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Chapter 271: The Machine Girl Won’t Get Pregnant

"What's the point of praying to the Lord of Ashes for power?" Sleipnir asked subconsciously, and then he saw the air suddenly blur, and then he saw the projection of a girl with waist-length white hair and a white coat appear.

"Of course, it's to survive in the Ash World." The girl in the white coat tilted her head and looked at Akhtar with a smile.
"Understanding the Lord of Ashes and changing one's own life form to survive the burning of the Ash Flame is the truth of praying to the Lord of Ashes for power."

Sleipnir was stunned for a moment, then shook her head gently. She had been Akhtar's partner, so she knew something about the Lord of Ashes' characteristics. Except for the Lord of Ashes itself, everything would be burned to ashes.

"Lady Alchemist Witch, why are you here?" The man next to her stood up excitedly and bowed to the Alchemist Witch. His attitude was like a believer seeing a god.

The Alchemist Witch smiled when she heard this, then pointed at Akhtar and said, "Phil, bring this gentleman to see me, but don't inquire about his identity."

"Yes." Phil responded respectfully without asking why. Since the Alchemist said so, there must be a reason. After accepting the body transformation and the Alchemist's ideas, he firmly believed that only the Alchemist's Ark Plan could save everyone.

"See you later." The Alchemist Witch waved her hand, and the projection disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared. In the Iris Kingdom, it was basically the Alchemist Witch's alchemy workshop, and she could obtain all the information she needed.

"You two, please follow me." Phil stood up from the table and left with Akhtar and Sleipnir.

On the way, he explained the whole picture of praying to the Lord of Ashes. In order to successfully survive Ragnarok, many people in this world have an almost obsessive research on the power of the Lord of Ashes, but some people have also fallen into the Twilight believers in the process, believing that the world should be completely burned to ashes.

However, since it is a simulated world, people cannot be sure whether their research methods can be applied to reality.

……

after a while.

In the Volcano Alchemy Workshop.

Phil stood in front of the heavy metal door. He took off his bowler hat with one hand and bowed gracefully. "You two, I can only accompany you here."

"Thank you for your hard work." Ximu nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the metal gate with the little mare.

Seeing this, Phil put on his hat again and looked in the direction where the two men left. He vaguely guessed their identities. In this simulated world, all the information about Akhtar was chewed over and over again.

Although there are many distortions in the chewing intelligence itself, some information can be confirmed to be true, such as the Lord of Ashes' mount is an eight-legged horse, and in human form he is a beautiful girl with long milky white hair.

But this is just speculation, that man could be someone else, and according to the intelligence, the Lord of Ashes cannot descend into the current era.

at the same time.

In the alchemy workshop.

The Alchemist put down the report in her hand, then turned to look at the two people approaching. She just glanced at Sleipnir briefly, and then set her eyes on Akhtar: "The situation is a bit bad."

"Why do you say that?" Ximu came to the side of the Alchemy Witch and his eyes fell on the report on the table, which recorded the training data of Leticia. It can be judged that Leticia has made very good progress in this year.

"She could have made faster progress." The Alchemy Witch placed her hand on Akhtar's shoulder and smiled softly into his ear, "but because of you, her progress has slowed down."

Ximu showed a surprised expression.

"She's here." The Alchemist Witch took a step back, and a metal door not far away slowly opened, and Leticia walked out. She was wearing white close-fitting armor - no, a more accurate description should be a tights, and her beautiful figure was perfectly outlined by the white tights, and there was a sword of light hanging on her waist.

The most eye-catching thing is her waist-length golden hair, swaying with her steps.

"How do you feel?" Leticia came close to Akhtar and fiddled with her long hair. "I remember you said you liked long hair better."

"You still remember." Ximu smiled, stroked Leticia's delicate cheek, and his fingertips passed through her golden hair.

