Wizard: Starting with Symbiosis with Algae

The soil on Dune Planet was red and contained almost no organic matter or the three main nutrients. Potatoes couldn't grow without fertilizer. Lynn scooped out the leachate from the compost heap and poured it spoonful by spoonful onto the prepared sand.

"As for hard work like tilling the land, of course we need to ask our human friends, the worms, for help."

Lynn selected ten smaller worms to form a pioneering team. The worms pushed through the surface of the soil and slowly burrowed into the deeper layers, crushing large chunks of rock wherever they went.

These worms, though not black, are indeed suitable for making farm tools.

Lynn looked at the vigorous worm.

He felt he was doing something great.

He is taming the wild tractors on this planet.

"Great, great. Without automated equipment, a little animal intelligence would be really nice."

The worm moved around underground for about forty minutes. The soil was turned over evenly and loosened, and almost all the large pebbles were broken up.

After confirming that the soil was in good condition, Lynn carefully pressed the potato seeds one by one into the soil, spacing them about fifteen centimeters apart and three fingers deep. She then watered the soil.

Six hours later, Lynn went to water the plants again.

The potatoes bred in the Wizarding World have sprouted, with green shoots about four centimeters tall. The leaves at the top are not yet fully unfolded, curled into a small fist.

The root system is faintly visible on the surface of the soil, with fine white root strands extending outwards along the red soil particles.

At this rate, the vines will grow well in about two days, flower buds will appear in five days, and the harvest will be ready in about eleven days.

Lynn stood at the edge of the canvas, hands on his hips, a look of fatherly satisfaction on his face.

Lynn also found a use for the remaining leachate.

Although there are no magic crystals left, there are still plenty of nutrients.

He simply lay down on the ground, one hand completely immersed in the leachate.

Powered by magic and sunlight to support photosynthesis.

In addition, there was the worm powder that had just been ingested.

His health gradually improved.

[Stamina recovering, 0.83]

..

Lying on the canvas in the afternoon was very comfortable, and the sun was warm.

Lynn didn't relax and fall asleep.

The dark gray clouds are moving in this direction at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rain began to fall.

First, a few raindrops fell on the canvas.

Endurance 0.85

Fifteen seconds later, the light rain turned into a heavy rain.

The rain pelted down heavily on the canvas and metal roof.

In less than half a minute, Lynn's clothes were soaked.

The tentacles of the blue algae fully unfurled in the rain, extending outwards in a star-shaped pattern, opening up one after another like snowflakes.

The drainage ditches on the canvas quickly filled with water, overflowing with a mixture of red mud and sand. The surface of the river was covered with dense ripples from the raindrops, and the water level was rising at a visible speed.

Lynn wiped the water off his face with his soaked sleeve, then turned and ran into the cave.

"Oh, the downpour! Damn it, Ruby, come harvest the potato sprouts!"

Ruby jumped up from in front of the microscope in a frenzy.

"This is so damn annoying! Lynn, you've brought me bad news again."

She turned her head and glanced outside the cave. The rain curtain was so thick that she couldn't see the opposite bank of the river. The bulkhead at the cave entrance was buzzing from the rain.

If this continues, Lynn's entire day's work will be for naught. If this problem isn't solved, there will be far less food available later.

She pulled on the hood of her protective suit and rushed out, wiping her face with the back of her hand, and said angrily.

"I was in the critical period of the experiment, and as soon as it rained, all the worm eggs stopped moving as if by magic."

"Do you have any clue?"

Lynn squatted down in the southeast corner of the canvas field.

"We can discuss the worm eggs later; time waits for no one, ma'am."

For Lynn

If the weather had a ranking, it would probably be: completely sunny, better than torrential rain with thunder and lightning, better than cloudy, better than torrential rain without thunder and lightning.

This is the worst kind of situation right now.

Ruby shouted

"Give me another six months, and I'll be a level three wizard apprentice by then, instead of ending up in this godforsaken place."

"This is reality, ma'am."

