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Chapter 19 Alchemy Laboratory (Part 1)

The hole isn't big; it's just big enough for one person to fit through.

Those monsters might have crawled out from inside.

Lynn hesitated.

"Master, I'll go scout ahead."

Lauren began to speak.

Lynn frowned, unaware of the dangers inside, and sending Lauren there was a great risk.

But someone always has to pave the way.

"Master, I'm tough and won't hurt," Lauren said with a simple smile, patting his muscular chest with a muffled thud.

Just as the two were talking, the large lizard behind them suddenly moved.

Its massive body suddenly turned around in the cave, its tail raised high.

Its thick tail swept heavily against the stone wall like a battering ram.

call out--

The tip of its tail tore through the air, making a sharp sound.

The stone wall exploded with a loud bang, scattering a large amount of rubble all over the ground.

The golden gate behind the wall was also smashed open.

The ground was littered with fragments and rubble of the Golden Gate. Lynn moved the rubble aside and looked at the Golden Gate, now broken into several large pieces. If this gold had been taken out by the miners, they could have become millionaires in the town. Then, one night in the future, it would have been looted by a group of thugs who broke into a house, and eventually ended up in the collection of some nobleman.

Lauren squatted down beside him; he had never seen so much gold before.

Then he reached out and touched the gold.

"It's all gold." Lauren could assure him that she had never seen so much gold in her entire life.

If I had had that much gold back then, I wouldn't have had to leave my hometown.

Lauren's vertical pupils turned into a dazed look as she stared blankly at the ground, her mind replaying certain memories she didn't want to recall.

If it weren't for the soaring price of grain in his hometown, with wheat reaching 5 silver coins a pound, his bread wouldn't be selling for 2 silver coins each. The townspeople cursed him as a vampire, claiming he was sucking the wealth of the common people like a vampire by raising bread prices in such dire circumstances. But why didn't the nobles who sold wheat at exorbitant prices dare to openly insult him? Even if they harbored resentment, they only dared to grumble in private.

Then one night, someone rushed into the store, smashed it up, and stole all the money, bread, and flour.

Although the people had covered their faces with masks, he recognized their boots—exquisite leather boots. Ordinary people couldn't afford such boots.

He seemed to understand something; a bard once said that ignorance was the breeding ground of evil. So he took his wife and left his hometown for the legendary port of Bangor, where he heard that one could travel to more countries.

However, as the wall collapsed, the area behind it was completely exposed.

Behind this stone wall is a spacious open space.

The large lizard went in first.

Lynn and Lauren followed behind.

A dark shadow descended from above, and the giant lizard's tail suddenly swept across.

He swatted away anything falling from above.

Looking closely, you can vaguely see that it's the same monster we just saw.

The path behind the stone wall wasn't long; it took less than a minute to reach the bottom.

There was a faint light ahead; what a magnificent scene it was! Lynn was completely stunned.

At the edge of the horizon lay a strange space.

From Lynn's perspective, a strange space could be seen appearing in the deep mine, something that didn't seem like it should be in a mine at all.

Directly ahead, a bronze-colored space appeared, hazy and faintly glowing, somewhat like a scene from a dream, or a mirage.

The scenery inside was not very clear, but you could vaguely make out that it was laid out like a laboratory.

The laboratory table, metal frame, and worktable, with their metallic edges subtly reflecting a bluish hue.

As Lynn got closer, the scene he saw gradually magnified and became clearer, almost within reach. Then, everything he had just seen vanished, leaving only deep darkness around him.

Taking two steps back, the scene before me reappeared.

Is this some kind of projection magic?

Lynn frowned.

But all of this has an unexpected truth to it.

The large lizard standing nearby watched the scene unfold and fell into deep thought.

"Communicate using mental power," the large lizard lying behind suddenly spoke.

Lynn glanced back at the giant lizard, then turned back to look at the scene in front of him, communicating with his mind. Can anyone tell me how exactly you communicate with your mind?

