The extremely bad weather continued throughout the night with squalls and showers.

In the early morning of the next day, when Ian got up, he found that it seemed to be spring outside again, with a bit of wind and sunshine, as if the disaster-like scene yesterday was just an illusion.

"Good guy...the speed of change is comparable to that of a girl in love."

Looking out the window at the scene of bright sunshine and quiet time, he couldn't help but complain.

After cleaning up and washing up, and simply eating some fast food for breakfast, Ian immediately chose to repair the generator that failed last night.

After all, there is a cabinet full of food in the refrigerator, so you can't just watch it break, and there are many furnishings in the room that need to be powered by electricity, otherwise they can only be used as decorations.

He was not a mechanical expert, and he would not be able to repair a broken generator at all, but wizards had their own unique ways of solving problems.

"Recover as before..."

Okay, I don’t understand the principle or what the problem is, but it can restore your appearance settings. At this moment, the magical power of idealism was perfectly demonstrated again, but it was so unreasonable and even a little arrogant.

With the support of powerful magic, all the items that were damaged in the courtyard last night were repaired and looked as good as new.

But only the living vegetable seedlings cannot be restored. Faced with the grand theme of life, no matter how unreasonable the wizard's power is, it cannot violate the original law of life and death.

The air after the rain not only looks fresh, but also has the earthy fragrance of grass mixed with it. Every breath you take is fascinating.

He didn't want to go back to his room at this moment. Although the courtyard was still a little cold in the morning, the wizard's physique allowed him to completely ignore it. He sat on his wicker chair, greedily breathing the fresh air while thinking about the problem.

"Is it an accidental sudden bad weather, or is it a signal... If it's the latter, there will be some trouble..."

Just as he was making random guesses without any clue, his thoughts were interrupted by a crisp voice.

"Ian, I thought you could come and take a look, I've got everything sorted."

Eileen stood at the gate looking at Ian in a lively manner, and at the same time she did not forget to raise the thick notebook in her hand.

"Okay, here you go." Ian was excited when he heard this, and immediately stood up and walked towards Eileen. After walking in, I found that the other person had a pair of big tired eyes and asked in surprise: "You didn't sleep last night?"

"I had a bit of insomnia, so I chose to work. It's not important. I can catch up on my sleep after breakfast later, but I think I need to give these information to you first."

Ian didn't say much after hearing this, he just had insomnia, and immediately said: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and see it together."

After all, it was a matter of lifespan that he couldn't help but care about. Traveling between the two worlds would take up twice as much time. If this continued for a long time, he was really afraid.

"You know, the books you gave me seem to be a lot, but in fact there are not many core contents recorded in hundreds of books. One notebook is completely enough."

When the two returned to the living room and sat around the desk, Irene said to Ian seriously.

As if she had regained the feeling before the apocalypse, Erin was not in a hurry to let Ian read it at this moment, but chose to explain the key points first.

"The alchemist named Nico and his wife seemed to have given each other nearly 700 years of life through the Philosopher's Stone, but the price behind them was bloody cruelty."

"...and the opening page of this "Alchemy Notes" clarifies the essence of alchemy - 'Alchemy is not a creation, everything follows the principle of equivalent exchange'. I consulted the "General History of Magic" to compare Nico's life and the occurrence of historical events , discovered a very scary thing..."

Speaking of this, Irene paused for a moment, as if to organize her thoughts, and then said: "Nico was born in a country called France in 1330 AD. When Nico was 17 to 25 years old, that is, from 1347 AD to AD In 1335, an unprecedented plague occurred on that continent - the Black Death."

"... After that, the virus swept across the entire continent, causing the death of at least 25 million people. This death toll directly accounted for more than one-third of the total number of people on the continent at that time. Combined with the principle of equivalent exchange in alchemy, no It is difficult to speculate that the Philosopher's Stone should have been born at that time, otherwise, it would not be able to explain the reason why it prolongs life."

Speaking of this, Aileen added another sentence as if to indicate something. She looked into Ian's eyes seriously and said with some caution:

"There are countless fungal parasites in our world. No matter what form they take, at least one thing is certain: they have very tenacious vitality."

