Wizard: Starting with Symbiosis with Algae

Chapter 77 Little Black Sheep

What was the little iron man doing after the great battle?

They weren't idle; they were also preparing for a fierce battle.

In Professor Aigard's office, on a mound of yellow earth, a group of tiny figures were engrossed in dealing with the roots of Edranor grass, while another group surrounded several clumps of fungal samples, nervously handing the finest roots to the warriors on the front lines. Edranor grass roots, smaller than a hair in radius, became the most powerful weapons in the hands of the little iron figures. They transformed into thick spears and sturdy battering rams. One of the figures raised an Edranor grass root high, aiming at the menacing swarm of fungi before it, and shouted, "Tremble, monster! You are surrounded! The most powerful Lanor grass knights are coming!"

The faint secondary magic released by the Edranor plant caused his silver arm to tremble slightly.

But it doesn't matter.

Powerful weapons always come at a price.

This naturally crafted magical weapon will undoubtedly inflict endless suffering on its fungal enemies.

Whoosh!!

As the roots insert, the hyphae of the fungal community twitch continuously under the impact of this wave.

The little iron man looked up and laughed heartily.

"Hehe, my holy sword is invincible! From this day forward, I am the greatest knight of the Iron Man!"

The scene shifts, and a more courageous rider has already mounted his mount.

The mount was a bright blue behemoth, accompanied by a crimson beast. The eye sockets of both beasts burned with a silver light of the same origin as the Iron Man.

The knight straightened his back in the saddle and raised his lance high.

"Blue Ironclad Beast, Red Ironclad Beast, knights must have mounts! Everyone mount up! Charge!"

There's also a magical horse?

Lynn looked closely and breathed a sigh of relief.

The so-called Blue Ironclad Beasts and Red Ironclad Beasts are not warhorses bred by the Little Ironmen; they are simply two clumps of slimy creatures with long legs.

They are two forms of the Iron Plague: the Poor Magic Power and the Rich Magic Power.

No wonder the little iron men said they were giant beasts. It turns out they really are bigger than the little iron men.

However, the method these little iron men use to fight the iron plague virus is truly bizarre.

They became weaker, their scale shrunk, just as humans fought against beasts in the face of the Iron Plague.

When things are on the same scale, what is insurmountable becomes something that can be resisted.

It has a sense of cutting off one's own arm to survive.

However, in the game of Animal Chess, the weakest mouse can actually defeat the largest elephant.

In reality, you don't care about anything else; even the weak's survival and a meager victory are still victories.

"It's my turn to play, it's my turn to play."

A group of tiny figures were hurriedly urging each other on in front of the magic mirror.

Perhaps because they are so small, they never have the complex relationships of adults in their minds, remaining as innocent as children.

In their eyes, the world is no different from a fairy tale; all that matters is distinguishing between good and bad people and then fighting to the end.

Lynn's act of sending soil to increase her favorability with him.

They also sent precious "horses" and rare weapons.

Lynn has transformed from a heinous villain into a good friend of the Little Ironmen.

Their attitude towards Lynn can only be described in two words.

loyalty!

"Great Wizard Lynn, our battle lines are critical! Our warriors are falling every second! We're running out of weapons! Help us, Wizard Lynn!"

Lynn gently scraped off a small piece of Edranor grass with tweezers. "Alright, little ones. Everyone gets a small piece."

He carefully placed the tissue of the Edranor grass on the yellow earth of the Iron Men.

The moment that wisp of tissue touched the soil surface, a silvery tide surged forth. They jostled and shoved, creating a chaotic scene on the loess.

Lynn stopped paying attention.

What impressed Lynn was that they played around, though.

Another group of little people who had already enjoyed the battles were already working for Lynn in an orderly manner.

Their leader stood on a raised mound, directing the entire work area with a metal rod as thin as a hair.

"For a fun mount!"

The other little ironmen below echoed, "For the fun mounts!"

"For useful weapons!"

"For useful weapons!"

"Now, work for Wizard Lynn! One set ready, magic input complete!"

"Group Two is ready. Building the organizational structure, adding extra attributes to the fungus 'Lamb.' Resources—ample!"

A brand new black fungal carpet slowly spread out on the surface of the loess.

Those mycelia are finer than the finest silkworm silk, yet under the magical infusion of the Iron Men, they weave into a complex network at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Great and kind wizard Lynn, this is your gift! Please accept it."

