Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Tsk, the transmutation reaction still can't be stopped."

Isaac gritted his teeth and walked up despite the air currents and lightning emanating from Ange.

"Lieutenant General!"

"At this point, we can only use reverse forging."

After saying that, he grabbed Ange's shoulder, and crimson lightning surged from Isaac's body.

The two energies began a fierce battle, and the light in the study grew brighter and brighter.

Outside the villa, a vortex gradually formed in the clouds above, and the scattered passersby on the street at night looked up to see this spectacle.

"Damn it, this energy is..."

Just as Isaac was using alchemy, a memory suddenly flooded into his mind.

War, smoke, soldiers lying in pools of blood, and the constant bombardment and cratered trenches all eventually came to a standstill on a peaceful European street.

This was not something he experienced himself.

"What exactly is this...?"

boom--

Centered on Isaac and Angelina, a powerful energy explosion erupted, causing Violet, who was trying to get closer, to be forced back two steps by the sudden surge of energy.

"Lieutenant General Isaac! Miss Angel!"

When she opened her eyes again and looked ahead, she found that the study was empty.

At the same time, the manuscripts scattered on the ground also disappeared.

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"what!!!!"

Bang!

Isaac suddenly screamed and woke up from the ground.

After regaining some consciousness, he looked around and found himself in a room furnished with simple furniture and daily necessities, with a blanket covering him.

Turning my head, I saw the single bed next to me, and it seemed that I had fallen off the bed.

"here it is……"

Click.

The door to the room opened, and a blond young man carried a small tray with a glass of water and a few pills on it.

“Isaac, you’re awake. I told you to see a doctor a long time ago, but you still had to work. You were so tired that Al had to carry you back.”

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Isaac looked closely at the person in front of him, and the more he looked, the more familiar he seemed.

"Edward..."

"It's me, don't worry."

The man who looked like Edward walked up to Isaac and helped him up from the ground.

"Get up and go back to bed. You need to rest now."

"...Where is this?"

"This is my home, of course. Are you still half asleep?"

“No, that’s not what I’m asking,” Isaac said loudly. “I’m asking about the specific location, what is this place?!”

"Are you alright? Your illness seems quite serious."

Edward rubbed his hair in frustration.

"This is Germany, Munich, Germany."

感言

This is the author's first book. Originally, he just wanted to relieve the pressure of studying abroad by writing. Unexpectedly, he has now written more than two million words despite his poor grades at the beginning.

I've been able to persevere until now thanks to the support of my editor, Longan Beauty, and all the readers. I'm very grateful for everyone's kindness (bows).

Let's talk about the next volume.

Actually, choosing the infinite flow and hybrid world was a very difficult decision, because I had to repeatedly watch the works to ensure that I did not break the setting or go out of character when describing the characters. Starting a new volume was not something I decided to do on a whim, but rather I started looking up information for the next volume shortly after starting the previous one.

Finding information is not an easy task either. It's not enough to just read the original work; you have to research the history and culture of the era in which the original work was written, which is very time-consuming.

I've always felt that the essence of the "infinite flow" genre is that each new map opens up a completely different world and allows readers to experience a different story. Therefore, when creating outlines, I usually choose works with a strong historical context. Although it's difficult for me to make every story enjoyable (that's how inexperienced I am as a new author), I will continue to work hard (loud).

The story in the next volume is also set in a mixed world. I believe readers who have read this far have already realized that it is set in Europe between the time of World War I and World War II, a period when undercurrents were swirling. Materials from this period are the most difficult to find, so I can only do my best to write this story well. Please look forward to it.

Finally, thank you again to all the readers for your support! (^^*)

Volume 7: European Chess

Chapter 958: The Early Twentieth Century

"call……"

Isaac stepped out of Edward's house and breathed in the fresh air.

He already had a general understanding of the situation.

Just like the previous two times, he came to another world once again. This world had the same distribution of countries as the previous two worlds, but the difference was that it was in a different historical period.

The first place he visited was in the mid-21st century, the second place was in the late 20th century, and the place he is standing now is in the early 20th century, in Munich, Germany.

