Witch Troupe and the Undead

"Hold on tight, everyone." Roach looked at the now-filled magic mist tube, then glanced at the cavalrymen galloping towards them on horseback, and pressed the big red button hard!

"Bang!" A powerful burst of propulsive mist erupted from both sides, one side being blue, magically infused water vapor, and the other side being a conspicuous, blazing flame. The immense inertia forced everyone to cling tightly to their surroundings. Black Crow, after much hesitation, decided to retract his earlier statement about "normal activation."

"Mmm!" Livia's blonde hair danced in the wind, and her little face was filled with excitement. It seemed that the little witch had been completely corrupted by him.

Chapter 202 A Midway Rest and Wild Sorcery

Shattered Star Valley Station. The train stopped beside the dilapidated wooden platform. The entire station consisted of only a half-collapsed platform made of wooden planks and a small wooden hut of less than 40 square meters that served as both a ticket booth and a waiting area. Next to the hut was a row of rotten wooden benches.

The station itself and the adjacent dirt road were completely buried by weeds. The rooftops of the village could be vaguely seen behind the sprawling, withered trees. The villagers were all hiding in their homes, and no one approached the train that looked rather intimidating.

Since the old line was abandoned, they hadn't seen a train pass by for a long time, and the entire village had deteriorated at an alarming rate. The remaining villagers originally wanted to come closer to see why the train was stopping there, but after seeing the menacing barbed wire and fences on the carriages, they gave up immediately.

It looked like it had been hijacked and modified by bandits, not a legitimate vehicle. Moreover, the black-clad men wearing triangular face masks who got off the train didn't seem like good people either.

"Master Roach, is it still being repaired?" Rhine looked at the cracked parts of the Annihilation Furnace in Roach's hands, especially the metal spheres and cylinders that the little witch twisted into spheres to contain the magic mist energy; the entire structure was completely twisted and deformed.

"If we don't use the acceleration mode, there shouldn't be any problems." That acceleration mode was too brutal, so much so that even with the power of the green skin, the train's boiler was damaged and it stopped working after traveling a certain distance. Fortunately, with the support of the "power of thought," it didn't explode, otherwise the scene would have been quite spectacular.

"In other words, we'll have to camp in the wild, and hopefully no bandits will notice us," Rhine sighed.

"Don't worry, they definitely will. The villagers have already spread the word. However, most of the time, bandit groups don't launch attacks hastily. They'll observe and see if the profits can cover the costs." Black Crow caught the crows that had flown out to scout and fed these magical pets some dried meat. "Fortunately, our supplies are still quite plentiful."

After all, the original baggage cars on the train had been searched, and all usable supplies and weapons were concentrated in the third car, which is the second-class car.

The seats inside the carriage were dismantled by the Shadow Raven thieves. Fortunately, one of Miss Natalia's attendants was a carpenter. Using tools from the maintenance workshop, he made some simple modifications to the dismantled seats, turning them into rows of makeshift beds to house the wounded.

The little witch contributed her portable magic stove, which, together with the magic water heater made by Roach, can maintain a warm environment inside the carriage in this late autumn and approaching winter season, while also avoiding the risk of starting a fire in the wild.

"But as for food..." The food in the first-class service area wasn't enough for everyone. To be precise, both Natalia and Roach had brought their own rations for the journey, but the problem was that there were now six more Shadow Raven Thieves who hadn't brought any rations or food. Or rather, they had already used up all their rations while planning the ambush.

If we add to that the current train maintenance needs, and the need to slow down due to insufficient power, which will lengthen the journey, the food shortage will be even greater. But compared to food, the real problem is...

"We're running out of fresh water," Scarface said after checking the water tank on the front of the truck. The little water people need for drinking can be obtained by finding a stream on the road or by having the witch summon a small amount of rain, especially with a magic furnace, where you can just boil the water.

However, this method is completely inadequate for supplying water to the train boiler. The water needed for the steam boiler cannot be obtained by simply finding a stream in the mountains to collect. The efficiency of processing the water into specially made soft water using that portable secret furnace is simply indescribable.

Moreover, in addition to the soft water, Roach and his companions also need to process the water into "spiritual water" rich in magic and add enough water elements to power the Annihilation Furnace. Livia can think of a way to do the latter, but the former can only be processed slowly through alchemy.

"Clang!" Alessina carried over two steel buckets the size of cooking pots, placed them on the ground, and stood to the side. The blonde witch, covered in sweat, was drawing something on the ground with her cane, outlining a complex alchemical circle.