Sleipnir, who was not far away, pursed his lips and turned his head slightly. She had expected Akhtar and Leticia to be close, but she still felt uncomfortable when she saw it. She regretted accompanying the monster witch even more. Otherwise, Leticia should be the one who is uncomfortable now.

"Although I prefer blonde hair, I also like your short hair." Ximu pulled his hand back, only to see Leticia tilt her head and say as if jokingly:
"The Alchemist Witch said that long hair is a hindrance in combat and has been suggesting that I cut it. Since you like it regardless of length, I will..." Before he could finish his words, Akhtar shook his head and chuckled.
"I haven't seen enough of you with long hair."

"Then keep your hair long for now?" Leticia smiled sweetly and played with her golden hair. She spent so much time growing her hair long just for this moment when Akhtar would not let her go.

"The Witch of Death also has long hair. Isn't she also very powerful?" Ximu said so, his eyes still on the Alchemy Witch. "And the Alchemy Witch also retains the appearance of long hair, doesn't she?"

"When you reach the level of the Witch of Death, you don't need to care about your hairstyle." The Alchemy Witch explained, "As for me, a witch who practices alchemy, of course I don't need to care about my hairstyle. As long as I like it, it's fine."

She placed her hands on Leticia's shoulders.

"But if she keeps her hair long, it will really affect her progress."

This is a lie.

In fact, Leticia's progress has not slowed down. She just said it casually.

Anyway, Leticia herself didn't quite understand the data, so as long as she said that growing long hair would slow down Leticia's progress, it would effectively stimulate Leticia to exercise and improve. She didn't mind telling a few lies.

"I feel like I've completely adapted to the long-haired fighting style." Leticia whispered, "Even if there is an impact, it can be ignored."

"But it does have an impact, doesn't it?" The Alchemy Witch shook her head slightly, and then changed the subject, "Lord Lord of Ashes, don't you plan to bless your lover?"

She spoke her true thoughts.

"In this simulated world, witches and demons bless mortals very frequently, even to the point of a growth path. I guess there's nothing wrong with the Lord of Ashes blessing his lover?"

Ximu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I will bless her tonight."

"Not now?" The Alchemist Witch was a little disappointed, and Akhtar glanced at her subtly:
"Of course it's better to discuss this kind of thing in private. It's not appropriate to have outsiders present."

The Alchemy Witch's cheeks puffed up, and she pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "I have been doing my best to nurture Leticia's growth. The alchemical materials I invested in her are enough to buy several countries. There is no better teacher than me in this world." "Can't you create the alchemical materials directly?" Ximu showed a puzzled expression, but the Alchemy Witch put her hands on her hips when she heard it:
“But the value of creating things is anchored.”

"Since you have been so dedicated," Ximu raised his lips, "Come to my room tonight and I will give you a blessing."

The Alchemist Witch fell silent.

She went to Akhtar's room tonight, and it felt... a little dangerous. Although it was probably an overreaction, because Akhtar would focus all his energy on the long-haired version of Leticia tonight, and it was impossible for him to invest unnecessary energy in her.

"Blessings are meaningless to me." The Alchemy Witch turned around and said, "I will let my daughter go to your room tonight to receive the blessing."

Since she herself cannot go, she can let her daughter who has a better relationship with Akhtar go, at least they can get to know each other before time goes back. And her daughter is so cute, Akhtar probably won't be willing to bully her.

"Are you scared?" Ximu asked suddenly.

The Alchemist turned around and met Akhtar's gaze, then said confidently, "Yes, I was a coward."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Leticia smiled softly and raised her hand to cover her forehead. She had almost gotten used to the Alchemy Witch's eccentric behavior. Her thinking angle was sometimes very strange. She often encouraged her to have a child with the Lord of Ashes for research. However, she had never forced her.

In fact, the Alchemist Witch rarely forces people. As long as you can resist the Alchemist Witch's verbal temptation, the Alchemist Witch will turn her attention in other directions.