The little ironman leader turned around, placed his metal rod against his side, and made an impeccable salute.

Lynn straightened his expression and returned the salute with equal seriousness.

【Fungal Little Black Sheep】

[Features: Can replace receptors for immune rejection buffering]

[Characteristics: After long-term cultivation, the muscle tissue can directly replace the host's damaged muscle fibers.]

[Characteristic: Magical Erosion: Continuously erodes the material it comes into contact with, causing damage over a small area.]

【Characteristics: Radiation absorption reduces the impact of ionizing radiation, nuclear radiation, and solar radiation】

[Symbiotic relationship? Yes/No]

Lynn silently said "yes" to himself.

The little black sheep slowly climbed onto every branch of the Edranor plant. Stimulated, the Edranor plant released an excess of magic and began to grow new branches at a visible rate.

The mycelium and the plant fibers intertwine with each other.

After two hours of accumulation, the Edranor grass had completely covered Lynn.

Their sturdy woody structure grows faster and longer than that of blue-light algae, similar to tumbleweeds.

Doesn't this directly unlock the tumbleweed form?

Lynn was startled, but continued watching the little iron men fight.

A few days later, as the little black sheep grazed on him, the Adrano grass growing symbiotically on Lynn's body bore fruit many times. The fruit was only the size of a pea, with a deep red skin.

Lynn picked one and placed it in her palm; it was bright red, plump, and looked so tempting.

Lynn put it to his lips and took a sip. [Magic power increased by +0.001]

He immediately put it down and looked at the panel.

【Magic 3.3】

Endurance 3.5 Strength 3.8 Agility 2.7

Magic power steadily increases. Agility rises rapidly with the proliferation of Edranor grass, while strength and stamina both surpass the 3.5 mark.

Moreover, this is not even Lynn's gigantic state.

In the past few days, Lynn has already transformed his achievements into tangible attributes.

"Now all that's missing is a little magic to fully unleash the power of level three, right?"

Lynn thought for a moment and squeezed out the small seeds from the fruit.

Lynn wrapped the seeds in a paper towel soaked in the medicine and placed them on a white sieve.

To broaden the scope of the research, Lynn decided to inoculate a portion of the results into a soilless environment when the first results were available.

Then, by adjusting the proportion of damage potions, the growth rate of the Edranor plant can be precisely catalyzed.

It is worth mentioning that the design of the complex medicine and the precise control of the temperature could not be accomplished by him alone.

For example, the small burning potions and small freezing potions from the Alchemy Academy, when diluted according to the recipe, can reliably provide a destructive environment.

The plant will lignify faster under mild scorching, and will differentiate new buds more quickly under low temperature stimulation.

Lynn was able to make such rapid progress thanks to the wizards' legitimate shopping channels.

The first batch of seeds grown hydroponically has grown to 3cm in length at an "extremely fast pace".

With the stuff Lynn had on him, his work was enough to fill a graduation thesis for a "first-level apprentice".

So he turned to the last page of the paper and added a final footnote in the footer.

"The biggest problem at present is that the cost of chemicals and fine chemicals is too high. It is recommended to cultivate them directly in harsh environments."

He then stopped working.

Because the rate is incomparable to direct symbiosis, Lynn currently has no expectations for this paper.

Lynn stretched, having been away from working at his desk for a long time, and with such an energetic body.

This feeling is quite nostalgic.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and felt the rhythm of the magic flowing smoothly through his body. For a moment, he almost forgot where he was.

"Senior Lynn, how's your defense preparation going?"

Lynn sat up straight in Professor Aigard's office, rubbing her forehead.

He rubbed his eyes and saw Melsu looking at him with an expectant gaze.

"Where is Professor Aigard?"

"Didn't you know? He's already here. He's in the classroom."

"By the way, what are you researching, senior? To become a level three wizard apprentice in just a few years, you must have a real talent for cultivation."

Lynn glanced at the time on the electronic screen: 13:59, the defense was at 14:20, and the professor had already arrived.

That professor is really punctual.

Even though it's not time yet, we can't keep people waiting.

Lynn grabbed the report and closed the door.

"You're not bad either, Melsu. Thanks for the reminder."

Melsu stared wide-eyed as Lynn left.

Senior Lynn is truly a humble madman.