Chapter 100: A Historic Moment Is Full Of Surprises

Jiang Cha knew why Carol had come. As long as she answered the questions honestly, she wouldn’t just avoid punishment—Carol could even let her go. After all, it wasn’t a major issue.

However, Wilt’s identity was truly top secret—so secret that besides Mephist, a third-year mentor, and the headmaster, no one else knew. Jiang Cha herself wasn’t officially told; she had guessed it on her own.

Yes, “top secret” meant that perhaps many people knew, but no one dared speak of it. Wilt’s identity as an undead witch was simply too conspicuous; trying to hide it from everyone was impossible.

As for what Carol wanted… Jiang Cha guessed that she had probably figured something out and wanted to get confirmation from Jiang Cha as evidence. Jiang Cha’s act of feigning ignorance effectively gave her the answer indirectly.

It was the same as when Mephist had commissioned Jiang Cha. Without concrete evidence, mere suspicion—even if it came from the enemies of witches—wouldn’t justify directly attacking the witch stronghold on Earth, especially the Academy Island, the area with the highest witch density, just to capture the child of a suspected key figure. That would be too high a risk.

After all… how could one be sure it wasn’t a trap? Any intelligent being could think of that—even Mephist and Jiang Cha didn’t know whether the Wilt they contacted was a decoy. Truth and falsehood were intertwined. Staying on Academy Island was the safest option for Wilt. This was the wisdom of the ancient Grand Sage.

But this wasn’t something a little witch like Jiang Cha needed to worry about. Regardless of Wilt’s identity, Jiang Cha liked this cute, talented little witch. Identity didn’t matter. Benefits didn’t matter. She had always been like this, whether it was a leftover echo from a long-forgotten past or the freedom she felt after awakening—it didn’t matter.

During the three days in confinement, Jiang Cha had analyzed part of the legacy left by the master of the Mage Tower and gained much.

“A manufactured god.”

The experiments conducted by the Mage Tower master essentially aimed to combine the purely materialistic math school with the purely idealistic path of faith in deities. Jiang Cha sighed softly, not sure if it was regret or pity.

She didn’t immediately look at the results, but first examined the long, prolonged research reports. Yes, prolonged. The timespan of the research wasn’t measured in years.

The Night Elves were already a long-lived species; in the multiverse, their average lifespan was five thousand years. And the master of the Mage Tower was a sage.

The span of this experiment was… 23,400 years.

A sage conducting research for over twenty thousand years—even longer than the history of the entire witch race—produced extraordinarily rich results. Although the research ultimately failed, and later successors confirmed the errors, the byproducts of the research alone were enough for Jiang Cha, a little witch, to benefit for a lifetime.

And Jiang Cha also understood why the master of the Mage Tower, despite being from thirteen billion years ago according to the Dimensional Calendar, was now so famous in the multiverse.

Yes, thirteen billion years.

The calculation of the Dimensional Calendar is complex due to the varying time flow rates across multiverses. For simplicity, if converted to the solar system’s timescale, the legacy Jiang Cha received originated from 8.2 billion years ago.

8.2 billion years.

Spanning 8.2 billion years, crossing countless worlds and fragments…

“Hello~ Huizi.”

The black-haired, red-eyed girl hung from the ceiling, bound in the dark cell, smiling as she greeted the intelligent deity. A historically odd moment.

Yet in witch history, such occurrences were not rare. For example, a Grand Sage once achieved Sage-level ascension while squatting on a chamber pot during an experiment. Or the moment a new school of thought was created, the founder did so similarly to Jiang Cha.

Whether they were bound or not is unknown—no one dared to do anything risqué with a figure from the witch lineage.

Yes, the School of Creation was also founded by the First Grand Sage. All the strange deeds came from this one figure.

In short, with such a great predecessor, Jiang Cha no longer minded her current situation.

The newly born Huizi could hardly be called a “manufactured god”—she was so tiny that even a small delivery cat could knock her over with one paw.

Strictly speaking, she was now just an artificial sprite dependent on Jiang Cha’s magic. Weak in power, with little potential for growth.

But just like the first computers—huge, slow, and primitive—they eventually evolved into supercomputers, AI, and mechanical life.

Huizi’s potential may be low, but her growth rate will entirely depend on Jiang Cha’s development speed—and later, all witches studying the School of Wisdom.

Whether she can become a true “manufactured god” is something even Jiang Cha doesn’t know yet.

The small light-blue orb, with a tiny tail, was smaller than a normal balloon. Upon hearing Jiang Cha’s voice, it reacted a bit sluggishly, wobbling around as if greeting her.

It was only an instinctive reaction.

Huizi, the intelligent sprite, could not yet understand language. But Jiang Cha saw the future in her—the future of wisdom-based magic.

Previously, Jiang Cha had developed wisdom-based magic, essentially relying on the principles of the Mystic School, temporarily constructing artificial gods to cast spells.

But in practice, this method had a major drawback: the caster had to maintain the spell. It couldn’t be delegated.

The more powerful the wisdom magic, the more it consumed the caster’s thought circuits. For example, Jiang Cha’s extreme use of [Overlapping Minds] with hundreds of thought threads still consumed eight threads just for the spell itself. If she developed more spells in the future and used them simultaneously, it could take a tenth—or even more—of her cognitive resources.

Traditional Mystic magic solves this because their spells have real corresponding gods in the multiverse. Witches only temporarily construct artificial gods to steal their divine power, achieving the spell’s effect. In short, it’s like a hacker using a bot to steal computing resources.

Wisdom magic doesn’t have a corresponding god, so the caster must bear the computational cost themselves.

No divine throne is occupied. It can be replaced by an external object.

Huizi is just the very beginning—but also a historic moment.