Dream Travel

Chapter 222 One More Power Bank
"Okay." Bai Mu felt confident and immediately asked Lily to find suitable construction workers. Lily didn't stand on ceremony and asked for 300,000 yuan.

This cost more than his previous renovations!

Lily explained that the renovation specifications were different, so he couldn't build an extra floor above his residence and had to dig downwards instead.

Generally speaking, private alchemy workshops are underground, which can prevent the accident from spreading rapidly even if an accident occurs.

The alchemy workshop's protective standards couldn't be too low either; according to Lily, 300,000 was considered cheap.

When it comes to spending money, he can believe Lily's words but not entirely. He can trust that there are cost-effective options, but he doesn't quite believe that something is considered cheap.

"This is still considering your required construction period. Do you want it to be ready in a week, or do you want it to take a month?"

Lily convinced Bai Mu with this reason, provided that quality was guaranteed.

The Alchemy Workshop should be used as soon as possible.

By paying Lily to do things, Bai Mu had to stay in hotels during this time. Fortunately, he was a wealthy man and stayed in a hotel near Rota Avenue.

Bai Mu hadn't initially planned to stay here, but Luciela liked it, and Bai Mu was very reasonable with Luciela, who was the main person in charge of moving things.

"A week? That's alright..." Inside the hotel, Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief; she was afraid the White Curtain would drag on for months.

Although her body was preserved through alchemy, it would really deteriorate within a few months without proper treatment.

She planned to transform her own corpse into an alchemical doll. Although such a doll would be a living dead, it would at least give her a chance.

If one day the White Curtain really decides to let her go, she can return to the corpse.

Although they weren't really alive at that time, being half-dead was better than being completely dead, right?

Moreover, when it comes to the compatibility of body and soul, even specially cultivated ones are not as good as those that are naturally formed.

"Don't just stand there, eat quickly."

"..." Beatrice looked at the food in front of her with a conflicted expression: "Actually, I don't have a big appetite. If you insist on making me eat something, I can eat something else."

Bai Mu's expression turned serious: "You can't flirt with your boss during work hours. I'm just conducting a test."

"Then you should tell me what you're testing."

The white curtain explained Luciela's situation, and Beatrice pondered, "That must be related to her characteristics. I can't imitate her, but I can do something similar in other ways."

Beatrice didn't want to know such a secret at all; the more she knew, the harder it would be for her to leave the White Curtain in the future.

She really can't live without Bai Mu now. Even if Bai Mu lets her go, she has to worry about whether she will be silenced.

“I can use alchemy to transfer the target’s life force. In this way, I should be able to achieve something similar to Luciela.”

"I guess this counts as a kind of food." Bai Mu nodded. He'll try it in a week; having an extra power bank is always good.

On the fifth day, Lily informed White Curtain that preparations could begin, and it would be best to provide some simple equipment diagrams.

With the relevant blueprints, some minor adjustments can be made to the basement, making the installation of those items more convenient.

Although Lily was very impolite when accepting money, she actually did the job after receiving payment, and she did it very well.

White Curtain had Beatrice produce a set of drawings.

Afterwards, he took the blueprints to Lily's place and started moving things out of the warehouse. He let the workers handle the legal items, and Bai Mu dealt with the illegal ones himself. After completing the renovation, Bai Mu returned to his home. From the outside, his home looked exactly the same, with hardly any signs of construction.

However, there are multiple basement entrances here, leading to the alchemy workshop.

Although it's a bit small, it's enough for Bai Mu. He created this place specifically for resupply.

Atris can process Dream Erosion Crystals, but she cannot process Dream Erosion Food or Dream Erosion Materials.

"I wish I could know them all, but I don't have that much energy."

Beatrice looked helpless. She didn't have many opportunities to come into contact with Dream Erosion ingredients and materials. If she wanted to learn, someone had to be willing to teach her, and even if someone taught her, she still needed materials to practice with.

How could she possibly know how to handle all of these things?
Alchemy doesn't require dream-eroded materials. Apart from possessing dream-eroding properties, dream-eroded materials are not much different from normal materials.

Therefore, most secondary professions are only good at using Dream Erosion Crystals. The production of that stuff is large, and people who study alchemy can figure out how to use it even without being taught, just by relying on the large production volume.

"You will be in charge of part of the supply work from now on."

After figuring out what alchemy Atreus was good at, White Curtain didn't ask her for much more.

She excels at making alchemical potions and life modification, and can also create some alchemical tools, but she cannot make weapons like weapon cases and spirit cores like a craftsman.

She's not good at making large props, but she can modify them.
"I understand, but I can't be too far away from you, so I'll take care of my health first. Although I can't do delicate work, I can still handle ordinary jobs."

Atresia looked at the box containing her body: "My technology can guarantee that she is no different from being alive. You can even use her if you need her, including me."

"Go and dispose of your body immediately."

White Curtain remains unmoved in the face of Beatrice, who has begun to utilize her advantages.

Beatrice opened the box containing the corpse, skillfully put the severed head back in, and the wound healed quickly.

The corpse was lifelike, brimming with vitality, but this did not guarantee that it would remain incorrupt for a long time.

The main problem is that her corpse doesn't have the strength to ignore microorganisms; instead, its vigorous vitality can cause new mutations to occur after the body has remained intact for a period of time.

"Sigh." Beatrice sighed, a sinister glint in her eyes. Although she couldn't bring herself to be hostile towards the White Curtain, she would remember this grudge.

She not only wanted to modify her own corpse, but also to modify it to a degree that she could never have achieved in life!

There were some alchemical modifications she dared not do in life, but after death she was fearless. After all, the worst things had already happened, so how much worse could things get?
The new alchemy workshop was a bit small, but she had brought back everything she needed. With what she had here, she could revive her corpse.

The corpse wasn't badly damaged, which saved Beatrice a lot of trouble, but how much she could extract from the White Curtain for further improvement depended on how many resources she could get.

As the corpse doll came to life again, Atriste placed her hand on the corpse's chest, feeling the slow heartbeat, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

She herself is not a normal soul, but a special 'phantom' with a physical body, and cannot merge into her own corpse like a ghost.

While the white curtain was off, she conducted some experiments and completely abandoned some of her unrealistic ideas.

She wants a true resurrection; a physical phantom body is not enough. She needs to reclaim her mental fragments to have a chance.

Before that, all she could do was serve the White Curtain properly.

Fortunately, Bai Mu seemed quite easy to talk to. Although he killed her swiftly and decisively, he did not intend to use her as a slave afterward. However, the sudden loss of her freedom made her very uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)