The Wizard World (Part 1) Completed

Chapter 153: Leaving Again (2)

According to the simulation’s result, Angele’s mentality would reach a limit after about two years at this increased rate. If he wanted to keep progressing after that, he would find some other methods.

It was the reason why Angele wanted to return abroad.

"No wonder Wizards don’t want to stay here." Angele shook his head as he opened the door and walked to the beach.

"There are no spell materials, no magic resources, and no other Wizards here. The only people I can talk to are mortals."

‘Zero, I want to reach the Liquid stage. What are the requirements?’ Angele asked.

‘Requirements: 1. Mentality reaches 40. 2. The Tree Killer Potion to increase success rate, three servings. Meet these requirements, your success rate will be 45.14%’

‘I can concoct more Potion of Tranquility to increase my mentality, but there are not many materials or substitution materials here. I need to find other Wizards to make trades. I gave the last one to Velvet… Anyways, I need to go back to the Wizards’ land first.’

Angele basked in the sunshine for a while before he returned to the wooden house after his body warmed up.

He walked to the table with the equipment. On the right side, there was a test tube rack that contained two test tubes filled with purple blood.

On the left side, there was a small glass spherical container being heated by an oil lamp. A sticky brown liquid was boiling inside the container. It looked like a pile of mud, and some white worms were squirming along the surface.

It seemed that those worms were not hurt by the intense heat, but they were still trying to climb up the glass container’s inner wall.

The glass container was about the size of a fist. It was covered by a shell-shaped lid with a hole that helped the vapor leave the container.

Those worms kept climbing up and falling down. There was at least a thousand of them inside the container.

The brown sticky liquid was secreted by the worms’ organs and left on the inner wall while they were climbing.

Angele blew off the oil lamp under the glass container and took it down from the metal rack.

"Finally, it’s done. I already spent too much time breeding them," he mumbled.

Angele removed the lid from the container and grabbed a test tube filled with purple blood.

He carefully poured the blood into the glass container and the blood covered half of the worms.

*BOOM*

A ball of purple flame exploded inside the container after several seconds.

Angele became surprised. He leaned back and put down the test tube. The flame almost sparked onto his face and if he dropped the container during the explosion, the house would catch a fire.

All the worms inside had been ignited by the purple flame.

The white worms had mixed in with their brown sticky liquid and the flame got darker as the worms started burning.

The purple flame cast reflection upon everything in the room. A stinky fishy stench permeated the air. It almost felt like someone had mixed rotten fish with fresh cayenne peppers.

Angele held the glass container in hands and waited for the reaction inside to finish.

The worms inside were burnt to black ashes and some of them stuck on the inner wall.