Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Motu flipped the monkey pot over so that the bottom was facing up and gently tapped the engraved rune area on the bottom with the tip of his paw.

The sound was dull and solid, without any crisp cracking.

This indicates that the pot's structure is intact and there are no cracks or hidden damage.

He focused his mind and slowly probed the inside of the pot with his spiritual power, scanning and analyzing each of the faint magical nodes.

The temperature control node is located in the middle of the pot, close to the inner wall, and consists of three sets of nested precision rune arrays, which are responsible for maintaining a constant fermentation temperature inside the pot.

One set of runes showed obvious wear due to long-term use or material aging.

Its lines become blurred, resulting in extremely unstable temperature output signals, sometimes too high to kill the bacteria, and sometimes too low to delay fermentation.

Under repeated extreme temperature shocks, the bacterial community eventually became completely unbalanced and died.

The catalytic acceleration node is located at the bottom of the pot and consists of a set of complex spiraling runes. Its function is to efficiently catalyze the conversion of fructose into alcohol, thus serving as a biochemical reaction.

The rune itself was intact, but there was a break in the magical connection between it and the temperature control node.

It is very likely that the monkey pot was bumped or dropped at high temperatures, causing an extremely thin magical pathway inside to be interrupted.

The catalytic node is still idling, but it cannot receive timing commands from the temperature control node, like an engine without a helmsman.

There's no problem with the seal.

The array of sealing runes along the edge of the lid was intact, and the magical barrier remained undamaged.

This indicates that the mold contamination inside the pot was not caused by external invasion, but rather by the internal microbial community mutating and multiplying due to temperature out-of-control and ecological collapse.

With everything under control, Mo Tu placed the monkey pot upright and manipulated the mage's hand to take the rune carving knife from the stone table.

While a level 1 alchemy skill isn't particularly advanced, it's sufficient for repairing an alchemical flask with a clearly defined function and relatively basic structure.

He used the tip of his knife to recarve the worn-out rune lines, each stroke following the original pattern with even pressure and consistent depth.

Then, he took a small piece of spare mithril thread.

Under the control of the miniature mage's hand, one end of the silver wire was soldered to the output end of the temperature control node, and the other end was soldered to the input end of the catalytic node, with a knot tied in the middle and sealed with magic.

The entire repair process lasted for most of the day.

With his newly acquired Lv.1 alchemy experience and knowledge, Motu not only repaired the damaged nodes and circuits, but also gave the Monkey Pot a thorough maintenance.

He cleared away the stagnant, putrid residue inside the monkey pot and flushed all the runic circuits with a gentle stream of magic to ensure they ran smoothly.

But by this time, the green tiles were no longer there.

At first, she squatted down and watched with great interest, but soon found it boring.

Her eyes lit up when they caught sight of the newly made and uniquely shaped dragon blood wand on the stone table.

While Motu was focused on the repair work, the green dragon quietly reached out its claws and snatched the wand away.

Blue Dragon, who was repairing something, saw this scene, but he did not stop it, because it was, after all, a previous agreement.

Once the repairs were complete, Motu walked out of the stone house with the newly restored monkey pot.

On the open ground, Green Tile was squatting in an extremely awkward position, tightly gripping the Dragon Blood Magic Wand in his hand, gesturing wildly at the air.

It wasn't that her claws couldn't hold on, but rather that the highly specialized lightning energy circuit inside the wand created a violent attribute repulsion with her own green dragon bloodline magic!

Each time she tried to infuse magic, the dark red dragon blood patterns on the staff would flicker violently, as if protesting in pain.

Her face was full of defiance, and she tried again against her will—

"Crack!"

A crooked, dim arc of electricity barely shot out from the tip of the staff, flew less than two meters, and then dissipated into the air like a candle flickering in the wind.

"See, I told you you couldn't use this wand."

Motu walked over, his tone teasing.

Green Tile reluctantly shoved the wand back into Motu's claws, muttering, "What a piece of junk this wand is."

Her gaze then fixed intently on the monkey-shaped teapot in his other hand, a flicker of anticipation igniting in her emerald vertical pupils: "It's fixed?!"

"Try it." Motu handed over the monkey pot.

"It's really fixed?!"

Upon hearing Blue Dragon's words, Green Tile's eyes lit up, and after receiving the monkey pot, he picked it up and ran away.

Motu followed slowly, and saw Green Tile dash to a wild fruit tree at the edge of the camp. It stretched out its claws and grabbed a handful of the fruit, regardless of whether they were ripe or unripe, sour or sweet.

Red, green, and half-red and half-green colors were all stuffed into the slender spout of the monkey-shaped teapot.

Then she slammed the wooden lid on, picked up the monkey pot and shook it vigorously a few times, as if that would speed up the fermentation.

After doing all this, the green dragon solemnly placed it on the ground, then squatted down beside it, staring intently at the spout of the pot, its tail tip trembling slightly with anticipation.

"Didn't they say it would take a day before the wine was ready?" Motu reminded him.

"you're right."

Green Tile responded in kind, but did not turn his head, remaining in his crouching position.

Clearly, they intend to adhere to the principle of seeing is believing.

Motu shook his head, showing no interest in this pointless waiting.

He opened his mouth, his throat muscles twitched slightly, and the Dragonblood Staff slid precisely into his mouth as if drawn by an invisible force.

Through adaptive assembly, the wand travels through the esophagus and eventually falls into a specialized storage pouch.

But Motu felt that his mental connection with the Dragonblood Wand had not been severed; on the contrary, it could continue to exert its full effect.

As he turned and walked back to the stone house, a thought stirred within him, and his consciousness sank into his mind.

The Dragonblood Wand was crafted, and the quest panel provided by the [Ixtal] cheat code had indeed refreshed.

Three options slowly appeared on the dark blue panel, each followed by a line of small text, like a cheat code promoting its product.

The Path of Truth is complete. The following tasks are currently available:

Task 1: [Bronze Blood] Slay 20 monsters of the same tier and absorb their magic core power. Reward: Your current monster's tier will be promoted to Tier 2.

("A body of black iron? Blood of bronze? No... wait! There's also the will of silver!")

Task Two: [Path of Enlightenment] Collect materials and successfully create your own golem construct. Reward: Alchemy lv2 (You possess a strong foundation in crafting alchemical devices such as golems and experimental equipment).

("I bet you want a magical girl who will be absolutely loyal to you!")

Task 3: [Elemental Affinity] Learn any first-level fire spell. Reward: Maximum Spirit Power +3%, unlock the [Fire Elemental Affinity] trait.

("Lava pool! Ah~ What a wonderful hot spring bath. Quick! Jump in!")