I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world.

Chapter 99: The Method of Recording (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
“That’s right.” Jemin nodded. “Although there are no large wizarding armies to the northeast, it’s close to a wasteland and mountain range with few intelligent creatures. The terrain in the mountain range is complex, which is more suitable for us to hide and rest.”

As for taking a longer route, that's not a big problem for the wizards.

What happened next was exactly as they had planned.

During their breakout, Jemin and his men deliberately made a commotion, swiftly eliminating several orc squads that were trying to capture them, and intentionally leaving clear traces to create the illusion that they wanted to break out in the south.

Then, they quickly set off on foot in the exact opposite direction to further confuse the situation.

But these are all just smoke and mirrors.

After completely shaking off the pursuing orcs, the group used flight magic to fly at low altitude and high speed, heading towards the direction where the intelligence indicated the weakest point in troop deployment, thus completely leaving this dangerous place.

Five days later, as a blood-red sunset struggled to sink below the distant horizon, they finally arrived at the safe zone chosen by Jemin—a vast wasteland that was relatively flat but bordered by treacherous mountains.

There seemed to be very little sign of intelligent life here, and the air was filled with the smell of sand.

"Finally...we've arrived." Using alchemy to create a windproof rock wall, Amy plopped down on the ground, letting out a long sigh of relief. A hint of relaxation appeared on her tired face. "It's so quiet here."

Victor also relaxed his body, leaned against a dry tree trunk, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing.

After confirming that there were no problems, Jieming used the Five Elements Rainbow Mirror to connect with the Eye of Light he had set up earlier and sat down.

"Have you ever thought about this?" After a short rest, Amy suddenly spoke up, her voice tinged with doubt.

"We only brought our own supplies with us this time. It seems the workshop didn't provide us with any equipment to record our achievements, and the dimensional barrier has been forcibly sealed. So how are they going to record what we've done here, and how are they going to calculate our contributions?"

Victor opened his eyes, frowning in thought: "Yes, I've been thinking about this too. Are we really going to rely on ourselves to report back? That's too simplistic; how can that ensure fairness?"

Jemin didn't answer, but his eyes flickered slightly when he heard their questions.

He was actually quite curious about this issue, originally thinking that the wizards would plant something on them the moment they entered this plane.

But based on the tests conducted over the past few days... it seems there isn't one.

Suddenly, he raised his head and fixed his gaze on the horizon.

Just then, a deep and grand humming sound suddenly came from the distant sky. It was neither thunder nor magical bombardment, but more like a tremor in which the entire atmosphere resonated.

The tremor started from afar and gradually approached, eventually engulfing the area where they were located.

The three of them stood up at the same time and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, a dazzling light suddenly tore through the dark firmament, as if a giant, invisible hand had ripped open a deep rift in space!

From that crack, a surge of power burst forth, and then the phantoms of the gods reappeared.

Just like last time, they were enormous and majestic, carrying immense divine power, and charged towards the crevice without hesitation.

From the crack, a blurry, indistinct phantom of a wizard also emerged.

This phantom exuded a mysterious and profound aura. It did not seem to intend to directly confront the gods. Instead, it was resisting the gods' attacks while rapidly extending a huge hand, seemingly drawing some kind of strange runes in the air.

The battle erupted instantly, laws and divine power clashing, each impact distorting the sky as if it were about to collapse. However, amidst this fierce battle, an invisible yet immense wave, like a tsunami, swept across the entire Erosian plane, centered on the crack that had torn the sky!

This fluctuation was silent and subtle, yet it carried a sense of clarity that acted directly on the soul.

Jemin felt his mind clear up, and then a huge and clear stream of information rushed into his mind like a sudden enlightenment!

At that moment, the expressions of Jemin, Amy, Victor, and all the wizard apprentices who had been thrown into the plane of Elosia became strange.

They have figured it out.

This is how the workshop records and tallies contributions!

That wizard's phantom was none other than a high-level seventh-rank wizard specializing in the Fate system!
That invisible yet powerful fluctuation was the result of his comprehensive scan of the entire plane's laws of fate at the moment he tore apart the dimensional barrier!

He wasn't scanning matter, but rather the cause and effect and destiny trajectory of each wizard.

Every action a wizard apprentice takes in the plane, and every impact it has on the plane's laws, is clearly recorded under this fluctuation of fate and quantified as "contribution."

This method can calculate accurately while avoiding any possibility of cheating.

Moreover, after gathering all the intelligence, the wizard compiled it all and made it public to all his apprentices.

A stream of information coalesced in the consciousness of all the apprentices, and a shimmering "scroll" suddenly appeared in their minds.

The list contains thousands of names and their corresponding contributions.

The first line of the scroll prominently displayed "Norren Workshop Elosia Plane Total Contribution Ranking"—this was the so-called contribution ranking!
Amy stared at the list that had appeared out of nowhere in her mind, her mouth agape, muttering to herself, "This...this works?! It directly scans destiny?"

Victor was also stunned, then a bitter smile appeared on his face: "A level seven fate wizard... This method is truly unheard of. No wonder the workshop dares to do this..."

"what!!"

Just then, the phantom of the wizard in the sky, surrounded by a group of gods, let out another tragic and miserable wail.

His figure quickly blurred, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air like snowflakes.

—He faked his death again and escaped.

But before he completely disappeared, a message was simultaneously transmitted to the minds of all the apprentices through the web of fate.

"This list has been updated. The next update will be in one month."

"...Haha...As expected of a high-level wizard, this acting is much better than the previous wizards..."

Watching the fading shadow in the sky, after a moment of silence, Jieming's lips twitched, and he finally managed to utter these words.

"Haha...that's true..."

Amy and Victor also came to their senses and echoed each other somewhat blankly.

(End of this chapter)