Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Each person's code name is not chosen randomly; it may represent the meaning behind that person's life.

Of course, Isaac's nickname "Farmer" was just something he came up with on the spot.

"I got one, it's my turn now, after all, I was the one who suggested playing this game."

As the woodcutter spoke, he quickly reached for the raisins on the tray.

After scooping out two pieces and stuffing them into his mouth, he made a painful face, grabbed the ice water next to him and gulped it down, finally putting down the cup and taking a deep breath.

“Farmer, you’re really something. You can cook something like this without even needing to drink water.”

"Water and wine no longer make much of a difference to me."

"Haha, that's really amazing."

The woodcutter composed himself slightly, frowned, and said, "My wish is to return to my hometown, because I love the flowers there."

The words seemed to have no particular meaning when spoken, but the 'knight' next to him suddenly laughed.

"I see. So you would betray your comrades for this goal?"

Chapter 1153: Poison

Faced with the 'knight's' somewhat intimidating question, the 'woodcutter' chose to remain silent.

"Then it's my turn."

"Orphan" said at this moment, glancing at the raisins still glowing with embers on the tray, and then looking at the "woodcutter" in front of him with indifferent eyes.

"You...you didn't poison it, did you?"

"How could that be?"

The woodcutter laughed, thinking the orphan in front of him was joking.

The 'orphan' stared at the tray, quickly reached out and took two raisins from it, stuffing them into his mouth, and clutching his throat in pain.

"If you feel unwell, it's best to drink some water."

"I know without you saying it..."

The 'orphan' picked up the water glass and took a sip, which slightly relieved the burning sensation in his throat.

She let out a long sigh, rested her chin on her hand, and whispered, "My wish... let me think about it, figure out my birthday, and then I hope your wish can come true too."

As she spoke, Isaac glanced at her cup indifferently.

The glass contains ice, seemingly prepared specifically to help with eating raisins with vodka.

However, there seemed to be something thin underneath the cup, but Isaac didn't look closely and couldn't see anything.

Isaac wasn't the only one who noticed the unusual water glass; Angela and Victoria also noticed it.

"Do you wish my wish to come true? Thank you so much." The woodcutter said with a smile.

"You are welcome."

"Orphan," he said expressionlessly, seemingly feeling a bit sore throat and intending to take another sip of water.

Just then, water droplets that had condensed on the glass due to the freezing temperature slowly dripped down, and a slight cloudiness appeared at the bottom of the glass.

"Don't drink it!"

Victorique suddenly widened her eyes and shouted.

But it was too late.

The girl, who called herself an 'orphan,' had already swallowed half a glass of water. After hearing Victorica's shout, she blankly put down the glass.

In an instant, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest and immediately clutched her heart, collapsing to the ground.

Pfft!

Hey! Are you alright?

Seeing the girl fall to the ground, the 'knight' beside her immediately sprang to his feet and shook the girl's body.

Isaac also crouched down and took a look at the girl's wrist.

"It's poison."

"what?"

"Don't be impatient."

As Isaac spoke, a sudden electric current surged through the girl's arm, traveling from his hand along her arm to her body.

The 'orphan', who had been looking extremely distressed, softened considerably in an instant.

"This……"

"The chemical formula of this poison is not too complicated; it can be neutralized with a little treatment."

Looking at the 'orphan' who was breathing evenly, Isaac sat back down.

"That is to say..."

The 'Knight's' sharp gaze began to sweep over the crowd.

"There's a murderer here, isn't there?"

As he said this, he immediately turned his gaze to the 'woodcutter'.

"Was it you who poisoned it!?"

"Don't joke around!" the 'woodcutter' stood up excitedly and argued loudly, "If I poisoned the raisins, then the 'farmer' and I both ate them. How could we tell which one was poisoned out of thousands of raisins?"

“That’s true,” Isaac laughed. “If you were to poison a raisin, it would mean that whoever is unlucky enough to eat the poisoned raisin. This kind of random killing method could also get you killed. No one with a brain would do that.”

