"Alas, a lonely grave a thousand miles away, nowhere to speak of my sorrow..." Ye Lang sighed. Although the word seemed a bit off, it still conveyed a fitting sense of desolation.
"So what should we do now?" Cold-Blooded Fifth frowned as he looked at the "huge" Cold-Blooded Thirteenth.
"It's alright, I think I'll be back to normal after I finish studying his diary," Ye Lang said nonchalantly. To him, shrinking was nothing, and he had experienced much bigger changes before.
"You still want to wait for recovery? What if you can't recover?" Cold-Blooded Fifth said, and at this moment, she seemed to be talking a little more.
"So be it, it's no big deal," Ye Lang said nonchalantly. He found the situation quite amusing; if something was inconvenient, someone could take over.
"You really don't care about anything!" Cold-Blooded Fifth frowned helplessly. It seemed that it would be difficult for Ye Lang to come up with a solution, so he might as well try to find one himself.
Why ask him to come up with a solution? Is he even capable of doing it?
Cold-Blooded Fifth suddenly realized the problem, shook his head, and felt that he was so stupid to have placed his hopes on a stupid boy.
Thinking of this, Cold-Blooded Fifth stopped paying attention to Ye Lang, sat down to rest, and prepared to go out and find someone to help later. He believed that the Cold-Blooded Group would come up with a solution.
Ye Lang, meanwhile, was looking at Cold-Blooded Thirteenth's diary. He quickly flipped through it, memorized the contents, and then studied it carefully in the diary.
After reading Cold-Blooded Thirteenth's diary, Ye Lang was certain of one thing: his guess was indeed correct. Cold-Blooded Thirteenth did indeed possess that alchemy, and it was this very alchemy that led to his demise.
This kind of alchemy is the most magical of all—puppetry!
Puppetry, as the name suggests, is the art of creating puppets. These puppets are not only multifunctional but also extremely powerful.
According to legend, in ancient times there were four Alchemy Puppet, each with the power to destroy the world, easily destroy a city, and single-handedly hold off an army of hundreds of thousands.
Although this is just a legend, it illustrates one thing: this Alchemy Puppet possesses immense power.
However, making a puppet is not just about knowing how to do it; you also need to collect materials, make different devices, and finally assemble a complete puppet.
This process will likely take more than a day or two to complete; in fact, it could take a year or two.
Furthermore, some of the devices used in puppetry have been lost, and without the technology to create these core devices, it is very difficult to complete a puppet.
Therefore, alchemists who study puppetry all hope that one day they can find these alchemical devices in ancient ruins. Even if they cannot research them, they can still use these devices to create a new one.
Of course, the best outcome would be to unearth a complete puppet...
According to Cold-Blooded Thirteenth's diary, Ye Lang knew that he was very lucky and had collected a complete puppet device, and the device he made in Ye City was one of them.
He was afraid of being discovered, so he made the device in Ye City. Later, due to the appearance of the Ye Clan, he had to move to another location. Fortunately, he had already completed it.
However, since the materials and Alchemy Array used in this device cannot be placed in spatial items, he had to ask mercenaries to handle it.
As for why he didn't make it here, according to the Alchemy Journal, the device needs to be made in an environment like Ye City, and there is a certain material that must be made in its place of origin, otherwise it will lose the required function.
Although Ye City was not the only place of origin, it was the most suitable place at the time, where no one would have noticed the existence of Cold-Blooded Thirteenth.
Now, Ye Lang is going to dismantle the entire alchemical device for research. He's not afraid of losing it; if he can only have one puppet, he might as well not have one at all.
Only by mastering the technology can you achieve the best results.
However, before that, Ye Lang needed to finish reading the books in the Cold-Blooded Thirteenth Rings so that he would be more confident in understanding them thoroughly. But Ye Lang hadn't thought that there was still one thing he needed to deal with.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Cold-Blooded Fifth screamed and ran towards Ye Lang, hiding behind him. Her actions were just like those of a frightened little girl, which was rare for Cold-Blooded Fifth.
"?!" Ye Lang didn't pay attention to that; he just wanted to know what Cold-Blooded Fifth was afraid of.
"There are bugs!!" Cold-Blooded Fifth pointed in that direction and said.
"What's there to be afraid of in bugs?" Ye Lang didn't regard Cold-Blooded Fifth as a cold-blooded killer, but he didn't treat her as a normal girl either. He had once seen Cold-Blooded Fifth clean up the bugs with a splash.
"But it's huge..." Cold-Blooded Fifth said somewhat embarrassedly, "And disgusting..."
"How big can it be? Holy crap, it's really big..." Ye Lang didn't react at first. When he saw the insect, he thought he had encountered a monster, but he quickly realized that it was all normal.
"That's because we're small. You think of them as Devil Beast and kill them. Apparently, they're all edible. They're high in protein..."
These insects were actually maggots on the corpse, but because Ye Lang and Cold-Blooded Fifth had shrunk, they appeared to be very large.
"Go to hell! If you want to eat, then eat!" Cold-Blooded Fifth had recovered a little. She was used to these insects, but their sudden increase in size made her uncomfortable. What she didn't expect was that the disgustingness of these insects increased exponentially with their size.
"I just said it's edible, not that I have to eat it. I have no interest in that! Hurry up and kill these bugs, and don't bother me," Ye Lang said casually. He believed that Cold-Blooded Fifth wouldn't be afraid of these things.
"No, you find a way to get rid of it!!" Cold-Blooded Fifth unexpectedly refused to go; if others saw this, they would probably be shocked.
"What's the point of dealing with it? If Cold-Blooded Thirteenth's body is still there, there will definitely be more, and even more. I don't understand how these flies got in..." Ye Lang said, showing no intention of dealing with them.
Cold-Blooded Fifth thought for a moment, then grabbed Ye Lang and started to leave. "Then let's hurry up and go!"
"Stop, stop! Where are we going? I still have things to take care of!" Ye Lang struggled to say.
"What's there to deal with? Let's go out first and call someone to handle it. You can stay here as long as you want, okay?" Cold-Blooded Fifth started to coax Ye Lang. She wanted to leave this disgusting place, and she was starting to notice how unpleasant the smell was.