Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 271 Nourishment
After entrusting the complicated matter to the white deer, Yaro mounted a tall elk and, surrounded by five elk with white beards on their backs, decisively left the place.

Extraordinary materials will gradually lose their magic under natural conditions. Since Bai Lu needs to use tree trunks but is unwilling to explain why, she must have her own difficulties.

If she lingers here too long, it might ruin her plans.

—This might be one of the reasons why Bai Lu was willing to use her magic to help collect materials.

The shimmering orb of light followed Yaro's figure, gradually disappearing into the jungle. The massive, dark jade-colored tree trunk gradually faded into darkness, leaving only a pair of beautiful, emerald-green eyes that flickered with a hint of emotion.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint singing voice gradually rose from the silent forest.

"Leaping wild deer, galloping bison..."

"The nightingale with the most beautiful song..."

"Confront the darkness within yourself..."

"This is Mother Nature's loving embrace..."

The ethereal and distant sound was like poetry, like a song, and like a mysterious sacrificial incantation.

Faint specks of light drifted slowly from the dark jade-colored tree trunk, one after another... their numbers increased, and the light they gathered became brighter and brighter.

Countless points of light, like scattered, glittering stars, or like fireflies drifting with the wind and waves, swarmed and frolicked among themselves, gathering, scattering, drifting, and swirling in the jungle... In the dim jungle, a sacred halo gradually rose.

A rustling sound gradually arose from the surrounding bushes, and one after another, robust elk emerged from the darkness with their heads held high, like majestic guards, stepping onto this sacred land, their feet crunching on the fragile ice crystals.

Strange vines, shimmering with faint magical auras, coiled around the antlers of the three leading elk, forming bizarre, cramped cages. In the center of these strange cages, however, lay dormant abyssal sprites.

The white deer waved its pure white arms, like a great painter splashing ink freely, or a beautiful celestial weaver, stringing together specks of light to form a shimmering river of stars.

The stunningly beautiful girl, with her pristine white feet, twirled and danced lightly, while a river of light, as soft as mist, surrounded her like a flowing shawl.

"...You will nourish all things, and the cycle of life will begin from here!"

As the girl whispered her heart, a wisp of light swirled around her exquisite body a few times before reluctantly drifting away and entangling the three oblivious abyssal sprites.

The strange vines then fell away, and the three tall elk lowered their proud heads, letting the fluttering shawls carry the three abyss sprites away.

"You will be conceived anew within her body, and hopefully... you will be able to break free from the torment of the abyss's power on your consciousness."

The white deer murmured softly, casting its heartfelt wishes toward the ethereal ribbons of light.

With that wonderful anticipation, the shimmering ribbons quickly flowed back, dragging the three still-sleeping abyssal sprites into the dark jade-colored tree trunk.

……

Two days later.

In the laboratory of Perrin Castle, nine iron cages were neatly arranged, and nine gray-brown house mice were divided into three groups and imprisoned in the nine cages respectively.

Yaro, along with Bevan and Heri, began weighing the mice that had been undergoing experiments for two days.

Flipping open the draft paper with the table already drawn, Yaro said, "Let's start by taking the three mice from the blank group."

The mice in the control group were only fed water for the past two days, but they were all adult gray house mice. Even though they had not eaten for two days, they were still very active when they saw strangers come in, jumping around in the cage.

Upon hearing Yaro's words, Heri, wearing thick gloves, immediately stepped forward, pinned the gray rat down, grabbed the rat by the scruff of its neck with her other hand, and threw it into the cage on the balance scale, ignoring the rat's desperate cries.

As the mouse continued to climb and spin, the balance scale wobbled back and forth, and Bevin immediately adjusted the weights. Once the scale was roughly stable, Yarrow glanced at the scale and immediately wrote a value on the form in his hand.

536 grams!
"next."

675 grams!
"Next one."

476 grams!
Due to the limited number of house mice caught, each of the three experimental groups had only three mice.

After filling in the blank groups of data, Yarrow glanced at the previously recorded values, subtracted them, and wrote down the results:

5.2 grams!
6.5 grams!
5.9 grams!
This number is still quite high, but it is much lower than the number subtracted from yesterday.

Yaro added a summary below the data:

[It's possible that the rats already had a lot of uneaten food in their stomachs. We don't know how long it takes for rats to digest food, nor whether their digestive abilities would improve in a food-scarce environment.]

Therefore, it is impossible to determine the exact time required to empty the stomach and intestines.

After writing this down, Yaro looked up at Heli and gestured, "Continue, bring the three mice from the control group."

In addition to water, the three mice in the control group were also fed five grams of fatty meat each day for the past two days.

Considering their body size, five grams of fat should be enough to sustain their energy needs, and there should even be a considerable surplus.

But after registering the data and calculating it, Yaro frowned slightly.

The weight differences of these three mice compared to yesterday are as follows:
1.6 grams!
10.4 grams!
1.4 grams!
—The data deviation is too large!

Yaro stepped forward and carefully examined the iron cage where the second control group mouse lived.

After a moment, he nodded knowingly and continued writing a summary on the form:

[Feeding 5 grams of fat resulted in a daily weight loss of approximately 1.5 kg. The second control mouse did not consume fat, and its cage contained a large amount of feces and numerous paw prints, indicating a stress response. Its data is completely unreliable, and it may be necessary to replace it with a new mouse.]

As he wrote this, Yaro couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Next, we'll look at the results from the experimental group.

What could it be?

Is the white fuzz a stimulant, or a super energy bar that can be absorbed quickly?

Without Yaro needing to remind her, Heli had already tossed a lively, large brown rat into the cage of the scales.

567!

With just a glance, Yaro's brain quickly calculated a result.

19!

Because these mice were fed white fuzz, Yaro paid more attention to them and unknowingly memorized their weights. This particular mouse had weighed only 548 grams yesterday.

It's 19 grams heavier!
This mouse gained 19 grams of weight despite being fed only 5 grams of white downy hairs and water each day!
Does this mean that mass is no longer subject to conservation?
The next chapter will be tomorrow morning. Goodnight everyone.

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