Chapter 305: Alchemy Kingdom

Atlas Academy, an alchemical organization within the Moshuxie Society specializing in phenomenon transformation, also known as 【Giant's Cellar】, normally has no contact with the outside world at all, and is therefore also called the Living Hell.

Information about these three major organizations of the Moshuxie Society quickly flashed through Li Ang's mind—all of it was information he had previously obtained when reading the memories of Zhong Ta magicians.

Although alchemy and magic are called by different names, there is essentially not much difference between the two, so the current grand environment of mysterious decline naturally also affected these alchemists.

However, the attitude of the Atlas Academy's director before him was rather intriguing.

Thinking of this, a somewhat amused expression appeared on Li Ang's face: "No need to flatter me, I have no interest in saving the world."

As everyone knows, being a savior has never been a good job since ancient times; this group basically never meets a good end.

As if anticipating he would say so, Atlantasia slightly lowered her head: "Your Majesty misunderstands, Atlas Academy does not beg you to save humanity."

"As long as you are willing to teach us, that is enough."

?

Where did this freeloader come from?

Li Ang looked at the blond man before him and slightly narrowed his eyes.

But before he could say anything, Atlantasia continued: "Please do not read my memories, Your Majesty. Before coming here, Atlas Academy headquarters and all members had already set up self-destruct procedures."

Hearing this, Li Ang fell silent, because he had indeed been about to do just that.

After a while, he laughed once, then said in a voice that betrayed no emotion: "I didn't expect you to understand me so well."

"This is all thanks to the 【Quasi-Spiritron Computational Element · Three-Pointed Hermes】." Atlantasia very frankly revealed the source of the information. "To be honest with you, just obtaining this information almost caused the 【Three-Pointed Hermes】 to collapse."

"All we know is that you possess the means to read others' memories, and that you use alchemy different from this world's."

He was not lying. Although the 【Three-Pointed Hermes】 recorded a great deal of intelligence on this planet, when faced with this being from beyond the heavens, it clearly could not be of much use.

Being able to obtain the aforementioned intelligence was only because the other party had left related information on this planet not long ago.

However, Li Ang certainly could not just agree to Atlantasia's request like that, after all they were not related by blood or kinship.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refuse, Atlantasia said: "Your Majesty is currently researching the technology of this planet, are you not?"

"Atlas Academy should have things that interest you. Whether it is the Seven Weapons or the Spiritron Computational Element, we can provide them for your research."

【We need not become the strongest ourselves; we need only create the strongest.】

This was the creed of Atlas Academy. For this purpose, they created the Seven Weapons capable of destroying the world.

Although "destroying the world" was their own claim, its veracity remains to be examined.

Hearing Atlantasia's words, Li Ang thought briefly then slightly shook his head: "Wanting me to teach is impossible, but I can authorize some alchemical products for you to research."

". Afterwards, I will also give you a few opportunities to observe me making alchemical items."

To be honest, Li Ang's conditions were extremely harsh.

The reason for saying so is that even if he did not authorize it, the puppets released afterwards would inevitably be studied by others.

As for observing the making of alchemical items

If the people of Atlas Academy could really learn techniques from another world through this method, then Li Ang would have nothing to say.

Who would have thought that faced with such harsh conditions, a hint of joy actually appeared on Atlantasia's face. He said in a light tone: "Your Majesty's kindness astonishes me."

"In that case."

"Atlas Academy will henceforth follow your orders."

Obviously, this Atlas Academy director had already realized the inequality in status between the two sides, and therefore behaved very generously.

And upon hearing his words, a flash of surprise crossed Li Ang's eyes.

They are both part of the three major organizations that make up the Moshuxie Society—why is the intelligence gap between the people of Zhong Ta and Atlas Academy so large?

However, he did not intend to refuse Atlas Academy's submission, after all selling alchemical products later would still require some people to manage things.

Added to that, Li Ang was indeed very interested in the so-called Seven Weapons and the 【Three-Pointed Hermes】.

If he remembered correctly, the latter should be the prototype of the Chaldean Spiritron Computational Element.

After brief consideration, Li Ang slightly nodded: "I accept your loyalty. For a period of time afterwards, you two may stay by my side first."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Atlantasia and Ziyuan both lowered their heads and responded.

At this point, Atlas Academy, one of the three major organizations of the Moshuxie Society, officially became the lapdog of the 【Heavenly Dragon】.

Of course, this was the view of magicians outside; the alchemists of Atlas Academy believed themselves to be saving the world.

Saving this world destined to be ended.

……

As time went on, the situation across the entire world became increasingly strange, after all no one could remain calm knowing magicians were hiding among them.

However, this was only a small part of the reason. The real reason was that some products that should not have appeared in ordinary human society were being sold as commodities all over the world.

Everyday trinkets, weapons, puppets.

Among them, the most popular were the maid puppets, though such high-end goods were generally priced beyond the market.

And all these items came from that island nation in the Far East, more precisely from the 【Spirit Tomb Albion】 above it.

No, now the name used for 【Spirit Tomb Albion】 around the world is.

【Heavenly Dragon Alchemy Kingdom】.

This saying originally circulated among the magician community, but gradually it was accepted by the general public.

Fuyuki City.

As the city with the most entrances to the 【Heavenly Dragon Alchemy Kingdom】, it has now become a tourist destination.

Whether magicians with ulterior motives, or ordinary people who simply wanted to witness miraculous creations, all gathered in this small city.

At this moment, in some unnoticed alley, space suddenly twisted, and a girl with short orange hair dropped out of thin air.

"Owow. That hurts"

The girl sucked in cold air while clutching her bottom as she climbed to her feet.

At that moment, a girl with pink short hair appeared in the alley in the same manner, though her landing posture was far superior to that of the orange-haired girl.

After landing, she glanced at the orange-haired girl beside her and asked with some concern: "Senior, are you alright?"

In response to the pink-haired girl's concern, the orange-haired girl waved her hand to indicate she was fine, then began scanning her surroundings: "Where is this?"

"I don't know, but it seems there's no immediate danger."

The pink-haired girl answered immediately, appearing considerably more reliable than the orange-haired girl.

As the two spoke, a faint blue figure appeared in the alley.

If observed closely, one could see the blue figure was a brown-haired girl.

【Hey, Fuu. Fuu, can you hear me?】

Upon hearing this, the orange-haired girl named 'Fuu' quickly replied: "I can hear you clearly. What's wrong, Da Vinci?"

【. Soul. Translation. Error. Flat. ￥*&@】

Through the projection, the brown-haired girl spoke in fragmented bursts, then dissolved into harsh static and vanished as if disconnected.

Seeing this, the orange-haired girl opened her mouth, then sighed helplessly: "Did the soul transfer malfunction again?"

Clearly, she had encountered this situation before.

The pink-haired girl, who had observed everything, now asked: "Senior, what should we do next?"

"Since we can't reach Chaldea for now," Fuu scratched her head in response, "let's first figure out how to survive, and wait for Da Vinci to fix the machine."

"So it's up to you now, Mashu."

As they spoke, the two walked toward the mouth of the alley.

But when Fuu saw the scene outside the alley, she froze in surprise.

"Where the heck did Da Vinci send us to!?"