Master, youre amazing! You took care of both of them all by yourself, Lauren ran over from the dark side as they t.
As soon as they t, Lauren imdiately showered him with flattery.
Lynn remained silent.
Thinking the master might be upset, Lauren hurriedly apologized. He had sneaked around from behind, circled a large distance, and was preparing to ambush from the rear when unexpectedly the enemies surrendered!
Too spineless!
Its okay, Lynn waved his hand.
It was just that the scene from earlier made him, the instigator, feel a bit heavy, but it would probably get better after a while.
Bending down, he picked up the gray soul bead from the ground.
From the stitched monsters final performance, it might have recovered so mories from its lifeti, perhaps even carried so lingering attachnt from its previous existence. However, it didnt matter anymoreeverything had dissipated into thin air.
The soul bead was a crystallization of mories recorded in a soul.
The collector could repeatedly read the mories inside, much like recalling mories. However, just like mories, the more frequent and extensive the recollection, the more incomplete the contents beca.
Walking to the table, Lynn found several pieces of drafting paper with various materials neatly categorized in glass or porcelain vials beside them.
After checking, he was pleased to see that the Blue Kingflowers he needed had been ground into powder. This wasnt much of an issue, it even saved a step in the process. He just hoped this guys craftsmanship wasnt too shoddy and that the grinding was fine enough.
After careful observation, Lynn was satisfiedthe grinding was very fine. The amount of Blue Kingflowers here was enough to make at least twenty vials of Mutation ntal Energy Recovery potions.
With this potion, he would have his mana potion in the future.
He took note that these experintal instrunts were well-preserved.
When Lynn was casting spells just now, he consciously avoided this area, and so did Roger.
The two wizard apprentices were surprisingly in sync when it ca to protecting the experintal instrunts. There was a set of specialized grinding tools on the table, and Lynn picked up a shiny white grinding rod made from who knows what kind of bone.
Lynn sat down, asking Lauren to keep an eye on their surroundings.
Placing the soul bead on his forehead, a tingling sensation emanated from the spot.
In his mind, images unfolded like scenes on a large movie screen, rendering everything before him vividly real.
Like fleeting shadows, mories flashed before Lynns eyes. Eventually, he finished reading all the mories. There werent many life recollections of Rogerperhaps he intended to bury these mories with him in the dust. Instead, various inheritances filled the pages.
Taking out a piece of paper, Lynn transcribed the contents of Rogers mories onto it.
Rogers inheritance was relatively intact and not overly complicated.
It was undoubtedly the inheritance of an undead wizard.
This undead wizard was a third-level wizard apprentice.
He had a total of 17 formulas, a wealth of knowledge about necromancy, information on creating undead creatures, and a total of eleven spells.
The plague he created originated from one of the formulasRotten Rat Plague Powder.
The rotting rats were mutated rats bred through a Gu1 cultivation thod, harboring contagious toxicity. Through the formulas modulation, they ultimately evolved into a plague capable of widespread dissemination.
From the scattered mories, Lynn also understood Rogers motive for creating the plague.
During his mothers journey to procure dicinal materials in a northern city, she caught the attention of a noble from the Marquis family, who coveted her wealth. Subsequently, a robbery ensued.
All their wealth was plundered, and his mother, in an attempt to protect their possessions, was killed by the assailant. He, too, sustained severe injuries. In a critical condition, he and his mothers lifeless body were thrown into a mass grave. Through unforeseen circumstances, he inherited the inheritance of the undead wizard, and in order to survive, he underwent the transformation into his current form.
For revenge, he unleashed the plague on the Marquis territory. However, after waiting for a long ti, there was still no news of the Marquis death.
Later investigations revealed that within these noble territories were beings with extraordinary powers. While the plague killed many of the Marquis subjects, it proved impossible to take down the Marquis himself.
So, he began creating undead creatures. However, these creatures were only effective against ordinary peoplebreaking into the Marquis territory to kill him was still an insurmountable challenge.
