Chapter 141: Abnormality and Seeking Help

Luge returned all the way to his own small preparation room, and did not immediately busy himself following Old Lenser's words, but instead removed the magic stone of the silence array and silently came to the window side, opening a crack in the window that had not moved for many days.

The clamor on the street immediately transmitted inside.

He watched those people from behind the window; most people were running in panic, as if avoiding something terrifying.

Before he came up, Old Dog Head Lenser had already closed the shop's door, with an appearance of not going out today and not letting people in.

After watching for a good while and not making out any pattern, he then closed the window and began a new round of potion preparation.

Seemingly one successful experience opened up his thinking; the success rate, as the potions were prepared, began to increase at an astonishing speed, until at the end he even succeeded continuously for more than ten bottles.

Until the magic stone of the silence array was exhausted, turning into powder, and a rustling sound came from outside, only then did Luge stop the movements in his hands.

He put the potions away properly, and once again came to the window side.

Only to see outside heavy rain had already begun to fall; between heaven and earth there seemed to be countless intermittent blood-colored lines jumping, and those falling raindrops looked like blood water.

Luge did not dare open the window again.

He pressed against the window side concentrating to look closely, wanting to distinguish whether it was because of the dome's light sphere refraction, or if the rainwater itself was blood red.

Some raindrops splashed on the window rolled before his eyes; at first glance they only seemed like ordinary water droplets, but staring to observe he discovered they seemed alive, as if still searching all around for the window's cracks, wanting to drill inside.

Luge blinked his eyes, involuntarily retreating a step; the window also at this moment flashed a brilliance, those blood-colored water droplets seemed to have lost their target, returned to ordinary, and rolled down along the window.

He wanted to go consult Old Lenser, but seeing the sky color already late, recalling the other party's previous entrustment, he dispelled the thought.

Placing a magic stone anew, the room once again returned to quiet.

He began to busy himself, until all materials on hand were used up, only then stepping back to the room to rest. Although according to the contract, before he mastered three potion formulas, the proceeds of the finished products made had nothing to do with him, he still worked very enthusiastically. He thought, this is probably the freshness when first grasping a skill, and he also cherished this practice opportunity very much, at least before he becomes proficient to the point of boredom it is like this.

The large amount of material supply opened the door for him to prepare supernatural potions; this feeling was still quite good.

He returned all the way to the room, first went to the Abyss Bedroom Space to complete deep meditation; after a round of recovery was proper, he then returned to the attic room and lay down on his own tidied bed to sleep.

After reaching the Upper Realm, meditation progress became much faster; after several days of experience, Luge estimated by the end of next month, or early the month after next at the latest, he would be able to complete mastery of the meditation rune, soon to become a true Fourth-Rank Wizard Apprentice.

Now still lacking two stages or more, so he was only anxious, not yet worried, but he could foresee that when he becomes a Fifth-Rank Wizard Apprentice, on the path toward the spiritual power limit, he would inevitably fall into restlessness; finding a suitable sublimation ritual for himself and such problems were all what he must face; perhaps he should put them on the agenda early.

In a half-dream half-awake state, the rustling sounds outside gradually disappeared.

The blood rain stopped falling.

Luge turned over, and also gradually fell into deep sleep.

Unknown how long passed, suddenly a long wail rang out, immediately followed by the sound of things being knocked over.

Luge instantly opened his eyes, pricking up his ears.

But the night quieted down again; he tiptoed to the attic door front, lightly opened the room door, but did not step out, only listened with tilted ear.

Downstairs was completely quiet, not even a bit of slight sound.

He quietly listened for a moment; turning his head back he met a pair of blood-red eyes.

Only to see outside the attic window a person was crouching.

The rain outside had indeed already stopped long ago.

Thump thump, thump!

The person outside lightly knocked a few times on the window; the movements were very gentle, as if afraid he would produce a misunderstanding.