In the words of the Alchemist Witch, attention is a very precious resource. If you cannot please yourself and waste it on meaningless things, then you are too stupid and you are not a qualified alchemist.

This is why many people think that the Alchemist Witch is very cold. For things that she is not interested in, the Alchemist Witch is not even interested in a conversation, unless you can attract the Alchemist Witch's attention.

"That's fine. Let your daughter come to my room at night." Ximu nodded reluctantly, "I'll fill her with blessings."

"I refuse!" A cold female voice suddenly came, and a white-haired girl walked in with an expressionless face.

She glared at the Alchemist Witch, then set her sights on Akhtar.

"Please don't be interested in the alchemical puppet. I don't have that function."

"No, it's a one-to-one copy of me." The Alchemy Witch showed a puzzled expression. The white-haired girl she created was a copy of herself, with all the functions. The saying that a clever girl can't get pregnant doesn't apply to the white-haired girl.

In response, the white-haired girl glanced coldly at her creator, and then lied as if nothing had happened: "I have modified myself and I don't have that function."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her creator approaching her, touching her all over and checking whether her body had been modified.

"Don't get so close to me." The white-haired girl pushed the Alchemy Witch away disdainfully, trying to stop her from touching her body. She said to Akhtar calmly, "I have prepared the corresponding accommodation rooms for you. Do you need me to take you there now?"

"There's no rush for that." Ximu smiled and shook his head, watching with interest the scene where the alchemy witch stretched out her hand to check the white-haired girl's body.

Subsequently.

"Bang." The white-haired girl pulled her hand back as if nothing had happened, while the alchemy witch covered her forehead with both hands, revealing a pitiful expression.

"Please follow me." The white-haired girl sighed tiredly.

She was originally extremely happy about the resurrection of the Alchemist Witch, but when she actually got along with the Alchemist Witch, she discovered that the legendary Alchemist Witch was a very troublesome woman. Not only was she willful, but she also often had troublesome ideas.

"What an interesting reaction." The Alchemy Witch smiled and looked at the people leaving.

She was very interested in the fact that her copy could show emotions, whether it was anger or love, it was like she could see another side of herself in her copy, like a normal person.

If it were her, she would not be so embarrassed as to hit someone on the head with her fist just because someone touched her body inappropriately. It is more likely that she would make the person who touched her into a specimen.

……

at the same time.

on the other side.

"I'm sorry for making you laugh." The white-haired girl apologized to Akhtar while tidying up her messy clothes and hair:

"My mother is usually a very...serious person." When she said this, her voice gradually became softer, and it was obvious that she felt guilty.

"At least she's not a bad person." Leticia also defended herself, but her voice gradually became quieter, and it was obvious that she didn't have much confidence. She was also very familiar with what the Alchemy Witch did.

"As long as she is willing to find a way to transcend Ragnarok, she is a good girl." Ximu did not have any ill feelings towards the Alchemy Witch. At his current level, there was basically nothing that could make him feel disgusted.

"In the simulated world, we can only study theoretical knowledge." The white-haired girl explained in a cold voice, "After all, this is not the real world. We cannot study substances that do not exist in reality. We can only conduct research based on existing information."

At this point, she said to Akhtar curiously:
"And according to our research, this simulated world has deviations. Life in the simulated world will have...dreams. They often dream about themselves in another world and experience a future that is completely different from their own."

Ximu pinched his chin and analyzed: "It seems that the Omniscient Saint has concealed some very important information."

"You don't know the truth either?" The white-haired girl showed a trace of doubt, but did not investigate further. She came to a room with 02 written on it and walked towards the closed door without hesitation. The door opened automatically before she was about to collide with it.

"This room can accommodate more than five people. You can ask the alchemist maids at any time if you have any needs. They will satisfy all your needs." She walked into the spacious living room and pointed at the alchemist maids in silver shells serving around the living room.

Then he added another sentence.

"Of course, if there's something they can't handle, they can call me."

(End of this chapter)