Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 202 A Weird Experimental Accident
After saying goodbye to Mr. Son of Fire, who was still in shock and muttering nonsense, Harvey took Wayne and Tommy to the wizard kingdom of Daus via the continental teleportation array.

However, he did not follow Fer Holden's advice and contact his family relatives in the Union branch in Daeus. Instead, he chose to cooperate with the closely related Dragonstone Chamber of Commerce, followed their caravan to secretly leave Daeus, and went straight to Jackdaw Town on the border of Saint Varen, where he met Pierce, who had been waiting in the warehouse, and the dozens of bloodline warriors he brought with him.

"Sir, it seems that things are going very smoothly in Alaye. I never expected you to return so soon..."

Harvey nodded and without waiting a moment boarded the war beast vehicle hidden in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

The familiar homeland of the southern border countries that had nurtured him for more than twenty years was no match for the isolated pioneer territory in the north in Harvey's eyes. Only when he returned safely to his own territory could he truly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is there any unexpected situation in the territory during my absence this week?"

Pierce quickly responded, "No, both the military and the municipal government are carrying out their work in an orderly manner, except..."

He opened and closed his mouth several times, with a strange expression as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Harvey frowned and said, "Except for what? Territory defense and municipal work are all fine. Could it be that there's a problem with the tunnel boring machine at the North Slope Base?"

There is only one alchemical behemoth transformed from the macrophage worm, but there is no other worm carrier active within a hundred miles of the pioneer territory. If it is scrapped, it will undoubtedly be a serious blow to Harvey.

"Hmm... It wasn't the tunnel boring machine at the North Slope base, it was your newly built alchemy laboratory. Master Chris, without any protective measures, actually used extremely dangerous dragon flame powder during his experiments... resulting in a violent explosion in the lab..."

"What? He was experimenting with dragon flame powder? And without any protective measures?" Harvey stood up suddenly, almost hitting his head on the metal roof of the war beast. "Is Chris still alive? What are the casualties?"

Pierce replied with a hint of doubt, "Luckily, Mr. Chris returned to the lab late last night after finishing a day's work and performed the dangerous operation alone. There wasn't any apprentice to assist him at the time..."

Harvey felt slightly relieved. Not only Chris himself, but also those alchemy apprentices as young as him were the technical backbone of various industrial positions in the future of the territory. If any of them were killed, he would be embarrassed to ask Mr. Man in the Mirror for more people. You know, it takes nearly ten years to train an alchemy apprentice from enlightenment to entry.

After ordering everyone to speed up and return to the territory, Harvey didn't even have time to go back to the castle to rest, so he rushed directly to the alchemy laboratory next to the territory's medical hospital, finally feeling relieved.

The explosion did not seem as serious as imagined. At least the laboratory walls built with cement did not collapse. Only the ventilation and lighting louvers installed on the walls and ceiling had their glass shattered.

Several dusty alchemy apprentices rushed to Harvey's side, crying in panic, "My Lord, how is Mr. Chris? I heard he's seriously injured. Is his life in danger?"

The guards stopped these poor children who were like headless flies and prevented them from venturing into the messy laboratory in order to rescue precious alchemical materials. Although the fire caused by the explosion had been extinguished, the remaining dangerous substances were still unknown time bombs.

"Chris was carried out of the fire by night patrol officers who heard the loud explosion... He's still alive, but..." Pierce's tone dropped a little at this point, "His left arm and both legs... were severed on the spot. He was taken to the infirmary, where Mr. Egno performed surgery personally, and he barely managed to survive."

Harvey said in a deep voice, "As long as he's alive, it's fine. Even if his limbs were blown off, Egno could use his healing magic to reattach them. It's not a big problem..." Inspector Yurio, who was on duty at the scene and maintaining order, came over and whispered, "Sir, I sent officers into the lab and searched for a long time, but we couldn't find Chris's remains! Could it be... that they were blown to pieces?"

Harvey choked up, sighed, and shook his head, "Forget it, let's go straight to the infirmary. Let me check on Chris."

……

Alchemist Chris Bird lay wounded in the hospital's solitary treatment room, his body wrapped in various healing dressings developed by Egno. He looked like a broken rag doll.

His face was a bloody mess, and the area burned by the dragon flames almost covered half of his face. One of his eyes was directly blinded by the splashing fragments of the explosion, and he had just completed the surgery to remove the broken eyeball.

The left arm was severely injured, with only the upper arm remaining, and both legs were missing from the knees down.

If it weren't for the nature spellcaster Egno who tried his best to save him, even if he hadn't been burned to charcoal at the explosion site, the bleeding and subsequent wound infection would have almost tortured him to death quickly.

Chris had just taken painkillers and fell asleep not long ago. Harvey was anxious to ask him about the cause of the accident, so he turned and walked into Egno's lounge.

"Without finding the shattered limbs, saving his life isn't difficult. However, if I want him to be as energetic and healthy as before and continue working, I'm afraid I can only... use soul stitching and alchemical prosthetic limb transplantation."

Harvey nodded, feeling he had no other choice. He frowned and complained, "Chris is clearly a legitimate alchemist from the Quinn family. How could he be so reckless and careless? Not only was he conducting experiments alone late at night, but he also didn't take any protective measures..."

Even a chief high-level alchemist like Mr. Mirrorman knew that once entering the alchemy laboratory, at least two brothers should conduct experiments together to take care of each other, and take the most complete protective measures in advance.

Egno chuckled bitterly. "Most research mages and alchemists who die in their own laboratories are overly confident in their own experimental procedures and predictions of results. It's probably like what you often say—those who drown in glacial rivers are usually strong swimmers..."

He was dragged out of his warm bed last night and rushed back to the hospital to treat Chris. He almost used up all the magic power in his body to release healing spells and almost fell into magic exhaustion. Although he took a lot of recovery potions, he still felt very weak.

Thinking of this, the hybrid elf couldn't help but complain, "Mr. Chris is such an experimental madman! His hands and feet were blown off. After I gave him a precious life-saving potion, the first thing he said when he woke up was that I shouldn't sew up his broken limbs at all. I wanted to perform alchemical prosthetic limb transplants on him, saying it was killing two birds with one stone..."

The black tea that Harvey had just drunk spurted out with a "puff".

Egno continued to chatter, "I didn't expect Mr. Chris to be so optimistic. He doesn't mind his severe disability at all. Alchemists are indeed people with strong wills...tsk tsk tsk."

(End of this chapter)