"Young Miss, is this where it's placed?" Leslie asked, carrying a large bag of broken magic crystals under her arm and holding several intact crystal pillars in her hand.

“Hmm~” Livia pointed to the three circular empty spaces at the edge of the magic circle, indicating that Leslie should place the crystal pillars inside. The shattered magic crystals were then carefully filled in along the outermost ring, and a temporary alchemical workbench was completed.

The difference between this type of alchemy workbench and a regular alchemy workbench is that this type of workbench is usually built on a high platform on the ground and is used to create and process large alchemical constructs. It is commonly found in alchemy workshops and magic workshops. It is not suitable for processing delicate items, but it is suitable for rough processing of large quantities of raw materials or for creating large alchemical constructs.

"..." Livia closed her eyes, and the three crystal pillars slowly floated up. The circular grooves filled with broken magic crystals also lit up with a bluish-green light. The fresh water in the metal bucket also boiled and produced a large number of bubbles, making a slight gurgling sound inside the sealed metal.

Elemental water is a commonly used alchemical material, used not only in potion making but also in various alchemical products. For mages, it is a common and inexpensive base material for making ink, or a common catalyst material for rituals that require the element of "water".

With a "crash," a withered old tree near the platform slowly fell down. The carpenter knight carried the split logs over and threw them on the ground. "They all need to be processed into charcoal and then made into phlogiston blocks."

Roach glanced at the wood on the ground and said, "Fuel blocks are alchemical products made from charcoal. They are made by using charcoal as the base material, a small amount of sulfur as the catalyst, and then adding ruby ​​powder, crystal powder (which can be replaced with jade glass), and fuel dust made from fireweed ash."

Compared to ordinary charcoal, it can release more heat and abundant fire element. It is often used as fuel when forging magical and alchemical equipment, as well as smelting special alloys. Of course, it can also be used as a ritual catalyst for the "fire" element.

For a sorcerer like Natalia, these are common and inexpensive materials for unleashing powerful sorcery. However, there is a serious difference between sorcery and arcane magic: sorcery essentially utilizes the magic power of the materials themselves and uses language as the "element" to communicate with these magical materials, forming them through incantations.

In other words... using a pyrotechnic block to release a fireball spell is easy to accidentally kill the spellcaster if the amount is not controlled properly. Considering Natalia's magical stability, no one dares to use this as a catalyst for her.

Livia already knew about Natalia's problem, and the little witch's advice can be summarized as: "It's hopeless, start over."

Her mentor may have taught her only the first half of witchcraft for some purpose, namely how to sense the magic of materials, how to communicate with them using spells, and how to release their magical power.

However, the second half wasn't taught. For example, the rules of spells, where a single syllable's incorrect pronunciation means the spell is unstable; the relationship between magical power and spells, requiring real-time adjustment of the spell's rhythm based on the magical proportions in the materials; and most importantly, how to use gestures and spells to force unformed magical power into the desired magic when releasing magical power.

Just like the Ice Ring spell, after extracting magic from an aquatic creature, you need to use a spell to force the other types of magic that you don't want to dissipate, leaving only the water element magic. Then, you can use spells and gestures to convey the spell form and range that the caster wants.

However, Natalia didn't learn any of these skills. She said that her mentor only taught her the first half and didn't teach her the second half at all. As for the subsequent training, she was told to figure it out on her own.

"What you've figured out yourself is..." Roach's expression was complicated. He guessed that even Natalia's tutor hadn't expected this noble girl to be so naive. What it meant was that he wanted you to pay for supplementary teaching materials or extra tuition for private lessons!

As a result, Natalia actually told her father that she had learned it. Then her father asked the subordinate who was responsible for escorting her to the school to confirm. After the wizard said, "It all depends on your comprehension from now on," he paid the tuition fee to the bewildered wizard.

Roach guessed that the wandering wizard probably couldn't understand why someone only needed to learn half of the material in class. No, he might even be doubting his own intelligence, because from his perspective, he probably thought that Natalia really didn't need any supplementary materials and had figured out the essence of the later parts on her own, thus questioning whether his intelligence and talent were unsuitable to be a wizard.

Of course, it's also possible that when he realized Natalia had completely gone astray and couldn't be brought back, he decisively ran away—"If you ever cause trouble in the future, don't expose your master!"

