Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 379 Application Report
"Master Roy, before you leave, do you need to tell the nun?"

After listening to Roy's declaration, Atidiya reminded.

"Logically speaking, we should fulfill our duty as friends, but at this critical juncture, it's better not to cause any unnecessary trouble."

Roy hesitated for a moment and replied.

"Oh, you are such a heartless fellow!"

Planjie couldn't help but complain.

"Flirting with a nun and then running away will upset her."

Roy simply ignored the dark elf.

It is definitely not wise for an immortal species with a lifespan of hundreds or thousands of years to fall in love with a mortal with a lifespan of only a few decades.

He is not a romantic man like Wizard Whilt. He is only interested in the nun's soul.

……

"Dear leader of the organization, with extreme caution and trepidation, I boldly beg for some alchemical materials.

All of this will be used to assess the works and refine the fire bronze statues.

The craftsmanship of making bronze statues is extremely complex, requiring repeated tempering and meticulous carving. The slightest mistake will result in all the previous work being wasted...

Before that, it was even necessary to build several test models, which could be damaged in battle, sunk, or scrapped at any time...

I am fully aware that this project is extremely expensive, and given my current financial situation, I am afraid that I will not be able to support it throughout the entire process. However, if I can get the support of the organization, I will do my best to live up to the high expectations..."

Under the moonlight, a reindeer sleigh galloped through the air, walking on an invisible light road like a rainbow bridge.

Roy was heading towards the Snow Castle.

On the way, he reclined in his seat, muttering to himself, pondering, and revising the manuscript.

The magic feather pen floated in the air and wrote and drew on the paper according to his wishes.

Beside him, the black cat Domi was massaging his shoulders, his chubby little paws stepping on them comfortably.

Atidiya squatted beside him quietly and gently, looking at the handsome face of the young boy Roy, her eyes hazy, as if she was slightly drunk.

Little did he know that this handsome owner was racking his brains, trying to find a suitable reason to get a large sum of funds.

Joining an organization without raising funds...

Then wouldn’t it be a waste of time to join?
“This thing is much more difficult than ordinary witchcraft and various occult rituals.

No, in a sense...

By writing applications, reports, and begging for research funding...

This is the "Great Wishing Technique"!

Roy had thought about it a long time ago.

You can indeed ask for materials yourself, but you have to be careful about what materials you ask for.

After much thought, precious materials such as fire copper can be made by ourselves, and there is no need to waste time asking the organization for them.

The truly highest and strongest thing, which can still be used after promotion, is still the soul.

……

"Welcome back, Lord Roy!"

After a day and night of travel, the flying car arrived at the end of the northern snow country and returned to the snow castle.

On the long cliff bridge, butler Spalding, who had learned the news, led everyone to welcome them early.

Roy got off the carriage, but didn't pay much attention to them. He went directly to the secret room and applied for inter-dimensional communication.

Soon after, Wuta accepted his application and connected to Aliphtia.

Roy submitted his application report immediately.

“Divinity… 100 million units!
Humanity...85 units!
Beastly…15 units!”

Aliphtia automatically skipped over the nearly a thousand words and grasped the core thirty or so words.

"How dare you speak!"

"I did a quick calculation and found that this is equivalent to the spiritual level of a third-level expert!"

Roy continued his story without changing his expression.

Ever since he'd acquired the Tiger Heroic Spirit, he'd had some understanding of these soul units and their corresponding value. At the very least, it would have to be the soul of a powerful being who'd raised their spiritual power or vitality to around 2500 degrees before death to possess such strength!
If you want the finished soul directly, you can't handle it yourself, so you can only break it up, take the residual soul, or even the wandering soul, and transform it into a pure spiritual unit.

"You are going to create a masterpiece!"

Aliphtia looked at him suspiciously.

What was left unsaid was, “Are you good enough for this?”

The organization actually does not lack resources. As long as it can produce the corresponding works, or even just demonstrate the corresponding potential, there will be no problem.

But, does Roy really have such strength or potential?

Roy was also considering Aliphtia's attitude. As his special envoy, supervisor, and guide, he must have certain authority.

Roy gritted his teeth.

"Sir Aliphtia, you seem to be a second-level wizard?"

He had never met the other person in person, but only communicated remotely.

"good."

Aliphtia said.

"I have the soul of a second-level creature on hand. It belongs to the leader of the temple guards from the Orc world. Please taste it..."

He was talking about the soul of Galiendis.

It is probably worth tens of thousands of spiritual units, but not more than 5.

Moreover, it is not a pure heroic spirit.

Originally, it was intended to be refined into a golem and made into a Shatlands chess piece.

But if he could make a big profit with a small investment and get some funding, he wouldn't be reluctant to do so.

When Aliphtia heard this, he was stunned.

His expression suddenly became subtle and conflicted.

……

Roy didn't know what Aliphtia was thinking.

However, after getting repeated assurances from myself that I could definitely produce a high-end masterpiece, I agreed to give it a try.

What really convinced him was the prototype apostle who appeared later.

Roy summoned it over, gave it a brief demonstration, and provided data, which was the limit of creatures on earth.

It has reached the first level, but its status is as high as the third level. The "apostle" level of artificial intelligence is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary alchemists.

Considering that Roy is only at the first level now and can create such a high-level puppet, Aliphtia seems determined to give him a chance.

Coming out of the secret room, Roy looked relaxed, thinking that he would have a good chance this time.

Even if the application report is broken, it will only be 20% to 30%.

That is also the level of a second-level heroic spirit!

He really asked for too much.

"Lord Roy!"

In the aisle, Yolanda happened to pass by with a child. When she saw him, she quickly saluted.

Roy glanced at her and found that this former pregnant woman had become more plump and mature after giving birth.

There was a maternal glow between her eyebrows and eyes. Although her waist was no longer slender, it was more charming, and she looked like a ripe peach.

But soon, he set his sights on the child Yolanda was holding.

This tiny life has weak spiritual power, but...

It has actually reached a level of about 0.5!
Magic pets can usually inherit about 1% of their master's mental power, which is caused by soul fusion.

My current mental strength has naturally increased to about 35 degrees, and the bonus given to Domi is 0.35 degrees.

That means that even if Domi was originally very spiritual, her actual level was only around 0.1.

In contrast, she actually has good talent!
Roy's heart moved slightly: "What's the name of this child, and how old is he?"

(End of this chapter)