I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #146 - Chapter 146 Flesh Alchemy
When Ian turned to the next page, he was greeted by a blank space…it was obvious that this manuscript book ended abruptly.
However, he didn’t feel any surprise. He often walked along the river without getting his shoes wet. The author of this book was obviously a bit crazy in the later stages. Whether it was the scrawled fonts or the crazy tone, it undoubtedly proved that the author was in a very wrong state.
Moreover, Ian also thought of the anime from the past, in which the two protagonist brothers tried to resurrect their deceased mother and rashly used the biggest taboo in alchemy – human body refining.
Although judged from an academic point of view, the two of them were successful.
But it also paid an extremely painful price. Whether it was the evaporation of the younger brother’s body or the elder brother losing an arm or a leg, it all proved that the principle of equivalent exchange will never change.
Such a price is still premised on having the aura of the protagonist, complete human alchemy technology, and two people sharing the price.
And the author of this book…
“Pioneer explorers are always heroic and great, and we who came later just stepped on your shoulders.” Ian sighed silently in his heart.
“The soul is always a realm that is untouchable by mortals…”
Ian knew that this kind of alchemy could not succeed, or that he did not dare to succeed at all. The more complete the ritual, the easier it is to succeed and the easier it is to have backlash.
After all, everything is done, everything is ready, but the soul is missing, what should we do? Following the principle of equal exchange, the nearest alchemist becomes a ready-made sacrifice.
Rather than care about the alchemy of such living creatures, Ian has his own opinions. After all… the activity of these fungal materials in the apocalypse should not be too high.
Although he didn’t know whether they had soul energy, he still planned to try. It’s not that he’s too big, but the unique conditions here are here. If you don’t try it, you will really have trouble sleeping and eating.
He understood Rowena Ravenclaw’s mentality very well at the moment, her persistence in exploring unknown things, her greed for knowledge… Ian felt that he was almost in this state now.
Exploring the unknown, this kind of courage is not brainless recklessness.
Ian still plans to get familiar with normal alchemy with dolls first, and then try flesh alchemy with small rodents. In this way, even if he is counterattacked, the damage to him will be reduced to a controllable range.
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In the next period of time, Ian spent all his thoughts on going out to collect fungi materials.
This time, he no longer focused on strange plants, but specifically selected large plant fruits that were close to maturity. These fruits are more active and contain considerable vitality.
The most obvious thing is that after picking, even if they are left for several days, they still maintain their original state without any change during this period.
“I don’t know if 12 are enough.” Looking at the 12 round fruits with a diameter of about one meter in the storage room, he said helplessly to himself.
There was no way, under the current situation, he felt that this was already the limit. In the final analysis, neither player started playing chess, and he was jumping up and down to steal various houses. It would be strange if he did not attract the attention of the collective consciousness of the fungus.
Especially the last two times, whenever he got close to these plants, he always felt like he was being watched with a vague look… There was no direct malice, but there was a touch of anger.
This let him know that his collection operation was almost over. He is not a chess player. The fungus collective consciousness can maintain this level of tolerance entirely because he still has an enemy.
And he is not so arrogant that he thinks he can fight against it on his own. An existence of this level, unless he could awaken twice in a row and become a wizard like Merlin.
Otherwise, it’s better to just quietly be an audience.
Ian always has a very clear understanding of himself, commonly known as self-knowledge. He knew that with his current strength, he could only protect himself in front of them.
As for competing? Don’t even think about it. Maybe he can kill countless single fungus life forms, but so what. In the face of endless human sea tactics, unless a single person is crushed by force, he will still be exhausted.
Thinking of this, he gently kicked the collected materials and said in a complaining tone:
“I’ve never seen people as stingy as you. How much blood did Sibel have to draw? I didn’t see the hostility behind his back, so he just sucked a dozen of your eggs and got angry?”
Complaints are complaints, but in actual actions he can still make things clear. After these 12 materials are used up, regardless of success or failure, Ian has no intention of collecting any more.
At least he has to wait until the fungi and the world officially start. And even then, he doesn’t plan to pick it himself. He can completely entrust it to the special parasites on this side of the world.
As for communication and the like, there is no need to worry at all. With this speed of evolution, we may be upgraded from the Stone Age to the Imperial Age within a few years.
What he plans to do now is to build a simple trading center on this plain, based on his own stone house, and hire these special parasites to complete the tasks in exchange for weapons and medicines that act on the body.
The thought of those potions… made him frown a little. Because he was not sure whether he was also used as a pawn in the beginning, especially the efficacy of this potion, which was too coincidental… all flesh and blood.
In fact, there is a bigger worry in Ian’s heart, which is something he has never dared to think about. His time travel… now that I think about it, it’s a bit of a coincidence. After exploring one floor, I found a wand that can travel through time?
“What is this? A student studying abroad? Or an envoy to the Tang Dynasty?” He looked at the wand in his hand and said with some self-deprecation.
Even if a problem is discovered in the most fatal matter, he is still not very panicked, because the strength and bloodline are his own, accumulated bit by bit, and are not given by the system like in his previous life.
Even if the worst comes to worst, it’s just that he can no longer travel through time in the future, but with his current strength, he can still live a comfortable life, but it will leave a lot of regrets…
“From this point of view, everything before was the wisest choice.” After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the sky silently. “Is it because my growth makes it difficult for you to control it?”
Obviously, Ian thought about holding Dumbledore’s lap, including overturning Tom’s lap. Without this favor, there would be no magic stone and no precious phoenix blood… He would not have been able to easily complete three bloodline transformations.
If he had followed the plot step by step, Weiwei would now be an ordinary third-year Hogwarts student. With such strength… the thought of this made him shudder.
“Hurry up and hit me. I’ll be able to show off my muscles.” Ian said calmly, looking down at the wand in his hand.
He still knows how to use a weapon to avoid being used by rats. He now urgently wants to show off his strength under their gaze and show off heartily.
Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is simply a mental illness. In this situation, only by showing your strength can you increase your own weight.
Only when both parties are concerned can more time be left for him. Whether it is the growth of strength or the fatal danger of his own time traveling… it takes too much time.
ps: The last few chapters have been a bit brain-burning. When these few days pass, Xiaodi will try to break out.
After all, after buying a new keyboard, I can finally stop using this 10-year-old dilapidated notebook with a high collar, and my coding efficiency will also improve.