After all, Natalia's self-taught approach is really prone to causing trouble. Who knows, she might blow up Lord Talos's castle one day. In that case, she really can't expose her master. No master can bear that responsibility. A castle is no cheap commodity!

Now it's too late to change her ways. She's developed her own unique incantation habits, even refining them further. And these habits differ from the scientific system; the imprint is more akin to metaphysics. In other words, even if she could reverse them, it wouldn't matter. At most, it would only be more stable than it is now. So she might as well continue down this path of "wild sorcery" to the very end.

After all, wild spells do have their advantages. They don't require meticulous attention to details like syllables and gestures. The chanting speed is very fast, and the spells are activated quickly. Since there's no need to expel those messy "impurity magic," the overall usable magic power is also greater. In other words, the spells are very powerful, and you can even use low-level sorcery materials to create high-level spells.

For example, when Natalia used a magic crystal to prepare to cast Frost Impact, it turned into a group freeze spell that was more difficult and of a higher level. However, the greatest ability that Wild Spells need is to be incredibly resilient.

It sounded like a perfect fit for Roach to learn, but unfortunately, Natalia had tested Roach's talent, and his talent for witchcraft was 0, making him completely unable to perceive the "inner voice" of all things. However, considering Natalia's wild style of sorcery, she suggested that Roach could also consider not perceiving the sorcery materials, but simply throwing them out and then just chanting the incantation.

The good news is that it really works; the bad news is that, like Duan Yu's Six Meridian Divine Sword, not only is the effect random, but whether it works or not is also random, making it even more unpredictable and chaotic than Natalia's Wild Sorcery.

Roach felt that if he ever unlocked the great feat or talent of "Green-skinned Shaman" or "Weird Boy," he could consider changing his class to a spellcaster.

At least the power of thought provided by [Great Skill Master] cannot be applied to witchcraft or magic yet. Hopefully, one day when other green-skinned talents are activated, it might actually be possible to use the power of thought to ignore these details, such as Roach's inability to sense magic.

In this respect, Livia also discovered for the first time that there was magic in this world that she could not learn, such as Natalia's wild witchcraft.

No matter how fast the little witch chanted her commands, trying to imitate Natalia's speed and vagueness, the materials she communicated with would act exactly according to her will, without any random movements.

Some of the wood was used to make charcoal, while some was used to repair the interior of vehicles, such as cleaning up the partition boards and furniture that had been broken in the battle, and then using the wood and the dismantled furniture to make tables, beds, weapon racks, and workbenches.

For example, there's the potion-making station Livia will use, the alchemy station Roach will use, and the station the thieves will use to make traps and all sorts of gadgets. However, the first thing to be completed is the temporary kitchen at the rear of the carriage.

The arcane furnace was housed within a wooden frame, with blue magical flames shooting out from the top, just enough to scorch the grill and cooking pot above. The cooking pot was a salvaged iron pot that had been cleaned and repaired after being found in the ghost town.

Beside the stove was a makeshift kitchen counter made of wooden planks. In the corner of the carriage directly opposite the kitchen counter, all the food supplies that everyone had found were piled up, mainly various canned goods, dry bread, and a small jar of sugar, which were slapped on the counter. There were also some relatively expensive condiments for train meals that had been taken from the train service room.

"Potatoes, dried beans, onions, and cured meat—that's all we have," Natalia said, placing a wooden basket beside her. "It's all stuff from the train's service car."

The food previously served to passengers in the third-class carriages was made with these ingredients, but canned goods were used more often. For example, pickled beans were the most common type of canned food. As for the taste, it was barely edible.

"Moreover, we don't have enough bedding, and the heat provided by this secret furnace alone is not enough." However, it doesn't affect the train when it's running, because the excess steam produced by the annihilation furnace needs to be vented, otherwise the carriages would be heated to the point of being like ovens. Only a small portion of the steam heat needs to be introduced through pipes to ensure that the carriages are warm as spring, or even hot as summer.

However, when the locomotive is being repaired, there aren't enough blankets and heating devices, so the nights will be very difficult.

“There’s not much prey around here, this is all I found.” Lulua and Wild Sparrow dragged over a bloodstained burlap sack and dumped its contents onto the ground.

“Three rabbits, one deer, and two pheasants, oh, a ferocious giant rat? Not bad, that should be enough to eat.” Firefly examined the items on the ground.

The rabbits are common wild gray rabbits, and the deer are antelope deer, which are common in both Rye Valley County and Silver Maple County. Their antlers are like those of antelopes, but they curve forward. They are harmless monsters that can use their sharp antlers to attack predators and are more irritable and easily angered than ordinary deer.

