Chapter 310 Welcome to the New Era and the Alchemy Association?

Chapter 310 Welcome to the new era and...the Alchemy Association?

Looking down at the earth from the sky, the world is like a silent movie.

Life and death, savagery and civilization. Ant-like animals were scurrying on the ground, and occasionally birds fluttered across the horizon. There are even some powerful human beings who are fighting for various reasons on the ground.

When hundreds of years are shortened into one day, the land itself is the most wonderful image. You can see the green fade away and be dyed with rows of artificial colors; you can see the spiderweb-like road as if it was outlined by an artist's brush, extending from a few strokes at the corners to the center of the masterpiece. The human world is stained with all kinds of wonders, as well as countless loves and hates, heroes dying, beauties with gray hair, rise and fall.

In this floating world picture where all living things come together, the closer you get to the center, the more magnificent and fantastic it becomes; the closer you get to the edge, the more ordinary and ordinary it seems. Although they are obviously in the same world, the two sides seem to be in two eras... But there are always exceptions to everything.

Just like this day, a bolide fell from the sky and landed on a suburb in the northeast of the mainland.

Perhaps it was because it was daytime that the meteor looked so inconspicuous. So until it landed, only a few people discovered its existence.

"When fire falls from the sky... there will be disaster."

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Summer, 852 years of the New Calendar.

Outside Thuringia.

From time to time, a few beast roars could be heard among the sparse trees, and occasionally a few summer insects made an annoying buzzing sound.

At the end of the dirt road near the woodland, a fire flickered on and off, illuminating the surrounding road in the night.

The person holding the torch was a strong, middle-aged man. He was wearing a patchwork long coat of coarse cloth. His hands were covered with calluses. He was obviously a worker engaged in manual labor.

The other man with him was not tall, but looked equally powerful. However, judging from the way he walks, just like the former, his strength is only tempered by labor.

"Nike, are you sure this is the place? We have been walking for half the night. You must know that I gave up the guard selection tonight..."

"Don't be stupid, Summer. Everyone knows that it's not for people like us."

Waving his hand to interrupt his companion's complaints, Nike raised the torch higher, hoping to see further away.

"Oh, if you want to pass that test, you either have a good ancestor with some noble bloodline, or you have received real training - then you still need to have a good ancestor, and the requirements are much higher. ”

"So instead of having such unrealistic thoughts, why not come and bet your luck with me. A shooting star... Do you know how valuable this thing is?"

“I don’t know, and I guess you don’t either.

Waving the pitchfork in his hand, Summer shrugged.

"But Nike, legally speaking, everything here belongs to the city lord."

"So why did you follow me instead of reporting me?"

Showing a sarcastic smile, Nico saw his old friend gritting his teeth in the light of the fire.

"You're right, I should have reported you... Damn it, come on, let's try our luck and see what we can find. If there is nothing, I will never let you go!"

In this era when the historical trajectory has gone full circle, the classical republic and early feudalism coexisted, and slavery and public ownership were even maintained in some countries... In short, at least in Thuringia, all wealth on the land belongs to the land. Master, any self-inflicted act is a serious crime and can even be directly punished by death. Even the church of the God of Justice and Law will not object to this provision.

But for two farmers who only know how to farm, this is almost their only chance in life. After all, although they are not slaves, they are far from ‘citizens’. Or in more official terms, they should be called "free people" or "semi-free workers".

And this is also part of the "peasant discrimination chain", because the farmers around the city are formal citizens. They live in nearby villages and towns and only occasionally go to the city. Therefore, they do not enjoy the benefits of citizens under the classical republic. s right.

If it was a few years ago, if you couldn't enjoy it, you wouldn't be able to enjoy it. After all, this is an era of 'born nobility', and Summer would not necessarily choose to take this gamble. But after witnessing the changes in this city in recent years, he became increasingly intolerable of his current mediocrity.

To put it more poetically, it’s ‘I can endure the darkness if I never see the light’. The city of Thuringia changes every year, but the village where he lives remains unchanged. The two sides are like two different worlds, intertwined and separated.

"Speaking of which, Nike, if you really get rich this time, how are you going to spend it?"

In a world without light pollution, the night is much darker than ordinary people in later generations imagined. Even under the illumination of torches, the two of them felt as if they were walking on an endless road.

That is to say, both of them are locals and are very familiar with the nearby terrain. Otherwise, no one would know whether they are moving forward or backward when walking at night.

