Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Sizzle——————

Blue lightning shot into the sky, engulfing everyone inside.

Chapter 964: The Strange Visitor

"Look carefully, this is how alchemy is used."

He didn't draw a refining circle, nor did he put his hands together; he simply stood there with his hands in his pockets.

The bright blue light was so dazzling that the three people in front of them all closed their eyes.

The next instant, the ground began to twist and deform, and a giant hand made of earth and rocks emerged, slamming down on the three people.

boom--

After slamming the three people to the ground with his palm, a large amount of dust was kicked up, and the three people were now immobilized on the ground.

Not far away, both Edward and Nona were shocked by the commotion Isaac had created and the immense destructive power contained in alchemy.

"No array formed... That makes sense. You've already seen what's inside the Gate of Truth since you've come here."

Having been a State Alchemist for so long, Edward quickly calmed down upon seeing the scene before him.

Isaac didn't kill the three men; instead, he walked towards the two.

“Miss Nona, could you please explain why they want to cause you trouble?” Isaac asked the still-shaken Nona. “If your divination caused someone to die, there’s nothing I can do to save you.”

"They...want my power."

"Ok?"

“I was born with the ability to see what’s in other people’s minds,” Nona explained. “I can see things in their subconscious just by touching them.”

"Oh, so those two people just now said they bought you, and you sold yourself?"

“That’s not how it is… I was sold by my companions who were traveling with me.” Nona’s expression was somewhat sad. “When I escaped, I asked the people around me for help, but because I was a Gypsy, they thought I was a fraud.”

"Germany is indeed not very friendly to us outsiders right now, but that's normal."

As Isaac spoke, he glanced at the three people who had already fainted.

What they want to do with Nona's mysterious power is still unknown; we'll have to ask her when the time comes.

“Edward, I suspect they have pursuers. You take this woman and leave first.”

"Oh? And what about you?"

“I’ll stay and observe the situation,” Isaac chuckled. “Don’t worry, do you think anyone in this world could possibly be my match?”

"Don't be careless, alchemists are not invincible."

After Edward finished speaking, he took Nona's hand and ran towards the back.

"Meet at the rest stop next to the carnival in a bit."

"I see."

As Edward and Nona walked away, Isaac's smile faded.

He walked over to the three people who were pressed into the ground, and the alchemy was activated once again. With the leap of lightning, the distorted ground was restored to its original state, and the three people emerged from the ground.

He grabbed one of them and punched him in the face.

Bang!

"Hey! Wake up."

"Well……"

Feeling a sharp pain, the man slowly opened his eyes and saw Isaac's face.

Are you awake?

"Damn it, you Chinese really are..."

Bang!

The punch landed squarely on his nose, causing his entire nasal bone to collapse and blood to gush from his nostrils.

"Waaaaah! Waaaah!!!"

"Don't yell, I'm asking you a question." Isaac grabbed his collar and dragged him in front of him. "Which organization do you belong to? What are you doing with that woman?"

Although it might seem like meddling, he had a feeling that this matter might be related to his missing textbooks. Of course, this was without any basis.

"You...you think I'd tell you?"

"I thought you would choose to cherish your own life, but someone like you, a nobody, should have very limited information."

As soon as he finished speaking, crimson lightning suddenly erupted from Isaac's body.

All three of them, including him, rolled their eyes back and trembled on the ground for a few moments before falling silent.

Three Philosopher's Stones are yours for the taking.

"Post-World War I Germany really produced a lot of idiots, but well, we can't blame them entirely."

Isaac snapped his fingers, and the three corpses on the ground were instantly decomposed into tiny fragments that drifted away in the wind.

Isaac is Chinese in this world, and Germany at that time was in the historical period that would later be known as the Weimar Republic.

During the period that followed, Germany was extremely hostile to foreigners. The Chinese were not the worst off; the Gypsies and Jews fared much worse.

Although those three were just small fry, they naturally developed a sense of racial superiority when facing Isaac. Isaac was happy to send these small fry with their inexplicable sense of superiority to their doom.

huh~

A crisp whooshing sound rang out from the carnival as a small rocket model rose into the air, leaving a trail of flame.

"Is this the rocket model that Alphonse and his team made? Not bad at all."

Although the model only flew to a height of a thousand meters before falling, that was enough; how much fuel could a model hold?

It was upon seeing the rocket that Isaac suddenly remembered that Alphonse had mentioned to him and Edward that their rocket model was to be test-flown at Carnival in order to secure investment for opening a factory.

In Germany, where inflation is rampant, only the German military would be willing to invest in such large-scale projects.

"This is such a hassle. Let's leave once we find the textbooks."

Isaac dusted himself off and prepared to walk back to the place Edward had mentioned earlier.

Let's go back to our residence in Munich first, and then we'll think about what to do next.

However, Isaac suddenly stopped after taking only a few steps.

He suddenly turned around and shouted, "Does spying on others from the rooftop make you happy?"

As soon as the words were spoken, two people, one tall and one short, slowly descended from the roof and landed firmly on the ground.

"I'm so sorry, sir, I didn't mean to bother you, please forgive me."

Two people came down from the roof.

The one who spoke was a blond man, who looked to be in his early twenties. He had his blond hair tied in a ponytail, wore a doctor's robe, and a bowler hat, and looked very elegant.

The person next to him was a little girl, whose attire was somewhat unconventional.

The girl appeared to be twelve or thirteen years old, with light green hair, fair skin, and wearing a blood-red dress. One of her eyes had a golden pupil, and her left eye was covered by a dark eyepatch with a keyhole visible upon closer inspection.

This outfit would be considered odd in Germany today; it's certainly not the kind of style you'd wear on the street.

"You wanted to see me?"

“Yes, I do have something to discuss with you.” The blond man at the head of the group smiled.

"I'm nobody here, yet people still come knocking on my door," Isaac chuckled. "What's your name?"

"Just call me 'Professor'."

Chapter 965: The Textbook Has Come to Life

"Professor, what brings you here?"

Isaac stared at the two people standing in front of him.

The man who called himself a professor seemed normal to Isaac, but the little girl next to him made Isaac feel something was off.

She had no human scent.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to see what kind of people were chosen by the Book of Illusions."

"Phantom Book?"

This was the first time Isaac had ever heard this word.

"It's that book, or manuscript, that allows you to use those amazing abilities," the professor explained with a smile. "The power you just used made such a big commotion that we happened to be nearby, so we came over to check it out."

You mean alchemy?

"Yes, that's it," the professor chuckled. "Did you get 'that' too?"

Which one are you referring to?

Seeing that Isaac hadn't said anything useful, the professor didn't pay much attention, took out a book that had been simply revised and slowly opened it.

Sizzle————

Blue lightning crackled from the professor's body.

"What!?"

Isaac looked at the professor in surprise. He had never imagined that there were other alchemists in the world besides him and Edward.

"It seems you are quite familiar with this power."

The professor still wore that elegant smile and gently waved his arm.

The soil and rocks on the ground suddenly began to deform, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into several arms that reached out to grab Isaac.

bang——

The arm formed from earth and stone disintegrated the moment it touched Isaac, turning into fine dust that fell to the ground.

"Oh? Not bad."

“Hey, Professor,” Isaac’s eyes gradually turned dangerous, “where did you learn alchemy from?”

"Of course, it's from this book."