However, compared to other monsters, the fighting power of this antelope is only enough to threaten unarmed farmers at most. For experienced hunters, they can easily pin this small creature to the ground by using the blind spots created by the large antlers to block their vision and approach from the side or rear.

Although Lulua was unfamiliar with antelope, she was no ordinary hunter. Facing the charging antelope, she immediately sidestepped and launched a straight punch, knocking the creature to the ground without even assuming a fighting stance.

Pheasants are just ordinary animals, the kind of green-headed pheasants that are very common in the Rye Valley County area. But the ferocious giant rat is different. It is a standard ferocious monster, which looks like an enlarged bamboo rat, but its claws are exceptionally sharp.

They are about the size of a large dog, live in packs, and dig burrows. They lurk and advance through these burrows, suddenly emerging to attack their prey's soft belly with sharp claws, then dragging the prey into the ground to bury it alive. They will only come to eat after the prey has stopped struggling or has even slightly decomposed.

Therefore, this ferocious giant rat would create a large number of underground storage burrows to store meat. However, Lulua and her companions did not have enough time and energy to search them one by one, so they simply brought the giant rat back with them.

Including the wounded, this amount of food is only enough for about one or two days for nearly 20 people. Among them are a dragon and Lulua, a member of the Night Clan, both of whom have large appetites. Most of the rest are also superhumans, whose physical strength and appetite are greater than that of ordinary people. As for the two injured knights, they need a lot of meat to recover from their injuries.

If we take the farmers' appetite as the standard, and deduct someone like Vilandela who can eat a week's worth of food at once, and also deduct the combined appetite of Roach and Livia which is only equivalent to 0.75 people, the remaining amount is equivalent to the appetite of 2 to 3 people per person. In other words, this amount of food actually needs to feed about 60 farmers, which is obviously impossible.

Antelopes aren't like those creatures that can weigh up to a ton. They're more like the elf deer Roach had seen in games before, maybe a little bigger, with a shoulder height of only 70-80 centimeters. After deducting the bones and inedible parts, the remaining meat and internal organs weigh less than 100 pounds. If you include rabbits, pheasants, and ferocious rats, each person gets about 2 pounds of meat. With dried beans, potatoes, and canned food, that's enough for at most one day, or two days if you're careful.

According to Roach, the locomotive alone would take a day to repair, and after that, with the speed reduced to almost half its original speed, and not daring to risk using the rocket acceleration mode again, taking the already more circuitous old line would take at least two weeks to reach Blackpine Valley.

This doesn't even take into account the condition of the tunnels and bridges along the way. If it's necessary to repair bridges, open the locomotive's drill bit to clear collapsed tunnels or blocked roads, and then repair the rails, the time could be extended even further.

“There are few prey in the mountains and forests around Rye Valley, but there are many monsters here, especially dangerous ones, and we need to maintain a sufficient defensive force…” Black Crow was somewhat troubled, but then he saw Roach and the others looking nonchalant. “You guys seem to have a solution?”

"Well..." How should I put it? After spending time in a place like the Living Forest, most of the monsters seem quite handsome.

“Don’t worry, we have a very good hunting expert for this.” Leslie glanced at the old horse slacking off, who immediately felt a chill run down his spine, as if he sensed that a work list full of “KPI indicators” was about to be dumped on his head.

"Young Miss, you should have a monster encyclopedia, right?" Livia tilted her head and thought for a while before running back to the carriage to retrieve a thick book. Leslie then stuffed the book into the old horse's saddlebag. "Here you go. Come back with something decent, otherwise, who knows if the young lady will remember you as a food reserve if she gets hungry."

"..." Reserve food!? Black Horse didn't know how such a vicious word came out of this guy's mouth, especially when the other party was a "talented person". However, he also felt that although the risk was small, it was better not to gamble. What if it really became reserve food?

The black horse gave Leslie a "you win" look, then disappeared into the bushes. It had to go find somewhere nearby where there were delicious children... ah, no, where there were delicious monsters.

"Don't make too many; we don't have enough ways to preserve them." So the one-time large-scale hunt became an ongoing operation, which made Black Horse even more unhappy, however...

The horse-headed demon rudely pushed aside the trees and menacingly searched for prey in the forest. It decided to follow the traditional custom of demons—to vent its anger on innocent third parties!

