This Wizard is So Unscientific!-Chapter 176 - Star Track Cult_1

Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Star Track Cult!_1

Chapter 176 -176: Star Track Cult!_1

Tuck searched every nook and cranny of the Alchemy Secret Room but still failed to find any trace of the Magic Cottage.

“It shouldn’t be like this! That little guy can’t get out,” Tuck muttered to himself.

After looking around for a moment, Tuck seemed to realize something.

He approached the pet bag of the Little Sniff Duck and peered inside.

Just as he suspected.

The Magic Cottage was there, cuddled up with the Little Sniff Duck, both sound asleep.

Tuck ran his hand over the pet bag and took out the Magic Cottage.

The Magic Cottage felt quite heavy in his hand.

It looked like a fist-sized house made of gray-black stone.

However, as it was fed various materials, the little stony house would transform into the “Magic Cottage.”

And with more and more Transcendent Attribute materials being fed,

its magic attributes would become increasingly wondrous.

In time, an unfurled Magic Cottage would become a massive castle, a High Tower.

When collapsed, it would just be an ordinary Transcendent Storage Bracelet.

Even more so, with the corresponding materials fed to it,

it could even gain abilities such as flight and sailing.

In the current Steam Era, with a certain number of Origin Energy Steam Engines incorporated, in the future upon the Spiritual Realm Star Track, transforming into a Magic Spirit World Steam Train would be no issue.

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The Magic Cottage nearly possessed full-adaptation abilities.

And this was precisely why many Transcendents spent vast resources nurturing Magic Cottages.

It’s said that those mighty Sea Demon Ships on the ocean were nurtured from oceanic Magic Seeds.

In the deep abyss of the ocean, the breeding grounds of whale carcasses.

The accumulations of whale skeletons were where the oceanic Magic Seeds were nurtured.

Especially the “Sea Demon Ships” owned by the Nine Demon Sea Generals were “passed down” from one Sea Demon General to the next.

Of course, to the pirates,

so-called “inheritance” meant chopping off the head of the previous Sea Demon General and feeding it to the Sea Demon Ship in a ritual at the ship’s prow.

As Tuck’s touch awakened the Magic Cottage,

the Magic Cottage slowly came to life.

After a moment, the Magic Cottage conveyed a sense of affectionate will to Tuck.

All this time, not only had Tuck used his Origin Energy to nurture the Magic Cottage, but he also supplied it with his own Life Pulse.

In the eyes of the Magic Cottage, Tuck was its great nurturing mother.

Tuck took out a small amount of Blood Crystal, and upon seeing this, the Magic Cottage opened its little mouth and sucked fiercely.

The Blood Crystal was directly engulfed.

Behind that tiny mouth lay an unfathomable darkness, a magic stomach like an abyss, ready to contain all.

And this was also why the Magic Cottage had such an insatiable appetite.

Tuck then took out some other various bits and pieces of material.

He fed it a bit of each.

Even those rough-hewn Rune stone fragments that Tuck had on hand, he took some out and fed them to the Magic Cottage.

These bits and scraps of materials made it easier for the cottage to absorb and grow.

If he fed the Magic Cottage those stones every day,

it probably wouldn’t be long before the Magic Cottage itself turned into a lifeless colossal rock.

After feeding it a little, Tuck put it back in the pet bag.

And there the Little Sniff Duck was still fast asleep.

After spending some time together,

the Little Sniff Duck no longer feared Tuck.

Even when hungry, it would poke out its head and look at Tuck, asking for food.

While Tuck worked on his alchemy, the little creature would even run over to watch.

Anyway, it was no trouble to take care of such magical creatures.

After all, the Magic Cottage itself was an ecosystem.

Once it expanded, filling its interior ecology would be a necessity.

Tuck had plans to grow the Magic Cottage into a large-scale castle, even into something as immense as a High Tower.

After refining materials for over an hour,

Tuck then added some scattered materials before heading over to his rented cottage.

Looking at the ashes clock, Tuck spoke to himself,

“It’s about time to visit the underground black market again.”

After preparing for a while, Tuck opened the door and walked outside.

…

Underground City!

Star Track Market.

In a corner.

Tuck set up his stall.

Laid out on top were more than a dozen Second-Rank Fine Materials.

Beneath the Priest Robe’s hood, a layer of Shadow obscured Tuck’s face.

Today was the second day of the “Grey Night period.”

Tuck planned to make initial contact with the Transcendent who intended to buy Third-Rank Fine Materials and had even requested him to refine Leader-Level Material.

Over at Barkin’s,

this month, Tuck had netted close to 50,000 Magic Gold.

The earnings were as bountiful as ever.

But, their family consortium had their council meeting postponed due to the mission from St. Land involving the Steam Lighthouse,

naturally delaying Tuck’s proposal to secure Lord-level Dragon Crystal materials in advance.

And the plan to rob Light materials was nowhere to be seen.

Tuck was left with no choice but to take the initiative to contact the seemingly significant Transcendent from the Underground City.

Today’s black market seemed busier than usual.

