Wizard: Starting with Symbiosis with Algae

[Selected: Enriched Gut Microbiota (y)]

[Whether they coexist]

【Enriched Gut Microbiota (y): Includes Escherichia coli, Staphylococcus aureus, Clostridium butyricum, Ackermannii, Bifidobacterium...】

[Due to the large number of bacterial flora characteristics, only the comprehensive analysis reveals their impact on core human characteristics.]

[1. Regulates immunity and alleviates inflammation caused by magic overload (Note: Symptoms Ruby experienced when overusing Wizard's Hand).]

2. Competitive Repulsion Between Pathogenic Bacteria and Magic Contaminants

3. Fermentation produces acid, slightly optimizing the environment for magic absorption.

Lynn scanned the panel prompts.

It's good; the ability to resist unwanted bacteria is improved, and the utilization rate of food is also increased, so the effect is quite noticeable.

It's right in every way.

just

Lynn blinked

What's going on with this E. coli?

It gives me the feeling of eating smoky snacks on the streets of India.

The presence of E. coli means the medication is clean and hygienic. But Staphylococcus aureus isn't much better; it's a frequent cause of infection.

Therefore, with so many added ingredients, the gut microbiota in this supplement should have some side effects for the average person.

He turned off the panel and looked up at Joe.

"Joe, these supplements of yours don't seem very safe."

Joe was leaning against the edge of the stone cart, one hand supporting the stump of his broken leg, the other rummaging through a box of supplements.

Hearing Lynn's words, he quickly retorted:

"The medicine has been around for so many years, and it's always been like this."

"It's good enough that there's anything to drink; its price is only one-sixth of the regular product."

"What's wrong with you, Lynn?"

It turned out to be a small workshop

"no."

"Would you like one?"

Lynn hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand, much to Ruby's confusion.

"Come."

Joe drank without hesitation, his expression unchanged. Lynn watched him and followed suit.

The bacterial liquid has a slightly sour taste when you put it in your mouth.

Then, a slight wheezing sensation rose from his abdomen, as if his intestines were alive.

[Promoting bowel movement]

[The Magic-Enriched Gut Microbiota (y) is helping you cleanse your gut contents containing magical residue...]

[Magic +0.001]

A new notification popped up on the panel.

Lynn felt a slight, gurgling movement deep in his lower abdomen, along with a negligible increase in magical power.

[Magic +0.001]

That's quite a lot, no matter how you look at it.

However, he knew that this increase in magic power didn't happen every day; the increase he was receiving now was the result of his accumulation over many days.

He opened his eyes and saw Qiao staring at him with a curious look.

"Does it taste good? People who drink this medicine for the first time usually experience diarrhea. What do you think?"

"It's alright. It tastes pretty good."

Lynn handed the empty test tube back to him.

"Then, let's go."

Joe stuffed the empty test tube back into the supplement box, braced himself on the stone slab with his elbows, and laboriously straightened himself out of position.

...

It's still raining.

Lynn and his two companions went downstream.

The worms drag their carts in the river, their abdominal legs no longer needing to fight against the force of the water; instead, they can conserve energy by taking advantage of the current.

The waterway was very fast downstream, and the journey was completed in 5 hours. The speed was almost twice as fast as when going upstream.

When they reached a calmer section downstream, they remounted the wheels, switched back to land mode from waterway, and continued traveling for a full half day.

Two worms died from internal strife over mating rights. That's not unusual.

After all, worms will trigger reproductive behavior when the temperature drops suddenly, and if there are too many males confined in the small space of the vehicle frame, they are likely to fight.

By the time Lynn discovered it, the two worms were already entangled and had suffered fatal wounds.

Waste is not an option.

Ruby started a fire and roasted the worm.

The roasted worm meat doesn't have a strong fishy smell, and its texture is somewhere between shrimp and chicken breast.

Joe frowned as he tasted the food that Lynn and the others had said was the best.

"Damn, this tastes like roasted Dick. Is this what you guys usually eat?"

Ruby complained:

"This is pretty good. Let's replenish our energy as soon as possible, Joe."

The original plan was to return to the spaceship wreckage to collect more parts and supplies.

But Joe had already taken the most crucial items with him before heading downstream: the airship core, a supplement kit, and alchemy tools.

Since the most valuable supplies are already on the vehicle, there is no need to detour back to the plateau.

After resting, the group drove off again, and the vehicle continued to move slowly forward.

..

A day later, the experimental station finally came into view.

Lynn stood on the frame, four flying rods hovering around it as he watched the familiar, crooked outline rise from the horizon.

He just felt great. Extremely great. Although the problem wasn't solved yet, he gained a lot this time.

A seed called escape has already sprouted in his heart.

Ruby, unwilling to give up, tried connecting the communication terminal several more times, but the result was the same: the communication equipment's transmission efficiency was insufficient, coupled with slight wear and tear.

The terminal was completely unusable, so she simply handed it to Joe and plunged into the worm breeding area to start counting the newly molted cilia from the past few days.

As the weather gets colder, these hairs become more valuable than the worm meat itself.

With Joe's help, worm cilia can be used as materials for complex processing, such as twisting ropes, pressing them into insulating pads, or making clothing.

This will help them survive.

Joe then moved himself to the worktable. His method was quite undignified. He used both hands to support himself on the ground, sliding himself down from the truck bed, and then, with the help of the wizard's hand, dragged himself to the worktable.

He didn't complain, nor did he ask anyone for help.

He believed that it was best for him to support himself.

Lynn stood beside him and watched for a while.

Joe's alchemy skills were very efficient.

He performed a "small decomposition technique," and the material cracked open along its weakest point.

Small-scale decomposition is a fundamental skill in decomposition; the cleaner the cut, the stronger the bond during subsequent synthesis.

His leg was cut off in the same way back then; you wouldn't dare do that if you didn't have enough confidence.

He then used "minor synthesis" to fuse two materials with different properties together.

With his left hand he held a piece of lightweight alloy salvaged from the wreckage of an airship, and with his right hand he twirled a small tuft of hairs taken from a worm. The two materials permeated each other at their contact surfaces under the influence of magic.

He created the soft, magically transmissible lines.

That wasn't all. To repair the communication equipment, he would occasionally stop his spells and lean over to fiddle with the small parts and materials in the wooden bucket.

Lynn had just finished checking the nearest large blue-light algae and confirmed that their numbers had doubled. He was about to casually drag the worms to eat some grass and check on the potato seedlings.

There was movement in the small black box on Joe's side.

"Reclamation Hotline. Connected."

"To conquer a planet, press 1; to apply for a civilian wizard assistant, press 2; to manage/lease territory, press 3..."

"...For lending services, please press 4. For cultural invasion/information warfare services, please press 5..."