Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 401 Noise and Quiet

The newly built portable laboratory, or portable experiment corner, welcomed its first experiment in a peaceful atmosphere. The honored subject of the experiment was Luger himself, while the truly important one, who played a crucial role in the experiment, was the great God of Spirit Hair, the first assistant of this experiment, Lord Miscellaneous Hair Number One.

"Master, I'm a little nervous..."

A single hair trembled in a corner of the old lab bench, like a constantly wriggling earthworm.

Luger sat on the lab table, glanced at it, but was too lazy to say anything.

Aiskin and Big Fool had already left, along with the cheerful hairy creatures, all moving away from this roofless bedroom space experiment corner to avoid disturbing Luger and Hairy Number One.

Ruger selected a piece of hair from the outer thigh that met the spiritual criteria, based on the number that Miscellaneous Hair No. 1 could confidently identify. The good news was that Miscellaneous Hair No. 1 could point out one more suitable hair location than last time, although the number would soon drop again.

"My brave servant, are you ready?"

Ruger said in a deep voice, still remembering the few feathers that had drifted down to the bedside and wasted the last time.

With a sudden jerk, the wavy hair on the first hair instantly transformed into a straight hair.

"Master, I can do it! I definitely can!" The number one scraggly man's momentum faltered slightly. "I... how about... a little less is fine, a little more this way, a little more that way... that would be a little less, um... it could be even less..."

Ruger noticed that it was conflicted and had a tendency to tie itself in knots.

“My loyal servant, please don’t be overly modest. You are already strong enough, much stronger than before,” Ruger said casually.

The scraggly hair on the first spot twitched, then straightened up again.

"I think I'm ready, my master!"

The scraggly number one became eager to try again.

Or rather, its eagerness is always there, but it is occasionally suppressed by its timidity. As soon as one side gains the upper hand, the other side will roll down.

Luger looked at it and smiled.

The hair removal spell model has been fully enabled.

He took a deep breath, strictly controlling the spell to try not to lose another hair, since the hair in the connected area did not meet the requirements and would only be a pointless sacrifice if it fell out.

The hair, which was already nourished by spirituality to the point of potential spiritual awakening, reached an indescribable peak of spirituality in an instant under the stimulation of the hair removal technique.

Under Luger's expectant gaze and amidst the surging excitement of Zamao No. 1, a large patch of fur detached from the thigh of the dog-headed man who had given birth to them.

A moment of silence followed.

Then came the noisy yet faint fluctuations of mental energy.

"Master! Master, I did it! This time... so many, so many! My all-knowing master, you said I could do it, and I really did it!"

The scraggly hair cheered, as the newly sprouted spiritual hairs surrounded it, swaying and chirping as they danced around it.

Ruger glanced at his thighs, put down his robe, and smoothed out the wrinkles with his hand.

There is success and there is failure.

There were still some hairs on the side of the lab bench that had fallen to the ground, but compared to last time, they were negligible.

“Master, there are a total of nine hundred and seventy lively spirit hair followers! Nine hundred and seventy! Oh ho ho! I feel like I am all-powerful... all-powerful!” The first rascal hopped and jumped onto Luger’s shoulder.

Ruger waved his hand and cast a continuous Spirit Hair Nourishment spell on them, and all the newly grown spirit hair cheered with joy.

With 970 newly formed spiritual hairs, plus the 530 spiritual hairs from the previous batch that had progressed further, these adorable little creatures have now reached a total of 1,500.

"Now, you can leave with them."

As soon as Luger finished speaking...

The first scraggly man stood on his shoulder and immediately bowed in a salute, which is the same as the curly-haired man's salute.

It left with its newly grown spirit fur, and the little guys tried to imitate it, but they were still a bit clumsy. Some of the more agile ones would even rub against Luger's face before leaving.

With these annoying little things gone, Ruger could finally get some peace and quiet.

A half-dead demon is still waiting for him.

After adjusting himself, Ruger first completed his meditation for the day, feeling the so-called limit that was constantly approaching yet seemed to be standing still.

It calmed my mind.

He stood up, recalling the records of experiments in his notes, as well as various ideas and speculations, and went to the second experimental table.

He first raised his hand and left his own arcane mark on the experimental table. The mark that originally belonged to Lord Kurt had long been erased. Leaving his own arcane mark would allow him to better control this slightly old experimental table. The experimental table that Lord Kurt gave him was somewhat different from the one that Old Lunther used to refine potions. It was not particularly outstanding, but it could adapt to more situations and had a wider range of uses.

Ruger placed a standard-sized magic stone in a corner of the experimental table and took the half-dead little demon out of the incubation bag.

The restraints on the experimental table were enough to keep this little devil in its current state in check.

Luger smiled slightly as he looked at it.

The demon's broken neck has recovered somewhat, probably not enough to run, but it should be able to swing its claws slightly. However, it is still pretending, looking like it has no feeling in its limbs and is limp, with only its eyes darting around furtively.

Luger watched it with a smile, and when the binding force came from the experimental table, the little devil panicked and began to struggle.

The foul stench of the skin vanished in a flash, allowing it to quiet down and completely lose consciousness.

This old and ordinary experimental table, while its limited binding force is enough to deal with it, will consume a lot of magic stones during excessive struggles, and wasting them is a shameful act.

Ruger began to try to replicate, in his own way and with the available resources, a few simple experiments that his teacher had conducted when he was exploring magic.

First, there is the resonance of the demon's heart.

Ruger put away his wizard's robes, and his figure began to change under the influence of magic.

His teacher did not link the Demon Body with spells like Demon Skin, but instead experimented with the Demon Body alone. However, he believed that the changes resulting from his high compatibility made him more suitable as the subject of the experiment. In addition to the effects brought by the spells, he believed that the changes that occurred in his body with other spells made him more like a demon.

Stimulated by the writing technique, the crystal pen beside him began to record his thoughts.

He would then need to sort things out, and after everything was over, he could consult his teacher or the wizard Zorn, who had made the promise, if necessary.

It's worth mentioning that once one is proficient in writing, one can use a crystal pen to turn pages automatically. This is the reason for the invention of the crystal pen. It allows for better writing, extends the duration of spells, and is a good helper for wizards. It is also a good alchemical tool. When combined with spells, it is easier to achieve the level of page turning. Before the invention of the crystal pen, some wizards who wanted to conduct their experiments in peace and quiet usually used a long scroll, because that thing could record continuously without turning pages until the end.

(End of this chapter)