Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 2022 Alchemy Workshop
Alyssa is escaping from prison and chatting with old Yaling.

As for Alde, she had just entered the city.

"We have people coming from Dosu, from the Heart of Spells, from the Lightless Realm, the War King Realm, and many, many other places. There are even people coming from the outside world."

Sergeant Voss led Oldie and the others onto the bridge connecting the town, chattering on and on about the place:
"By the way, where are you from?"

"The Demonic Realm."

"The Demon Realm? Never heard of it. You are the first group of people from this plane."

Sergeant Voss thought for a moment, then comforted him:
"Don't worry, we welcome friends from anywhere, as long as they are not from the Nine Nether Hell or the Endless Abyss."

There was no need to lie about such basic information, because Sergeant Voss had just mentioned that they had a wizard who could easily obtain the basic information using prophecy spells. It would be too stupid to tell a lie that could be easily exposed.

Perhaps because he had met too many people from different dimensions, Voss was not at all curious about why Aldair had horns on her head even though she was not a tiefling.

There are so many mortal races in the multiverse, and there will always be races that you have never seen before. There is nothing strange about that.

"There's a checkpoint ahead. I'll take you to register first, and then you can visit the town. There are no taboos here. You can go anywhere with the owner's permission. During this time, I'll help you ask if anyone has been arrested in Deepland Town. We'll find a way to get your lost companions out later."

Sergeant Voss is a nice, warm-hearted man, which fits the stereotype of dwarfs.

Registration is not difficult, you just need to write your name. The local language is still the common language, so there is no language or writing barrier.

From this perspective, we really have to thank the ancient elves for their literacy campaign.

After registering, as Voss himself said, he ran to find his immediate superior and tried to find a way to negotiate with Deep Earth Town.

Oldie and his companions began to wander around the town, collecting some information.

For example, which direction to go to Deep Town?

This town is not big. To be honest, it is more like a village than a town. Judging from its size, it has only about a thousand people.

The building materials are also locally sourced, all metal sheets, recycled materials and the like, and the energy comes from a supply station.

That should have been left behind by the people of the Glow Ion Yin Society. It should have been a relatively large energy interface and a window for the functions of the entire cabin.

The locals took over the energy and transported it to various parts of the town using magic pipes. The workmanship was very crude, but it was fine as long as it could be used.

——Although there is a risk of explosion.

Passing through the energy station, you can see some hydroponic farms. However, since the surrounding cabins have collapsed and there are no water circulation pipes, they rely on magic to collect moisture in the air and use the water for cultivation and drinking, so the area appears very dry.

There weren't many pedestrians on the road, but they were quite friendly. Oldie told the passers-by that they were new here and that one of their companions had been captured by people from Deep Town, so she wanted to ask in which direction Deep Town was.

The passerby pointed out the location enthusiastically and gave a detailed description. In the end, he told them that it would be better not to go there, as the people in Deep Earth Town were all crazy, and it would be better to wait for the officials of Little Ford to come forward to negotiate.

Oldie thanked him politely, but rather than waiting, it would be more certain to go over and take a look.

Following the route given by the passerby, the group passed through a series of crooked buildings. Not long after they walked, they heard the sound of iron hammering in the air, mixed with a heat wave that only comes from smelting metal.

Walking a little further, a strange oval-shaped building appeared in front of everyone, and the chimney on top of it was still emitting black smoke.

The windowless, two-story building had only one door, tucked into a corner of the first floor. Standing in front of the door was a three-meter-tall, bipedal construct made of rubble, rusted metal, and green copper.

Its heavy iron arms were clenched into fists, and the pointed helmet on its head slowly turned left and right, occasionally revealing a single eye emitting red light. This...

Rather than a blacksmith shop, it looks more like an alchemical machinery workshop.

Noticing that Oldie and the others were approaching, the construct at the door, or the Golem, immediately turned the viewfinder around and quickly scanned everyone, especially at Benben and Sista who were following behind, as if judging the threat.

However, it did not launch an attack, but just stood there, at least it would not make any move until Alde and the others showed any aggressiveness.

Sanafia, who was lying on Benben, let out a small cry. This golem was completely different from Benben's in terms of manufacturing concept. It was angular and looked particularly majestic.

In fact, Alde really wanted to go in and take a look. She was a little curious about what kind of strange magical machines people from different dimensions would build here, and what kind of technology she didn't know.

But Oldie still knows the priorities. The most important thing now is to reunite with Alyssa and the others, and everything else can be discussed later.

So everyone just passed by the door, and the golem guarding the door didn't care too much when seeing this.

But at this moment, a calm and cold voice, but anyone could tell it was scolding someone, came from the workshop.

"Mr. Dixie, your smooth brain folds can't remember anything at all? I said there is something wrong with this batch of gears and they need to be re-forged."

Another weak voice sounded:

"But, but I can only do this intensity..."

"Then change it! Add other metals to form an alloy! I told you the formula clearly three days, five hours and thirty-three minutes ago."

"I'm sorry sir, I can't remember."

"There are too many things you can't remember. Now, go back and do it again according to my request."

It sounded like the old master in the workshop was scolding the newcomer for not working seriously. There was nothing wrong with the conversation, but when Alde, who was walking in front, heard the conversation, she suddenly stopped.

She listened carefully, as if trying to identify it, then suddenly turned around and shouted at the workshop door:
"Alais? Is that you?"

The noise in the workshop stopped obviously, and then a calm voice came from inside with a cold tone:

"Oldie? How did you…"

Then, everyone saw two bright red spots of light, as bright as burning coals, light up in the dark doorway of the workshop. If you stare at the light, it will feel as sharp as a needle tip, and if you look at it for a while, you will feel a prickly sensation.

Then, a skeleton in a tattered black robe walked out, the flesh on his body had not yet completely rotted away.

This scene startled everyone except Olde. They raised their guns reflexively. Even Sista immediately raised his neck, with two snake heads spitting out their tongues.

This also made the golem at the door immediately assume a fighting stance. If they opened fire, they would be punished by the golem's iron fist.

"Relax."

Alde turned her head slightly and said:
"It's someone I know, but I don't know if it can be considered friendly."

The lich Alais has never been seen since the destruction of the Demon Kingdom of Tandron.

(End of this chapter)