Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

Xing Qingfeng was slightly stunned, "What's wrong?"

Patricia lowered her head, her voice trembling with uncertainty, "I feel... my body... really wants to eat it..." At the end, her voice gradually became lower, as if she couldn't believe it.

"...Huh?" Xing Qingwu was stunned for a moment. Patricia's answer was far beyond his comprehension. "No way, this thing can actually give you an appetite?"

"It's not 'I' who wants to eat," Patricia explained with difficulty, her face growing paler, "It's my body, like... it's uncontrollable." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly began to cough violently, clutching her chest helplessly with both hands, as if trying to suppress some inner pain.

As her coughing became more intense, foul blood mixed with a dark green algae-like substance began to flow from her mouth, staining the ground with blood in an eerie dark hue. A pungent, wet, fishy smell suddenly filled the air. Xing Qingqi frowned slightly and hesitantly brought the test tube closer to her, observing her reaction again.

"Are you sure you don't recognize this thing?" He carefully wiped the blood off Patricia's face, his tone tinged with doubt. "You're reacting so strongly to this thing, could it really be related to you?"

"I've definitely never seen this before, and this kind of reaction is the first time I've ever had it... Take it away, take it away quickly—!" As the test tube approached, Patricia's skin began to develop dark green spots, and her blood vessels suddenly bulged, as if some kind of active, alien life force was rapidly growing within her. Xing Qingyu quickly withdrew the test tube, a look of surprise and suspicion in his eyes.

"This..." He turned to Kenneth beside him, frowning, "What do you think?"

"I don't know, but what is certain is that whether she knows it or not, she is definitely involved in this," said Kenneth.

"Isn't that nonsense..." Xing Qingqi curled his lips and then turned his gaze to Patricia. "Do you understand the current situation?"

"I have no intention of exploring the local magic world. I'm simply here to conduct a simple humanities field survey... I have a way to prove what I say is true." Patricia's voice was hurried, with a hint of trembling in her tone. "If now is not the right time, I can leave immediately..."

"Kenneth," Xing Qingqiu suddenly interrupted Patricia's explanation, "hypnosis."

"Huh?" "Hey, wait..."

Kenneth and Patricia were stunned.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Kenneth, and hypnotize me." Xing Qingqi urged impatiently, "I still think that instead of using polite words and elaborate tricks, it's better to hypnotize me directly and find out clearly whether he is a friend or an enemy. We can tell right away."

"Xing, so you don't have a partner," Kenneth sighed, but his movements were unwavering. A slight tingling sensation spread through his magic circuits, and he faithfully constructed the magic along with the chanting of his voice. "To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's therub." (To die, to sleep - sleep, perhaps I can dream - oh, that's the problem.)

"You're not going to tell me about some boring gentlemanly etiquette that voluntarily reduces your efficiency, are you?" Xing Qingqi curled his lips, his gaze fixed on Patricia's gradually dulling eyes. "Performing a hypnotic magic trick actually requires three bars of chanting. That's a step backward."

"Her magic is based on Gnosticism, a different kind of magic that sits somewhere between celestial magic and spiritual magic," Kenneth explained. "This school of thought places a heavy emphasis on spiritual awareness. I'm worried that conventional hypnotic magic won't be effective against her—"

"——But this girl's current soul state is not right. She is too weak. Even the hypnosis magic feels wrong when used on her."

"I don't understand what you're saying. You know I still can't learn hypnosis magic," Xing Qingfan shook his head and continued to stare at the dazed Patricia and asked, "Let me test the hypnosis effect. What's your name?"

"My name is Patricia Lafcadio Hearn..."

"Ah?" Xing Qingqiu was stunned, frowning in surprise. "You really lied. I remember that the name registered in the Holy Grail War was Guanyue Ringo."

"What is the name of the body you are using now?" Kenneth asked suddenly.

“Mizuki Ringo.”

"It's not a lie." Kenneth nodded and pondered. "Then it makes sense. If hEathirn is transcribed into modern English using a variant spelling, it would be Hearn. It makes sense here too."

