Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 410 Harmony and Gradual Change

Ruger paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile, much like Lord Kurt.

This was the first time he had seen his two trees, the Twin Dream Trees, intertwined in perfect harmony, in this small corner of the Endless Sea since he arrived here.

He had thought about this before. First, he would only enter his fixed dream world, which was anchored by the two trees, when he was dreaming. He didn't necessarily dream when he fell asleep normally. Second, there was the infection of the power of the Nightmare World. In the City of Burning Blood, it seemed that the power of the Nightmare World occasionally infiltrated there, which made him frequently enter his fixed dream world.

Ruger stroked the strange patterns on the tree trunks. During the time he was away, they had all grown well and become even stronger.

My own fixed dreams seem to have become more stable.

There are pros and cons. Although it deprives one of the freedom to dream, it will likely make one more resistant to certain nightmare spells when encountering nightmare wizards in the future.

Ruger tried to think positively, but he still wanted to escape the dream and get a good night's sleep.

As I stroked the tree trunk, I suddenly felt the Dream Tree tremble slightly.

Ruger laughed. Was this guy instinctively trying to keep him here?
He sat under the tree for a while longer, as if possessed, before finally breaking free from the dream and falling asleep again, just as he had done in the attic before.

The next day, he was indeed full of energy, a spirited dog-headed man once again.

A strong physique and mental strength not only make a person robust and durable, but also naturally enhance their recovery ability.

Luger stretched, glanced out the window, waved and entered the Abyss Bedroom space. He used the Spirit Hair Nourishment spell he performed every morning as he walked toward his experimental corner.

"Brother Luger."

Aiskin greeted him happily.

It looks like it's time for her and Da Shaheng to take turns. Da Shaheng is preparing breakfast in the distance.

But she wasn't alone; the scraggly creature number one was playing with a bunch of furry guys nearby, occasionally climbing onto Aiskin's shoulder.

“Brother Luger, I just replaced the magic stone on the platform as you taught me.”

As Aiskin spoke, she patted the small cloth bag at her waist.

It was just an ordinary cloth bag, sewn for her by Miss Daisy in Star City. She usually used it to store small things like magic stones. The magic stone furnace that she and Da Shaheng used to use consumed very little magic stones, and the few small magic stones she was given could last a long time. This time, when they were asked to guard this place, Luger gave her and Da Shaheng ten standard small magic stones.

“Well done, leave this to me,” Ruger said with a smile, glancing at the furry creatures not far away. “If you find those guys noisy, I can keep them away from you normally.”

"I really like them. They are lively and interesting, a bit like the timid little fairies described in books... but they always secretly help people. It's just a pity that they don't have those beautiful wings."

Aiskin said with a hint of regret.

She was clearly thinking of the strange and unusual novels she usually read.

Luger smiled and watched her go and help Big Fool Heng with his work, and also bring out his breakfast.

These two guys always make time to experiment with new dishes, but I haven't had a chance to show them to him lately. I'm sure there will be some new surprises, and I just hope they'll suit my taste.

Ruger arrived at the experimental corner, which was the laboratory without a roof.

He placed the two notebooks he had been reading yesterday on the shelf in the lab, and then turned and went to the lab bench.

The little devil was still half alive, and everything seemed normal. He could still sense the presence of Spirit Hair Demon No. 1 in the devil's heart, so he was obviously not lost his spirituality.

Ruger first replenished some of the potion in the imp's chest, then used Lesser Sharpness to cut another small cross-shaped wound in the demon's heart.

He took out the bottle of murky spring water from the abyss, tilted the bottle, and slowly dripped it onto the wound—no more, no less, just three drops.

After finishing his work and checking the condition of the lab table and the little devil, he went to have breakfast. Two of the world's top dragonborn kobold chefs.

The two Dragonborn kobolds may not be the best chefs, but they are certainly the Dragonborn kobolds with the best culinary skills.

As Ruger was thinking this and about to leave, he suddenly heard a strange heartbeat.

He stood in front of the lab table again.

His physique began to change, seemingly due to the implantation of spiritual hairs. It was much better than the previous failed resonance, yet there were still some differences.

That was because of the second experiment.

The spirit hair is undergoing a transformation.

A strange demon is being born.

Ruger gripped the Demon Heart tightly with both hands, resonating with the little demon's heart while simultaneously sensing the strange demon transforming within it.

After a while, the strange heartbeat disappeared, and the transformation reaction of Spirit Hair Demon No. 1 gradually stabilized.

Ruger cleaned his hands and transformed back into his kobold form.

According to his intuition, Demon One might be successfully conceived in another ten to twenty days. The reason for this inaccurate estimate was due to the special nature of the spirit hair. This special little thing was completely different from the records in the teacher's notes. This little thing seemed to save more materials and time in the transformation process, which was also due to the presence of the turbid spring.

After checking everything again, Ruger was finally able to enjoy breakfast.

There are precedents of fairies becoming demons. There are records of a sword and a mirror that first became fairies, and then were tainted by the aura of a certain demon, becoming special demons.

The three kobolds' cozy meal came to an end.

Ruger smacked his slightly sore lips and walked out of the bedroom.

He was just admiring the taste of Da Shaheng's creative dishes when he suddenly tilted his head and walked to the window, mentally calculating the time again.

He pushed open the window and jumped out.

He was certain that he hadn't been in the space for long, and the sky outside had already changed.

Once in the courtyard, he stared at the strange sight on the horizon, the world that had fallen.

Gradually, Ruger frowned, as if things were not as he had imagined.

"It has nothing to do with that fallen world, but with the Tianzhu Mountain that is closest to here."

Mahama appeared to the side and slowly spoke.

This meticulous big guy seems to have always noticed the small changes in life. The last time he talked about Tianzhu Mountain, it was a change he noticed, namely that it gets dark earlier and earlier, some subtle changes that ordinary people would not notice.

“You didn’t say that last time…”

"Ruger said softly."

He remembered Mahama's assessment last time, and later when he talked to His Excellency Kurt, he made the same assessment: the decline of Tianzhu Mountain was a fact, but it would be a long process.

But right now, it seems to have accelerated, and accelerated significantly.

People who work in the light from early morning might not feel it much, but after seeing the morning light, Ruger went to his bedroom and came out again, and he felt a clear change. The difference, the difference between the light and what he had imagined.

(End of this chapter)