I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World

Chapter 38

After reading the paper, Lynn stuffed it back into the bottle, strolled to the seaside, fell into silence for a moment, and tossed the message bottle into the sea.

“Let it go where it belongs.”

In the night, the cold seawater splashed against the rocks, and the waves carried away the drifting bottle.

In the distance, the dock and the lighthouse were faintly visible.

Lynn blew the cold wind for a while, and Lauren stood silently beside him.

Lauren’s eyes were dim, and he suddenly missed his wife.

Being here for so long without finding his wife, he was worried that something unfortunate might have happened to her.

He was afraid that the news he received would only be bad.

Once, he was just a tired and hardworking baker. His wife had never lived a good life and was eventually forced to leave their hometown together.

He remembered that his wife was most afraid of the dark. Without him by her side, would she still think of him when she was scared at night?

After returning home, Lynn immediately entered the Alchemy Laboratory.

Lynn glanced at the young gray rabbit locked in the cage. The little rabbit was still huddled in the corner, facing away from him. However, Lynn could tell from the slight movements of its back that it was alive.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lynn began his meditation for the day.

After the meditation, although he didn’t manage to form a new earth ring, Lynn felt satisfied. At most, he could create another earth ring tomorrow.

“So, this is the meaning of alchemy.”

Without books to read, Lynn turned to alchemy books during his free time.

After all, no wizard could resist an entire bookshelf of books. If anyone could, then give them an unexplored library.

Lynn finished reading the alchemy book, unlocking the door to the world of alchemy.

Alchemy, essentially, was a discipline of material transformation.

Creating alchemy puppets, combining metal with flesh—these were just derivative knowledge of alchemy.

The core knowledge of alchemy lies in the transformation of substances.

In simple terms, it involves using alchemy to create more powerful substances, serving as the solid foundation for many wizarding disciplines—a true cornerstone!

Because many wizards’ ingenious ideas rely on alchemy for support.

Within the texts of alchemy books, Lynn encountered the arrogance of the alchemist wizard.

‘Always some foolish groundhog thinks that we alchemist wizards only know how to make puppets. For heaven’s sake, what era are these wizards living in? I seriously doubt if the wizard who says such things left his brain at home where his mother gave birth to him.’

‘Creating puppets is just a trivial extension of us noble alchemist wizards. Without us, other wizards might as well go knock bones in the primal forest!’

‘If there are any young wizards reading this, you must remember—don’t imitate those bloodline wizards who mess with corpses every day. Otherwise, you won’t know when you’ll sprout a dozen hands and hundreds of eyes. No witch will like such a strange fellow.’

Lynn couldn’t help but think of materials science. Alchemy and materials science were quite similar, but alchemy’s scope wasn’t limited to materials alone.

Hmm.

The wizard who wrote this book seemed to harbor strong animosity towards bloodline wizards.

If half of this book discussed alchemy, the other half was dedicated to criticizing bloodline wizards.

After reading all night, Lynn, feeling a bit weary, set aside the book. He opened the attribute panel, and not surprisingly, he noticed a new branch of alchemy under his life occupation, with precisely 1% progress.

Huh?

Lynn turned to look at the cage.

His peripheral vision caught something odd about the cage.

At a glance, the cage seemed to be overgrown with weeds.

Densely packed, it looked like a super-sized furball, filling the cage tightly.

Lynn walked over and gently grabbed a handful.

His hand immediately gained some fur.

Was this rabbit fur?

Lynn contemplated, and he opened the iron cage. The thick mass of fur inside the cage stirred, and Lynn squinted, extending his finger.

This seemingly inflated fluff was pierced through with a single poke.

The rabbit was entirely covered in fur, and Lynn couldn’t even reach the bottom with his entire finger.

Poked by Lynn, the timid creature hopped around, searching for a place to hide on the table.

“Is this… hypertrichosis?” Lynn couldn’t be sure.

But what was certain was that this gray rabbit had undergone some kind of mutation, resulting in excessive hair growth.

Hmm.

What could be the use of this mutated gene for rapid hair growth? Making hair growth agents?

It could be a good way to make money, especially for middle-aged men facing hair loss issues.

However, extracting the mutated gene was not an easy task, and the current laboratory conditions were not sufficient for Lynn to carry out experiments of this magnitude.

After teasing the little rabbit for a while, Lynn confirmed that the reagent he made was effective, putting him in a good mood.

After the incident with Dybala, Lynn obtained the peaceful life he desired, indulging in meditation and reading.

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“The recovery situation is not optimistic—his eyeball has been damaged. At most, we can reduce inflammation and prevent infection in the wound.” The doctor removed the bandage and replaced it with a new one for Dempsey.

“Uncle Dempsey.” The blonde young lady standing by the window was full of concern.

“Miss Andina, you don’t have to blame yourself. As a knight, I’ve long been prepared for sacrifice, especially since I’ve only lost one eye. I still have one eye to see things,” Dempsey said with vigor.

“Andina, your safety is the most important. Not just me, but also your father, grandmother, and the entire family have great expectations for you,” Dempsey said with deep sincerity.

Andina bit her lip, her gaze somewhat evasive.

She didn’t like the feeling of being expected by many people—it would put tremendous pressure on her.

Since she was detected to possess the qualifications of a wizard by the family’s magic crystal ball at the age of five, she became her father’s most cherished daughter. Even her brothers held lower status in the family than her.

Not long ago, when they arrived at Bangor Port, they followed the custom of visiting local noble families.

After learning about her identity, the local viscount in Bangor Port even hosted a grand banquet, inviting the mayor and high-ranking officials from the area.

As the banquet neared its end, a sudden thick fog enveloped the estate, and a ghostly figure burst through the window.

The figure was incredibly powerful, tearing off the viscount’s head right in front of her.

After killing the viscount, she became the second target of the attack. To protect herself, Uncle Dempsey fought fiercely against the monster. Although they managed to drive it away, he was injured, losing an eye in the process.

Despite the sincere attitude of the Bolent family, offering substantial compensation, she would rather use that money to ensure Uncle Dempsey’s health.

“Andina, the Bolent family’s people are here again. They invite us to search for our ancestors’ treasures,” Dolores walked in from outside, informing Andina.

“No need. I’m not interested in their treasure,” Andina responded coldly.

Dolores nodded, agreeing with Andina’s decision. She could tell that the Bolent family had ulterior motives. Even she realized that their invitation was just a ploy to make them act as bodyguards for safety. The humanoid monster that day could move in the water, making it impossible for them to catch up if it jumped in.

“Miss, there are quite a few people at the estate now. Our property in Bangor Port is not that large, and the lavender fields in the suburbs can’t accommodate too many employees. The steward complains that many of the sheltered refugees don’t work and eat too much,” Dolores explained.

“Then don’t take in any refugees for now,” Andina casually replied. She then turned to look at Dempsey, lying on the bed. “Uncle Dempsey, let’s go to the lavender estate in the suburbs tomorrow to relax. It might do you good.”

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