It's like if you throw me a sword and tell me to fly on it, does that mean I can actually fly?

The teacher hasn't taught us to this point yet.

Lynn was feeling a bit of a headache, so he focused his mental energy.

Communicate with mental strength.

My eyes were wide open, but I didn't react.

I don't know how to project my mental energy outward. Is it through meditation and communication in my mind?

There was only one way left, so Lynn closed his eyes and began to meditate.

As Lynn began to meditate, her mind gradually emptied.

Eh?

Lynn noticed something was wrong.

In the dark sea of ​​consciousness, apart from the central earth ring and a fixed "anchor" near the edge, there was a flickering spiritual fluctuation at the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's like some kind of signal.

The image of a Bluetooth signal involuntarily popped into Lynn's mind, even though the analogy might not be quite accurate.

But this was the most suitable metaphor Lynn could find.

Lynn communicated with the shimmering, fluctuating signal at the edge of his mental sea.

The connection was established smoothly, and the next moment, mental energy was released like a faucet being turned on.

A flood of information rushed into Lynn's mind, making his brain feel swollen.

When I added points to Mutology before, the feeling of receiving knowledge feedback from that door was like this, but I didn't feel any bloating or pain at the time.

After a while, Lynn, whose head was throbbing slightly, finally processed the information.

He finally understood the name of the space before him—the Alchemy Laboratory.

It is essentially a foldable space that can be stored away.

Its first owner was an alchemist. Lynn was its third owner.

It contains basic alchemy instruments and equipment.

The first owner was a third-level wizard apprentice who was proficient in alchemy. He was seriously injured in a battle with his enemies and fled, leaving behind his legacy and information about his enemies.

He also hoped that if his successors inherited his legacy, they would have the power to avenge him in the future.

Information about the second owner is scarce.

Lynn then inspected the alchemy lab, where most of the materials and items that were once treasured had been squandered.

Based on the connection to this "experimental base" built deep in the iron ore mine, Lynn guessed that the second owner must have been rather strapped for cash.

Lynn went inside, and on the table was a calendar that looked like a clock.

Lynn picked up the calendar, which had a scale and hands.

Below is a red line.

The length of the red line corresponds to the year.

Lynn's expression was complicated after reading the message.

The first owner of this alchemy laboratory died in the Seventh Wizarding Calendar 4121.

What year in the Wizarding Calendar is it now?

Lynn thought for a moment, and it seemed that his teacher hadn't mentioned it. However, although he didn't know, he did know that his teacher, Anglie, had recorded a time in his notes.

In the year 4610 of the Wizarding Calendar, his teacher was still an innocent young boy.

That is to say, at least five hundred years have passed since then.

If this wizard enemy hadn't died of old age in at least five hundred years, he would probably be a full-fledged wizard by now.

Fortunately, this inheritance doesn't strictly require the inheritor to seek revenge. Instead, the inheritor is encouraged to take revenge if they have the strength, and otherwise simply live well and pass on the legacy. It's less of a responsibility and more of a request.

Lynn thoroughly inspected the alchemy lab.

In the alchemy lab, the only things that are visible in their most complete form are these alchemy instruments and forty or fifty books on a bookshelf in the corner.

Lynn glanced through them briefly and noticed that the books were clearly divided into two styles.

One type is ancient books, which clearly bear the marks of history and contain mostly magical knowledge, with alchemy knowledge making up the largest proportion.

Lynn also discovered a spellbook containing three zero-ring spells.

These should all be things left behind by the first wizard.

The second type of book consisted of notes, and Lynn also found many typos and crooked handwriting.

In addition, there is a three-meter-tall eggshell-shaped metal instrument in the corner, which is entirely handcrafted.

Some design drawings were scattered on the table next to it.

On the design drawings, Lynn saw a familiar pattern.

It looked almost exactly like the monsters I had seen in the mine.

The case is solved. It's this guy, the alchemical monster created by the second successor.

The paper had the name of this monster written on it: Iron Earthworm.

(End of this chapter)