Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

The lab was silent. The light from the projector shone onto the wall, illuminating the recorded text with a clear, faint blue glow. Xing Qing's fingers tapped the tabletop, a steady rhythm. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze scanning the words on the screen.

"Our plan to explore the outer reaches of ORT failed. The concentration of mana in the environment is too high. If we stay deeper for too long, our already degraded mana circuits might be strained, and our careers as magi would be over. So, we simply caught some insects from the outer reaches and left. These insects will not only become raw materials for blood transfusions for our tribe, but also for the ceremonial garments we'll use in our daily lives."

"That being said, every time I see this insect, I can't help but sigh at its beauty. Beneath its crystal-clear shell lies bright red blood, even faintly fluorescent in the night. It's truly beautiful. Under the moonlight, the basin is devoid of large trees. The land is covered in a blanket of green algae, dotted with hints of scarlet."

"It's said the scenery used to be even more spectacular. According to my father, when he first took over as clan leader, there wasn't a single green spot on this hillside. At night, all you could see were red dots of light."

"It sounds a bit like an ecological imbalance," Guanyue Ringo suddenly said, "but this kind of large-scale ecological imbalance probably didn't occur naturally."

"It sounds spectacular, but you can't see it now. Father said the more we dig, the fewer bugs there are. If we want to find more, we have to go deeper. In fact, it's said that our family's current lifestyle is a compromise to this fact. We undergo a blood transfusion every six months to revitalize the bloodline inherited from the indigenous people of this land, and then use the remaining materials to produce ceremonial clothing."

"Transfusion?" Kenneth immediately grasped the key words. He raised his body, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Ying②Ling鏾二球齐思VIDIMI兴清酰, "This statement doesn't sound normal at all."

"Hmm." Xing Qingqiu slapped the notebook on the table with a slight sound and looked up at Kenneth. "Do you remember the red substance we got from Isidro?"

"Of course." Kenneth was silent for a moment, then speculated, "So... the relationship between these bugs and that thing is..."

"Yes, there is a strong connection between them." Xing Qingyu nodded. "Their family uses this method to maintain the vitality of their bloodline and thus support their magical heritage."

"So this bug is called Yawar Inti, which means Inti's blood, right? What a strange name. But Inti seems to be a deity in Inca belief. So, this name is inherited from the locals."

"I'd really like to explore deeper, but the high concentration of magic power is overwhelming my magic circuits, and I can't go any deeper. If only I had talent, like those geniuses in the Clock Tower, I'd be able to enter easily."

"Let's go back and look at the information we left behind."

"Yahual Inti...is Quechua," Patricia quickly realized its etymology. "Yahual means blood, and blood has a strong symbolic meaning in Inca culture, representing unity and harmony. Inti refers to the Inca sun god Inti, who controls light, time, and harvest, and is the most important deity in Inca belief."

Xing Qingqiu leaned against the lab table, fiddling with a quartz test tube in his left hand. The liquid in the tube emitted a faint fluorescent glow under the light. He listened silently, his eyes fixed on Patricia, but his expression remained calm, as if waiting for her to continue.

"The old man even enshrined a statue of Inti in the city hall," Kayneth added, "and... the local rituals surrounding Inti are still shrouded in mystery."

Patricia's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she leaned forward slightly, her voice tinged with urgency. "Is it the Festival of the Sun?" She paused, then added, "One of the cultural studies I conducted in South America a few years ago was the Inca culture. I did notice something strange during the Festival of the Sun."

"Did you find anything?" Xing Qingyu's eyes lit up and he asked.

"No," she shook her head slightly. "I'm not a magician by profession. I'm here to investigate the changes in human culture. Perhaps the mysterious anomalies reflect the development of human culture—"

"—But that's too dangerous for me. If I get involved in local mysteries, I'll be targeted by the local magicians anyway."

"I have a feeling... it's all going to come down to this god Inti in the end," Guanyue Ringo said. "There are many clues, but the common thread is that they all have the shadow of this god."

Xing Qingyu stared silently at the test tube on the table, the light flickering in his pupils. He sighed, set down the test tube, straightened up, and said, "I'm not sure about that." He slowly flipped through the diary, showing the next page to the others. "Keep reading, slowly organize your thoughts, maybe you'll discover something new."

