The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

Chapter 129 The Demon of Fear (4,000 words)

"Can these be the same?"

Ning Du suddenly felt that the medicinal herbs he had spent a lot of money on might have gone down the drain.

It hurts so much, my whole body aches!

Taking a deep breath, Ning Du opened the so-called basic alchemy method.

Upon closer inspection, Ning Du realized that something was amiss with this thing.

Although he had never learned any cultivation techniques or methods.

But even when watching movies, television, or reading novels, one should know this.

Shouldn't alchemy be about the relationship between ruler, minister, assistant, and guide, and the five elements and yin and yang?

Why is this all about medicinal herbs? How many times should it be turned? What temperature should it be?

There are even magic circles, magic spells, and equivalent exchanges in alchemy!

This feels like a pirated copy!

Moreover, it's a pirated copy within a pirated copy, the kind that mixes up so many techniques.

Upon closer inspection, even the chemical equations have been revealed!

Is this thing reliable?

Ning Du looked up at his cheap master.

The white-bearded old man chuckled as he scrolled through his phone, clearly looking at attractive women.

Ning Du asked softly, "Master, what level is this basic alchemy technique you gave me?"

The old man looked up impatiently and replied, "No level required, I wrote it myself. What's wrong, don't you want to learn? You can't learn this outside."

Ning Du was filled with complaints.

You can't learn that outside, you don't even have the required level to learn anything outside.

I feel like I'm really on a pirate ship, and I don't know how I can get off.

Well, the money's already spent, so I'll just have to bite the bullet and go for it.

Ning Du had no choice but to take the basic alchemy techniques and learn them himself first, only asking the old man for help when he couldn't learn them.

The booklet is thin, with only a few pages, so it's not difficult.

In Ning Du's view, there are simply two methods of alchemy and two methods of remediation.

And if all else fails, use alchemy's equivalent exchange to exchange useless things for useful ones.

The difficulty may lie in how all these random things are put together.

The key to it was something that Ning Du couldn't understand for a while without the old man explaining it clearly.

The old man wasn't so annoying at this moment; as long as Ning Du asked, he would answer everything he knew.

Believe it or not, we chatted for an hour.

Ning Du suddenly realized that this thing was actually quite interesting.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it involves cultivation, magic, and alchemy.

But the underlying principles are the same; their essential purpose is to improve the quality of the skills developed through practice.

Perhaps the method of cultivating immortality is to fill in the gaps, the method of magic potion is to purify, and the method of alchemy is to polish and perfect.

It doesn't matter what method you use, as long as you can get it done in the end.

An hour passed quickly, and Ning Du had learned the material in a rather superficial way.

Just as we were getting into our conversation, a knock sounded at the door.

Then I opened the door and saw that the items I ordered from the Guardians' official website had arrived.

A simple delivery box, I don't know how it got here, it just appeared at the door.

I quickly picked it up and opened it to take a look. Everything was there, and the medicinal herbs were of good quality.

"Alright, everything's here, let's start refining!"

The old man put down his phone, intending to watch Ningdu's rice cooker refine medicine.

Ning Du also took a deep breath; the crucial moment had arrived.

Ning Du glanced at the old man again, confirming that the old man really didn't want to help at all, and felt helpless.

Let's get started!

Rice cooker transformation!

Two hundred world forces plus accelerated burst.

Ning Du has brought out all its strength this time.

After transforming, Ning Du suddenly realized that today's transformation was a little different.

I quickly looked in the mirror again and was surprised to find that the rice cooker I used today seemed to be a bit more high-tech.

Hey, what's this mode on my body?

Good heavens, he succeeded! There's a high-voltage button here.

He successfully conjured up a pressure cooker.

A truly multi-functional rice cooker!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ning Du laughed to himself, quickly making sure that the core of his world also remembered the changes of the day.

We'll rely on it to develop new rice cooker features in the future.

The old man shouted, "What are you laughing at? What's wrong? Is the rice cooker leaking electricity? Hurry up!"

Ning Du ran out in circles, pointing at himself and saying, "See that? High-pressure mode. I've changed again!"

The old man only glanced at it.

"It's not like you've undergone a second transformation, what's there to be so smug about? You'll have to become a magic rice cooker someday. Hurry up!"

Ning Du was slightly taken aback when he heard the words "magic rice cooker".

Then he started reciting the instructions while preparing the medicinal herbs one by one.

Then drop them into their respective lids in order.

Wait a minute, I forgot to take the rice out.