"God of Wizards, please bless your follower Ruby!"

Lynn rolled up her sleeves

This lady has an unusually good sense of humor.

In the historical construction of wizards, gods are either roasted or dissected. How could there be a wizard god who is so reckless and disorganized?

"We have to rely on ourselves, Ms. Ruby."

Ruby shouted

"You don't understand, I need God."

Tsk,

Lynn understood

Ruby was originally an egg advocate.

If the church in the wizarding world gives out eggs, she must be a believer.

How utilitarian!

Ruby said irritably

"Damn it, hurry up, or you won't want to be eating worm powder all the time."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The two men exerted their strength and rolled up the canvas.

Red muddy water was pouring back from the gap, carving out thin, long grooves.

The potato seedlings swayed back and forth in the flowing water, and the roots of some of them had been washed out of the soil, with white roots floating in the red muddy water.

"Use magic," Ruby straightened up. "There's so much waste and fertile soil; we can't get rid of it in a short time."

Lynn stretched out vines.

Ruby's side also used the Wizard's Hand.

The effect is remarkable.

...

Two minutes later, the two had packed everything up.

After filtering the water, place the items against the rock wall on the inside of the house.

Lynn stood at the doorway and looked back.

Through the rain, a flash of lightning streaked across the distant sky.

"It's over, Ms. Ruby."

"How did your experiment go?"

"Just one last step; I've already used freezing to catalyze the hatching of some of the insect eggs, and it seems that the hatching probability increases as the temperature drops."

What is Ruby saying?

Lynn found it quite amusing, but now he felt joy.

It was because of that lightning.

It's slowly moving in this direction.

Just like a few days ago.

Blue-light algae need the magical crystals brought by lightning. The algal filaments on its arms have already unfurled in the rain, waiting to absorb the magic condensed in the raindrops after the thunderstorm.

"That's wonderful, ma'am, we'll have more worms than we can eat."

Ruby smiled.

"Indeed, you're quite good at giving compliments."

"You know, I'm the second-level wizard apprentice who's best at cultivating worms."

"In order to raise them, I learned three spells: freezing, fire, and wizard's hand."

"Can you teach me?"

"Your way of addressing me changes pretty quickly. Haha..."

However, their laughter vanished the next second.

Along with the thunderstorm came more than just Lynn's joy.

It seemed to smell the delicious aroma coming from inside the house.

A tiny point of light, about the size of a thumb, shot out from the rain and grazed the outside of Lynn's right forearm.

A shallow but extremely long wound appeared on my elbow.

"Watch out! Something's coming!"

Ruby paused for a moment, then prompted...

Lynn crouched down, clutching her arm, her eyes scanning rapidly through the rain.

The reminder came too late, though Ruby can't be blamed for it.

But how can we be careful?

The rain was so dense that it was impossible to see anything more than five meters away. When the monster flew over, he only saw a blue dot of light.

The wound on my hand appeared.

He crouched at the edge of the canvas field, shielding his head with his elbows. Blood from his wound dripped from his fingertips into the muddy water, quickly diluted by the rain into a pale red.

Fortunately, the monster stopped attacking, giving the two a brief respite.

"Should we stop?"

"No, it's moving in the direction of..."

Scattered sounds came from the direction of the cave.

*Pfft.* The hard shell shattered.

*Thud.* Metal clashing; something hit the iron cage.

"Our worm, our worm, its goal is!"

Lynn turned around, and all the worms stuck in the water had been bitten, more or less.

Except for the few ropes he had tied separately in the cold storage room, everything else had been drilled through the middle by something.

These corpses could be dried and eaten, but the scene was too horrifying.

Lynn's back was pressed against the wall.

He scanned the experimental station, noting the corners of the tables, the microscope bases, and the valves on the oxygen cylinders, but found no further signs of damage.

In other words, this unusual monster,

It's highly likely they were just passing by?

And then you accidentally scratched yourself?

But just then

Ruby suddenly shouted

"Lynn, watch out, it's coming again."

"It looks like a flying stick..."