Wizard: Starting with Symbiosis with Algae

Time flies when the senses are at ease.

Happiness, as its name suggests, is that simple.

Lynn loosened the stone at the bottom of the hot spring, and a string of bubbles gurgled and rose upwards.

With the help of the algae's buoyancy, his body rose slowly towards the lake surface like a reed.

The moment the water broke, cold, damp air rushed into his nostrils, and he felt a chill on the back of his head as he exhaled a white mist from his lungs.

He raised his head and laughed triumphantly.

It's exhilarating, no words are needed.

The wasteland was still the same wasteland, except for a distant mountain; the coastline was still the same coastline, except for the reddish-brown sand and the white foam pushed up by the sea, rising and falling.

Nothing has changed except that he is different from the person he used to be.

He has undergone a qualitative change.

Lynn

【Power 2.0】

【Agility 2.0】

Endurance 1.8

After absorbing enough nutrients, his body was meticulously sculpted, with smooth and precise lines, like an ancient hero who stepped out of an ancient Greek sculpture.

Full, powerful

It's never been better!

Having spawned two flying sticks, he has gained the ability to fight three flying sticks head-on.

Lynn stood on the white stone, hands on her hips, unclothed, sighing.

"I lack nothing!"

Lynn had reason to be arrogant.

With both strength and agility surpassing 2.0, describing him as a mini-Superman wouldn't be an exaggeration.

The food problem was almost solved, and he even managed to have two flying sticks.

If you follow the method from this morning and catch a few more of them, even multiple flying rods, they won't be a match for him.

What else is there to worry about?

"Hahaha!"

Lynn laughed loudly, his laughter echoing far and wide across the empty coastline.

He walked naked across the wilderness.

The world is at his feet.

That's all there is to it.

Lynn is now unafraid of any challenge.

Hahaha!

It would be great if there were some more thunderstorms.

Perhaps to remind him, a cold wind suddenly swept across the sea. The wind skimmed low over the water and blew right into his feverish head.

He choked on the cold air.

cold.

It's so cold it's making my skin numb.

Lynn's legs trembled, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

All the lofty ambitions I had just felt were blown away by this gust of wind.

Lynn immediately squatted down, grabbed his underwear and shirt, and hurriedly put them on. After he was dressed, he stood up straight and solemnly gazed at the sky.

Ok.

Nature is right.

He twisted his waist and struggled to pull on his trousers.

Apprentice Lynn, be humble.

You are just an apprentice.

They should be apprentices of wizards, or better yet, apprentices of nature.

……

On the shore, Lynn pulled on the tow rope again.

Because of the hail and the rotation of worms, some worms have not eaten for two days. The cold weather slows down the movement of ordinary worms, which further reduces their feeding rate.

They lay on the shore, their mouthparts slowly grinding the fungal carpet.

Lynn patted one of the heads.

"Hurry up, everyone."

"There's no time to take it slow."

Fortunately, the reduction was quite limited due to the combined threat of the flying stick and Lynn.

But as soon as Lynn stopped watching them, they immediately changed their tune.

Those gray-blue bodies began to inch their way toward the sea, all wanting to get closer to the hot springs by the sea.

Who wouldn't want to soak in a hot spring in winter? As for food? Let's soak for a while first.

That won't do.

If Lynn doesn't eat properly, she won't have anything to eat.

Being a plant is certainly nice, but being a human being with food to eat is much more fulfilling.

Lynn will never forget that the deliciousness of potatoes is based on these worms obediently growing flesh.

Lynn caused giant blue-light algae to grow from his skin, enveloping his entire body.

Under the protection of the blue-light algae, the two flying rods regained their vitality, their electric light reflecting off the algal light.

Unfortunately, they cannot mate.

The ordinary worms also moved along with Lynn.

They were driven by the flying sticks and attracted by Lynn.

Lynn took two steps forward, and the worms crawled forward a few steps; two flying rods came up from the side, a flash of electricity, and the worms panicked and squeezed forward a few more steps.

Lynn didn't need to utter a single word throughout the entire process; all he needed to do was have the two symbiotic flying rods leisurely hovering behind him, their keratinous teeth gleaming coldly. He himself radiated the heat of the blue-light algae.

When the worms approached the flying stick, the stick would press against them, its mouthparts slightly open, as if about to take a bite. The worms would then hurriedly move away, swarming in groups in another direction.

Lynn watched this scene and had an idea.

If the distance is too far, it should be feasible to have the flying stick herd the livestock for him.

At that time, he will be the savior of the worms, and the flying stick will be his sheepdog.

Because it was left to its own devices, a flying stick almost snagged a worm.

Lynn raised his hand to shoo it away. The flying stick sullenly withdrew its head and stopped moving completely.

But Lynn thought about it and realized that wasn't right either.

God is merciful. He cannot allow his sheepdog to go without food.

Symbiosis is a two-way street; he can expend physical effort, but wouldn't it be better if they could forage for themselves?

But having flying sticks eat the algae on his body and then convert it into energy is a bit like taking off your pants to fart.

He couldn't bear to eat ordinary worms either.

He stared at the two flying sticks for a few seconds, and that was it.

Why not just eat a completely vegetarian diet?

Aren't there tons of vegetables on this beach?

He spoke seriously about the two flying sticks.

"In fact, the people who fly sticks have always been herbivores."

He pointed to the group of gray-blue worms that were engrossed in eating the powder.

"Go ahead and start eating."

As if hypnotized, the two flying rods suddenly flashed with electricity and rushed towards the unaware fungal carpet on the beach.

……

Back at the testing station, Lynn watched as the two vegan flying rods ate their fill and were very satisfied.

Their bellies were slightly swollen as they lazily lay on the corner of the table. What pleased Lynn even more was that they were brewing new high-energy soil.

It is gradually transforming into a substance with a more concentrated magical power.

Ruby had already been bandaged; the white gauze was wrapped from her ankle all the way down to her calf in a knot that wasn't very pretty but was quite sturdy.

She pressed the edge of the bandage with her palm to make sure it was just the right tightness.

"The rescue should be ready today," she said. "Normally, they'll communicate with us once. We'll keep a close eye on things tonight."

Lynn nodded.

"it is good."

"By the way, Lynn, how did you tame those flying sticks? How were you so efficient?"

Lynn wanted to say

Passion, talent, and hard work

But to avoid Ruby getting angry, he humbly said...

"luck."

Ruby pouted, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

There was nothing Lynn could do.

……

On the other side, aboard the Icarus shuttle-shaped airship.

Joe leaned back in his seat as the airship took off.

He thought of the countless predecessors who had gone to the universe...

Those most brilliant deeds are known to everyone in the wizarding world.