Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

The soldiers covered the body with a white sheet and carried it away on a stretcher. Before leaving, Mo Zian handed the bloodstained letter to the lieutenant.

The lieutenant hesitated for a moment before taking the letter, glancing at it briefly, and putting it into his inner pocket. Then he gave Mo Zian a solemn salute.

Mo Zian instinctively reached out to raise his hand, but realized that he was not yet qualified, so he could only pretend to be clueless and stare blankly.

Everyone else left, leaving only Mo Zian, Gui Haishuo, and the couple Fengye.

Looking at the now empty and dilapidated courtyard, Mo Zian turned to Gui Haishuo and said, "Master, my parents still have some belongings in the cellar. Why don't you and your wife come with me?"

Gui Haishuo shook his head upon hearing this: "Child, we will not interfere with your parents' belongings."

"Aren't you coming down with me? But..." Mo Zian said, somewhat surprised.

Gui Haishuo shook his head firmly.

"Little Zian, your master's wife and I are waiting for you at the cellar entrance. If anything happens to you, I'll come down immediately... Also, here, this is for you. It's an [Ether Lamp], powered by [Ether Stone], and it can provide light."

Mo Zian took the light source, which looked like an old-fashioned flashlight, and curiously examined it for a few moments—

The original owner, Bengdouzai, was too young, and in his memory, he had little knowledge of anything related to "ether".

However, he had read some novels in his previous life, and although he had some guesses in his mind, he had a master right in front of him, so why not ask?

"Master, what is ether?" Mo Zian asked with wide eyes.

"It is a kind of energy that exists between heaven and earth."

Gui Haishuo patiently explained, "Those who can cultivate this kind of energy are called 'Awakened Ones.' There is more than one path to cultivation, and there is more than one type of 'Awakened Ones.'"

"Just like Master and Mistress? How could they not be afraid of bullets?" Mo Zian made a starry-eyed expression.

"right!"

Gui Haishuo laughed a few times, then patted Mo Zian's head and said, "However, whether you can do this or not depends on your own destiny... Alright, you should go now. Once everything is settled, I will teach you step by step."

"Um!"

Mo Zian stopped dawdling and, after learning how to use the ether lamp, went into the cellar alone.

The cellar was dark, but the cold white beam of light from the ether lamp pierced the darkness, opening a path for Mo Zian.

In "Bouncing Bean's" memory, he was always too afraid to come to the cellar, because it was not only dark down there, but there were also some strange things on the shelves around it, some of which looked very scary.

In the original owner's childhood understanding, his parents were "pharmacists" and "doctors," and his parents never told him anything special.

But as Mo Zian walked further in, he sensed that his parents in this world were probably not so simple—

The cellar wasn't very large. The bottles and jars on the shelves on both sides contained some strange things, and even looked somewhat bloody and terrifying. But he could clearly tell that these things were some kind of raw materials.

In the very center of the cellar was a set of complex equipment that Mo Zian couldn't recognize. If he had to say, it was about one-tenth similar to the chemical experimental equipment from his previous life.

On the shelf at the very front of the cellar, the top shelf held some books, while the middle and lower shelves contained several bottles of potions that appeared to be different colors.

Mo Zian didn't recognize any of them and was completely baffled by them.

Below the shelf was a simple desk, which was somewhat messy and also had a few books on it, as well as an unlit oil lamp.

"Da da da... pfft"

With a crisp clinking sound of flint, the oil lamp was lit, its bright yellow light dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Mo Zian first rummaged through the desk and found several sheets of paper that looked to be of varying ages in the drawer.

"On the 78th day of the Frost Month in the 825th year of the Guangwu reign, the situation was stable and no abnormalities were observed."

On the 68th day of the Lunar New Year in the 826th year of the Guangwu era, the initial signs of mutation were suppressed and stabilized.

On the 48th day of the frost month in the 826th year of the Guangwu reign, the medication was continued, and the patient remained stable with no abnormalities observed.

On the 48th day of the Fire month in the 827th year of the Guangwu reign, the medication was continued, and the patient remained stable with no abnormalities observed.

……

On the 48th day of the Fire month in the 832nd year of the Guangwu reign, the medication was continued, and the patient remained stable with no abnormalities observed.

Mo Zian looked at it, and for a moment he was a little confused—

This appears to be a long-term and continuous record of "treatment" or "experimentation." These records are all handwritten and seem somewhat casual, more like an unconscious act stemming from some professional habit.

Mo Zian immediately thought of himself; there were indeed some unusual things about him after he woke up, but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't match up with his own experience—

In the original owner's memory, he had always been very healthy and had hardly ever been sick. Even when he was sick and took medicine, the time recorded on this piece of paper did not match the time recorded there.

Perhaps one of his parents had some hidden illness and was undergoing treatment, but they didn't tell him when he was young and didn't understand.

This is very likely.

Setting aside the few pages of experimental records, Mo Zian continued rummaging through the things on the table. After omitting many miscellaneous items such as paper, pens, and drafts, Mo Zian found a letter at the very bottom of the bottom drawer.

The letter was unsigned and the handwriting was somewhat illegible, suggesting that the author may not have been in a particularly good mental state when writing it.

Moreover, after the large amount of writing was finished, it was all crossed out messily, making it impossible for Mo Zian to recognize, leaving only a few scattered paragraphs.