Chapter 203 The Silent Starlight

The soil, frozen by the low temperature, was gradually turned up and crushed by a metal hoe. Large soil particles stuck to the metal surface, and then a large foot covered with brown cow hair ruthlessly shoveled it to the ground, where it was further crushed into even finer pieces.

Winter sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the mountain valley, bathing the rooftop covered with lush green flowers and grass. A bright yellow flower swayed happily back and forth on the roof ridge, enjoying a rare sunbath.

The Minotaur put the farm tools back in their place, sat down on a tree stump, and a wooden bucket came out of the house with difficulty. The water ladle floating in the bucket sprinkled clean water into the farmland, which was less than an acre in size but divided into three plots.

The newly planted potion seeds were buried underground by the swirling soil, waiting for the right time to sprout. In the garden a little further away, the flowers and plants were still lush and unaffected by the seasons. Flowers from different seasons bloomed at the same time, crowding together in the white-painted fence.

"Would you like some water?" A clump of unnamed shrubs growing beside the tree stump raised its branches, the ends of which wrapped around a water ladle, extending this invitation to the cow's head.

"No~" Bull Head waved his hand, sitting on the tree stump like an old farmer who had just finished his farm work, only missing a pipe and a straw hat.

An invisible purple chain connected his ankles and neck, with the other end tied to a stone pillar next to the stable. The cold stone surface was inscribed with the contents of the contract in hellish script. Even after the witch left, her magic still bound this unfortunate man who could never return to hell.

For most people, this kind of leisurely and peaceful life can effectively dispel anger and restlessness. However, for the Minotaur, it only makes the raging anger and tyranny in his heart burn even more fiercely. The more intense this burning anger is, the greater the fear that comes from the invisible chains.

Every attempt to break free only tears a wound open in the soul, a pain that would be unbearable even for the demons of hell.

So he could only sit here, doing boring farm work, far away from bloodshed and killing, waiting for the day when his reason would be completely dried up by anger and his soul would be torn into pieces, or he would be tormented by pain until he went mad, and then become a real old farmer or a real ox.

"Hmm?" The bull-headed man spat out a ball of hot sparks from his nose. He sensed that several people were approaching the hut. Although the witch had taken some precautions and protection, they were few and far between. They could prevent ordinary caravans and passersby from getting close, but they could not stop well-prepared investigators.

"Ah~~~~" the bull-headed man let out a long sigh, rubbing his hands, which were covered in stiff brown hair, with flames burning in his eyes. "What an unexpected surprise, no, it should be said... a delightful surprise."

The bull-headed man clasped his hands together, and hellfire erupted from his palms, intertwining to form a sword full of irregular and asymmetrical sharp teeth. The hilt extended upwards, eventually transforming from a sword into a short spear or cleaver, with its tip and blade burning with incomparably bright hellfire.

Soon, the explorers entered the area of ​​the hut. As they climbed the steps, they never expected that what awaited them was not treasure or secret, nor guarding knights or puppets, but a high-ranking demon at least four meters tall with a bull's head and four ferocious horns, a blood-red mane on its back, and a "hellish weapon" in its hand.

Good news, the sub-lord level great demon is absent; bad news, there is a high-ranking demon. This is the fourth level in the demon hierarchy; Old Ma is level seven, the lord is level eight, and the demons at the bottom of hell who are about to become gods are the highest level.

"Welcome everyone. We'll start collecting tickets now." Bull Claw rubbed his sword blade, creating a string of tiny sparks. "One head per person is enough. If any of you are exceptionally gifted with two heads, I might consider letting you pass. How about that?"

The intruder in front of him gripped his sword tightly, but it was useless. A spy is not a warrior. Even if he were a warrior, he would have to reach at least the [Transcendent Physique IV] level to fight against the Minotaur.

To eliminate a demon of this level, a team of at least 4 to 6 top-tier warriors would be needed. Of course, if a Star Silver-level archmage were to assist, the number of people required could be further reduced or no substantial cost would be incurred.

Secret agents generally only reach the level of [Superhuman Physique I], and some haven't even broken through the limits of human strength to advance to the [Superhuman] level. After all, for secret agents, powerful strength is actually a negative state.

An ordinary adventurer with a level one extraordinary physique or who has not yet broken through to the extraordinary level would go unnoticed in a crowd. However, a level four extraordinary individual, a warrior like Alessina, would stand out from the crowd.

