This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 137 - Rain Curtain Cabin Story_1

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Rain Curtain, Cabin, Story!_1

Chapter 137 -137: Rain Curtain, Cabin, Story!_1

Although the rain was still pattering against Captain Andre’s cheeks, and the cold river water had long since soaked his clothes,

lying on the edge of the riverbank and gasping for air, Andre felt that he was truly alive now.

It was just too dangerous on the other side of the river a moment ago.

His teammates were all taken by the terrifying, bizarre silk threads into the dark depths.

He even thought they were all going to be wiped out.

But then!

Wizard Taniru delivered a strike of desperation.

Most of those pulled into the dark had also survived.

Looking at the deep, oppressive darkness on the other side of the river,

Andre spat out viciously.

“This damned Ashen Land.”

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“Captain… Captain Andre…”

It wasn’t long before Andre heard a voice calling for him from the darkness of the rain upstream.

“I’m here!”

Touching his bloated stomach, Andre turned his head and glanced at the rushing river water.

“I definitely need to learn a skill to walk on water, or at the very least, something like an underwater breathing ability.”

“Damn, I feel like I don’t need to drink water for three days.”

Soon, Susanna found Andre.

“Captain, you should learn a Transcendent ability to swim.”

“I know,” Andre said, his heart filled with gloom.

“But then again, Captain, you did swim really fast just now, though you sank fast too,” Susanna couldn’t help but laugh.

The post-disaster rebirth relaxed the tense strings of her heart at that moment.

“I threw my armor to the bottom of the river; this damned river… when we came here, it barely flooded to my knees. Who knew the river would swell so violently during the rainy season.”

“Where is Taniru?”

Andre climbed up the riverbank and looked around, only to see a large number of Demon Hunters holding lanterns and using umbrellas against the rain.

But there was no sign of Taniru.

“I don’t know, he probably… has already left,”

Looking around, Susanna shook her head.

Although she did not witness Wizard Taniru’s method of attack,

the captain had already told her about it.

“Maybe… his name isn’t Taniru!”

At this time, two deputy heads came through the curtain of rain.

“Not called Taniru?”

Andre’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He had already found it strange before; such a powerful man, yet when he had someone inquire within the guild’s magic web, he couldn’t find any formidable Transcendent called Taniru.

“Blasphemer Tuck?”

Soon, a name that had been very popular in St. Land lately,

and had even become well-known in the St. Land Underground City, came to mind for Andre.

“It’s very likely him,” the deputy head Mary Joe spoke.

“I have a lot of information about Ramore, about Blasphemer Tuck.”

“What’s interesting is that this name ‘Taniru’ has been connected with Tuck before, and even… took the blame for some of Tuck’s misdeeds.”

“Like… killing the A-Grade Transcendent Genius of the Dark Sun Church, ostensibly it was Taniru’s doing.”

“But in reality, it was Tuck.”

“To my knowledge, this Blasphemer Tuck is most likely the Steam Wizard, and not high in Level.”

“This point, this ‘Taniru’ who calls himself a Steam Wizard… also fits nearly perfectly.”

“They… look very similar…”

As Deputy Head Mary Joe explained,

Andre gradually started smiling, and he smiled widely.

“I guess… his next stop is St. Land, right?”

“Most likely.”

“Good,” Andre looked towards St. Land.

“The Blood Race and Werewolves in the St. Land Underground City have been very rampant lately.”

“I think we will meet that guy again soon.”

“But… before that, I also need to greatly improve my strength… that guy’s methods… are indeed somewhat incomprehensible!”

……

The rain curtain remained.

But as it approached St. Land, the rain was no longer so fierce or cold.

Shielded and carrying a Nightmare Lantern, Tuck floated about a meter above the muddy wilderness in his Shadow State, advancing at a steady pace.

Wizards, more than other Transcendents, are able to adapt to various exotic ecological environments.

Ocean! Sky, marsh, forest, underground!

In all sorts of environments, Wizards can find ways to settle through Magic rings, Witchcraft Ability, and so on.

At this moment, as Tuck moved forward, he felt the “Puppet Silk Lines” that were winding around his fingers.

The most formidable aspect of a Puppet Master is their Puppet Silk Line.

