Author: Three plus two buns

On the solar day of the 53rd year of the Ash Calendar, I was appointed as the Potion Steward, responsible for guarding the planting and picking of potions here. This is a glorious and sacred task, and I will never let down the Master Mage's expectations of me.

On the lunar day of the 53rd year of the Ash Calendar, a new batch of magic potion was picked and sent to the next level. A large amount of beast flesh and blood was sent in. The serfs scattered the flesh and blood evenly in the potion field. I believe that these potions

It can grow quickly after absorbing enough flesh and blood.

On Star Day in the 55th year of the Ash Calendar, I don’t know why. The adults’ demand for potions is getting higher and higher, but the output cannot be increased. More potion seeds must be purchased to meet the requirements. I asked about it.

The tower steward, he told me not to worry, he had already sent someone to buy the potion seeds and would increase the supply of flesh and blood.

That night, the seeds arrived, and we opened up more farmland for planting. At the same time, a large number of wild beasts were sent over, with some World of Warcraft flesh and blood mixed in with them.

I breathed a sigh of relief, just give us a little time, these magic potions will definitely grow vigorously.

On the lunar day of the 57th year of the Ash Calendar, the mage's temper became increasingly irritable. Many serfs had been burned to death. The demand for potions was even higher. Simply growing potions could no longer satisfy it. I saw the tower steward.

The adults bought a large amount of magic potions outside and brought them in.

I don't know what happened. I only heard the sound of explosions coming from the lower floors of the tower, and a large number of serfs were sent in. I never saw them come out again.

On the solar day of the 60th year of the Ash Calendar, I heard a shocking news today. A mage died unexpectedly. I heard it was due to an accident, but what kind of accident could cause the death of a mage? I asked my friend,

He often goes in and out of the upper and lower tower floors, so he wants to know more.

Unexpectedly, he said something to me. We will all die in the near future. I didn't understand it at all. I kept asking him. He said in a desperate tone that the Master had discovered something that he shouldn't have discovered. As for what it was, he didn't know what it was.

The sun rises today in the 62nd year of the Ash Calendar, but I don’t know why. I always feel a cold feeling, and the potions are also showing signs of sluggishness. I want to report this matter, but the tower steward is not here, so I just

Being able to come back, I felt particularly uneasy with a palpitation in my heart. I saw that the serfs were the same, and I instinctively felt that something would happen today.

I saw light, such warm light

The diary ended abruptly here. Lin En read it over and over again, but there was no subsequent record.

He held the parchment in his hand and couldn't help but shudder.

Linn exited the house and looked around. He had a creepy feeling.

From the diary, we can see that this man worked in this mage tower for many years, and finally became a potion steward, guarding these potions. Although he did not mention much about himself in the diary, Lin

En guessed that he should be a mage apprentice and mastered some of the most basic magic.

These potions require flesh and blood to be cultivated, and after they mature, they will be sent to the next level of the mage tower. As for what they are used for, he doesn't know, but it is nothing more than developing magic potions, conducting magic experiments, etc.

He was proud of this kind of work, and also talked about his family in his diary. His son was named Balco Morton. Although he did not have the potential to become a mage, he had the qualifications of a knight. He planned to train his son to become a mage.

A knight.

The money he earns here is enough for his son to become an intermediate knight. As for the advanced level, it all depends on his son himself.

There are quite a lot of diaries mentioning his family, and most of them are about missing him. It can be seen that he can't go out often.

Linn rubbed his chin and muttered: "Balco Morton!"

It seems that the name of the mayor Raff is Raff Morton. Could it be that he is a descendant of this man? No wonder there is a tradition of keeping diaries.

Lin En thought about it. The Ash Calendar written in the diary should belong to the time in the Mage Tower. It seems that the Mage Tower has existed for at least 162 years now. As for the specific distance, how long is it?

, without real year comparison, he was not sure.

Lin En didn't know what the sun day, the star day, or the moon day meant.

What can be determined from the diary is that this mage tower is not a structure in the traditional sense. The higher you go, the higher the level. On the contrary, the higher you go, the more secrets there are.

There is more than one mage in the mage tower, and it is normal for multiple mages to study together. However, it is a bit strange to study in such an upside-down tower, not to mention that a large amount of magic medicine is required.

The mage tower on this level has a vast area, and the amount of potions grown is extremely large. Judging from the description in the diary and the traces of the land, there are at least dozens of acres of potions.

What are all these potions used for?

Later, there was more demand for magic potions, and they even had to be purchased from the outside world.

As for the death of the mage, it is even more difficult to understand. After all, he died in the mage tower.

At the end of the diary, what does he mean by light?

If Lin En guessed correctly, the housekeeper and serfs here were all dead, and died under that light, otherwise the diary would not have stopped like this.

What on earth are those mages studying?

I thought I found a mage tower, but I didn't expect it to be a foggy place. Linn instinctively felt that this place was not that simple.

He came to the plants that were shining with light, flowers that looked like sunflowers with little drops of dew on them.

There is a record of this kind of potion in the diary. This kind of potion is called sunflower. It absorbs the brilliance of the sun during the solar day and can condense the sunlight water. It has the effect of destroying evil and dark energy. It is also known as

These are the tears of the sun.

Their demand for flesh and blood is not great, they only need sunlight to survive.

Over the long years, most of the magic potions originally planted died. Only the sunflower is still alive, but overall it is relatively sluggish.

Lin En took out the bottle of recovery potion that he had used earlier and collected the sunlight liquid on the petals. In a short time, he collected a bottle.

He installed it carefully. Although the effect of this thing was not at its peak, it was a magic potion after all. He would wait and see how much it could fetch when he had the chance to sell it.

Before, Lin En was still thinking that she would not be able to make a lot of money just by selling fennel, mint, and arrowhead mushrooms. Now this magic potion comes at the right time.

Walking on the soil, Lin En looked at the dry land. Originally, all the magic medicines planted on it were dead, but the soil must be more fertile. This needs to be tested.

He came to the middle position, where there was a downward staircase, but it was blocked by a defensive barrier. If he wanted to go down, he had to destroy the barrier.

Lin En couldn't help but laugh. She thought that the magic device would be unemployed, but she didn't expect that she could still be employed again.
Chapter completed!