Chapter 73: Turtle Back Library

"What does that mean?" Liweier asked.

"Because I need to refine magic potions, I pay extra attention to the price of alchemy raw materials. During this period, the activities of monsters and legendary creatures on the continent have become significantly more frequent," Wadelun said.

"Is it because of the war?"

"That is one factor, but there should be some deeper reason behind it. About ten days ago, there were villages near Shuiquan City attacked by Arachne. It should have been weaving spider webs day and night in the Youan Maze, but I don't know why it appeared on the ground."

"I also heard about this," Liweier said. "In fact, Yingzui City discovered it first and has already recruited adventurers to deal with it."

The old alchemist paused and added, "Do you think there is a new Youan Rift appearing nearby?"

"Ah, this is also what I am worried about. One Arachne is nothing, but if there is a Youan Rift, there may be a steady stream of underground creatures coming out." Wadelun's expression carried a trace of worry.

"Now, you have discovered the Cyclops and the evil mark of the Lord of the Old Days. It is truly an eventful autumn."

Wadelun took out his pipe and took a puff.

"What do the mages say?"

"The Long Table Council's focus is still on the war. They have issued a formal warning to the Northern Empire; if they cannot stop the war immediately, they will send more members to participate in the war."

Mali interjected, "What kind of grudge does the Lord of the Old Days have with the ancient alchemy civilization?"

"I don't know much about this. After all, the Lord of the Old Days has always been just a distant legend existing in ancient classics and hasn't appeared on the continent for five or six thousand years."

Wadelun comforted, "You don't need to be too nervous. Maybe it's some other guy using his name to spread panic and gather believers. This kind of thing hasn't happened before, and those ignorant country folks love to believe this."

Liweier noticed that Mali seemed to care about the Lord of the Old Days and added, "If you want to know more, you might as well look for records about this in the Turtle Back Library."

"Ah, Turtle Back Library, the inheritor and guardian of knowledge. No scholar can resist its temptation. Every time you go in, you can always gain something."

Wadelun puffed out two white smoke rings from his nose, as if thinking of something, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

"Turtle Back Library?" This was not the first time Mali had heard this name. He remembered that Liweier seemed to be a Platinum Member of the Turtle Back Library.

"It is a huge library built on the back of a giant turtle. That sea turtle is really huge. Dragons would look small in front of it, and it has lived for a long, long time. No one knows its specific age, only that its existence may be older than the gods.

"It is said that the three Goddesses of Fate have all asked it questions. That old turtle never dives and spends most of its time floating quietly in the ocean. Every two or three years, it will return to land once and lie on the shore for a month or two.

"Waiting for people to borrow and return books, and also letting the library administrators take the opportunity to replenish food and fresh water, and then it will return to the sea."

"I have finished reading the 'Dangerous Plant Cultivation Manual' I borrowed last time. Counting the time, the library should be landing soon. Ah, I also want to become a Platinum Member; I can borrow ten books at a time!" Wadelun muttered.

"What are the conditions for a Platinum Member?" Mali asked.

"You need to donate books to the Turtle Back Library. They must be books that the library doesn't have. Those library administrators will score them according to quantity and value, and then divide the levels according to the score. Different levels can bring out different numbers of books from the library each time, and there seem to be some restrictions on the information that can be accessed."

"My Platinum Membership was handled by the school trying to find a way." Liweier said. "They also spent a lot of money to collect the unique copies on the market."

Wadelun then chatted with the two for a while, mainly complaining that there were too many chores as a branch president, and there was less time to refine magic potions, and by the way, he also complained about the local nobles, who always asked him to refine some strange magic potions.

About twenty minutes later, Mali and Liweier walked out of the gate of the Alchemy Association. The two did not wander around the city and returned directly to the truck.

Thirty barrels of honey wine had been delivered as promised, and Weier and the others were loading them onto the truck, fixing them with nylon ropes and canvas ropes.

There were also some people pointing and pointing around them.

Everyone had gradually become accustomed to such things. On the way to the Wealth Trial before, it was like this. Wherever the heavy truck passed, it would always attract many curious eyes. After all, this kind of large alchemy creation was not common on the Leiwateleisi Continent.

Mali didn't feel anything at first, but since learning about the existence of the Lord of the Old Days, he couldn't help but be suspicious, always suspecting that there were bad people among the masses.

So he didn't stay any longer and soon hit the road again.

This time he drove it himself, letting Xia'er rest.

For the next part of the road, Mali was very cautious, trying to stay away from woods or any place that might be ambushed, and even crossing canyons required sending people to scout the road first.

He no longer stayed overnight in the wild at night, but parked the car on the edge of the town.

Influenced by him, the others in the caravan also raised their spirits to twelve points and were careful to be vigilant.

Only a week passed, but no more danger was encountered.

The truck had entered the Highland Kingdom at this time, which was roughly located in the Heze area of Shandong on another map.

In Mali's memory, Shandong was actually dominated by plains and hills, high in the middle and low around, and most of Heze, except for a small part of low hills, was the Yellow River alluvial plain.

However, the place where they were now was indeed a highland, with an average altitude of nearly one thousand meters. Although it could not compare with the Qingzanggaoyuan, it was a circle higher than the surroundings.

Mali had already sold the thirty barrels of honey wine on the road, and most of the fur had been sold. After deducting the taxes paid, he earned a total of forty-six Gold Eagles and thirty-three Silver Shields.

Converted, the profit margin was close to 40%, which was already a very amazing number.

Excluding some special goods or sudden price fluctuations, the profit margin of ordinary caravans usually did not exceed 19%, and Mali's speed was much faster than them, running five days of their road in one day.

This was still under the condition of normal rest and not taking turns to drive at night. Of course, considering the traffic conditions of the Leiwateleisi Continent and the fact that Xia'er was still a novice, Mali didn't want to drive at night unless it was a last resort.

Additionally, after the cargo hold was emptied, he would also replenish some other goods in a timely manner to maintain the diversity of commodities, so that he could have more trade choices when arriving at the next town. ===== CHAPTER 74 =====