Artificer Adventure Guide

"What are you going to do with the meat of these petrified monsters?"

In the voodoo workshop, Nia finished making all the potions and asked Karl what to do with the pieces of meat.

After losing the ingredient that can lift petrification, the muscles of petrified lizards and petrified bulls will become extremely tough.

Unless you are a giant, you won't be able to chew the words.

"Haha, leave it to the ooze monster. I'll change it to a bigger bottle. You can leave it to him to deal with any kitchen waste in the future."

Pointing to a "big vat" in the back room, Karl took the initiative to take part of the petrified bull's meat and threw it into the vat.

The Kelkin mud monster squirmed slightly, and then wrapped the piece of meat in its body.

"Aren't you afraid that it will eat too much and spread?"

Frowning and driving the ooze monster to eat, Nia was quite worried about this.

"It's okay. In the next two days, Ying and I will use psychic energy to practice with it. Even if we can't use psychic bombing to bring it down, we can manually cut it off."

Hearing that Karl had already thought of a solution, Nia nodded and stopped paying attention to these things. Instead, she helped Karl throw the remaining pieces of meat into the vat.

Two days have passed, and the city's counterattack against the petrified monsters has begun to bear fruit.

Mages from the two major schools of energy shaping and protection went out together and almost changed the landscape outside the city.

I heard that if the teacher hadn't stopped them, the guys from the Five Fireball Gods would have wanted to blow up a mountain to block the path of the petrified monsters.

But because the mountain already belonged to the border between Andale and Breland, the matter never materialized.

"Squeak"

The door of the shop was pushed open from the outside, and the three people who were dusty walked into the shop.

"Store manager, long time no see. Sorry, I was trapped outside by a petrified monster before. I just came back today."

Smiling sheepishly at Karl, the halfling assassin pulled the warforged forward.

They had previously agreed to help Carl debug the prosthetic body, but the next day they encountered a flood of petrified monsters.

"Oh! By the way, there's still something like this. Okay, come over here and I'll help you transform it."

To be honest, Karl has indeed forgotten about this matter. There have been too many things recently, and his main energy recently has been spent on studying the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid and the Kelkin Mud Monster.

After thanking Karl gratefully, the war figurine lay on the transformation table and allowed Karl to replace his two arms.

Because it was already done in advance, the whole process didn't take too long.

"Okay! Let's go to the Adventurer's Guild to test its power."

The prosthesis used in the experiment did not use any expensive materials, just ordinary stainless steel.

The only important cost is Carl's mechanical design and manufacturing technology.

So Karl is not afraid of these people running away.

The trio left with a lot of thanks, but Nia called Karl over to deal with the ooze monster.

It turns out that because there are too many pieces of meat, this guy has now expanded to the edge of the vat and is about to overflow.

"Even though this thing is slimy, it actually feels pretty good. You see, as long as it is like this, it will be cut."

After showing Nia the art of cutting up the ooze monster, Karl put the divided parts into a box and then carried it towards the waste pool.

The alchemy process will naturally produce a lot of waste liquid, but because some waste liquids cannot be discharged randomly, a waste liquid pool is specially installed in the workshop for preliminary treatment of waste alchemy solutions.

But when Karl poured out the contents of the box, the expected "crash" sound did not sound. Instead, there was a muffled "plop" sound in the waste pool.

A piece of something resembling lard fell into the waste pool.

Judging from its boxy appearance, it was obviously what was originally in the box.

Some light yellow pus is oozing out from this piece of "pork suet".

Karl recognized what it was. It was the pus that the ooze monster's clone split into after it was too far away from the main body.

But what exactly is "pork suet"?

"Nia! Come here!"

After taking the things out of the waste pool, Karl planned to ask the knowledgeable classmate Nia.

Following the sound and coming out of the back room, Nia looked at Karl's appearance at this time and tilted her head in confusion.

"Do you know what this thing is?"

Raising the things in his hands, Karl motioned for Nia to come over and take a look.

Although this "pork suet" feels similar to the slime monster, it is obviously "drier" in the hand.

At least it won't be like soft clay that can be easily kneaded into shape.

Like...

"Like flesh and blood."

After carefully examining the "characteristics" of this thing, Nia made an evaluation.

After the other party said this, Karl's eyes suddenly looked at the object in his hand with an inexplicable meaning.

After squeezing the thing, Karl put it on the table beside him with a frown.

He suddenly couldn't bear to look at this new thing.