It almost turned into a medicinal herb meal!

She put all the rice in front of the old man, then washed herself clean before adding the medicinal herbs.

"Put these in later, first turn on the heat and adjust the temperature."

It is indeed a high-end rice cooker, with various modes and power levels, which is quite convenient.

The old man, eating rice beside him, said, "Remember to add some water, then start shaking. Do you even understand what shaking is? Oh, and start spinning it!"

Ning Du swayed himself, as if he were dancing.

There's no one else who can refine pills like this. After releasing them all, he finally released the last one, the Shapeshifter King's Heart.

"It has to work!"

After placing everything in the container, Ning Du closed the lid. He then immediately began drawing a magic circle at his feet.

Drawing this requires a special octopus-shaped ink, which is quite expensive.

Ning Du had to finish the painting in one go; he didn't want to spend another penny.

Fortunately, this magic circle is not difficult to draw. After drawing it, sprinkle some special powder on it, and then you can infuse it with world power.

With everything settled, Ning Du still needed to draw a small array on himself.

This is a final, just-in-a-lifetime alchemical preparation, which also requires the infusion of world power.

Then, he took a black stick-like object in his left hand and made a hand seal with his right hand.

While swaying, he chanted incantations.

To be honest, Ning Du really felt like he was a shaman performing a ritual.

If he saw someone on the street looking just like him, he would definitely think it was an invasion by monsters from another dimension.

The old man watched silently from the side.

He appeared calm on the surface, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

His apprentice is quite the little genius.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he only gave you basic alchemy techniques; they are actually quite difficult to learn.

He was prepared to spend the whole afternoon giving guidance, and even planned to assist from the sidelines and teach them step by step.

But now it seems that the little apprentice mastered it in one go, showing quite good learning ability.

Moreover, they understand things very quickly and ask only the key questions.

He could master everything, whether it was immortal magic, sorcery, or alchemy.

Amazing!

Before this, he had never imagined that he could find someone like this.

Most people are considered good if they can master even one of them.

It could be said that his apprentice was almost destined to inherit his mantle.

The only transformation ability he disliked was now showing a rather wondrous effect in the hands of his apprentice.

Let's see, maybe we can actually learn all of his tricks?

That would be really interesting!

Ningdu jumped and hopped around, shaking his body.

It wasn't until nightfall that he felt it was almost over. He himself was no longer willing to speak.

This isn't alchemy; it's torture.

The old man next to him was like a stone, staring at him the whole time, so Ning Du couldn't slack off even if he wanted to.

"Can you smell the fragrance of the elixir?"

The old man suddenly spoke up.

Ning Du immediately perked up.

"Really? I always smell nice, so I can't smell it!"

"Then smell it carefully, until you can smell a very strong fragrance of cinnabar!"

Ning Du was still thinking, "It's just a pill, how fragrant can it be?"

Unexpectedly, a rich fragrance soon filled the room, making it impossible for him to ignore it.

Ning Du himself was wondering how he could smell the aroma from a rice cooker.

This smells amazing!

"Quick, quick, quick, open the oven! No, I mean open the lid!"

With a shout, the old man rushed to Ning Du and forcefully opened the lid.

In an instant, the aroma filled the air.

Ning Du felt the fragrance permeate his entire body, even into every crevice of the rice cooker.

"Did it work? Was it a success? My money wasn't wasted!"

Ningdu shouted repeatedly.

The old man held up a large pill and laughed, "No failure, excellent! The rice cooker pill refining was a perfect success! From now on, you can call yourself a pill refiner, and you can make money from it."

Ning Du ignored what the old man said next; all he cared about was success.

But when Ning Du looked up again at the pill he had refined, his mouth dropped open. "It's huge—a lion's head!"

Yes, this pill is bigger than an apple; it feels like it could kill someone if thrown!

The old man was quite satisfied: "Excellent appearance, perfect medicinal potency, and a delightful aroma. Excellent, excellent. Come, my good disciple, it's time for you to enhance your transformation ability. From now on, follow your master diligently and strive for improvement every day. In the future, you will be known as the God of Longevity in all realms, the True Lord Rice Cooker!"

"What are you babbling about, some 'True Lord'? What are you doing? Don't shove this at me! Shouldn't this thing be cut up and eaten?"

Ahhhhh, wait until I grow bigger, don't stuff me in, don't stuff me in—"

They shove the big pills straight into your mouth, no matter how much you scream.

After eating it, Ning Du carefully observed the changes.

