The Witch's Wandering Alchemist's Diary

"Addiction?"

Lou Le felt a toothache upon hearing this, but after reading about the side effects, he felt it wasn't serious.

"Isn't this supposed to be a fantasy world? With mages and kobolds around, shouldn't magical radiation be everywhere?"

She frowned as she thought, glanced at the weather, and realized that it was still warm and not yet noon, so she had plenty of time before closing her eyes to feel the weather for a while.

Lou Le felt a surge of thirst within her body, and when she closed her eyes, she felt her mind reeling.

"Could it be that the mages in this world don't use magic? Is there no magical radiation in this world?"

Lou Le had a bad feeling. Would he have to endure this addictive hunger forever?

She could only turn her attention to the salvation of the talented Junk Collector.

"Only dungeons created by your own magic can contain items that can absorb magical radiation."

She looked closely at her Witch's Spring, especially the shimmering water within.

[Current Magic Power: 144]

[Every hour passes: 1]

[Recovery rate per hour: 6]

(Note: The amount of mana restored per hour will increase as the maximum mana cap increases.)

(Note: The level of addiction will gradually increase.)

"It's a mixed bag," Lou Le muttered. "I don't have to worry about the loss of magic power due to my addiction causing me to run out of magic, but my addiction will keep getting worse."

However, I now have to use my talent to randomly generate a dungeon.

Although he currently has neither the time nor the ability to explore the dungeon, he can utilize the adventurers in this town to do so.

Moreover, he wasn't afraid at all that these adventurers would take what was inside.

That was a witch's thing; I knew from the diary of a dead adventurer that this wasn't a witch's world.

Instead, it is a world called Skolo, and the language of this world is completely different from that of the witch.

I only know this because of my talent, so other people can't understand it at all! Nor can they use it.

If you have gold coins, you can pick up these things at a bargain price.

"But if I want to make money, I'll have to become an alchemist. However, I can call myself the Alchemy Witch."

She muttered to herself, her mind beginning to recall the star-gazing method.

This was the only way he could make money, and Lou Le valued it highly.

The usual process of brewing magical potions involves boiling them in a crucible, infusing the water with the medicinal properties of herbs, ores, and various other ingredients, and then blending them to unleash their mystical effects.

The stargazing method is different; it imagines the potion as a star hanging in the sky.

Various herbs are used as fuel and action curves to ignite the stars with the potion. Once the stars are ignited, the effect can be achieved regardless of what herbs are used.

In the mist, only four stars shine brightest and are closest to the origin of the potion. The other stars are needed to propel the origin of the potion and dispel the mist.

These four potions are: [Fire], [Frost], [Poison], and [Healing].

Lou Le finally felt relieved: "With these four kinds of potions, I will be able to gain a foothold in this small town. Once I have accumulated enough money, I can head to the big city."

After all, the wealthier the city, the more money you can earn.

Lou Le prepared to use magic to create a dungeon.

"The dungeon will affect the surrounding environment, and adventurers will definitely be able to find it."

"Moreover, the spellcasters here are at most at the second level, so they cannot predict that the dungeon was triggered by itself, nor is it necessary."

She used 140 magic points to create the dungeon, leaving herself with only four.

With a mysterious sense of connection, Lou Le realized that the place a few kilometers away was where his dungeon had been created.

"Adventurers can usually find places this close by."

The girl thought to herself and tried speaking a few words of the common language of this world.

Only then did he feel relieved and head towards the city.

The road was dry, with scattered weeds growing in the middle and deep ruts on both sides.

It's probably a tire track.

Lou Le reeked of fish, and his tattered robe made him look more like a beggar than a beggar himself.

There were other people on the road, mostly carrying baskets.

Their clothes were in better condition; at least they weren't tattered and were intact, barely passable. Their baskets were mostly filled with various kinds of herbs.

They must be herb gatherers.

Adventurers also exist, but their equipment is better; they at least have a cumbersome horse for carrying loads. However, they are all dressed in leather armor, and their weapons are mostly various kinds of hammers.

With a small dagger tucked at her waist, she moved with a light and agile gait.

Lou Le's pace gradually slowed down as he waited for the herb gatherers and adventurers to pass by.

Lou Le slowly lagged behind, preparing to see how these people managed to get into the city.

She was getting hungry from walking, so she crept closer to the field, intending to try and steal a few ears of wheat.

She was incredibly skilled at this; with her robe covering her face, she could easily gather a handful of wheat by simply stroking it with her hand.

But the farmers stood in the wheat field, glaring menacingly at Lou Le.

This made her extremely embarrassed, so she could only move away from the wheat field and obediently continue following along.

The only advantage of a dirt road is that it doesn't hurt your feet as much, but the downside is that you never know what might be on it.

After walking for a long time, we finally arrived at the city gate.

The town was surrounded by a low wall five meters high, and Lou Le secretly peeked inside.

The city wall appears as a single, continuous structure, with not a single gap between its layers.

Two gatekeepers stood beside the city gate, yawning and looking drowsy. However, their equipment was far superior to the adventurer's; one of them even possessed an iron breastplate.

Many adventurers were extremely envious and watched secretly.

There are no fees to pay to enter the city; you can just walk in.

Lou Le felt a little more at ease and followed the crowd inside. However, when she entered, the soldier clearly showed some disgust.

It was probably because the smell was too awful, and besides, it was a beggar.

He grumbled at Lou Le, "Once you're inside, you're not allowed on the main roads, those paved roads. You can only walk in the alleyways, to prevent your muddy body from polluting the town's appearance."

"After entering the city, follow the smoke coming from the direction of the smoke. That's where they dispose of the garbage. After rummaging through it and finding anything usable, go find the shop nearby with the broken pot hanging there. If you work hard each day, you can earn a copper coin, enough to buy a cheap black bread."

"Stop begging in the streets every day. It's disgusting how you take up so much space. You beggars only think about getting something for nothing. It's only because the magistrate and the lord here have taken pity on you that you beggars are allowed into town, do you understand?"

"Be grateful and work hard so that you can repay the kindness that the masters have shown you."

Lou Le was a little speechless, but in order to get into the city, she sincerely said, "Thank you, soldier."

However! As the saying goes, defeat breeds resentment, while victory breeds retaliatory attacks.

The situation is now beyond our control; calling on the soldiers won't hurt us!

But you just wait, once I've made it big, you'll see what happens to you.