"Seventeenth century. I focused my research on the seventeenth century. Honestly, the family journal is a bit gossipy. It even mentions the clan leader's affair with a woman. Is the person who wrote that kind of thing crazy?"

"But I did find some useful information. The family's blood exchange ritual was discovered in the 17th century. However, the specific steps of the blood exchange ritual are not known to the clan leader. Seriously, he is the clan leader, but his only privilege is to be able to use magic circuits year-round. This is ridiculous."

"The discovery of the blood exchange ritual means we can maintain the use of magic circuits without intermarrying with local mage families. Furthermore, their stability is far superior to that of ordinary magic circuits. While we won't produce exceptional individuals, we won't be completely unable to use magic power either."

"But there's one interesting point. The clan leader of that term declared that we had inherited the responsibility of the local magi's bloodline and became the masters of this land in their place. Later, he even called it the designated crown of our clan—"

"—As a clan with the Grand Designation, we naturally look down on our main clan, who don't. How should I put it? Oh, what on earth is this guy thinking? And the main clan has even tacitly approved of our clan's independence. How strange."

"Protecting the bloodline of God and ensuring its continuation. This is the crown designation inherited by our clan. Our neighbor, Meng Bazhongming, interprets this as meaning that we inherited the bloodline of God from the locals, and thus ensuring the continuation of our clan is ensuring the continuation of the bloodline of God."

"It might be a little harsh to say this about my own family, but that's pure bandit logic... This fact has been bothering me for a long time."

"Well, this isn't something I should worry about. I'll just focus on the work at hand. The books I asked a friend to buy from Europe today seem to have finally arrived in the city. I'll go to Cusco to pick them up later."

"It takes several days to go to the city. Why would they build their clan in such a horrible place? Seriously..."

"Wait a minute, this guy's values are not those of an ordinary magician at all." Kenneth, standing aside, suddenly interrupted, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

Xing Qingwu turned his head, remained silent for a moment, and whispered, "This old man's hobby when he was young was reading. According to his childhood diary, his father was busy studying magic and had no time to discipline him. His values were probably shaped to a large extent by the books he read in his childhood."

"So what kind of books does he read?" asked Okita Souji curiously.

"Popular novels," Xing Qingfeng replied in a low voice, then added slowly, "Those books he asked his friends to buy from Europe seem to be similar. He seems to have a particular preference for Spanish and French literature."

"It's not a magic book?" Kayneth snorted coldly. "If that's the case... he may have lacked self-awareness as a magus since childhood—"

"—This isn't a good thing for him," Kayneth commented, looking down. "An ordinary person, lacking the awareness that he's a magician, living in a magician's world, and even in a place isolated from the rest of the world. I can understand why this old man has become so crazy now."

"But I think that if one allows self-awareness to override that of ordinary people," Xing Qingqiu said slowly after a moment's silence, "it would be dangerous for everyone."

"It's said that the technique we use to wield the divine bloodline isn't ours, but rather the magic of another vassal family. It seems it was originally a worthless product called some kind of magic marrow fluid. While I can't confirm this rumor, I do know that this magic marrow fluid likely came from the family currently residing in Mexico. Let's investigate if we have the chance."

"Ah, if only we could find a way to bypass those damn elders and directly understand the steps of the ritual."

"But before that, we must find a way to solve the problem of not being able to adapt to high-magic environments. My clan's magic is a system that allows us to release our spirits outside our bodies and construct rituals by controlling the nodes of our spiritual veins. If we replace the nodes of our spiritual veins with nodes of our magic circuits, can we construct rituals that can resist the massive influx of external magic power into our magic circuits?"

"The body itself can form the concept of the world...reversing the world's inside and outside? Shakespeare actually wrote a very vivid sentence: 'He who is at the core of a fruit, thinks he is the king of infinite space.' The concept of the world is constructed within the body, and the corresponding outside world is the outer universe—"

"—The interference and correction of the inner universe (inside the body) by the outer universe (outside the body) is very limited. If the scope of the inner universe is strictly confined to the body, then a technique that can resist external interference can be constructed."