"I need to use a microscope to observe the more specific parts. According to the current preliminary speculation, this thing is probably a substance derived from indigestion after the Kelkin Mud Monster devoured the flesh of the petrified monster."

Not noticing Karl's abnormality, Nia was still happy because she discovered new material.

Materials science is different from other subjects. It is a major that tests your luck.

No one knows how strange the accident will lead to the birth of a groundbreaking new material.

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"How do you feel?"

In the laboratory of the Tower of Wonders, Mooreband looked at Mitress and asked about her condition.

At this time, Mitress had completely turned into a war forged.

The tin man-like appearance made it impossible to tell her gender, but the difference in the skeleton still left some traces of the old days.

"Only part of the body can feel the touch, but it's just the touch. It's okay to fight, but it's a bit dull."

Because of Carl's suggestion, there is a certain delay when Mitress uses her brain to control her body.

This means that her reaction cannot be too fast.

"Improve step by step. Next, you can move around inside the Tower of Wonders, but No. 1 will watch you. Don't do stupid things."

After warning Mitress, Mooreband left the laboratory.

After staring at No. 1 in dog form for a long time, the man and the dog walked out of the laboratory together.

Because of the relationship between the brain and the internal organs, Mitress still needs to eat.

Under the guidance of No. 1, she went to the cafeteria to pack a meal, and then prepared to return to the laboratory.

Although she had expectations for the campus life in Akanix, Mitris was actually a little proud in her bones. Since she didn't get in by exam, she didn't want to enjoy the campus life here.

However, when she came out of the cafeteria, she encountered an interesting thing.

It was afternoon, and all the classrooms had been dismissed. Some newly enrolled students gathered on the first floor of the cafeteria of the Tower of Wonders. The atmosphere was quite solemn.

Some people carried flags. Judging from what was written on the cloth, these people should be members of the newly established club.

"Humph! The dull guy of Cannas! So what if I just cut in line?"

"Hehe! You are so arrogant!"

"Arrogant? It's not illegal to be arrogant, you can be arrogant too!"

As he said that, the student who cut in line slapped the table.

The club members behind him stepped forward one after another, as if trying to support their "brothers" in this way.

A third-year student passed by and saw the two groups acting like this. He curled his lips and said to himself.

"There are still too few homeworks."

Then he left.

Mithris agreed with what this person said. When she was her age, she was still struggling to survive in the base of the Sons of Winter. How could these little brats still form gangs so childishly?

But before she left, the conflict in front of her quickly intensified.

A group of children who only mastered a few tricks were not ordinary.

For a while, the hall on the first floor of the cafeteria was full of traces left by flaming arrows and freezing rays.

Many second-year students seemed to miss this, but they looked at some of the first-year students with a different look.

"It takes so long to perform a trick. I guess you will be a magician in the future."

"At this level, you are still learning to form gangs. Don't you think about your own weight?"

The slight discussion did not last long, because the grade teacher soon came running.

The students who destroyed public property were caught and made to stand in the corner.

The cafeteria was quiet again.

"What do those people mean?"

Looking at No. 1 beside her, Mitris asked curiously.

She didn't know much about the internal affairs of Akanix.

"The first half of the first grade is mainly general education, but if you can't become a formal mage or a magician, the school will follow the school rules and send you to the Magician Academy after three repetitions, which is the artificial island below.

According to the proportion of previous years, at least 40% of the students who made trouble just now will leave the Mage Tower."

No. 1's words made Mitris look sideways.

It's not that she thinks the rules of Akanix are too strict, but too loose!

They actually have two chances to fail?

"How many times did Carl fail?"

Thinking of the only Akanix student she knew, Mitris continued to ask.

"Master Carl was successful that year. He was very realistic in his judgment of his own intelligence. The master was optimistic about him because of this and later became his instructor."

Just when No. 1 was chatting with Mitris, Carl appeared in the cafeteria.

He looked quite anxious, with sweat on his face.

"No. 1! Where is the master now?"

"The master should be working in the office now, may I ask..."

Before No. 1 finished asking, Carl had already run away.

"Master! Nia and I found a new material! Maybe it can be used as a war figurine and a prosthesis..."

Stepping into the office, Carl was talking happily, but suddenly found all kinds of people standing in the office.

This made him feel like he was dreaming back to the time before the Nine-fold Path Competition. It seemed that he was in a similar scene when he came in.

But that time, the universities sent them to ask for funding, but I don't know what they are doing now.