Luge cautiously gazed at that person; for a moment he did not move; that was precisely the woman from the opposite attic who had greeted him before. Although these two houses were close together, they were actually back-to-back, located on two streets; he had been here several days and not gone out much, and did not even know what that place did, let alone know the people there.

Thump! Thump!

"Handsome and kind-hearted sir, could you let me in? The rainwater outside has not dried yet, I do not want to contaminate myself with them too much..."

The woman outside the window, seeing Luge look over, spoke in a pleading manner.

Luge only remained silent.

"I want to find Mr. Lenser to seek help." The woman spoke again.

Seeing Luge still had no movement.

"Or, you can help me call Mr. Lenser over." The woman helplessly spoke again.

Luge did want to do this; having Old Lenser come handle things he did not understand was best, but he did not know if Old Lenser's so-called poor status had recovered or not, so he still had to faithfully follow this uncle's instructions.

The woman outside the window looked at Luge doubtfully.

"You wouldn't be someone who just came here, right? A person who understands nothing is truly trouble." The woman said.

Suddenly, another wail rang out, immediately followed by the sound of large amounts of things being smashed and knocked over.

Luge this time confirmed it; that sound was precisely coming from the house where the woman was; at this moment that side's attic window was wide open, the transmitted sound exceptionally clear.

"Quickly let me in, or go call Mr. Lenser; I will be grateful to you." The woman's face color slightly changed.

Luge listening to that sound, involuntarily revealed an entangled expression; the woman seeing his such expression, her face color also changed along with it.

"Would Mr. Lenser also become abnormal?" She said.

Luge hearing these words also understood; probably the people on that side also experienced that kind of poor status situation Old Lenser spoke of.

"Did he get rained on?" The woman asked.

Luge thought for a bit, shook his head.

The woman seeing this let out a long breath: "As long as he didn't get rained on, with Mr. Lenser there would be no problem..."

Boom!

Another crash came from the house opposite.

The woman turned her head to look once; this time she no longer spoke, but used pleading eyes to look toward Luge.

Luge sighed a breath.

The woman seeing his expression change, immediately became happy.

"My name is Irene, I am an Alchemist Apprentice at Nuwengduo Potion Shop; you are truly a handsome fellow, I hate that I cannot fiercely kiss twice on your big long mouth." She hurriedly did her self-introduction, and also laughed while blinking her eyes.

Luge slowly walked toward the attic window, stopping his footsteps before the window.

The woman seeing his movements seemed somewhat puzzled.

Luge ignored her, merely quietly casting his Solidified Spell: Foul Skin, carefully observing the other party's reaction.

This was his method; after all, he didn't know any lie-detecting spells, and if a misunderstanding caused accidental injury due to resentment in the heart, he would be powerless to stop it.

Click! Under the other party's surprised gaze, Luge stood quietly for a moment, then opened the window.

The woman named Irene laughed, signaling him to step back, then braced herself on the windowsill and vaulted inside.

After leaping in, she stood in place.

"Gratitude, cautious little puppy," she said with a laugh, revealing sharp little tiger teeth, "Rest assured, I won't let the blood rain get everywhere."

Luge noticed she took out a clear Variant Purification Potion, drank it down without hesitation, and shivered after drinking it, exactly like drinking warming wine.

"If my guess is correct, it's currently inconvenient to call for Mr. Lun Se, isn't it?" she said.

"Uncle said it's like this," Luge replied.

"Then please let me stay here until dawn, just in this corner will do; after dawn I'll go find Mr. Lun Se," she said, slowly sitting on the ground, her gaze toward Luge full of amusement, "Your kind of naive appearance reminds me of when I first came here; from your vigorous vitality I can judge you're also around twenty years old — this is my talent; those old geezers, even if they make themselves look young, their vitality still stinks."

Luge had not stopped Foul Skin the whole time.

He came to his bedside and sat down, tossing over a bottle of Sour Mushroom Wine; he felt this might be an opportunity to understand Burning Blood City, aside from Old Lenser.

(Chapter End)