My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 258: There's no hope. Just wait to die.

Although the situation developed somewhat unexpectedly, the outcome was positive.

This man, whom even the old-fashioned Flam calls an alchemy master, may look young on the outside, but he is actually three hundred years old in his heart. He is indeed a kind and warm-hearted person.

She didn't even ask who Roland was or why he was in this state before agreeing to help him find a solution.

Although after conducting some checks, Roland realized that the other party probably didn't mean any harm.

The other party seemed to be treating him more like some rare experimental subject for research.

Well... after all, she's an alchemist. If she really helps Roland without asking for anything in return or with any ulterior motive, then Roland would be a little flustered.

After using a bunch of instruments to examine Roland and putting him into all sorts of strange devices for testing, Roland's illusions about alchemists were somewhat shattered.

As expected... even masters of bio-alchemy still need to learn some engineering techniques.

Otherwise, these instruments could not have been manufactured.

Although Roland didn't spend much time with Toran, he was still able to distinguish the quality of these instruments.

Although it is a testing instrument produced by the Empire, its internal components have been modified, and only its appearance is consistent with the original.

This master craftsman's hands-on skills are surprisingly strong.

Fortunately, Kalia didn't choose to come along. Instead, she followed her heart and helped the villagers clean up the ruins after the disaster, and also helped cut down some trees to rebuild their houses.

Shadow Blade, Shadow Spear, Shadow Giant... In short, Kalia quickly transformed into Foreman Kalia and began to work on the mortar, building a house like building blocks under the astonished gazes of the villagers.

I wonder how far she is now.

While waiting for Russell to give him his diagnosis, Roland thought about it rather idly.

Currently, he remains relatively optimistic.

After all, during the test, Master Russell kept nodding and never shook his head or gave him any strange expressions.

Although the other person is not a doctor, a rough conversion should not be a big problem.

All you need to do is strengthen your physical body through the amazing bio-alchemy!
I wonder if this master will agree to let me become his apprentice and learn some bio-alchemy.

After learning it, is this skill listed in the system panel under the "Skills" or "Arts" tab?
Although the system rewards you with skill points, skill points can only be used to enhance spells, not to upgrade "skills".

Otherwise, I would have maxed out my basic alchemy skills long ago.

Just as Roland was lost in thought, Russell walked out of a cubicle in the laboratory with a stack of reports in his hand.

Not very tall, a head shorter than Kalia, but far superior to Flam, Master Russell focused his gaze on Roland with his lake-green eyes, which were similar to Roland's.

"There is no hope, just wait to die."

"Eat whatever you want."

"Go wherever you want to go and have fun as soon as possible."

"Hmm... I'll keep it a secret from your girlfriend, don't worry. I'll tell everyone that you have no health problems."

Roland: “???”

"Doctor, no, master, I think I can still be saved, right?"

Russell sighed, "I really didn't want to let such a good experimental subject like you go."

"But it is what it is."

Then the master took out a stack of complicated data tables, pointed to a line of data and said, "I know you can't understand it, so I'll summarize it for you."

"Your body is like it's been forcibly glued together."

"Normally, it doesn't affect me, and I can even use some simple techniques without any problems."

"But... once you do anything to try to strengthen your body, your current body will be just like this glass."

As he spoke, Russell conjured a glass with a flash of light in his hand and then threw it on the ground.

The sound of shattering quickly reached Roland's ears, followed by Russell's conclusion: "Shattered. This is your end."

"And it's very likely to break just like this cup."

"The intensity of your soul and spiritual consciousness is a bit too high."

"It far exceeds the strength that a sixth-circle mage should possess."

“Even some warriors at the ninth-ring legendary level might not have your strength.”

"This is also why your physical body is in this state."

"Indeed, I know why you came to see me."

"Bio-alchemy can indeed strengthen the body by implanting circuits, using external magic circuits and rune imprints."

"That's right, it is theoretically feasible."

"But the guy who gave you the advice is definitely a mediocre person with only a superficial understanding of bio-alchemy."

"This guy is being too presumptuous. He hasn't considered the difficulty of this matter at all."

"Whether it's implanting circuits or inscribing runes on implanted circuits to amplify the body."

"Each one of them was a matter of life and death."

"Once this behavior starts, it's impossible to stop."

"If any accident occurs along the way, at best Xiao Yuan will go berserk and become paralyzed."

"At worst, it could explode on the spot like fireworks, and it might even blow up my laboratory."