"Does he know what he's talking about?" Kenneth couldn't help but ask, "The essence of this idea is to build an inherent barrier within the body. Although confining it within the body can greatly reduce the difficulty of implementation—"

"—But ultimately, the essence of this thing is still to block the existence of the world with self-created rules, which is the ultimate secret of magic. This guy's thinking dares to touch this realm... This guy's ambition and talent are far from the lazy mediocrity he thinks he is."

"Is it that difficult?" Xing Qingfeng glanced at Kenneth. "I think the inherent barrier is just like that. Can't you do it too?"

"Let's figure out our respective positions," Kenneth twitched his lips. "If any country magician can do this, then I'd better throw my reputation as a child prodigy into the trash."

"Really?" Xing Qingqi sighed and continued to flip through the diary. "Although it happened a long time ago, he did succeed—"

"——Looks like you have to throw the title of child prodigy into the trash can."

"As long as there are people, there must be something they want. As long as there are things that people oversee, there will be loopholes that can be exploited."

"Although this clan leader's power is almost non-existent, there are still some areas where I can use it."

"Next year, if I give the elder two months' supply of reagents to activate the God's Bloodline, he'll allow me to observe the entire ceremony. Coincidentally, a child is about to receive the God's Bloodline vaccination, so I should be able to witness the ceremony soon."

"What? Even a magus is just like an ordinary person when it comes to accepting bribes."

Xing Qingyu quickly flipped through a few pages, jumping to the important points in the diary.

"The children of the tribe have finally reached the age of ten."

"The elders took him away from the clan, and I followed behind him secretly, declaring to the public that I was conducting magical research and would not be seen for the time being."

“We left the Amazon rainforest and arrived in Cusco, then we hiked up the Andes Mountains and came to a small village.”

"There, I witnessed the sins of my people...sin? Is it really okay for me to call us that?"

"But I can't think of any other words to describe it. Would it be better if I were a true magus? Would I not feel so bad? If I could just accept this as a matter of course, wouldn't it be much easier? Even after a night, I still feel a chill down my spine when I think about this."

"Everyone in our family will be burdened with sin after the age of ten. I witnessed with my own eyes how the elders used magic to abduct a villager from the Andes Mountains, then cut open his back, severed his spinal cord while he was still alive, and extracted his marrow—"

"—Then transplant it into that 10-year-old child."

"Of course, the villager died. But what I don't understand is that such a crude transplant should lead to rejection, so why have I never heard of such a thing happening?"

"When I told this question to the elder, he said he didn't know either. He just told me to bring the child back to the tribe as soon as possible to perform the next ritual without Inti's observation, otherwise the child would die due to the god's wrath."

"So that's what they call rejection. It seems the following ritual will be the key to preventing it."

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Although this always has a sense of so-called whitewashing, I can guarantee that the handling of the relevant plots in this volume will always adhere to the principle of "those who do not know how to live and do things that will cause death, I will teach them by death."

Next, from Isidro's perspective, I will slowly unfold the history of magic in South America over the past few hundred years and its relationship with ORT and the South American gods Inti. That's about it.

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Volume 46: Symbiotic Relationships: . Inheritance

"Activate the blood of God. But why can the substances extracted from insects activate the blood of God? I only now realize how ridiculous this question is."

"Injecting the substance from the worm into the child's spinal cord will activate the divine bloodline after the initial inoculation. This will prevent any rejection. The elders say that once the divine bloodline is activated, the child becomes a child of God, and God will not punish him."

"If this is true, it's too stupid. A real child was killed and replaced with a fake one, and then enjoyed God's gift. It's disgusting no matter how you think about it."

"I find it hard to accept that a ritual could be this kind of thing. Let's stop studying the ritual here. After all, I'm just a clan leader without real power. If I dare to interfere in matters that affect the continuation of the clan, I'm afraid a new clan leader will take office the next day."

"Let's shift our focus away from the boring interactions between people and focus on figuring out how to delve deeper into the ORT realm."

"The key is to isolate the inside and outside, but conventional magic is simply unable to resist the penetration of high concentrations of magic energy, and I can't cast a large-scale magic barrier within myself."