Meanwhile, in Shattered Star Valley, a large pile of bloody corpses lay scattered on the ground, among them a dangerous "Hook-Tailed Wyvern." This creature, about 5 meters long, with a venomous barb on its tail, possessed vibrant feathers and multicolored scales, and its head resembled that of a bird more than a dragon.

"This should be enough, right?" "More or less..." Firefly counted the corpses. After deducting the inedible parts, the remaining portion was enough for them to eat for two or three days. These creatures had all had their heads smashed by some kind of violent beating. Black Horse didn't use demonic power, partly because it would be too conspicuous, and partly because it would be inedible if contaminated by demonic fire.

At the front of the car, Roach was still repairing the damaged mechanical parts, while the little witch sat on the carpenter knight's repaired seat, holding her staff in her arms, her big hat bobbing up and down, clearly dozing off.

To avoid her extraordinary charm causing even greater impact on those around her, she, like the shadow crows, pulled up her scarf to cover half her face; otherwise, the unfortunate villagers here would soon find themselves living in a living forest.

Moreover, this extraordinary charm can interfere with the work of one's companions and attract some powerful monsters. Fortunately, the blessing of the Goddess of Night seems to have neutralized some of the effects, and the effect has been reduced by about half compared to when they first left the Living Forest.

However, if she were to remove her scarf and unleash her full charm, she would still attract everyone's attention and gaze like a little sun, captivating and shaking the hearts of every living being—this is not a good thing, as it means that over 99% of the attacks on the battlefield would be directed at her.

She's not a succubus; that kind of charm is just attraction, not seduction. It can't make people eliminate hostility or gain unusual goodwill. On the contrary, people who are hostile to her will become even more hostile under this attraction, as if she were some kind of mortal enemy.

Of course, if someone has feelings for another, those feelings will be amplified by this strange attraction and charm. It's a double-edged sword, which is why Niel Riley specifically taught Livia how to control this ability and its effects.

"Snap!" Alessina chopped off the head of the Wyvern with a single sword stroke, tore open a slit along its neck, peeled off the entire skin and discarded it. The internal organs and venom glands were discarded because they were inedible. The remaining part was roughly chopped into several pieces and thrown into boiling water to wash away the blood and the layer of slime on the surface before the meat was broken down into pieces.

Onions, dried beans, potato chunks, a little flour, a pinch of sugar and salt, plus a pinch of pepper and a can of pickles, are simply and crudely stewed in a pot, giving off a flavor that is hard to describe.

In contrast, the venison on the grill exudes a fragrant aroma of roasted meat. The aroma of "amino acids" released by the denaturation and inactivation of proteins at high temperatures, and the aroma of "calories" and "fat" produced by the oils at high temperatures, are telling every hungry person that it's time to eat.

The interior of the train had been completely transformed. The valuable wooden decorations had been removed and thrown into the furnace as fuel for the night. Rhine had put some of the traditional skills of the dwarves to use discarded and damaged iron sheets to make several simple heating stoves for burning wood and other scrap fuels for warmth.

As night fell, the chill outside forced Roach to stop his repair work and return to the carriage. His eyebrows and hair were covered in frost, but it quickly melted in the warmth of the carriage.

"Master Roach, how is the situation?" Rhine handed over a dry towel. Roach wiped the water droplets from his face and head and shook his head. "Not very good. It can be repaired, but as I said before, the speed will be greatly affected after it is repaired. If we can find more reinforcement materials, we can restore the accelerator to work again."

It was indeed very useful. Luo Qi estimated that after pressing the big red button, the train could increase its speed by at least 50 kilometers per hour, reaching the level of 125 kilometers per hour. However, after a maximum of 20 seconds, it would have to stop, and the train's speed would gradually decrease until it returned to 75 kilometers per hour.

Now, with the speed halved to only 30-40 kilometers per hour, even if the accelerator is put back into use, it can only bring the train back to its previous normal speed level. But no matter what, it is still much faster than the previous walking locomotive.

“40 kilometers per hour…” Rhine hesitated. Only Roach could drive the locomotive, which meant the train couldn’t run 24 hours a day. Roach could only maintain the operation of the rune disk for 12 hours a day, which meant that the train could only travel a maximum of 480 kilometers per day. During this time, the train would have to stop from time to time for maintenance and refueling.

There are still many broken magic crystals, but the elemental blocks and charcoal may not be enough. The coal and steam from the previous magic cart were just the power source for the mechanical system that drove the alchemy device. The real power source is the magic power provided by the broken magic crystals, which is transformed by the magic core into the power to move the puppet's limbs.