Eventually, another nobleman, who had a longstanding feud with the Marquis, found him through subtle clues and approached him for cooperation.
Much of the crucial information ca from the nobleman cooperating with him.
That fool, I always feel like hes being used, Lynn shook his head.
Roger was indeed an unfortunate guy solely focused on revenge. Over the years, he had dedicated himself to seeking vengeance, not even having the ti to create magic items according to the mories.
Most of his ti was spent learning knowledge and crafting plague potions and undead creatures.
As for spells, Roger had only learned threeDark Energy Ray, Light of Darkness, and Organ Preservation. ditating for three years, Rogers ntal strength could only sustain him to cast five spells in a short ti. Learning a single spell took almost a month, so after acquiring three spells, he decided not to learn more. After all, one Dark Energy Ray was sufficient to claim the life of an ordinary person.
Other than these mories, there wasnt much valuable loot.
Lynn observed and learned along the way, including the sight of the stitched monsters he encountered in the village during his initial migration south.
All of this indicated that the experintal results of Roger hadnt been used on enemies by the nobleman he cooperated with, but rather for so other purpose.
Even the so-called adversarial relationship between the Marquis and the nobleman who cooperated with him couldnt be confird.
Lynn cleared up the experint table placed in the central hall and transferred it to the Alchemy Laboratory. Then, in the dungeons, he placed Rogers undead materials into the Alchemy Laboratory.
However, there were so things Lynn found hard to accept.
For example, looking at the foul-slling pit before him, housing hundreds of filthy and damp giant rats. Each rat was larger than the average rat. Besides the living rats, the dead ones outnumbered them, with many revealing eerie white bones, and decaying maggots wriggling in their flesh.
Lynn averted his gaze.
If he were to place these things into the Alchemy Laboratory, the laboratory would probably beco unusable.
Using the little remaining ntal energy, Lynn cast two Minor Fireball spells into the pit, incinerating all the rats inside.
Roger had left fourteen tubes of Rotting Rat Plague PowderLynn didnt need those rats anyway.
Anyway, if there was a need for large-scale cultivation, the thods for cultivation were already stored in his mind.
After leaving the dungeon, Lynn returned ho.
First, he ditated to restore his ntal strength. Tonight, he had expended a considerable amount of ntal energy, but fortunately, through this period of ditation and daily practice, Lynns ntal strength had made significant progress.
After a night of ditation, Lynn was pleasantly surprised to find that his ntal strength seed to have beco more solid. Once his ntal strength was restored, Lynn lit an oil lamp and placed it on the table. He bowed his head to transcribe the contents of the soul bead.
For unclear content, he would read it again using the soul bead and continue transcribing. As the use of the soul bead was limited, Lynn took advantage of every opportunity to morize all the knowledge inside, starting with the most concise and essential formulas.
By the ti morning arrived, Lynn extinguished the oil lamp, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight in from outside.
Phew, Lynn shook his hand, feeling a bit sore.
But he had to quickly rember the contents, mainly the eleven spells that Roger rembered. Among these eleven spells, apart from one one-ring spell, the remaining ten were all zero-ring spells, and except for the Sleeping Curse, all were spells he hadnt collected before.
Faced with so many spells, even Lynn felt a bit overwheld. Learning all of them would take a considerable amount of ti, even for him.
As for the one-ring spell, it required more than 400 nodes.
Lynn only glanced at it, and his scalp tingled. The complex and challenging structure of the spell was far beyond the comparison of zero-ring spells.
TL/N: In ancient China, (yng g) refers to the practice of nurturing or breeding poisonous insects, particularly for the purpose of using them in various mystical or harmful ways. The term is often associated with a form of folk Taoist sorcery or occult practices. Practitioners believed in harnessing the power of venomous creatures, such as snakes, scorpions, or insects, and using them for both offensive and defensive purposes, such as creating poisons or curses. This concept is rooted in traditional Chinese folklore and mysticism and is not a scientifically validated or endorsed practice.
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