"Are you still going to stick with the same idea? This kind of thing is certainly a bit dangerous. After all, you're experimenting on yourself. If you're not careful, you could end up dying."

"While curiosity is hard to suppress, my urge to survive is undoubtedly stronger. Let's put this research on hold for now."

Xing Qingqi carefully pulled a test tube from his inner pocket. It contained a sample of an adult insect, fresh from the lab. Its shell was crystal clear, as if carved from glass. The bright red liquid flowing within stood out in the light, like a miniature river flowing through it. Occasionally, the insect would wriggle slightly, and the crimson liquid would flow with it.

"The substance extracted from the insect..." He stared intently, the test tube twirling slightly between his fingers. The insect flipped slightly with the movement, the light streaming down its back making it look more like a living work of art. He whispered, "Once injected into the bone marrow, it will activate the divine bloodline, temporarily replacing the magic circuit..."

"It can also be used to make magic costumes." Kenneth, who was standing nearby, added, "This substance itself... seems to be an excellent carrier of magic power." Before he finished speaking, Patricia suddenly exclaimed.

"Ah!" She straightened up suddenly as if struck by lightning, and spoke rapidly, "I remember now! When Isidro saw me, he said that I had the legacy of God in me."

"God's legacy?" Xing Qingqi raised his head, his gaze resting on Patricia's face, and asked tentatively, "What does he mean?"

Patricia calmed her breath a little and recalled, "It should be referring to the algae on my body. Apart from them, I have no other connection with this place."

Xing Qingqiu lowered his head and looked at the insects in the test tube again, muttering thoughtfully, "So, in the eyes of that old man, algae and the spinal cords and marrow of the indigenous people are all relics of God..."

"If it's bone marrow..." Guanyue Ringo, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly interrupted, "During my previous research, I found traces of materials in various South American ecosystems that theoretically don't belong on Earth."

"Huh?" Xing Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at her with a slightly surprised tone, "What do you mean by not belonging to the Earth's ecology? You don't mean... alien, do you?"

Guanyue Ringo nodded and explained seriously, "These substances are organic life, but according to Earth's taxonomy, they cannot be classified. Moreover, their characteristics are very unique. Do you understand the concept of 'chirality'?"

"Yes," Xing Qingwu answered simply, his eyes signaling her to continue. However, judging by Kenneth's reaction, he didn't seem to have time to admit that he didn't understand chirality.

"Their DNA and RNA are left-handed, but their amino acids and proteins are right-handed." Guanyue Ringo's tone was not slow. "This is exactly the opposite of the molecular chirality of life on Earth."

Xing Qingqi raised his eyebrows slightly and whispered, "I see. No wonder you suspected they were alien creations."

"And they have a unique symbiotic mechanism," Guanyue Ringo continued. "Once these organisms enter host cells, they don't immediately destroy the host. Instead, like chloroplasts or mitochondria, they establish a stable symbiotic relationship with the host. They even modify the host's DNA, but these modifications are only passed down from generation to generation in the form of recessive genes."

She paused, as if gathering her thoughts. "Based on the records here, the so-called 'activating the divine bloodline' probably involves finding a way to awaken these symbiotic creatures, causing them to produce magic power, thereby temporarily replacing the magic circuits."

"It's true that I was right to try to cooperate with you," Xing Qingfeng looked at the insects in the test tube, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly. "I didn't expect your research to have reached such a deep level."

"Actually, I discovered it while studying the algae on Patricia's body." Guan Yue's tone was tinged with regret. "Back then, my soul hadn't deteriorated to the point it is now, so I could conduct my research more calmly."

The lights in the laboratory flickered with a cold white glow, and the air was so quiet that only the faint collision of insects in the test tubes could be heard. Xing Qingfu stood beside the experimental table, staring at the materials and reagents piled in front of him, but his thoughts were brought back to reality by Kenneth's voice.

"Alien artifacts... Then we need to contact the Heritage Department." Kenneth's voice was low and crisp. He turned slightly and put his hands behind his back. "The Lord of the Heritage Department is Dean Bricisan. This department is directly under his command—"

"—And it was he who issued the 'untouchable' ruling against ORT back then." He paused. "Perhaps he was not only issuing the ruling as the dean, but also as the Lord of Heritage, issuing a blockade order against extraterrestrial matter."