"Of course I'll enjoy it first - but to be honest, Summer, I actually don't know how to count enjoyment. It can't just be eating and drinking - so what about you?"

Shrugging his shoulders and shaking the torch, Nikki told the truth.

"I want to test whether I have the qualifications to become a 'knight'...I mean a more sophisticated test. You know, this is my dream."

Summer's voice was a little low, and he didn't know what he was thinking of. After listening to his words, Nike fell silent immediately.

Dreams...everyone has them. But for most people, this is really just a dream.

"It seems to be almost there, right in front."

I don’t know how long they walked, but Nick, who was holding a torch, suddenly stopped.

Under the light of the fire, both of them vaguely saw the bottomless circular pit in front of them.

The effect of the firelight was not very good, and they could not tell how deep or how big the pit was. However, if a knowledgeable person came here, he would never dare to approach this pothole.

The meteor hit so close to the city of Thuringia and made such a big hole. The loud noise it made was theoretically enough for everyone in the city to hear it clearly. But the fact is that except for Nike who happened to see the flash of starlight, few people noticed the falling bolide.

"Hi-Hey, Nike, I'm afraid you really found something amazing."

Looking a little surprised, Summer lowered his voice subconsciously: "There is actually a meteorite...I heard that there may be something called a star core in it, and even if there isn't, its shell can still be sold for a big price. "

"Don't be stunned, go down and take a look."

Inserting the farm tools into the soil, the two of them immediately climbed down the huge pit wall little by little.

The surrounding soil was a bit soft, not like a crater formed by the shock wave at all, and the two almost rolled down several times.

Fortunately, after working hard for several hours, they arrived near the bottom of the pit without any danger.

"Be careful... Damn it, the torch burned down."

Looking at the dimming fire in his hand, Nike cursed, threw it aside, and moved on.

Fortunately, the weather was sunny today, and they could barely identify each other's positions through the moonlight...

"——Fuck, get out of the way——!"

"ah--"

With one step in the air, Samer took Nick along with him in front of him, and the two of them rolled down together.

boom--!

With a muffled sound, the two collided at the bottom of the pit.

"Hiss... I told you to be careful!"

"Of course I was careful, do you think I wanted to fall down... If you had brought an extra torch, this wouldn't have happened."

After replying harshly, Summer struggled to stand up. In the dim moonlight, he looked around.

There was no huge meteorite as he expected, and there was no feeling of heat. It was just like a pure pit, and they were at the apex of this conical pit that had been cut out abruptly.

There is nothing around, only a little reflection in the distance...

"gem?"

Nike shouted in surprise: "Are those gems, gems falling out of the stars? Oh my god, it turns out that the stars are really made of gems. I thought it was just a delusion in a bedtime story!"

"Stop talking nonsense, that's not a gem, look clearly, it's transparent!"

Summer walked up. His eyesight was better and he could see more clearly.

It was not a giant gem, but an oval crystal layer, only a thin layer. It looked like some kind of gem, but it was actually 'melting' slightly.

Although he didn't know what it was yet, Summer had an ominous premonition. Fireballs falling from the sky, unreasonable potholes, fantastic and magnificent crystals, no matter how you look at it, none of this is normal.

Besides, according to some ancient legends from the north... stars falling in the wild is not a good sign.

"Wait, there's someone inside, did you see it?"

His expression suddenly changed, and Summer shouted loudly.

As the distance got closer, through the moonlight, he vaguely saw something underneath the crystal layer, which was a humanoid being.

It seemed to be a young man - maybe a young man, but he looked young anyway. He has a handsome appearance, with no traces of work on his skin, and is wrapped in a silver-white robe. Golden patterns are embellished on it, which looks so gorgeous and noble.

"A living person, the great goddess of wisdom... Could it be that what you saw was not a meteor, but someone who was seriously injured... Nike, what are you going to do?!"

"Bang——!"

The pitchfork collided with the transparent crystal wall. Under the moonlight, Nick's smile looked a little ferocious at the moment: "What else can I do, of course open it!"

"I don't care who he is, but now he is my trophy. Have you seen this dress? I have never seen such exquisite workmanship. One of its sleeves may be worth five - no, Fifty gold coins (Note 1)!”

"But--"

"No, don't you want to be a knight? If this is really a seriously injured strong man, your chance will come!"

Boom——

Another click, and cracks appeared in the crystal shell. Nike seemed to be encouraged, but Summer felt that the crack might not have been caused by him.

But no matter what, they came together. If today's behavior is discovered, then none of them can run away... Gritting his teeth, Summer also joined the tapping work, as mentioned before, what if?

