Wizard: I can refine everything

Entering the secret realm fragment, you will be greeted by a vital floral fragrance.

Richard looked around. The entire secret realm fragment was about 300 square meters in size and shaped like a hemisphere. The sky was almost a few hundred meters above the ground, and the ground was covered with tiny flowers. At the edge of the secret realm, a black barrier protects the fragments of the secret realm from being torn apart by the turbulent flow of space.

"The magic level is about twice as high as that of the Wizarding World, but far lower than the dean's secret space. The temperature is about 26 degrees, the humidity is almost 40%, and the air composition is not similar to that of the Wizarding World, and there are no harmful components. Except for Besides..." Richard assessed the secret realm fragments based on his feelings, and then focused on the extraordinarily large bud in the center of the flower bush.

He stepped forward and gently poked the bud.

The bud opened, and a white pom-pom with transparent wings flew out from the bud.

"This is...Flower Elf?"

Richard tried to use his mental power to communicate with the pom-pom, but what he got was a wave of fear.

"Don't eat me!" Pom Pom sent a mental wave towards Richard, "I'm very useful!"

Richard touched his chin. Did he look like some kind of demon?

But he doesn't know that this pom-pom sees the world not through sight, but through life perception.

In its perception, Richard, a wizard apprentice who performs bloodline alchemy, is no different from the Stitch Monster.

"Tell me your use." Richard communicated with his mental power.

"I can... I can do many things! I can make flowers grow better and bloom more vigorously. I can also... I can also..."

For a moment, Pom Pom didn't know how to convince the stitching monster in front of him.

It is just the lowest flower elf among the elves, and it can only ripen flowers to provide nectar to the noble elves.

But the monster in front of me looks like it eats meat!

Feeling the trembling of the pom-pom, Richard was a little confused.

Although he did have the idea of ​​dissecting the pom-pom, before that, he also had to conduct long-term behavioral observations and some non-life-threatening tests.

Who would take the only sample and dissect it in the first place?

"Jie Jie Jie, ripening flowers, what's the use of that! Besides flowers, what else can you ripen?"

Richard suddenly smiled strangely, pretending to be ferocious.

"Ripening other things? Yes! I can ripen many things. Except for the holy tree, I can ripen everything else!" Pom Pom panicked.

The monster in front of me is indeed not interested in nectar!

"Then prove it to me."

Richard took out an Egla grass seed from his pocket and put it on the ground. If this pom-pom could ripen, then he would be happy.

The pom-pom flew above the seed twice, and a subtle wave of magic power passed into Richard's perception.

"Huh? This little thing actually uses the same raw magic energy as the wizard." Richard was surprised.

According to wizards' records, when most creatures in the star world use magic energy, they change the nature of the magic energy based on blood or soul properties, and have various strange effects.

It is really rare that this little thing in front of you can use raw magic energy.

A flash of fire flashed in Richard's heart.

If he hadn't only had this one, he would have dissected it and made it into a specimen.

As the magic wave ended, Richard suddenly found a crack in the seeds on the ground, and a small green bud emerged from it.

"Look! I didn't lie to you!"

The fluffy ball's mental fluctuations were a little weak, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to ripen it.

"It does accelerate ripening, but this effect is not enough!"

Richard continued to laugh weirdly, so frightened that Pom Pom almost stopped his wings and fell to the ground.

"You, you, what else do you want!"

A hint of cunning flashed in Richard's eyes, and he immediately took out a slave contract from his pocket.

"Sign it and I won't eat you."

"...Really?" The pom-pom fell on the contract, "How do you sign this thing?"

"Just use your mental waves to leave a mark."

"...Okay! I signed it, but you have to keep your promise!"

Pom Pom used mental fluctuations to leave a mark on the contract, and Richard also signed his name on the contract.

In the blink of an eye, the parchment was burned to ashes, and an invisible force built a bridge between Richard and the pom-pom.

The contract is established!

"It will be easy once you sign the contract. From today on, you are my gardener, and your task is to ripen the seeds I planted."

Hearing what Richard said, Pom Pom felt at ease, his little life was saved. It doesn’t know what the gardener means, but the ripening seeds are ripe.

It has done this before.

"Okay, as long as you don't eat me!"

Richard nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! You are very energetic! Now I will give you a name, and you will be called Pom Pom from now on."

"Yes, I will call him Pom Pom from now on!" Pom Pom responded equally passionately.

The lowest flower elf has no name. Names are something only nobles have.

And Richard actually gave it a name!

The pom-pom's brain is obviously a little weak. It has forgotten what Richard threatened it just now, and now it actually starts to like Richard a little bit.

"Hey, pom-pom. I have a name!"

Richard planted a few Egla grass seeds collected in the secret realm on the ground. Although the pom-poms can ripen the Egla grass, it is not yet known whether it can grow in the environment of the secret realm fragments.

Then Richard asked the ball a lot of questions, including the name of its race, history, social structure, and how to reproduce. The ball's intelligence was not high, and its answers were often off-topic. It took Richard more than an hour to ask questions.

From the ball's mouth, Richard knew that it came from a group called the Holy Tree Elves. This race implemented a feudal system, and the ball was the lowest flower elf among the Holy Tree Elves. It was usually responsible for growing flowers and collecting nectar, which was roughly equivalent to an old farmer in human society.

The Holy Tree Elves reproduced asexually. During their life course, they would split into several seeds. When these seeds were planted in the soil, an elf flower would grow, and the Holy Tree Elves would stay in it.

And the amazing thing is that although the Holy Tree Elves were not intelligent, their memories could be inherited.

The seeds split from an elf would inherit all its memories. These memories would be sealed in the early stage, and after the Holy Tree Elves became adults, these memories would be unsealed and used by the Holy Tree Elves in the form of an information library.

If a Holy Tree Elves learned a certain skill, its offspring would also have this skill.

This function makes the society of the holy tree elves very rigid. Low-level elves are forbidden to contact the "magic" of other elves with different divisions of labor, and any elves who use magic that does not match their status will be sentenced to death.

Nobles are always nobles, and old farmers are always old farmers.

After asking for knowledge, Richard left the fragment of the secret realm.

The number of holy tree elves is too small, and it can't play a big role now.

But the future is promising.

It is not unpaid for wizards to fight for the great wizards. As long as the merits are high, it is easy to get a piece of land from the other world.

And since this holy tree elf can ripen plants, he may be able to establish a stable income from magic stones by planting medicinal herbs in the future.

The life span of wizards is very long, and the long-term benefits are far greater than the short-term benefits.

Thanks to the monthly tickets of three book friends, Tong Shao III, Black Legend, and Li Yunlong