The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 67: Holy Tree Elf Pompom
Entering the secret fragment, you are greeted by a vibrant floral scent.

Richard looked around. The entire secret fragment was about 300 square meters in size and in the shape of a hemisphere. The sky was several hundred meters above the ground, and the ground was covered with tiny flowers. At the edge of the secret realm, a layer of black barrier protected the fragment from being torn apart by the turbulent flow of space.

"The magic level is about twice that of the wizarding world, but much lower than the dean's secret space. The temperature is around 26 degrees, and the humidity is about 40 percent. The air composition is not similar to that of the wizarding world, and there are no harmful ingredients. Other than that..." Richard evaluated the secret fragments by feel, and then turned his gaze to the particularly large flower bud in the center of the bush.

He walked forward and poked the bud gently.

The bud opened, and a white ball of fluff with transparent wings flew out of it.

"Is this... a flower fairy?"

Richard tried to communicate with the ball of fluff using his mental power, but all he got was a feeling of fear.

"Don't eat me!" Fluffball sent a mental wave to Richard, "I'm very useful!"

Richard stroked his chin. Did he look like some kind of demon?

But he didn't know that this ball of fluff saw the world not through vision, but through life perception.

In its perception, Richard, the wizard apprentice who performed blood alchemy, was no different from a stitched monster.

"Tell me your usefulness." Richard communicated with his mental power.

"I can... I can do a lot of things! I can make the flowers grow better and bloom more abundantly. I can also... and more..."

For a moment, Fluffball didn't know how to convince the stitched monster in front of him.

It is just the lowest-level flower elf among the elves, and its only ability is to ripen flowers and provide nectar to the noble elves.

But the monster in front of me is obviously a carnivore!
Feeling the ball of fluff trembling, Richard was a little confused.

Although he did have the idea of ​​dissecting the ball of fluff in his mind, before that he would also have to conduct long-term behavioral observations and some non-life-threatening tests.

Who would start by dissecting a single sample?

"Hehehe, what's the point of ripening flowers! Besides flowers, what else can you ripen?"

Richard suddenly laughed strangely and pretended to be ferocious.

"Ripen other things? Yes! I can ripen many things. Except the holy tree, I can ripen everything else!" said the ball in panic.

The monster in front of me is indeed not interested in nectar!
"Then prove it to me."

Richard took out an Egla grass seed from his pocket and put it on the ground. If this ball of fluff could ripen, he would be rich.

The ball of fluff flew twice above the seed, and a subtle wave of magic was transmitted into Richard's perception.

"Huh? This little thing actually uses raw magic power just like a wizard." Richard said in surprise.

According to wizards' records, when most creatures in the astral realm use magic power, the nature of the magic power will change based on their bloodline or soul, giving the power various strange effects.

And it is really rare that this little thing in front of me can actually utilize primitive magic power.

A flash of heat flashed through Richard's heart.

If this was not the only one he had, he would have dissected it and made a specimen right now.

As the magic fluctuation ended, Richard suddenly found a crack on the seeds on the ground, and a tender green sprout emerged from it.

"Look! I didn't lie to you!"

The mental fluctuations of the ball of fluff were a little weak, as if it took a lot of effort to ripen the food.

"It did ripen, but that's not enough!"

Richard continued to laugh strangely, which scared the ball so much that its wings almost stopped and it fell to the ground.

"What do you want?"

Richard's eyes flashed with cunning, and he took out a slave contract from his pocket. "Sign it, and I won't eat you."

"...Really?" The pompom fell on the contract. "How do I sign this?"

"Just use your mental fluctuations to leave a mark."

"...Okay! I've signed it, but you have to keep your promise!"

The ball used mental fluctuations to leave a mark on the contract, and Richard also signed his name on the contract.

In a blink of an eye, the parchment scroll burned to ashes, and an invisible force built a bridge between Richard and the pompom.

The contract is established!

"It will be easy once the contract is signed. From today on, you are my gardener, and your task is to ripen these seeds I planted."

Hearing Richard's words, Fluffball felt relieved, as it had saved its life. It didn't know what the gardener meant, but it was ripening the seeds.

That's what it did before.

"Okay, as long as you don't eat me!"

Richard nodded in satisfaction: "Good! Very energetic! Now I will give you a name, and you will be called Fluff Ball from now on."

"Yes, my name will be Rongqiu from now on!" Rongqiu responded with the same excitement.

As the lowest kind of flower elf, it has no name; names are only for the nobility.

And Richard actually gave it a name!
It was obvious that Fluffball's brain was not enough. It had forgotten that Richard had threatened it just now, and now it actually began to like Richard a little.

"Hey, Pom-Poms. I have a name!"

Richard planted a few Egla grass seeds he collected in the secret realm on the ground. Although the fluff balls can ripen the Egla grass, it is still unknown whether it can grow in the environment of the secret realm fragments.

Then Richard asked the ball a lot of questions, including the name of its species, its history, social structure, and how to reproduce. The ball's intelligence was not high, and its answers were often off-topic. It took Richard more than an hour to ask all these questions.

Richard learned from Fluffball that it came from a race called the Holy Tree Elves. This race practiced a feudal system, and Fluffball was the lowest-level flower elf among the Holy Tree Elves. It was usually responsible for growing flowers and collecting nectar, which was roughly equivalent to an old farmer in human society.

The reproduction of the holy tree elves is asexual. During their life course, they will split into several seeds. When these seeds are planted in the soil, an elf flower will grow, and the holy tree elves will stay inside it.

What’s amazing is that although the Holy Tree Elves are not very intelligent, their memories can be inherited.

The seed separated from an elf will inherit all of its memories. These memories will be sealed in the early stages, and after the Holy Tree Elf reaches adulthood, these memories will be unlocked and used by the Holy Tree Elf in the form of an information library.

If a sacred tree spirit learns a certain skill, then its offspring will also have this skill.

This function makes the society of the Holy Tree Elves very rigid. Low-level elves are forbidden to come into contact with the "magic" of other elves with different divisions of labor, and any elf who uses magic that is not in line with their status will be sentenced to death.

A nobleman is always a nobleman, and an old farmer is always an old farmer.

After asking for knowledge, Richard left the secret realm fragment.

The number of holy tree elves is too small, and it seems that they can't play any big role at the moment.

But the future is promising.

Wizards do not fight for the great wizard without reward. As long as they have made great contributions, it is easy to obtain a piece of land from another world.

And since this holy tree elf can ripen plants, he might be able to build up a stable income from magic stones by growing medicinal herbs in the future.

Wizards have a long lifespan, and long-term benefits far outweigh short-term benefits.

　Thanks to Tong Shao III, Black Legend, and Li Yunlong for their monthly tickets

　　
　
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