Boom——

Bang——

Bang——

…

One after another, as time slowly passed, a faint light appeared on the horizon, and the crystal shell became thinner and thinner, with more and more cracks.

Until a certain moment, with a sound that seemed to ring in the soul, it shattered and then dissipated in the air like water vapor.

"Huh——Finally opened."

Wipe the sweat from his head, Nike's spirit became more and more excited. He looked at the young figure who had lost his protection, and a touch of ecstasy flashed through his eyes.

"Wait, don't be anxious."

"What are you waiting for? You don't want to regret it now, do you?"

"Of course not," his face was heavy, but Summer just shook his head, and then raised the pitchfork: "No matter who he is, we must have offended him..."

"So whether he is dead or not, kill him first, and then see what he can get from him."

Without hesitation, in Nike's somewhat surprised but approving eyes, Summer used the pitchfork to stir the mysterious young man's neck fiercely.

It is said that as long as the caster's mind can still work, he can mobilize magic or holy power and easily kill hundreds of mortals... Sammer didn't know how that was done. The only caster he had ever come into contact with in his life was a low-level priest in the temple, and they had never shown such powerful power.

But what if, who knows what this young man is. Kill him first, Sammer at least knows one thing, that is, a dead person must not be able to mobilize anything.

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It was like a replay of the scene in the deepest part of memory, crossing a distant time and space in chaos and mist.

Ryan still didn't know how he came to this world, until he woke up from a long sleep and began to understand this world again.

Now, he experienced a similar scene again, but this time, it was an opportunity he created for himself.

"Swish--"

The mind was still not clear, but the sound of the sharp weapon breaking through the air made Ryan instantly realize his situation.

Almost subconsciously, he immediately reached out and grabbed it in the direction where the sound came from.

The pitchfork covered with mud was not sharp, and it might not be able to pierce Ryan's palm, but he still bypassed the tip and accurately grasped the connection between the sharp teeth and the long handle. Then, in the eyes of the visitor who suddenly became terrified, he first pulled back hard, and then stretched out his hand to push.

Cluck——

Summer, who was holding the pitchfork, was startled by Ryan's sudden movement, but before he could react, the sudden force brought his body forward, and the pitchfork almost slipped out of his hand at the same time.

The next moment, he saw that the long handle that had slipped out of his hand had become someone else's weapon and attacked him again. However, Summer, who had lost his balance, had no time to respond, and it hit him directly on his fragile throat.

With a sound that made people's teeth ache, his larynx was shattered on the spot, and then he fell directly to the ground, making a "ho ho" gasp. Everything happened between the rabbit and the magpie, and it was not until everything was over that Nike, who was standing aside, just reacted.

"No, wait, this is just an accident. I mean - spare my life, I -"

Shh -

Turning the pitchfork in his hand, Ryan accurately inserted it into the chest of the farmer who was trying to escape, blocking his unclear words.

Squinting his eyes, Ryan slowly looked around and determined his current situation.

He didn't see a familiar primitive god or other gods as soon as he opened his eyes, and there were no large crowds of onlookers, such as the guards of the mortal country... It seems that the result is not bad, at least there is no big deviation, otherwise he might have to delete the account and start again.

In fact, when Ryan realized that the power wrapped around him had crashed into the special space-time bubble, he was ready to fail. But this was just an attempt, and he didn't decide to die if he didn't succeed.

Fortunately, everything is going well now, which saved him a lot of effort.

"Very good, the first step of the plan,"

Standing up from the ground and stretching, Ryan felt that his mind was much more active for a while.

At this time, the morning sun completely rose from the ground, and the huge pit became bright.

Looking at Summer, who was covering his throat with his hands, his body twitching subconsciously, and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, Ryan had no sympathy. No matter what the reason was, since he dared to attack him, he must have been prepared to die.

"Well, to be a 'human' again, I need to solve three problems first."

"Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do."

The first problem is easy to solve. In human terms, it is to give yourself a new name. After all, he can't walk in the world with the title of 'Ryan', so it is natural to change to a suitable name.

So without thinking about it, Ryan just changed the pronunciation. From now on, he will be called 'Ivan'. As for identity... that is, the heir of any defeated family/school/organization, if this era already has all of the above.

As for the second problem...

Rubbing his forehead, Ryan also had a headache.

