Diana are right. The resources this position can mobilize and the alliance processes it can promote are crucial to the fight against the End. This position is very useful in order to better protect those around them in future conflicts.

"I understand." Li Ang nodded. "I'm willing to participate in the league's friendly match."

A relieved smile appeared on Celeste's face: "Good! The departure date is set for one month from now. Use this month to prepare well. The opponents in the friendly matches are all elites from various towers, including many level five wizards, so don't be careless."

"Finally," Seronst took a card from the drawer, "this is your reward in my capacity as acting faction leader. It's for securing two major allies for the Alliance: the Elves and the Dwarves, and—successfully rescuing Professor Dinah, thus saving an important combatant for the Alliance. A total of 20,000 contribution points."

Diana also handed over another card, her tone sincere: "This is my personal contribution, and on behalf of Olivia, 10,000 contribution points, to thank you for risking your life to go to the Holy Mountain, rescue my daughter, and indirectly allow me to return. It's just a small token of my appreciation, please don't refuse."

The sudden arrival of 30,000 contribution points stirred even Li Ang's heart, as he was planning to repair the second floating core to further expand and strengthen the floating workshop, and these contribution points came at just the right time.

"Thank you both." Li Ang accepted the card without hesitation.

After leaving the conference room, Li Ang did not delay and went directly to the contribution point exchange point. He used 15,000 contribution points to exchange for 5,000 grams of rare gravity stones.

Back at the Floating Workshop, Li Ang took out a damaged Floating Core and the Gravity Stone he had exchanged from his ring.

The immense spiritual power activated the power of the torch, and the inherited power, along with the gravity stone, began to repair the core.

Soon, a brand-new floating core, shimmering with azure light, was completed, marking the end of the repair work. The next step was to expand the workshop itself.

Li Ang took out a large amount of lightweight stone materials that he had previously collected from the underground ruins. With the assistance of two six-armed guardian puppets, and based on the two floating cores connected in parallel to provide stronger power, he began a major overhaul.

The original two-story stone building was extended upwards, becoming a more magnificent three-story structure. The area of ​​each floor was nearly doubled, and the outer walls were also raised and thickened accordingly. The courtyard area was also expanded several times, forming the layout of a small castle.

In the following days, Li Ang received another message from the faction leader, Carlos. This was the first time he had formally met the leader of the Potions School since returning from Avalon.

As Li Ang walked through the familiar corridor and arrived at the office door, which was filled with a faint herbal fragrance, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

As I pushed open the door, the afternoon sun shone brightly through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the office. The books and scrolls neatly arranged on the bookshelves remained as always.

However, when Li Ang's gaze fell on the old man behind the desk, a slight thought stirred within him.

The Carlos faction leader sat in a large armchair, still wearing the dark purple robe that symbolized his status, but his once meticulously combed silver hair now seemed a little thinner, casually draped over his shoulders.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened, especially the lines around his eyes, making him look more than ten years older.

Only those eyes, when looking at Li Ang, remained clear and wise, though now held a complex and indescribable emotion.

"You're here? Make yourself at home, kid." Carlos's voice was a little hoarse as he gestured for the chair opposite him.

Li Ang sat down as instructed, somewhat surprised by the change in faction leader and the slightly somber atmosphere in the room.

Carlos's gaze lingered on Li Ang's face for a moment, as if confirming something, or perhaps gathering his courage.

Finally, he slowly stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of Li Ang. To Li Ang's surprise, this highly respected fifth-level wizard, who had led the Lyrita Potions School for decades, bowed deeply to him.

"Faction leader! What are you doing?" Li Ang practically jumped up from his chair, reaching out to help him up.

Carlos waved his hand, stubbornly maintaining his bow, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion: "Leon—you deserve this bow. Eve told me everything; it was you—you were the only reason I lived."

He straightened up, his eyes were red, and his expression was one of pain and self-blame that Li Ang had never seen before.

"I always thought—in the face of that unseen and intangible end—that it was a good thing for Eve to hide in Avalon, to hide with her mother. I thought it was a place where she could escape all calamities—"

Carlos's voice grew softer and softer, each word seemingly squeezed out from his chest, "But I was wrong, terribly wrong."

I almost—I almost sent my daughter to the altar with my own hands, to become fuel for those bastards to continue their lust!

He suddenly raised his hand and pounded his chest hard, making a dull thud.

"What a failure I've been as a father, blinded by a lie, nearly making a terrible mistake. Countless times I've wanted to thank you in person, yet—I didn't know how to face you. I—"