"Hello, reader:"

If you're looking for simple wealth, then you've come to the wrong place. This is a secluded little haven for two alchemists, and the materials displayed here aren't particularly valuable. If you're not an alchemist, it won't be of much use to you.

(Large areas of crossed-out text)...

If you want to pursue knowledge, we won't stop you, but you need to understand why alchemy is gradually declining. There are many reasons, and I won't be kind enough to explain them to you. You should decide for yourself.

(Large areas of crossed-out text)

The effects of the medicine left on the shelf... I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about it anymore. You can decide for yourself.

I hope you don't drink yourself to death.

(Large areas of crossed-out text)

If, and I mean if, my child, you see this letter, please forgive your parents for not being able to be by your side anymore, and for not being able to give you more help in the future.

(Large areas of crossed-out text)

Do you remember our code?

There's a hidden compartment behind the top bookshelf containing some good things we left behind that should be helpful to you.

Finally, we don't want you to learn alchemy!

This is the parents' last request!

(Large areas of crossed-out text)

treasure."

Sure enough, the letter was left by his parents in this world, but because they didn't know who would come to this cellar, the tone and manner of the letter were different.

It seems that his parents had anticipated and prepared for their current situation.

Mo Zian carefully recalled his parents and their code, and a string of numbers appeared in his mind—

Whenever "Bouncing Bean" goes out to play or knocks on the door, he and his parents would always use a secret code similar to this little game.

One side only tells half the story.

"Bouncing Bean" always matches perfectly.

Mo Zian carefully observed his surroundings, and after stepping onto the table using a stool, he could barely reach the top bookshelf.

After moving the books stacked on top, I indeed found a square hidden compartment.

Mo Zian opened the small sliding door of the hidden compartment and found that behind it was a mechanical combination lock that looked very complicated.

Mo Zian slowly dialed the numbers on the lock according to his memory.

"One, four, two, eight, five, seven."

As Mo Zian dialed the last number, a mechanical sound suddenly came from behind the hidden compartment. This mechanical sound lasted for seven seconds before disappearing, and the hidden compartment finally opened slowly.

A large bottle of silvery-white, crystalline potion and a piece of paper lay quietly in the dark compartment—the crystalline luster of the potion flowed slowly, shining like stars in the Milky Way in the darkness.

Even though Mo Zian knew nothing about alchemists, he could tell that this potion was extraordinary.

Mo Zian carefully carried the silvery-white potion down, then picked up the note and read it carefully.

He read it very carefully, almost word for word.

The cold white light of the ether lamp made his bright eyes look like a comet streaking across the night sky. After he finished reading the contents of the paper, everything seemed to be settled.

A complex and strange look flashed in Mo Zian's eyes, and then he began to rummage through the cellar.

Soon, he found an empty small bottle.

……

Outside the cellar.

Gui Haishuo stood quietly not far from the cellar entrance, while Fengye, the woman who had rescued Mo Zian from the fire, was not idle—

She did nothing else but crawled into the badly burned house and rummaged through it, eventually finding some small clothes and shoes that hadn't been burned.

There was also a stone box containing the house deeds and household registers that had not been burned.

Gui Haishuo's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh: "Hey, Madam, you're so thoughtful! In this chaos of war, otherwise the child wouldn't even have a clean set of clothes to change into."

The woman remained expressionless, setting the box aside and gazing absently at the small garment in her hands.

"lady……"

"I'm sorry," Maple Leaf suddenly said softly, her tone revealing no emotion.

"Madam, please never utter those three words again."

Gui Haishuo took a few quick steps, then gently took the hand of the person in front of him, his tone carrying an unwavering firmness and stubbornness, "Otherwise, it would have been meaningless for me to lead you through a bloody path from Chahaqin back then. I was born into a prominent family, so why did I still wander the world?"

We've been together for so many years, and the naivety and impulsiveness of our youth have long since faded. But there are still things I can't stand, and things I simply don't want to do.

Gui Haishuo sighed softly at this point, his tone slightly relaxed: "At the same time, I understand that some things can't be solved by simply being persistent..."

For me, having you by my side for life is already enough. So many people love but cannot have, and so many are caught in circumstances beyond their control. I, Gui Haishuo, am lucky... Hmm?"

Gui Haishuo lowered his head slightly and noticed a pair of bright, sparkling eyes that had appeared at the cellar entrance at some point—

Mo Zian had been standing on a ladder with his head on the cellar lid, his little hands clenched at the cellar entrance for quite some time.

I haven't lost any of the skills I learned in my previous life.

Wow, Master, you're so skilled!

The disciple has learned something.

Looking into Mo Zian's expressive eyes, Gui Haishuo almost dug his toes out of his mouth.

Upon realizing he had been discovered, Mo Zian crawled out of the cellar.

"Little Zian, you..."

"I heard everything!"

Alright, that's fine. Now we're standing on a detached villa with a basement and a garden.

"Learn from Master and Mistress, be principled, slap slap slap slap..."

Mo Zian's nagging left the couple speechless once again.

"Ahem... Well, it's good that you've learned it. It's good that you've learned it. I'm just teaching by example."

Gui Haishuo, having honed his composure through his travels, quickly regained his composure. "How's it going, Zi'an? Are you all packed?"

"All packed up."

Mo Zian nodded. "However, there are quite a lot of things downstairs. You and your master's wife should come down. I also have something similar to give to my master as a gift for my apprenticeship."