There was a faint scent of lavender floating in the room, the laboratory door was covered with a soft halo, and the moonstone ceiling lights on the ceiling emitted a soft halo.

The scholar of Jekis heard me about buying a large piece of land on the plane of Jero, and also talked about the quiet shallow lake in the Black Forest. The scenery was pleasant, which aroused his interest in the plane of Jero. He told me that he wanted to go to the plane of Jero in his spare time.

I told the scholars of Yekis that after the dark forces of the Abyss retreated this time, if they want to open a mine on the plane of Jero, they also need to build a town there, and build it on the original site of Trum, and perhaps some civilians who are willing to settle in the plane of Jero. Whether it is to open a mine or build a town, the population is the biggest premise. I believe that as long as they are willing to provide travel allowances to those poor homeless people, and allow them to exempt land taxes and cultivate the land around the town for free in the next three years, there will definitely be people coming.

The water in the teapot was burned away by the flames spewed out of the magic scroll, and white water vapor spewed out of the spout, making a long "beep" sound like a steam locomotive.

Yekis smiled and said to me, "It seems that you must prepare a lot of money in the future. You need to invest a lot of money in advance when mining and building a small town."

I said to the scholar Yekis, "You know, this is not difficult for me, it's nothing more than drawing a few more magic scrolls, but what are your plans lately?"

The scholar Yekis raised his eyebrows, pinched out the magic scroll of fire gathering under the tea stove with an iron clip, then rolled it back into a scroll, put it on the horse's grass ring beside him, then lowered his head and thought for a while, then said with emotion: "Am I? I'm not the same as before, I've designed some magic patterned drawings in the research institute all day long. This should be the life I want most!"

It can be seen that recently, the scholar Yekis was proud of love and the casino. His eyes naturally showed a happy look, which made me realize the faint lavender smell in this laboratory. Perhaps it came to the hostess of this laboratory. My eyes spread around and I became more sure of my guess because the laboratory was obviously much cleaner.

The words of the scholar Yekis interrupted my random thoughts: "When I was at the El City War Academy, my biggest dream was to one day put what I learned into practice and draw the magic pattern composition drawings with my own hands."

He talked very enthusiastically.

"You know, Jijia, my hand can't hold the engraving pen. Every time I hold the pen, I keep shaking and can't control it." As he said, the scholar Yekis raised his hand and gave me a simple demonstration. He looked a little funny. We both looked at each other and laughed, and the laboratory was filled with cheerful laughter.

I guess Yekis must have untied his unknown knot now, so he was so calm about revealing the past he least wanted to mention and the hand he could not hold the pen in front of me.

Yekis took a sip of hot tea, and then a look of remembrance appeared in his eyes. His eyes drifted to the stained glass window beside him. His thoughts might have been wandering outside the house, and perhaps they have crossed time and space. This is the rhythm of his speech becoming a little slow.

I heard him say, "I remember when I was studying, an inscription teacher told me that I was destined to be unable to design a magic pattern structure in my life. At that time, I had just graduated from Magic Academy. I had a... Oh, yes, I was completely lost. I felt that the gods opened a door for me and closed a door. It was the gate of my dreams, making me feel that the sky of this world is gray. Haha, it was gray, just like the sky of the Jero plane you mentioned, so when I heard your description, I really wanted to travel to that plane."

Then, I saw him spread his hands with some melancholy and said to me: "But this plan may have to be postponed indefinitely, at least until I realize my dream. Jijia, you will help me, right?"

I immediately replied without hesitation: "Of course, this is my most rare learning opportunity, and it is a rare opportunity that every magician who wants to become an inscription master dreams of. For us, learning how to design the best magic pattern construction drawings is far more important than skilled in drawing magic scrolls."

Yekis nodded with gratitude, patted my shoulder with his slightly thin arm, and said, "I have never given up on studying magic pattern arrays. Even though I know I can't hold a pen, I have been learning a lot of knowledge about magic pattern construction. When I was young, I traveled around the Roland Continent. Whenever I went to a place, I would go to find a library there, apply for a librarian or a handyman, so that I could have the opportunity to read a group of books after work. I also went to some junior magic academies as teachers. Unfortunately, I have never been to many advanced magic academies on the Roland Continent. My identity is not enough to teach advanced magic courses."

He smiled again: "When I was young, I had a dream, which was to design a successful magic pattern construction."

I said, "You have succeeded, haven't you?"

He shook his head: "No, of course not. I know you are talking about the set we made before, but it is too special. If it weren't for that person... the need is a bit unique, no one would wear that magic pattern design."

He described his thoughts to me: "My dream is to design a normal primary magic pattern construction, just like the 'Light Wind' set on the thorn-tailed crystal lion leather armor, the 'Gove Eye Eye' set on the wind snake skin armor, and the 'Giant Bear Power' set on the double-headed flame snake lion leather armor. I want to design a magic pattern construction set with classic attributes, so that every inscriptionist must print my exclusive mark when drawing the magic pattern construction I designed."

When he said this, an extremely hot light shone in his eyes.

It turns out that the dream of Yekis scholars is like this. No wonder he locked himself in the laboratory and kept drawing the primary magic pattern composition drawings. It turned out that he wanted to design a primary magic pattern composition that surpassed those classics.

When I walked out of the Yekis Scholars' laboratory, I couldn't help but think: If it weren't for the Yekis' hands and his own magical cultivation that restricted him, he might have been able to go further on the path of inscription masters, and perhaps he would have become a master-level figure in the field of inscriptions.

...