With the lighthouse project advancing the exploration of the Spirit Realm Layer,

many Transcendents of levels twenty to thirty could pass through the Door of the Spirit World Lighthouse to enter the Spirit Realm Layer.

The Spirit Realm Layer, after several hundred years of ecological development by St. Land itself,

along with the significant advancements of the Steam Era in the past one to two hundred years,

had accumulated a vast and incredibly dense circle of Transcendent creatures.

The powerful did not have the time to clear out those lower-level Transcendent creatures.

But for those Transcendents who had utilized the Door of the Spirit World Lighthouse to enter the Spirit Realm Layer,

it was entirely akin to unlocking a new world.

And with the Spirit World Lighthouse as their support,

during this period, the deep exploration of the Spirit Realm Layer following the Steam Lighthouse’s door allowed many Transcendents to reap considerable rewards.

“Are these Second-Rank elite materials the non-harmful kind?”

While Tuck was waiting,

a rather polite and delicate female voice rang out.

Tuck looked up, and what caught his eyes was a female Transcendent wearing iron blue leather armor, a short knife on her waist, and a grey linen cloak over it.

Following this female Transcendent were another male and female Transcendent.

“Yes,”

Tuck assessed them for a moment and nodded his head.

Immediately, the trio began to whisper among themselves.

“Is that him?”

“He looks very similar; wasn’t there talk that that Refiner likes to immerse himself in the Shadow State? This guy just has shadow mist on his face.”

“That should be him! He’s the only one selling Second-Rank materials in the market, and they’re priced quite high. I heard he also has Third-Rank elite materials, he just hasn’t brought them out.”

Seeing the three of them, all at level nineteen, clearly Tower Apprentices or the like, whispering in front of him,

Tuck was somewhat speechless.

We’re so close, do you really think I have hearing problems?

“May we take a look?”

The leading female apprentice asked Tuck.

Tuck did not respond, but instead he asked in a gentle voice,

“Where did you hear about me?”

“Ah…”

The female student paused, looking Tuck up and down before replying,

“It has already been widely disseminated among the apprentices, saying there are top-notch Refiner’s elite materials available from the Dwarves.”

“And recently, there has been news that similar high-quality elite materials were being sold at high prices in the underground market.”

“So, we came to take a look.”

“Are these sourced from the Dwarves as well?”

Hearing the female apprentice’s explanation, Tuck nodded,

“Yes!”

“These are all top-quality fine materials.”

“The price might be a bit high, but I guarantee they’ll ensure your safe advancement.”

“Of course, at your current levels, there’s no need to advance solely with non-harmful materials.”

“An ordinary refined elite material, combined with two non-harmful materials, will allow you to better experience the process of transformation.”

After Tuck’s guidance, the trio each selected one or two materials.

Then they happily left, satisfied with their picks.

Tuck, standing by his stall, was quietly contemplating,

“Hmm… News about the Refiner has been gradually spreading.”

“I have my own channels for selling resources, and don’t need to rely too much on the Dwarves’ channels anymore.”

“Putting some pressure on them will also help me get the resources I need.”

While Tuck was lost in thought,

a burly man wearing a small demon mask appeared in front of Tuck’s stall.

“Mr. Refiner, you didn’t set up shop in the last trade cycle; was there some emergency?”

Despite the rough tone of the man with the demon mask, Tuck could still tell that it was the person he was waiting for.

“I was busy with work at the lighthouse station and got slightly delayed,” Tuck replied with a slightly hoarse voice.

Tuck’s words resonated with the man.

“Indeed, those Spirit Realm creatures are quite troublesome.”

“The beehive mountain on our side is too challenging.”

“When thousands of Spirit Sting Demon Bees attack, only the Spellcasters dare to engage from a distance.”

“Other Sequence Spellcasters, even Knights, cannot withstand it and must hide within the High Tower.”

“The attacks of those Spirit Sting Demon Bees can cause soul poisoning; in severe cases, they can cause the soul to spin out of control.”

“We’ve already lost a fair number of people.”

Feeling that what he was saying might be too sensitive, the man appropriately cut himself off mid-explanation.

Then, looking around, he lowered his voice,

“Regarding the refinement of Leader-Level Material,”

“Our Cult… erm… a respectable high-rank ‘Night Walker’ would like to have a word with Mr. Mage.”

“Mr. Mage, you should be quite interested.”

Tuck immediately stood up and said,

“Is it the honorable ‘Gustav’ the Walker from the Star Track Cult?”

Since coming to the Star Track Market in the Underground City,

Tuck had naturally prepared a lot of information about the Star Track Cult beforehand.

Seeing that Tuck had guessed it,

the man did not bother to conceal anything further.

He nodded and said, “Yes, it’s the honorable ‘Gustav’ the Walker who would like to meet with Mr. Mage.”

This is the Star Track Market of the black market, a marketplace controlled by the Star Track Cult.

Whether it’s Werewolves or the Blood Race, even a Dark Sun Bishop coming here must follow the rules set by the Star Track Cult.

Therefore, he did not mind revealing his identity as a member of the Star Track Cult.