"Go on. What's your purpose here?" Xing Qingyu asked. "How much do you know about this local magic family? How many times have you been here?"

"I'm here to resolve this body's problems. I've only been here once before, when I was conducting humanities field research a few years ago." Patricia's eyes grew increasingly glazed, but her logic remained normal. "I'm not familiar with the affairs of the local magic family."

"Well, go on," Xing Qingfeng thought for a moment, took out the test tube and continued to ask, "How much do you know about this thing?"

The moment he pulled out the test tube, Patricia's expression instantly grew tense, the dullness in her eyes giving way to an uncontrollable agitation. Her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles turning slightly white from the strain. If it weren't for Kenneth's Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid still restraining her, she would have already pounced forward, attempting to snatch the test tube away.

——And when Xing Qingqi put away the test tube, she returned to her dull look.

"Uh, so, do you know this thing?" Xing Qingyu asked softly.

"I don't know him. This is the first time I see him." Patricia's voice became flat again.

"It seems like he really is unaware of this." Xing Qingwu straightened up and turned his gaze towards Kenneth, frowning slightly. "What should I do?"

"My logical thinking and memory are still a little fuzzy under hypnosis," Kenneth said. "Let's finish searching this workshop for anything valuable first."

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Uh, I'm so tired. Sorry for the late update. I didn't get back until 11:30.

Chemistry is not my major, so I just did a few simple high school level experiments. There shouldn't be any major flaws, right?

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Volume 26: Endosymbiosis: . Cochineal and the Magic Key

You Ruoyu carefully lifted her brush, concentrating her energy as she meticulously painted different shades of rouge onto sheets of yellowed talisman paper. Sunlight filtered through the forest leaves, casting dappled shadows and light, casting a warm glow on her workbench—a small table carved from a tree trunk. Surrounded by a dense expanse of greenery, the scent of earth mingled with the fragrance of plants, and the air, still tinged with a dampness, brought a refreshing feeling. Her fingers trembled slightly as the tip of her brush moved, leaving delicate lines of thick red rouge on the paper.

Then, the yellow paper warmed slightly at her fingertips and, seemingly unnoticed, began to spontaneously combust. The flames spread from one side, devouring the paper with pleasure, making a soft hissing sound. You Ruoyu observed intently, noting that while the patterns on the papers were identical, the speeds at which they burned varied dramatically. Some burned as rapidly as a raging fire, while others burned as slowly as a long candle.

She quickly took the fastest-burning talisman paper. The flames devoured its edges so quickly that it was reduced to ash in the blink of an eye. You Ruoyu carefully set it aside. Then, she took the corresponding dish of rouge and expertly repeated the previous action, applying the same brush to another set of talisman paper.

"Strange! The cochineal from Argentina is obviously larger, and the red pigment contained in the test is also more concentrated, but the speed of magic power transmission is the slowest..." You Ruoyu muttered to herself, a hint of confusion in her eyes. She turned to the woman beside her and asked, "Sister Ye, what do you think the problem is?"

The woman known as Sister Ye was holding an exquisite Asian-style wooden doll. The sun shone gently on her body, and her black hair fell softly on her shoulders, making her look gentle and peaceful.

"If Xiao Ruoyu can't figure it out, there's no point asking me," she smiled calmly, a hint of teasing in her tone, "I'm from Pingyi Tower, so I don't know much about this kind of thing."

"Uh ah, there are still more than 900 kinds of cochineal samples to compare. I'm dying, dying, dying, dying, I want to play games, uh ah..." You Ruoyu muttered to himself while casually recording his recent findings in the notebook in his hand, frowning, and then immersed himself in the next comparative experiment.

"Although I don't quite understand this," the woman who was quietly watching You Ruoyu's experiment was now boredly playing with the doll in her hand. She thought for a moment and asked with her head tilted, "But I remember the cochineal insects mentioned in the information, also known as the Carmine Scale family, have only one genus and nine species—"

"-Why is Xiao Ruoyu divided into such complicated categories?" There was a hint of curiosity in her tone, as if she didn't know much about You Ruoyu's research, but hoped to participate in it.

