Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 642: Is this the only alchemy in the world?
Lingge observed the whole process of Lorena's alchemy. To be honest, although the girl enthusiastically explained to him the significance of each step and link, he still could not understand the rules of this magical material transformation magic. Perhaps it can be considered that there is no rule at all. The contents explained by Lorena are just her personal experience summed up in the long process of practice.

Otherwise, you can't explain why she added such completely unrelated materials as thirteen-leaf mandrake or northern ice crystals with snowflake cracks into the alchemical cauldron, while they are already relatively normal types. Even more bizarre are the third wisteria leaf that fell from a branch, the autumn pansy that grew in the crevice of a rock where three rock lizards lived together, the apple core that had been buried in the soil for three months without sprouting... and other messy things.

To be honest, Lingge felt that it was not easy to just collect them all, but Rorona wanted to use them to refine alchemical props with magical effects. It can only be said that alchemist is indeed a very magical profession, and can always create miracles in areas beyond people's common sense.

When he saw Rolena humming an unknown tune and happily throwing a piece of black soil into the boiling cauldron, the young man couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"

"Ah?" Rolena turned around and looked at Lingge in surprise, as if she was surprised that he couldn't tell what this thing was: "It's clay."

"I know it's clay, but... why add clay? What are your criteria for choosing materials?"

If alchemy is a discipline similar to chemistry, then the various materials selected by Rorona must have similarities in properties and functions to form the basis of material reactions. However, Shulinger is short-sighted and he can't see the similarities between these materials at all. They don't even have similarities, right?

"Standards? Actually, there are no standards. The only standard is probably...listening to the sound of the material, right?"

"Listen to the sound of the material?" Lingge frowned, not quite understanding what this meant.

"That's right. Everything in the world has its own voice. As long as you can listen to their voices, you can understand their thoughts. On this premise, respecting their choices can make them play the greatest role in the alchemy process." Rolena said as she picked up a piece of silver-white ore on the workbench and asked Lingge: "For example, this piece of Esera silver ore is a flexible, ductile and plastic metal with the property of guiding magic. Generally speaking, what kind of props do you think it is suitable for refining?"

A term immediately popped up in Ling'er's mind: "Magic device?"

"Yes, as far as I know, in the magic system created by the Steam Cult and jointly promoted by the Cult, in addition to Mithril and Orichalcum, the most important raw material is Aesera Silver Ore, which is usually used to make magic shells covering core metals or extended armor for mechanical soldiers, but this is not the case in alchemy." Rolena blinked at Lingge: "For example, this piece of Aesera Silver Ore tells me that it wants to be a tool that can help others rather than a weapon that takes lives."

Hearing this, Linger subconsciously glanced at the ore in her hand, but he only saw a cold silver stone. It was hard to believe that it had its own will and could even say such philosophical words. The young man couldn't help but wonder: "Is this true? Maybe it's just your... imagination?"

"If it is an isolated case, it may be my imagination, but I can hear the voices of all materials, and their guidance is also the opportunity for me to embark on the path of alchemy." Rolena smiled: "Respecting the choice of materials and shaping them into an ideal state is the responsibility of an alchemist. When you respond to their wishes, they will also respond to your expectations and create the best props for you; and when you ignore their wishes and want to forge a piece of Aesera silver ore that longs to be a tool into a weapon that takes lives, it will also use its own power to resist you, resulting in the final forged weapon of poor quality and blunt blades. This is because they have their own choices. All living things in the world cannot succumb to the will of others."

This is somewhat similar to the theory of animism, but the spirituality that animists believe in is not intelligence. They believe that all things in the world have spirituality, but if they want to derive intelligence from spirituality, they need to concentrate all the spirituality and give birth to a founding god, such as the spirit god of the spring - the Great Tifu or the spirit god of the mother earth - the Great Titan.

As for single, isolated inanimate individuals, they are not considered to have will. Therefore, spring water cannot determine the clarity or turbidity of a person's heart, and soil and stone cannot resist changes in the external world.

Lingge murmured, "It sounds incredible, but I don't think this is something that all alchemists can do. Perhaps, there is no other alchemist like you in the world." Alchemists in human history are the pioneers of chemists, a group of simple materialists who were eager to refine gold from brass or mercury; and alchemists in the history of mystery refer to mystical scholars who used extraordinary materials or biological components to refine potions. From this perspective, Saint Tomi, who created the potion system, can probably be regarded as the first alchemist in history.

As for Rorona's alchemy, it belongs to the category of girl's kingdom. It is different from any other alchemy in the world and naturally cannot be measured by normal people's standards.

The girl smiled and said, "Is this a compliment, Mr. Linger?"

"You could assume so."

"Then I will accept it without hesitation~"

Lorena raised her hand and sprinkled some unknown silver powder into the cauldron, and added two neutralizers, one yellow and one green. Then, the Gul spirits that had been seen before jumped out of the cauldron again, climbing up along the edge of the cauldron one by one, and finally turned into thin mist or frost and dissipated in the air.

Rorona said that these Gul spirits were born from the impurities extracted from alchemical materials. Ling Ge thought it was a bit absurd at first, but now he suddenly agreed with it. If it is true that everything in the world has its own will as the mirror elf girl said, then maybe the Gul spirits are the embodiment of their will? In the eyes of outsiders, the stubborn stones and plants that do not have thoughts can only be seen by the world through this method.

Alchemists are probably the only people in the world who can understand them.

The premise is an alchemist like Rorona.

He was daydreaming endlessly when the mirror elf girl sitting in the wheelchair suddenly stopped what she was doing, turned her head and said to him with a smile, "It's done, Mr. Ling."

As the words fell, a low, faint afterlight emanated from the alchemical cauldron, like the shadow of the moon flowing in a deep ditch or long alley. It was unremarkable, but gave people a feeling of peace and tranquility.

The young man subconsciously cast his eyes into the alchemy cauldron from which all the water had been drained, and immediately saw the tool he needed.

How should I put it, the appearance is unexpectedly plain.

It was a bronze ring.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)