Guanyue Ringo raised her head, still clutching the notebook she had just flipped through, and frowned slightly as she asked, "Huh? Wait, isn't the Heritage Department a department that studies relics and demonic inheritances that aren't divine, mystical, or even corporeal?"

"That's just an external name." Kenneth glanced at her sideways. "Actually, the Heritage Department believes that Earth was visited by a large number of aliens in ancient times, and these aliens left behind quite a few artifacts—"

"—The Heritage Department studies these relics of unknown laws scattered across the Earth, existing since ancient times and unrecorded in myth or legend. They are called OOPArts, or 'super-relics.' These relics are considered a dangerous factor that could threaten human survival."

"Hmm..." Guanyue Ringo frowned, as if trying to piece together this information with his own cognition.

"Because post-Christian magi are nearly incapable of controlling these things," Kenneth continued, "their research has been classified as top secret, and the Dean himself is in charge of the inheritance department."

Xing Qingwu put the test tube back on the shelf and interrupted, "Wait, there's a question. If this matter simply involved ORT, it would be fine, but the situation around ORT actually involves alien artifacts, which means it's already within the scope of the Heritage Department."

He drummed his fingers on the edge of the lab table, a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Since we followed the Clock Tower's formal procedures, it stands to reason that Brissin should have issued the permission in a dual capacity—"

"—But why was it Kisua Zelrich Schubin-augu, who is more deeply involved with the Minerals Department, who ultimately granted permission and allowed us to review the relevant materials?"

There was a brief silence in the air, as if everyone was thinking about the meaning of this question.

"This actually has little to do with the Minerals Department," Kenneth corrected. "Although the Minerals Department's name comes from the Mage Marshal Kishuya, he himself never gets involved in the actual operations of the Minerals Department."

He paused, as if weighing his options. "But since he's involved in this matter, perhaps it's somehow related to his field."

"Magic?" Xing Qingfeng stroked his chin thoughtfully, his eyes scanning the reagents and records on the lab table. "Based on the information I've seen so far, it doesn't seem like magic is involved in this matter. But since there are doubts, it's better for us to be cautious in our next actions."

"I found that I had nothing to do."

"Every day, apart from reading, I just eat and sleep. It's not that I don't want to participate in the tribe's daily entertainment activities, but I've always had difficulty integrating into their circle since I was a child. A clan leader like me is probably only found in a clan as isolated as ours."

"Ultimately, what the tribe needs is not a leader who can lead them, but someone who can take the position of leader and fulfill the responsibilities of a leader. As for who the leader is and whether he has the ability, that is not important."

"I can sense that when I took the position of clan leader, Isidro had already died in their hearts. But I guess not many of these guys can remember my name."

"I'm starting to hate them, and this place. Ah, when I think about how a lazy person like me will end up living alone in the clan's land, eating and waiting to die... that's exactly what I want, haha."

"Has he given up on his research?" Okita Souji sat against the wall, tapping her chin with her finger, her eyes fixed on the projected text. "But I don't think the tone in his diary suggests he's planning to give up."

"Here, I think he can no longer tolerate the environment he's in," Xing Qingqi replied, "So he has to find something he can devote himself to, otherwise he will only feel tortured."

"He chose to read..." Patricia said thoughtfully, looking up at the next paragraph on the projection. "But according to your research, he prefers Spanish and French literature." She paused briefly. "His thinking will become increasingly incompatible with this place. The gap between his thoughts and reality will only further distort his mind. Suffice it to say, the more books he reads now, the more severe his mental torment will be."

"So he quickly devoted himself to the study of magic again," Xing Qing'er flipped through the diary and showed them the content of the next time node.

"I've thought about it for a long time. It's too difficult for me to create a completely different world inside my body. But if I just modify a few rules based on reality, maybe I can do it."

"There's no need to affect the outside world, no need for any actual changes to occur. All I want is to prevent any interference from external magical energy. If that's all, perhaps even a mediocre person like me can do it."