Lantern Town, Alchemy laboratory.
Under the watchful eye of a group of students, Dorothy walked leisurely in front of various Alchemy instruments. She debugged and started various glass instruments lightly, in which many materials reacted, and then flowed in in an orderly manner to join the next reaction process.
In a seemingly busy laboratory, all processes are closely monitored in Dorothy's mind and proceed in an orderly manner.
Different from his usual lazy look, the blond genius Alchemy magician is particularly focused when he is in working mode. Many symbols are flowing in his eyes, constantly manipulating potions and applying various rune marks to prepare reactions.
About forty minutes later, a small test tube of lavender powder appeared in her hand. Dorothy shook it gently, and the powder inside floated gently, like a mist.
Seeing her finishing preparations, the students who had been waiting for a long time looked at her curiously.
"Is this a finished product?" they want to know if it's a success.
"That's right, but we have to try the effect." Dorothy turned around and walked to the students. Here were glass cages restraining "Grey Mud", some of which contained "Grey Mud", and some were empty.
The students carefully opened the glass lid, while Dorothy put on special identification glasses, then opened the test tube stopper, being careful to spill it slightly.
Smoke-like powder floated into the glass box, some showed no reaction, while others reflected flickering light spots on the inner wall of the glass, which represented the tiny "Grey Mud" living things that existed in those places.
"The effect is good, but it still needs improvement." Dorothy held a pen in one hand and kept writing down the thoughts that were passing through his mind.
"The color of the reaction is too light and not eye-catching enough. If it is not a closed environment, it will be easily blown away by the wind. It needs a certain concentration, otherwise it will not be effective..." She wrote down these shortcomings.
In the next two days, Dorothy continued to improve until a suitable sample was finally produced.
"Tia, you come and test this." She found Sylutia and asked her to take the newly prepared potion powder to test the effect.
Because Sylutia is currently the only person in the station who can discover all the traces of "Grey Mud" by her own ability, and only she can truly compare the effects of "Reveal Potion Powder".
"Okay." Sylutia responded.
After receiving the powder, she first mentally noted the traces of "Grey Mud" scattered on the large piece of glass in front of her, then opened the bottle cork, sprinkled the powder, and let it spread.
Soon, these hidden "Grey Mud" on the glass showed traces of slight silver-blue gradient. This color is rare in nature and is particularly eye-catching.
With the guidance of these silver-blue gradient luster, other students used special Alchemy powder to burn it to eliminate "Grey Mud" on the glass. After doing this several times, the powder was sprinkled again. This time, there were no traces of silver-blue.
"That's enough." Sylutia nodded with satisfaction.
"Can production be expanded?" Sylutia looked to Dorothy aside.
"Yes, but there are not many raw materials and cannot withstand waste, and it is too slow for me to make it alone, so I need a powerful helper." When he said this, Dorothy stared straight at the girl in front of him.
"Okay, I get it, you want my help, right?" Sylutia couldn't see this person's thoughts at all.
"Gee, little Tia just knows."
The strong wind in the wilderness still continued, and the small town sent a team to contact the headquarters of the Association. It took six days before they returned with difficulty.
"How is the situation?" Seeing these tired students, Sylutia asked.
"The news has been spread, but according to the response to the contact, the Association still needs a week or two to deploy personnel and find a way."
"It's pretty much what I expected."
Sylutia has long understood the speed of the Woodland Association's work. Although he can do it, it is difficult to speed up because it takes time to notify, coordinate and communicate with personnel from various branches and organizations.
In the past two days, she and Dorothy have been making the newly developed Reveal Powder powder in the Alchemy room. It will take another two days to complete the expected quantity.
Three days later, as the storm subsided, Sylutia and Dorothy led a group of elite students from the small town to "Iron Wall High Cliff". At this time, 12 days had passed since they sent the message.
Riding on well-trained war horses, the group galloped forward in bad weather, passing through the complex mountains and canyons in the Dark Mist Mountains, and finally arrived at their destination.
"Is this "Iron Wall High Cliff"?"
Sylutia stopped the horse under him and looked up into the distance. The mountain wall in the distance looked like gray iron, dotted with gray buildings of the same color as the mountain wall. Some of them flickered with faint lights at night, appearing and disappearing.
"Yes, the high mountain wall buildings on both sides of the canyon were the headquarters here. It is said that nearly 1,600 people were originally stationed on both sides of the long cliff." A student answered.
"Let's go."
The group continued to ride horses, along the steep plank road on the side of the canyon, continuously going up, and then came to the ridge on the cliff, traveling along the undulating road like the Great Wall, until one day later, they arrived at the high cliff station they saw from a distance yesterday.
"Who are you?" The soldier guarding the station plank road raised his torch and asked, his voice revealing weakness.
Sylutia stepped forward, took off his hood, revealing his beautiful face and long silver snow hair, and then took out the badge to prove his identity.
"I am the representative of Lantern Town station. Because I received your request for help, I came here specifically to provide support."
"Support?" He probably understood what was going on, but now he shook his head.
"The situation in Iron Wall High Cliff is now very bad. More than half of the members are already seriously ill and unable to move. The remaining people are just struggling to hold on. If you go there, you will probably be infected quickly, which will increase the burden inside."
"Even though we are in good condition, in fact, we are the only soldiers in the station who can still stay awake and energetic to guard this place." He replied while standing on the tower, with several other people appearing around him, all of whom looked tired.
"Every day when we sleep, we burn the internal and external buildings with flames. In addition, several of us are Transcendent of "Blazing Sun" Aspect Power. Only then can we use the special Breathing Technique to increase our body temperature and maintain resistance to this special Plague."
"If you come in and don't have the same conditions as us, it will only cause trouble."
"I know, after I rescued that Knight, I discovered the special features of these "Grey Mud"." Sylutia explained, then thought of something and took out a letter.
"This is the letter from Zalia Knight, and the "Reveal Potion Powder" we brought. He has written down the situation in it, and please forward it to the commander of the station. The other party will understand."
Sylutia threw the thing out and was caught by the soldiers on the tower. They looked at the letter and the powder and tried it several times. They seemed to be sure it was effective, so they told Sylutia below.
"We will report it to the commander as soon as possible, but we still can't let you in now. This is actually for your own good. We also ask you to go to the corner on the east side of the mountain road. Going there, there will be an abandoned small camp. You can stay there to take shelter from the wind. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."
"Okay, please do it as soon as possible."
Sylutia left with his team temporarily, while the soldiers guarding the plank road sent a few people to rush to the fortress not far away.
They held high torches and advanced in the harsh environment. The flames were like tiny dots in the wind and snow, giving people the illusion that they would be extinguished at any time.