Because he accidentally hit that time and space bubble, his current landing point and landing time have been greatly changed. In his original plan, he was going to land directly near Silvermoon City and start his subsequent plans from there... But now, even if there are no stars to identify during the day, he knows that he is definitely not in the south of the continent, but in a slightly northerly direction.

In the north of the continent, Ryan can't say that he has no impression of this place at all, and he has basically no concept of it. After all, before, this place was completely a primitive continent with no people. So if you want to solve this problem, you can only sacrifice this guy who dares to trouble you.

Using the tip of the pitchfork as a pen and the blood of the dead as ink, Ryan drew a terrifying array like a cultist in the horrified eyes of the struggling person.

Then he walked up with a smile, easily solved Sammer's useless struggle, and then threw him to the center of the array.

As the array lit up, in a special form, the blood and qi in the flesh and blood of the dead were continuously transformed into controllable mental power. Just like a primitive burnt sacrifice, except that there was no natural spirit to accept the sacrifice, this spirit mixed with the resentment of the living was only used as a driving force to touch the ubiquitous shallow magic network.

With a flash of spiritual light, the witchcraft [Advanced Detection Thinking] was easily performed, and this was the only value of Sammer's extra life.

Like a video, a lot of useful or useless information flashed before Ryan's eyes. Although most of these are worthless, even as a farmer at the bottom of the society, Ryan still understands this familiar yet strange world.

"Church, evil god, nobles of divine blood, wizards..."

"New calendar, a calendar marked by the establishment of Athens and based on the movement of the stars..."

"The country of God's favor, Olympia... Argos, the sanctuary of the Queen of Heaven... blood sacrifice, natural disasters... the barbarians in the north who believe in evil gods, claiming that all things have spirits and can become gods?"

"And Thuringia, the northernmost city-state in Athens' sphere of influence... This city has changed a lot recently, because the King of Athens signed an agreement with the [Emerald Ring] Alchemy Association, resulting in the gradual outflow of alchemical products from the capital - what is going on, the humans in Chaos world are so powerful, have they already researched this level of alchemical works out of thin air?"

One after another, news that I don't know whether to consider as surprise or surprise flowed out of memory. In fact, Ryan was a little incredible. He didn't expect that a mortal he just picked up was actually quite knowledgeable.

However, he had no time to pay attention to the other party's love and hatred, and why did he know these information that had nothing to do with him. He just locked his eyes on this [Emerald Ring] Alchemy Society.

If it was a god who developed alchemy from scratch, it would be easy to say, but how did humans do it? He wanted to know...

While thinking, Ryan was instantly attracted by the content in his memory.

That was exactly what he wanted to know before, that is, the inventor of alchemy and the president of the [Emerald Ring] Alchemy Society.

"......?"

Slowly typing a question mark, Ryan once again felt that this world was really interesting.

"... a child from a village outside Eleusis, who later went to the southeast of the continent to study... He learned the secrets of witchcraft in Condenia City, and after becoming a great wizard, he refused the invitation of the White Tower and studied the secrets of witchcraft alone."

"Finally, after countless failures, he proposed the concept of 'the equivalence of all things', believing that everything in the world can be transformed into each other, and personally completed the feat of 'turning stone into gold', completely creating a school of alchemy, and his name has therefore spread among the countries..."

"Heh."

With a low laugh, the memory in front of him came to an end. Ryan gave this unfortunate guy a good time, and then patted his clothes.

"Great Alchemist Hermes, very good, such an interesting development... Sure enough, going offline appropriately will help the development of the world."

With a slight smile, Ryan decided to go to the nearest Thuringia City first to take a look.

Memory is just memory after all, and [Advanced Detective Thinking] is not a high-level witchcraft like [Soul Insight] or [Memory Weaving]. Of course, maybe during the time he was offline, someone invented some more powerful low-level witchcraft. Anyway, browsing his version of memory is like reading a book. Not only are there no illustrations, but the results given are not prioritized, and 99% of them are redundant.

In short, the ancients... and later generations said it well, "What you learn from books is shallow, and you must practice it to know it thoroughly." Ryan still plans to use his own eyes to personally witness this mythological world that has deviated a lot from the original history.

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Note 1: There are different names for coins in ancient Greece. Here, the gold coin is stater (stater,), the silver coin is drachma (Drachma, there are also gold coins, but there are more silver coins, and the Greek currency is also called this name now), and the copper coin Lepta (LePta, strictly speaking, it is a subsidiary coin, not a copper coin, but it is regarded as a copper coin here. Similarly, modern Greece also uses this name). As for the conversion ratio, please refer to this book.