"Alchemy is the idea and ancestor of a chemical philosophy in the Middle Ages, the prototype of contemporary chemistry. Its goal is to chemically convert some base metals into gold, to make a cure-all, and to prepare an elixir of life......"

"So it's just a superstition before the Middle Ages, Yuan Lin, modern science has proven that this method doesn't work, doesn't it?"

"But, Professor. Alchemy has a history of at least 2,500 years. Even if it'......'

"Alright, stop there. Yuan Lin, you are not too young, can you be realistic? Besides, as a student of the Department of Landscape Architecture, isn't it a bit unreliable to write such a thing as "alchemy" for your graduation thesis? At the end of the day, you're something that should be forgotten by history, and compared to these, I still hope you'll call for a more reliable paper. For your future. ”

"Forgotten by history...... is such a fascinating thing. But can it only be forgotten? How sad...... With the loss of being despised by the professor again, he packed up his paper, silently walked out of the office, and returned to his "single dormitory".

My name is Yuan Lin. An "ordinary" college student, I myself think so. But since I inadvertently came into contact with "alchemy", "ordinary" has no chance for me. Impressed by the charm of "alchemy", I was constantly thirsty for knowledge. I was fascinated and couldn't help but have the idea of proving that alchemy is real. Pity...... Rejected again.

Since I came into contact with alchemy, my classmates at first thought of me as a relapse of secondary two diseases, but as time went by, I became neurotic, freak, **...... It has become the consensus of my classmates and teachers. Everyone stayed away from me, and even the dormitories were single...... Very good treatment, isn't it? In this way, I can experiment without any scruples, and I am full of confidence today.

returned to his messy dormitory, full of practical supplies and materials, let go of the unhappiness in his heart, and threw himself into his favorite alchemy business. Although it didn't work out, it's just that. But as the old saying goes, failure is the mother of success. If you are afraid of failure and do nothing, you will not succeed.

Figuring out his own tools, Yuan Lin today is working as hard, relying on alchemical recipes found online (really useful?). What about your IQ? Alchemy is carried out.

"Uh...... Let me see, a little grapes, a little cotton, and red mountain flowers? In other words, what is Void Salt? I haven't seen it, so forget about the salt." Anyway, it should be a literal translation of the ancient text (no, no, I think you have been trapped). Then the time has come to witness the miracle, so that as long as it is constantly heated...... Boom!!!!!! ……

"Will it explode?!" The grizzled Yuan Lin wiped off the mysterious liquid that was pasted on his face. 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped by......

"Wait, what is this place? Am I going to blow up my dorm room? What is the situation with this fresh air and pleasant bird calls? ”

The surrounding trees stretched haphazardly, the sound of birds echoing in your ears, and you smelled the moist smell of the earth. Yuan Lin was sure that he was definitely not in his messy single dormitory. But the feeling of tranquility around you doesn't give you the feeling of an explosion site.

"Could it be that I succeeded? Is this the new world I have forged? Mom and Dad of the Kingdom of Heaven, do you see? Your son has come out and become a world. Hahahahahaha ”

"Didn't work out, little brother," a faint voice came from behind him.

“…… You...... You...... Who is it?" Obviously, Yuan Lin was startled by this sudden voice, and even the character design collapsed. When I turned around, I realized that there was an extra person behind me...... Wait a minute...... Person??? What kind of person can be so curious, only the upper body floats in the air~~~~ Although she is a beauty...... But it's still terrifying......

"Little brother, don't be so afraid, we won't eat you, although we are monsters...... Hehehe......"

“…… Monster...... Don't bully me for reading less, I'm a good boy in the new era, familiar with Marxism-Leninism, Mao XX thought, a qiē unrealistic thing, demons and monsters, don't scare me...... Woo woo woo ...... "Although his mouth was hard, Yuan Lin's trembling legs betrayed him faithfully. After all, the upper body is floating in the air or something, it's too ghostly.

"Don't you believe in demons and monsters? Then why do you still pursue such an unrealistic thing as alchemy, little brother? ”

Well, the effect is outstanding, and Yuan Lin refutes that it can't.

"So...... There's just one problem...... Why am I here? Yuan Lin resigned himself to his doubts

"Because you've been forgotten." "Huh? What do you mean? Yuan Lin was puzzled.

"Because the alchemy you pursue is something that has been forgotten, and you who have pursued it tirelessly have also been forgotten. Isn't it? Heaven's Mom and Dad ......"

"I see...... Is it?" Are you already so unpopular? Already, no one cares about themselves? "So, why did I come here for such a forgotten person?"

"Because this is the kind of place, the place where the forgotten can reach, the place where the unreality exists, where the unreality is allowed, including the alchemy you seek."

"Heh, it's really a suitable place for me to live. So, as a newcomer, do I need to introduce myself? "Of course," the girl laughed.

"Ahem, then. First Meeting...... I...... It's called Yuan Lin. A college student...... No...... A forgotten alchemist, please take care of it. ”

"Isn't it very good? So, my name is...... Yakumo Purple Yo ~~~~~, welcome to Gensokyo, the place where the gods are loved. ”

"Gensokyo, I wish the gods were in love with me. I'm already out of luck. Yuan Lin said with emotion.

"Yes, God's word," Yakumo said leisurely as she covered her mouth with a folding fan. "Well, have a nice trip."

"Huh? Thank you. Alas? What the hell is this? Ahh......h

Looking at the young man who was engulfed in the darkness, Yakumo Purple said to herself, "Then, the forgotten people who pursue the forgotten things." Will you be able to find your dreams? A real dream! ”xh118