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Top of the Wizard

In a world where rules are controlled by wizards, In a world close to other planes, eyed by greedy eyes,In a dark, bloody world of survival of the fittest and constant change,An ordinary person from another world embarks on a powerful journey of even transcending the peak through genetic modification.

RobertSmith · Fantasia
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142 Chs

Activation Essence

The stereotypical chip voice disappeared.

Raymond twitched his nose and could still smell the fragrance in the air.

Terrified by his sudden move, Nemo hugged his sister Elly tightly, shrinking and moving his little butt on the table, wanting to get farther away from Raymond...

Raymond was stunned with anger beyond measure.

After a while, Raymond stood up in vain, clenching his fists and letting out a mournful roar.

"Too wasteful!" Pointing at Nemo's little head, Raymond shouted. Because when Raymond turned his gaze to the table, Nemo's leftover tears had already evaporated and were nowhere to be found.

Grieving and glaring at Nemo until Nemo turned pale with fright, Raymond lowered his voice and said word by word, "From now on, even if you cry, you must have my consent!"

Facing the raging Raymond, Nemo was stunned for a moment and wanted to speak, but Raymond shouted again. "Waste is shameful!"

Angry-eyed Raymond, stunned and shrinking Nemo, stared at each other like this.

After a while, Nemo's little mouth pouted, and the tears he had held back for a long time finally fell. "Mommy meow, the big bad guy is scaring the children..."

Reaching out, Raymond immediately threw Nemo into the empty glass and shouted, "Cry in there if you want to cry! If you dare waste again, I'll bite you!"

After finishing speaking, Raymond casually put the cup lid on the glass as well. Then he rushed out of the bedroom, holding a pile of utensils used to make alchemical potions and rushed back.

Suppressing his grief, Raymond waited until the whimpering sound in the glass disappeared before lifting the cup lid again.

With a crying face and hoarse voice, Nemo sat blankly at the bottom of the glass. After the cup lid was lifted, it stared at Raymond resentfully.

But after Raymond took Nemo out, he found that there was only the fragrance of activated essence in the glass, not a drop of its tears.

"I'm still a child. I need to eat good food!" Glared at Raymond fiercely, as if resigned, the Nemo held in his hand said, "If you want activated essence, give me those green vines to eat!"

Stunned by Nemo's grief-stricken and stubborn expression, Raymond, holding the container for the potion, was stunned.

After pondering for a moment, Raymond grabbed Nemo and Elly and threw them directly into the largest container he could find.

Then fluctuations in magic appeared in the room, and soon a large pile of green vines formed by magic appeared in the container.

"Here's the food," said Raymond, throwing several empty test tubes that had held potions next to Nemo. Pointing to these test tubes, Raymond asked, "How long will it take to fill all these test tubes?"

Nemo's eyes widened in terror, and his face turned pale. Reaching out his little hand to feel the test tubes thrown beside him by Raymond, Nemo gestured with his little hands and panted angrily.

Then he sat down next to the test tubes, pulled the green vines beside him and nibbled them angrily, shouting, "Mommy meow! For these delicious foods, even a child like me can work hard!"

Hearing Nemo's "crunch" nibbling sounds, the amused Raymond squinted his eyes and shook his head. After sealing the container containing Nemo, he carefully poked a few breathing holes in the container with his dagger.

Satisfied looking at Nemo gobbling up the vines inside, Raymond surveyed his bedroom and finally stuffed the container containing Nemo under his bed.

After moving the meditating grass outside the bedroom into the bedroom, Raymond sat cross-legged on the bed, handed over the monitoring authority of his "Wizard's Eye" magic to the chip, and let the chip monitor Nemo and the meditating grass 24 hours a day. Then Raymond suppressed his restless mood and entered meditation.

After spending a week like this in the room, Raymond adjusted his body to the best condition and calmed his restless mind. Then he reviewed the monitoring data of the chip.

The growth of the meditating grass showed no change, with an efficiency increase of nearly one-third, which was of little significance to the current Raymond, just better than nothing.

But the performance of the activated organism Nemo shocked Raymond.

Nemo, who gnawed on his magic vines every day, grew taller but gained a lot of weight. His originally shriveled belly became plump, and his slender hands and feet also became much thicker.

The only thing that dissatisfied Raymond was that the task he gave Nemo was not completed.

In a whole week, the activated essence Nemo spit out only covered the bottom of the test tube, about a dozen drops.

Without disturbing the sleeping Nemo, after Raymond took out the test tube, he smeared a little in his mouth and let the chip start checking.

Like honey, the main component of the activated essence was still pure energy, but compared to Nemo's tears, it had changed dramatically.

The thing actively spit out by the activated organism contained an activated essence concentration nearly ten times that of Nemo's tears, and the absorption and conversion rate reached over 95%.

And this activated essence no longer contained harmful substances. According to the stability analysis given by the chip, this activated essence actively condensed by Nemo was not only non-volatile but also had an attraction effect on stray energy in the environment.

"There's just too little of it," said Raymond, looking at the round Nemo and sighing. "If we could catch more, the collection speed of activated essence could be increased."

Hesitating for a moment, Raymond took out the mirror from his waist pouch.

The dull little mirror, the mirror surface was full of fine cracks.

After wiping the mirror again, Raymond considered it for a long time and still put the mirror back in his waist pouch.

"Gaining rewards means facing the corresponding risks at the same time," Raymond muttered the warning to himself and then ordered the chip, "Query the best promotion plan at present!"

"Task established, start analysis..."

The stereotypical chip voice echoed in Raymond's mind, and then a large amount of data appeared in Raymond's vision.

"One standard dose of promotion potion, one standard dose of Fantasy Water, eight intermediate recovery potions, nine drops of activated essence, success rate 93.2%."