"This……"

The 'Knight' calmed down, looked at the people around him with some resentment, and said, "Then who could it be...?"

“‘Woodcutter’ sir, I wonder if you could grant me a request?” Isaac suddenly said at this moment.

"Oh? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"How about taking a sip of the water in your glass?"

"Varied……"

Upon hearing this, the woodcutter's expression suddenly changed.

"Why...why do I suddenly need to drink water? Didn't I just drink some while eating raisins...?"

"Yes, since you've already had a drink, why not take another sip?"

"..."

Seeing the silent 'woodcutter', Isaac smiled, raised his glass and poured the water inside onto the floor, where it fell along with the ice cubes onto the restaurant carpet.

Then, he placed the cup in his hand on the table and stared into the 'woodcutter's' eyes.

"Do you see the bottom of my glass? There's a very thin layer of ice."

"..."

The woodcutter lowered his head, and the knight beside him, upon hearing this, poured out all the water from his cup, just like Isaac had done. Sure enough, there were ice cubes in it.

"This is……"

“The poison is in this ice cube,” Isaac laughed. “You’re the one who invited us to the restaurant. You were already here when we arrived, and the water glasses were already prepared. The reason for playing that game was probably because people need to drink water when eating raisins laced with vodka.”

"..."

“Your own cup also has ice cubes filled with poison at the bottom, but as long as you drink the water before the ice melts, nothing will happen. That’s why you volunteered to play after I played the game, just to drink the water before the ice melts to ensure your safety,” Isaac laughed. “You want to wipe us all out, don’t you, Mr. ‘Woodcutter’? If you want to refute me, drink the water in your cup to prove your innocence.”

"you……"

"You bastard! You really are a lackey of the Supernatural Department!"

The 'knight' roared, stomped one foot on the dining table, took a small knife from his pocket, and slashed it at the 'woodcutter's' neck.

boom!

The 'knight' moved very quickly, but the 'woodcutter' was carrying a pistol.

A gunshot rang out, and the 'Knight' fell to the ground after being shot through the shoulder.

"As expected... they're traitors to the Paranormal Department..."

The girl 'orphan' recovered and took out a pistol from her pocket, aiming it at the 'woodcutter'. The 'woodcutter' also pointed his gun at the 'orphan'. The 'knight', clutching his wound, stood up, intending to launch another attack.

"Stop it, everyone."

Swish!

Isaac acted instantly, reaching out with both hands to pin the 'knight' and 'orphan' beside him to the ground.

"you……"

Seeing an opportunity, the woodcutter was about to fire at the two men when Ange suddenly appeared beside him, grabbed his gun-wielding hand, and slammed his head onto the dining table.

"Well……"

"Hey! 'Farmer'!" the 'Knight' pinned to the ground shouted, "Whose side are you on? The Academy of Sciences or the Paranormal Department?"

When asked this question, Isaac didn't answer directly, but instead said, "Do you know why I chose 'farmer' as my identity in the first place?"

"what?"

“I don’t take sides. Whoever dares to cause trouble, I’ll burn them to ashes and bury them in the fields as fertilizer. That’s what a ‘farmer’ is.”

Chapter 1154: Parking

"hateful……"

"Don't glare at me like that. I'm not on the side of the Department of Paranormal Research or the Academy of Sciences. I have absolutely no interest in your so-called political struggles."

In the train's dining car, all the passengers, including the crew, had fled because of the earlier commotion, which involved knives and guns.

Isaac casually knocked the 'knight' unconscious, freeing up a small red box from the 'orphan's' pocket.

"Wait, this belongs to the Academy of Sciences..."

“Now it’s mine, Miss Orphan. After all, I’m the one who helped you detoxify. It’s not unreasonable for me to take something from you in exchange,” Isaac laughed.

The orphan gritted his teeth upon hearing Isaac's words and said in a cold voice, "Although you saved my life, the 'Relic Box' must not be given to anyone. My mission is—if I cannot take it, I must destroy it."