"Because of some additional discoveries," You Ruoyu sighed, staring at the yellow paper in front of him burning at different speeds, "I think... the determining factor of the rate of magic transmission and the amount of magic power it can carry might not be the type of cochineal—"

"—but rather their geographical location."

"Oh? Did you find anything?" Sister Ye asked following You Ruoyu's topic.

"Look at this set of experiments," You Ruoyu pointed at the yellow paper on the table that was spontaneously combusting. "They are all from the same species of cochineal, but the fastest one burns for only 1.3 seconds, while the slowest lasts a full 8 seconds."

"And this also happened with another species of cochineal in the previous group. I compared the groups of cochineals that burned the fastest and found that their commonality wasn't species—"

"——but the capture ground."

"Hmm... that's an environmental issue, right?" Sister Ye nodded in agreement. "Did you record the differences in the environment at the site of discovery?"

"Alas... I didn't consider this issue back then..." You Ruoyu sighed and shook his head, "So I can only compare all the samples first, and then see if I can reduce the workload later after doing the statistics—"

"—After all, we can't really go back and check all these thousand-plus places again..."

"Haha, if Xiao Ruoyu wants to check again, I don't mind," Sister Ye replied with a smile. "I will accompany Xiao Ruoyu. After all, my mission this time is to ensure your safety."

"But I don't want to travel across most of the South American continent again..." You Ruoyu sighed, feeling helpless, and continued to devote his energy to the experiment at hand.

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Sunlight filtered through the green trees outside the window into the spacious, bright laboratory. A clean, tidy workbench was covered in various instruments and data tables. Xing Qingqu stood to one side, looking down at the spectral analysis report in his hand. After a moment, he smiled slightly and handed the information to Kenneth beside him.

"The results of the spectral analysis are in." He asked briskly, raising an eyebrow, "Do you understand?"

"You're underestimating me, aren't you?" Kenneth raised his eyebrows, shook his head with a smile, and casually took the report. He patted the document lightly and said with a hint of disdain, "I'm really being looked down upon."

Then, he leaned forward slightly, leaning against the table, his eyes intently scanning the documents. His brows furrowed as he scanned the densely packed numbers and peaks, then he nodded thoughtfully, a meaningful glint in his eyes. He put down the report and handed the documents back to Xing Qingjiu.

"Let's talk about the conclusion," Kenneth said comfortably.

"You understand it, don't you?" Xing Qingqi raised an eyebrow and said jokingly, "Isn't this just a simple spectral analysis? As a master of mineral science, you can't fail to understand this report for mineral identification, right? No way, no way?"

"Stop talking nonsense and just say your conclusion!" Kenneth rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "I just want to see if we have the same ideas."

"Okay, first of all—" He paused, deliberately lengthening his tone, and spoke slowly, "This thing does, to a certain extent, conform to the characteristics of a mineral, so it can be considered an inorganic substance."

Kenneth nodded, his brows relaxed a little, "I think so too."

"Oh, sorry, that was a slip of the tongue." Xing Qingqi tapped the report in his hand lightly and continued in a deliberately nonchalant tone, "According to analysis, the elemental composition of this thing is quite simple: carbon, hydrogen, oxygen—"

"—So it should be considered organic." Xing Qingqi pursed his lips playfully, seemingly oblivious to Kenneth's gradually stiffening expression, and continued, "The very existence of this substance is very abnormal. Let me put it this way, it absolutely cannot be naturally generated. It's either man-made or a product of some biological organism."

Kenneth's gaze gradually regained composure. He stared down at the report, muttering thoughtfully to himself, "The composition of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen... is consistent with biological characteristics. But since you're so certain, the possibility of biological material increases significantly." He put the information down. "However, I'd like to know your basis. How specifically do you determine that this is artificial?"