When that Puppet Master died, a vast number of Puppet Silk Lines also shattered with his death.

But Tuck severed a part to avoid being affected by it.

Afterward, Tuck used another Puppet Master “Mark’s” Transcendent Crystals, which he had acquired earlier, to nurture these Puppet Silk Lines.

That Puppet Master “Mark,” who died in the mini-world within the Different Domain Gate.

He was a Fifth Rank Puppet Master, not weak by any means; although a part of his Transcendent Crystals had been purified by exorcism,

most of it was still preserved, and the fundamental attributes of a Puppet Master were retained.

And at this moment, what Tuck was feeling and exploring were the quite extraordinary “Puppet Silk Lines.”

Life Pulse is something everyone has and is constantly radiating.

But!

The collection method of those Puppet Masters can’t be said to be inefficient, it’s nearly nonexistent.

For Tuck, however, it was a different story.

With the Origin Spirit State and Precision Correction, Tuck could collect as much as he wanted.

Puppet Silk Lines can be completely vaporized, as if non-existent, and can also become a powerful means to control enemies.

If these Puppet Silk Lines can be utilized, in the future when Tuck establishes his own Magic Cottage and even a Transcendant Wizard Tower, he could use methods like “Steam Magic Web” to bring out astonishing effects from the Puppet Silk Lines.

After a long while, Tuck finally wrapped the Puppet Silk Lines around the Puppet Crystal, gathering them all together.

“It’s indeed a bit complex.”

“It requires a living state of Puppet ecology to absorb Life Pulse, gradually processing it through the operation of the Puppet Master Sequence ecology, and finally weaving it into Puppet Silk Lines.”

“It’s like a massive… factory.”

“It’s quite different from a Wizard’s ecology.”

“No rush, just take it step by step, slowly researching it is fine.”

“After all, I don’t need an entire complex system like the Puppet Masters to explore, absorb, and draw in Life Pulse.”

“I can see, and effortlessly draw in a vast amount of Life Pulse. The advantage is quite substantial.”

While reflecting, Tuck looked toward St. Land.

“First, I need to find a good foothold in St. Land, so that I can better stabilize, develop, and enhance my own strength there.”

……

The closer to St. Land,

the more Transcendents appear.

Even some of them approached with ill intent.

When an astonishing rumble and brilliant fireworks erupted from the Black River Valley,

by the light, Barkin saw a significant number of Transcendents on the wasteland.

There were still three days until Gray Day.

Before Gray Day, St. Land would not open the Magic long bridge.

During this time, wandering on the wastelands outside the Magic long bridge, one might become a target for kidnapping events.

Barkin wisely hid in the lopsided shrubs on a small hill.

Rather than being cold and scared outside,

is it not delightful to sit by the fire, drink, and eat meat inside the Magical Alchemy Hut?

No sooner had Barkin lit the fireplace and changed out of his rain-drenched clothes,

he heard a dull thud on the trunks of the twisted trees.

Someone had discovered his hiding spot.

This immediately made Barkin tense and angry.

As he was observing through the Projection Window holding his Wail,

he happened to see that familiar face also observing him through the other side of the Projection Window.

“Taniru! My old buddy, we meet again so soon.”

Barkin, full of excitement, opened the door and gave Tuck a big hug.

This time Tuck didn’t dodge.

“Is the Black River Valley business over?”

“It’s over!”

Tuck nodded.

“I guess, that huge explosion just now must have something to do with you, right?”

“Indeed, it has something to do with me.”

“Haha… well, that’s just great.” Barkin couldn’t help but dance with joy.

An explosion of that magnitude would surely cause heavy losses to Black River Valley //

perfectly avenging the persecution he had suffered from the Transcendents there during this time.

“The fireplace is lit, and there’s plenty of drink; I think I have enough time to listen to your stories.”

“My bunch of kids, they love to hear adventure stories the most.”

“Every time I go out and come back, they cling to me, begging for adventure stories.”

Tuck also smiled.

“I’d be delighted, I also want to hear about what’s been happening in St. Land.”

The rain continued to pour outside.

But inside the Magical Alchemy Hut,

in front of the warm fireplace, the two of them drank merrily, sharing many stories of St. Land, Black River Valley, and even Ramore.