Ian was a little silent after hearing this. At this moment, he was very grateful to Irene for her help, and the other party's intelligence was beyond his expectation.

Eileen didn't say a word the whole time, even though the strange world, strange country, strange history, and strange chronology described in these books, she chose to turn a blind eye to them all.

She even vaguely guessed what she was thinking, which made her add the last sentence thoughtfully, for fear that she would fall into a blind spot of consciousness and ignore the existence of these fungal parasites.

Ian took a deep breath, let out a long sigh of relief, and said with some emotion: "The price of immortality is indeed cruel. Erin, thank you for your help. I have understood a lot."

Eileen replied with relief:

"As I said, I only care about whether I can help you. Whether it's growing vegetables, cooking, or organizing books, as long as I can help you, I will be happy... Moreover, shouldn't the fungi here be more important? Was it destroyed?"

Ian didn't say anything more about this, but nodded seriously. Without needing to take in spiritual thoughts, he already understood that what Erin said was true. And sometimes there is no need to say some words of thanks, as long as each other understands each other's intentions.

Picking up the notes that the other party had carefully written and organized, he began to study each word carefully.

"The flames are blazing..."

At this moment, Ian is in the office building where he once lived. In front of him is a humanoid parasite whose limbs have been severed by the cutting curse. Even if the limbs are severed, the parasite still relies on the neck muscles as a force point, slowly moving closer to Ian. .

As the spell sounded, a hot orange flame shot out, instantly turning this tenacious parasite into dust.

"Finally, there is a reaction. The receiving distance of the emotion thing is only 5 meters." Ian murmured to himself as he stared at the magic stone in his hand carefully.

Since reading the notes compiled by Erin, Ian has increasingly felt that the Black Death was the root cause of the indirect creation of the Philosopher's Stone.

The most intuitive example is that in the next few hundred years, no one refined a new magic stone. Is it really just limited by the knowledge of alchemy? He never looked down on anyone.

To sum up, he planned to use the stupidest method to try to see if he could recharge the magic stone in his hand. For about a week, he experimented countless times and failed countless times.

At first, it was thought that the number of parasites killed was too small, so the magic stone could not make any changes. Until later, Ian killed hundreds of parasites at once, and the magic stone remained indifferent, without any change.

But he was not discouraged. If it could be recharged so easily, the magic stone would not need to be destroyed as useless.

Perhaps it was because of the long period of easy kills that Ian relaxed his vigilance. To this day, after the initial search, there were still some omissions, and no parasite was found hiding under the desk.

The moment the parasite suddenly appeared, he was still startled. Fortunately, he still had the sense of fighting. Three cutting spells and one fire spell perfectly solved the problem. If it weren't for the purpose of experimenting with the magic stone, Ian actually still likes to use the petrification spell. of.

Moreover, the Petrification Curse was one of the earliest spells that Ian learned and practiced the most. Now he can basically cast the spell silently without a wand. At the same time, with the support of powerful magic power after the second awakening, this curse has long surpassed the category of poisonous curses, and its power is even comparable to ordinary curses when released.

Closer to home, just as the flame spell completely killed the parasite, the magic stone finally had a weak reaction. If it weren't for Ian's unusually sharp perception, he would hardly be able to detect this subtle change.

"It's good if there are changes. That's good. I'm not afraid that you will absorb too much, but I'm afraid that you won't react..."

Ian was extremely happy at this time. The huge stone pressing on him finally became loose, although the magic stone seemed to have not changed at the moment.

But he knows that it is just because the quantity is not enough. Compared with the Magic Stone that was made with 25 million sacrifices, where he is now, maybe cleaning the whole city will make some obvious changes in the Magic Stone. .

"But that's not right! The Black Death was spreading across Europe. If the distance the magic stone absorbs the life force is really only 5 meters. Even if Nico broke his leg, he wouldn't be able to survive in just 15 years. All the passing vitality in Europe is concentrated. I always feel that something doesn’t make sense here..."

After the joy, Ian fell into a brief thought. Of course, he is not a stubborn person. If he can't figure it out, he won't think about it. After all, it seems that this matter is beneficial to him no matter what.

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