The street in front of the door was paved with stone slabs, and Isaac could see a few old-fashioned cars and people dressed in clothes from that era.

Edward told me that he came from China to study in England, but many people died in the German invaders' artillery fire due to the war a few years ago, and he was lucky enough to escape the bombing.

After the war, Edward's father, Hohenheim, took him to defeated Germany to live with Edward.

Having lost all his wealth in England, Isaac arrived in Germany and could only make a living by doing odd jobs in the surrounding area. Life was initially manageable, but then…

A year ago, the financial crisis in the United States happened to affect Germany, causing inflation in Germany, with prices soaring every month.

Isaac, who was on the verge of financial ruin, had no choice but to increase his workload, and then...

I've fallen ill.

Then came what is happening now.

“You son of a bitch America,” Isaac blurted out unconsciously.

"Hey, Isaac, how's your recovery going?"

Edward then came out of his own place, looked at Isaac and said with a smile, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you really don't have money to live on, Al and I can help you out a little."

"Thank you, it's not that troublesome."

Isaac waved his hand.

The Edward before him looked exactly like the Edward Isaac knew from his own world, except that he was taller than a normal adult, not the little kid he knew.

In every world, there is someone similar to oneself. In the first world, Isaac and a person named Rentaro Satomi are the same person in two different worlds. Similarly, Edward also has himself in this world.

"Speaking of which, where is your father?"

“Him? I don’t know where he is now, he hasn’t come back for a long time,” Edward said. “By the way, Isaac, have you lost your memory? You’ve been acting a bit strange since you woke up.”

"It's alright, it won't be strange after a while," Isaac casually replied.

The Philosopher's Stone within him is still usable, and his body doesn't seem to have changed much.

It's worth mentioning that in this world, he still lost his right hand, right foot, and left eye, which were blown up by German bombs during the war. His left eye is now covered by an eye patch, and his hands and feet have been replaced with mechanical ones.

Isaac extended his right hand and made a few simple gestures.

This machine has very low sensitivity, but if we really consider the history of the previous two worlds, it should be impossible for the current historical period to produce such mechanical limbs, which is a point that is quite doubtful at this stage.

"Forget it, the Philosopher's Stone is still usable anyway, let's open the Gate of Truth again and go back."

With that in mind, he decided to first find a place to use alchemy to open the door to truth.

But when he tried to walk onto the street, some of the people who were standing there looked at Isaac, their eyes clearly showing hostility.

"Ok?"

"Isaac, come back first, you need to rest now."

Without a word, Edward grabbed Isaac's arm and dragged him back into the house.

Edward went inside, closed the door, sighed, and said, "I really admire you. It's amazing that you can still work so hard outside even here."

"what happened?"

"What do you mean, what's wrong? People here don't treat Asians like you very well. You're the only one who would go out with such hostility."

"That's because I was short of money back then."

Edward's words reminded Isaac of something.

Among European whites, there is a popular theory called the "Yellow Peril," which holds that people like Isaac, with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, are a threat.

This argument remains prevalent even now. The Fu Manchu series, created by Sax Rohmer in the late 19th century to caricature Chinese people, was widely acclaimed in the West and was even made into a film.

Filming was eventually halted due to protests from the Chinese community.

Of course, it didn't really stop. A movie was released in the 2020s, which I think was called "Fu Manchu's Rebellious Son".

"These foreigners have been looking down on us for a long time, but they'll get their comeuppance soon."

If you do the math, in another ten years or so, there could be another war here, and Germany could once again be defeated.

"I'm going back to my room to lie down for a while. Can you keep an eye on the door for me and make sure no one else disturbs me?"

After saying this, Isaac returned to his room and closed the door. Edward responded with a nod and looked at Isaac's doorway with some confusion.

"It seems a little different from before... but what exactly is the difference?"

……

Back in his room, Isaac clasped his hands together in prayer.

Red lightning enveloped his entire body, and he reappeared in the white space by using human transmutation on himself.

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