"Under natural conditions, it is impossible for the carbon, hydrogen and oxygen element structure to form such a stable crystal, especially here—"

"--In such a tropical, humid, and low-temperature environment," Xing Qingfu said, shaking the analysis report in his hand slightly, his tone full of matter-of-fact certainty, "the structure of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen absolutely cannot form such a highly stable substance with such subtle activity. It must require some kind of special process or magical intervention."

Kenneth's eyes fixed upon hearing this. After a moment's thought, he looked up and asked, "Have you ever studied molecular structure?"

Xing Qingyu couldn't help but grin when he heard this, as if he had been waiting for Kenneth to ask this question. He held the report in front of him and looked at Kenneth with a playful look on his face:

"Why don't you just admit you don't understand? It's clearly written at the back of the report. There's no hiding it."

"Tsk," Kenneth took a deep breath, clearly feeling a bit impatient, and grumbled softly with a hint of helplessness, "My main research area for the past two years hasn't been materials science at all..." He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Shut up and get on with your conclusion."

Xing Qingfeng's smile deepened, his face showing a smug look. He put down his report, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I've studied the molecular structure and discovered that this thing is a miracle of physics—"

"A monosaccharide structure is magically combined into a molecular chain similar to cellulose. But the problem is, on a macroscopic scale, it actually takes on a crystalline form."

He paused, deliberately pausing for a moment before slowly saying, "I repeat, this thing cannot exist under normal circumstances. Its structural stability and magical compatibility are extremely strange. In other words, this is not just an organic object, but a product of some kind of processing or intervention."

"Monosaccharide cellulose crystals..." Kenneth fell into deep thought, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, a hint of doubt and confusion between his brows. "This structure...almost violates the basic rules of molecular arrangement. Monosaccharides themselves can't actively form stable long chains, let alone this kind of crystallization."

The soft light in the room shone on the long table between them, illuminating the spectral report, chemical reagent bottles, and some precision instruments on it. Xing Qingqi tapped the cover of the report in his hand and said slowly and playfully, "So, this is why I said it can't be natural." His fingers tapped slowly, the sound crisp and provocative. "Or, this thing is artificial—"

"-Or, there is an unknown species behind it." Kenneth continued.

"Hmm...wait a minute, now that you've roughly figured out the structure of this thing—" Kenneth frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly an idea struck him: "Then can you try to synthesize it artificially?"

"..."

Xing Qingfeng was stunned, his expression as if he had just heard some ridiculous suggestion. He stared at Kenneth intently, his lips moving as if he were digesting the question. "Do you know what you're talking about?" he finally realized, speaking in disbelief. "This isn't a conventional chemical synthesis product. The connection between the monosaccharides isn't a chemical bond, but magic..."

"..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the room was silent. Xing Qingqi frowned slightly, his expression subtle, as if he had just realized that he might have missed something crucial.

"Hey wait a minute... Although this thing is not very stable, it can indeed exist for a long time in the natural environment, right?" Xing Qingyu's voice was a little hesitant.

"It really didn't require any special preservation," Kenneth recalled. "When we found it, it was in a crucible with some dust on the table. Judging by the time, it had existed stably in the natural environment for at least more than a week."

"Then... do you think we can consider this structure a chemical bond?" Xing Qingqi's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly. "Call it a 'magic bond'?"

Kenneth fell into deep thought, then nodded, as if a new idea had struck him. "Perhaps it could be viewed this way... This is similar to the magic-fixing mechanism we see in gem magic, but this thing is much simpler and purer... It does seem to make some sense."

"The structure of gemstones is complex, and there's no comparison to this." Xing Qingfeng pointed at the data in the report, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Natural gemstones contain all sorts of impurities, and artificial gemstones, for some reason, can't fully carry magical power—previous research has been stuck there. But this thing is different. It's pure carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen, and its structure is terrifyingly simple."

"So what are you going to do?" Kenneth raised his eyebrows.