But no matter how much I tried, I didn't feel any difference. Could it be that I ruined the process?

"Alright, go to sleep. What are you looking at me for? The medicine won't take effect that quickly. If you're bored, learn this too. Try to finish learning it within a year!"

As he spoke, the old man tossed Ning Du a small booklet, which looked a few pages thicker than the basic alchemy manual.

Ning Du glanced at it and said, "Intermediate alchemy? Not so great. This takes a year? I can finish it in two days!"

After Ning Du finished speaking, he opened the package and found something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, what's this—"

The old man chuckled, "That's right, it's the table of contents. The real content is at the end of the booklet, on a small recording crystal. Take your time reading it; you'll learn a lot!"

Ning Du immediately flipped to the last page, and sure enough, this thing really did have a memory crystal attached to it.

Forget it, Ning Du doesn't want to watch it today anyway.

He just wants to rest now; he doesn't care about the effects of the medicine.

Let's talk about it tomorrow morning!

That night, Ningdu tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

First, I felt cold in the middle of the night, so I quickly covered myself with the blanket.

I felt hot after covering myself with the blanket, so I kicked it off.

Maintaining a human form is uncomfortable; I'm sweating profusely.

Even turning into a rice cooker doesn't work; I always feel like something is moving inside my body.

It's like an insect got into a rice cooker!

Then came restlessness and a nameless rage within me.

It feels like I need to kill something!

This feeling grew stronger and stronger, and Ning Du had no choice but to pace back and forth by the bed.

It still didn't work; the rice cooker started heating up.

Even turning it into a refrigerator wouldn't stop it.

Helpless, Ning Du began to turn his attention inward.

It seemed as if a voice kept telling him, "Kill, kill, kill."

Our purpose as shapeshifters is to kill other creatures and then plunder their cores.

Ning Du clenched his fists and told himself, "I am a human, not a monster!"

Just then, a voice seemed to echo in my mind.

"Shapeshifter, do you dare to fight to the death? I'll be waiting for you in the warp. Either you kill me, or I'll take over your body, hahahaha!"

The sound grew clearer and clearer until Ning Du could no longer hold on. He opened the core of the world and accepted the challenge.

"Come on, come on. Let's fight to the death! You think you're worthy to try and kill me!"

The world's core shines brightly; the challenge has been successfully completed.

The next moment, a spatial rift appeared, and Ning Du plunged into it without hesitation.

In the next room, the old man who had been sleeping suddenly got up.

As if sensing something, it passed directly through the wall and arrived at Ning Du's room.

Looking up, the old man saw directly the spatial rift that was difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye.

Subspace rift?

The old man was immediately surprised.

I was just about to follow them into the spatial rift.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to have thought of something.

"No wonder this kid is so easily favored by the laws. It turns out he has fragments of the world with him."

After careful consideration.

The old man decided to leave the matter alone for the time being.

Judging from the current situation, this kid is definitely not entering the subspace for the first time, otherwise he would definitely be screaming in agony.

Let's wait a bit, it might come out soon.

Moreover, even if he couldn't get out, he had a way to get the gods to hand over the corpse.

Subspace.

The refrigerator suddenly fell to the ground in Ningdu.

This time it wasn't a refrigerator crashing to the ground, but a refrigerator heroically landing on the ground.

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The entire refrigerator seemed to be shimmering with light. The moment the False God Judge saw Ning Du, he knew that today's "shapeshifter" was no small matter.

"Morphological mutation? Contamination? Or inner demons?"

The well-informed false god judge did not approach Ning Du to greet him.

Ningdu's current situation may be very troublesome for outsiders.

But none of that matters here!

The refrigerator looked around, seemingly searching for its rival.

The aura of killing intent was so strong that even the false god judge hid to the side to avoid provoking such a ferocious shapeshifter.

Fortunately, a competitor for refrigerators soon arrived.

A ghostly black shadow drifted down.

It has a shadow-like body, gray eyes, and a sharp mouth full of fangs.

"The Demon of Fear?"

The false god judge just found it funny.

This shapeshifter was in a rather abnormal state, and its opponent happened to be a demon of fear.

This kind of demon, which grows by instilling fear in others and devouring their bodies, is normally very difficult to deal with.

It has a fairly high level of defense against both physical and magical attacks.

It is itself a psychological attack and a soul attack.

Logically speaking, shapeshifters should be hard to resist; this is their natural nemesis.

But now, things are hard to say!

"Both sides are present. Let the battle begin!"

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