"This is still done on a normal person." "Given your current physical condition, if you were to undergo the above procedures..."

"That's no less difficult than finding a glass of water that I poured into the stormy ocean an hour ago."

"Absolutely impossible."

"Any attempt to manipulate your body will cause immediate damage to your body."

"The being that extended your life is extremely powerful, almost forcibly binding your body together with pure magic."

"But this is just a drop in the ocean."

After Russell finished speaking, he looked at Roland, whose expression hadn't changed much, and asked, "You don't seem surprised?"

“Ha, after all, I had already heard some of these conclusions before I arrived.” Roland then laughed: “Master, I have a question for you, and I would be sure to answer it.”

"No problem. Go ahead and ask."

"Are you confident that you can successfully implant the circuit?"

“No.” Russell shook his head decisively: “Back then, when I implanted the circuits into myself, I conducted hundreds of experiments on a cloned body to find the method with the highest success rate before finally using it on my own body.”

"For an ordinary person, this would be equivalent to dying hundreds of times."

Roland sighed: "Then may I ask... will this plan be effective? I mean, if it succeeds, will it solve my problem?"

"Of course. It's rare to find someone who's willing to risk their life after hearing bad news."

Russell continued to explain: "Circuit implantation, as it's called, doesn't actually involve implanting a foreign object."

"To be more precise and rigorous, it is to spread something similar to a spell pattern to all parts of the body in the form of a concept through the circulation of small-source magic power within the body."

"Based on this, we will achieve resonance with the Great Source of Magic."

"If outsiders are allowed to carry out the task, the success rate is actually not high."

"So if you really want to try... you can learn some of it on your own."

"As for rune inscription, I can provide the runes, but the same applies to the inscription part; it is most reliable if the person in question does it themselves."

"So...would you like to study biological alchemy, young man? It's a very promising field!"

Roland's expression became quite interesting as he watched Russell suddenly adopt a sales pitch.

He began to doubt whether what this guy had said before was true.

All the previous groundwork was laid to get Roland to learn biological alchemy from her.

Well, although he originally wanted to learn it anyway.

Seemingly sensing the doubt in Roland's eyes, Russell patted his secondary sexual characteristics as he sat at the same table as Floram: "Don't worry, I, Paracelsus, haven't told a single lie before!"

"It's not that I don't want to help you with these troublesome things."

"It's not that I'm afraid of messing things up and having those guys behind you come knocking on my door, which would just cause a lot of trouble."

"It's not that I couldn't find any students to pass on my amazing wisdom, so I had to make up a half-true, half-false story to trick you into becoming my disciple!"

Roland: "..."

Didn't you just say it all out loud?!

So all that going through all that trouble was just to avoid responsibility and incidentally find the students?!
Is it really that difficult to recruit students for the bio-alchemy major?

Roland clearly thinks this industry has a bright future.

Could it be because it's not making money?
really……

Someone who can get along with Flam shouldn't be presumed to be some kind of noble and virtuous master.

Every single one of the long-lived individuals in this world is not the kind of strong person that most humans perceive them to be.

Well, I did have the idea of ​​becoming an apprentice anyway... so I might as well learn it. More skills mean more opportunities.

Moreover, if it's a single lineage passed down from master to disciple, I should be able to learn quite a few legendary forbidden techniques, right?

I wonder if there's anything like the Philosopher's Stone.

Anyway, the professors at the academy are planning to refine this thing.

Roland sighed: "Alright... Master Paracelsus, from now on, I am your student."

When will classes begin?

"Ah, you really agreed?" Russell was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "That's great!"

"You can talk about studying later, after you finish reading the introductory course! You have seven days!"

"Don't worry, I've examined your body. As long as you don't mess around, you're quite stable. Seven more days won't make a difference."

"I feel you'll be an unparalleled genius in this field! You'll definitely master it before your body collapses!"

"Oh, by the way, if you've resolved your problem, could you introduce me to the powerful figure behind you?"

Looking at Russell, who had such a mercenary appearance, Roland suddenly felt that Toland's image was still quite noble.

Physical appearance aside, he is indeed a learned researcher.

As for Russell... her financial situation is probably not very good, and she's also struggling to build connections.

It's really strange. Surely such an old monster who has lived for so long should have at least some old friends he knows, if not friends all over the world?

Roland sighed, recalling Elena's almost confirmed identity, and said, "I can make an introduction, but you might not want to meet her then."

(End of this chapter)