"Let's verify it," Xing Qingqi replied enthusiastically, his eyes gleaming with an undeniable light. "If this line of thought is correct, the magical effects of all alchemical products may have unique properties due to the existence of this 'magic key'—" He turned his gaze to Kenneth with a hint of eager greed. "Kenneth, I remember you have a high-standard alchemical cauldron. Lend it to me for fun."

"What does this have to do with my alchemy cauldron?" Kayneth immediately took a step back cautiously. "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"The reason is simple," Xing Qingqi smiled faintly. "We can't produce enzymes in the lab, so what? We lack a biological matrix. To artificially synthesize this thing, high temperature and high pressure are essential conditions, and we also need to be able to accurately deliver magic power into the reactor—"

"-For equipment of this level, only your alchemy cauldron is capable of doing it." Xing Qingfu said with certainty, his eyes greedy, as if he had already regarded Kenneth's alchemy cauldron as his own.

"Every time I lend you equipment, it never ends well," Kenneth said with a look of disgust. "You're such an unlucky person. You can't keep good things."

"How could that happen?" Xing Qingfeng waved his hand nonchalantly. "What could go wrong with a normal test? It definitely won't explode this time."

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OK, in fact, this chapter is the first intersection of the two lines. Although there is no physical communication between the two sides, the research direction has gradually pointed to the same place. The difference is that You Ruoyu is a pure biological investigation, while the protagonist obtains information through humanities and a series of events. Therefore, the protagonist's research is much ahead to a certain extent.

I'm not very good at chemistry and biology, and I've almost forgotten what I learned in high school. If you have any questions, please point them out. Thank you!

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Volume 27: Symbiotic Relationships: . Triangular trade in academia involves borrowing labor from other groups.

In the laboratory, a faint red glow flickered in the dim light. It was a high-temperature, high-pressure reactor, modified from a classic alchemist's cauldron. Cast entirely from thick brass, its surface engraved with complex alchemical symbols and obscure magical markings, it now emitted a faint, unsettling red glow.

The cauldron's wide mouth was perfectly designed, allowing for direct insertion of various experimental materials. The lid, secured with a thick steel hoop, ensured a tight seal. Xing Qingfeng had already revamped the temperature control mechanism at the bottom of the cauldron. The original, vague, flame-colored display of temperature had been replaced with a more intuitive Celsius scale, better suited to the needs of modern experiments combining science and magic.

A prominent metal external barometer was mounted on the edge of the cauldron lid, connected to the cauldron by a zigzag silver metal pipe. This barometer was clearly a later addition, and compared to the brass body, it looked particularly crude, but its readings were clear and accurately conveyed the pressure value inside the furnace.

The person sitting in front of the reactor was neither Xing Qingjiu nor Kenneth——

—It was Weber. He propped his forehead with one hand, and with the other, he held a pen and scribbled on the notebook in front of him. He was obviously exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Records, experiment 200..." Weber sighed, his lips curled slightly as he muttered to himself, "Materials for this experiment: 1.2 grams of glucose, pressure 2000 MPa, temperature degrees Celsius, reaction time half an hour."

Weber stared at the reactor with a confused look, but his focus was actually on the thermometer and barometer behind it. This endless experiment was originally led by Xing Qingjiu, who had enthusiastically modified the furnace, sitting in front of it for two or three days, full of anticipation every time he opened the lid.

However, the anticipation gradually wore off. Xing Qingqiu's initial enthusiasm gave way to a moment of helpless daze. Later, he simply set an alarm to go off every half hour, casually opening the furnace for a quick look. Eventually, Xing Qingqiu even decided to teach Weber how to operate the reactor, handing over the tedious process to him.

According to Xing Qingfu, he is a theorist, and thinking about models and coming up with plans is his job. As for "small things" such as verification and data collection, they should be done by others, and it is best to let students "assist" them.

However, Xing Qingjiu had no students. So, he thought about it and had an "academic exchange" with Kenneth, deciding to share topics and conduct cross-disciplinary joint research.

——And naturally pulled Weber in, and called it "joint training". Weber was just seconded from Kenneth by Xing Qingfeng as a "visiting student".

What? Salary?