When I walked into the laboratory of Sindeki University scholars, as a famous scholar in bioengineering at the Imperial Capital Magic Research Institute, Sindeki didn’t have time to pay attention to a small fish like me. He casually sent a magic assistant around him and took me to see Deborah.

It was a very strange feeling. Standing beside her, I seemed to feel the harp in the nutritional trunk a little irritable and uneasy.

A trace of terrifying darkness permeated the warehouse next to the laboratory, making the huge warehouse look a little cold. There was only such a glass body in this warehouse. The assistant responsible for cleaning the magic lab for Sindki University Master stood far away. He was so timid that he didn't dare to lean over.

Deborah originally had a violent beast aura in her body. Now that she has merged with such a body, she is stained with a rich dark aura. Although she is trapped in this glassware to heal her wounds, the dangerous aura emitted is no less than a second-level monster. The magic assistant was oppressed by this powerful aura and did not even dare to approach.

Standing next to the glassware, I saw the harem who was unconscious in the nutrient solution. The stitched wounds on her body have now completely healed. I seemed to be able to hear her heart beating vigorously, pressing purple blood into the blood vessels throughout the body, and then pumping it into the ventricle.

Every time the heart beats, it is like a tribal orcs beating the war drums. The constant rhythmic drum beats show that she has extremely powerful vitality.

Roughly speaking, Deborah has been recuperating in this glass container for more than two months.

The Master of Sindeki told me that the bones pieced together in Deborah's body in the nutritional trough have been completely integrated, and the days that follow will be the fusion of various primitive forces lurking in her body.

These forces can be regarded as a great collision between her own bloodline power and the original power brought by this body. Generally speaking, after the two forces collided, the strong side swallowed the weak side and formed a new bloodline power. Even if this bloodline power cannot reach the level of one plus one equal to two, it will never fade too much.

Every month I have to pay a large amount of nutrient solution to the Sinderki University student, and I also need to come here regularly to deliver fresh blood to the nutrient grass to maintain the magic contract between me and Deborah. This situation needs to be maintained until she breaks out of the nutritional trough.

Blood kept dripping into the nutrient solution in the glass container along my arms. A light blue ice flame floated on the nutrient solution. A layer of floating ice slowly condensed on the surface of the light green transparent nutrient solution. I reached out to break through the layer of floating ice in the nutrient solution so that the blood could smoothly merge with the nutrient solution.

Seeing that the blood melted into the nutrient trough was almost discolored, I took back my arm, and in the surprised gaze of the assistant, the wound on the wrist healed automatically. The flesh and blood around the wound cut by the dagger seemed to have a strange life, constantly squirming, merged together, and then the wound disappeared.

Putting down her cuffs, looking back at Deborah in the nutritional trough, always feeling that although she was sleeping, she seemed to know: I'm here.

Two extreme colors of black and white, wings wrapped around her body. She was soaked in nutrient solution and curled up together, like a baby, whose long silver hair had been stained with green.

Just as I turned around and wanted to leave, I clearly felt her eyelids tremble slightly, as if she was about to struggle to wake up, but she was bound by some kind of force and could not break free from it. She seemed to have a dependence on me and didn't want me to leave.

The magic assistant at the door of the warehouse stood there pitifully, looking at me with anticipation, and that little resentful look almost begging me.

I didn't care whether Debra could see it or not, and waved to her in the vessel. Regardless of whether she could hear it, I said softly: "Let's see you in a few days."

Turning around and leaving the laboratory warehouse where only one glassware is placed.

...

The door to the Magic Potion Department warehouse is open, and the warehouse is empty.

Qige was wearing a simple black magic robe, rolled up her sleeves and exposed a piece of white jade-like arms. She stood beside the shelves and looked upwards. The rows of shelves had become empty. She frowned, her curved eyebrows were raised high, and three vertical lines were engraved on her smooth forehead.

I didn't expect that now it has reached this point, even in the internal herb warehouse of the Magical Pharmacy Research Department of the Imperial Capital Magic Research Institute, the magical herbs in it were announced to be sold out.

The imperial capital, the most prosperous place in the Green Empire, all resources need external supply. However, now the great dukes in various provinces of the empire are trapped in plane wars. At this time, other materials are easy to say, but the only magic herbs have completely cut off the supply.

In the original words of Duke Ryan, it is: even his plane cannot be saved, and even the wounded soldiers under his command cannot drink healing potions. With only this little herb, I will give a hammer to the imperial capital!

Yes, this is a true portrayal of the mood of the dukes in various provinces. They hope that at the most critical moment of this kind of war, Emperor Charles, the most powerful person in the Green Empire, could send his elite army to help them drive away those plane invaders. Unfortunately, even though Emperor Charles had a group of elite knights, there were too many wars in each plane. In the royal family, the princes who could lead the battle had already entered the battlefield, but it still seemed to be of no use.

It was at this time that the supply of materials for the Green Imperial Capital in various places has shrunk a lot. The worst thing is that the imperial capital also lacks healing magic herbs. In fact, it is not only healing magic herbs, but other herbs are also scarce.

"Jijia, I want all the magic herbs you stocked up there, hurry up and help me transport them to the imperial capital!" Qige didn't look back, but just said this to me lightly.

Without asking the reason, and without hesitation, I said decisively: "Okay!"

Qige finally turned around, looking at her eyes full of anger, as if on the verge of violence. She tried her best to control her anger and walked a few steps towards the warehouse door. She still couldn't help but kicked the annoying magic box beside her. The box made up of metal rune boards slid more than ten meters away on the ground, hitting the table leg, making a muffled sound.

He walked out of the magic herb warehouse with an angry face. Takama and I looked at each other and hurriedly followed.
Chapter completed!