Despite having a magical heritage that is second to none, in the eyes of the higher-ups of the Kingdom of Terraria, the elves who inhabit the sacred forest are just a group of hillbillies who have no intention of responding to the courier's request to send someone to investigate the cause of the accelerated spread of the sacred terrain.

Thankfully, this didn't become a foreshadowing for a big event...... Ahem, there will be a big event, but it has nothing to do with this event.

The elves don't have to get to the bottom of it, and after confirming that the diffusion speed has changed back to its original shape, a certain pioneer loses his mind and runs to hell to provoke the wall of flesh, clear the area of diffusion, and return to the usual slow-paced life.

Lyle's father was a craftsman in magical ornaments, but in order to obtain materials, he often had to work part-time as a truancy and hunter; Lyle's mother was a pharmacist by profession, but spent most of her time tending to herbs in the fields; After the couple prepared a sufficient number of goods, they would entrust their mischievous son to the care of the older generation, and with an almost tourist-like mentality, they would become a foot merchant and go to major cities to sell.

Half of it is because of the insufficient number of people, and half of it is because of the scattered ethnic culture, and the great division of social labor that has been practiced in the kingdom towns for an unknown number of years cannot be implemented in the elven villages, resulting in the visible low production efficiency, and the goods are generally sold once or twice a year. But the magic level of the elves is in the leading position, and the magic props are asking for the same price, and some people are secretly scolding profiteers while sweeping the goods, and there is no problem with economic income at all.

In fact, every household in the village was less obviously wealthy, in the case of the Lyle's family, the chandelier with the black greasy blocks on the head was made of gold, the mage robe in the mother's closet was inlaid with broken diamonds, and the father's workshop had a full set of the best mage equipment available.

In a sense, the economic problem of being too easily satisfied is also one of the reasons why the elves have a lazy racial culture.

- But, contrary to the lazy adults, Lyle, a minor child, has a hard-working nature that doesn't match the elves. Although they can still 'play', the three parts of 'doing housework', 'studying' and 'research' have a great proportion.

"Lyle~ Why are you studying slimes again?" Fili, who came to show off with a golden rabbit, was very puzzled why her friend always couldn't get along with the slime, obviously the slime pillow or something had already been invented.

Even if the slime is a monster, it would be too miserable to be pierced with a needle every few days to extract the gel.

"I used to study gels, but now I'm working on cores," Lyle pointed to the cyan slime that had been injected with some kind of magic potion in the glass case, and the originally colorless and transparent core was rendered in lilac, "More precisely, it should be the way the core controls the gel." ”

In fact, Fili, who didn't understand much, tilted her head and said, "...... What is it to invent to study this? ”

"I don't know exactly what I can invent." According to the differences in research results, the things that can be invented are very different, "In some areas, slimes can launch the gel in their bodies to attack the enemy, which means that this control method can generate considerable pressure locally." If you know how it works, and then use it by the Terra, you may be able to create some deformable gel weapons. ”

Needless to say, in the hands of the same user, the strength of the gel weapon is not as strong as that of the traditional cold weapon, but the 'weapon' does not have to be used in a dignified duel, and there are also assassination occasions.

Ahem, Lyle himself figured it out, but didn't pollute his friend's pure heart.

"Transformable weapons, that's so much fun!" Sure enough, the elf little Lori presented a cute and soft weapon in her mind at this time...... Or it's a toy, it's not wrong, it's true that this kind of thing can only be made under specific research results.

By the way, 'not being able to maintain sufficient strength' does not mean 'useless', and there are always places where slime gel with this property can be used in so many aspects of production and life.

"It's useless to say so much because there's no progress." If she continues to research, Fili will always be harassing her, and Lyle can only end today's research early, push the glass box containing the slime into the breeding cabinet, and then release the slime inside.

There is water, dead leaves, and kitchen waste in the breeding cabinet, and the slime can only replenish the gel in the body by eating and drinking.

Fili hurriedly encouraged: "You are already very powerful, and your mother says that you are a genius you have never seen before." ”

Considering that Fili's mother is now over 300 years old, this evaluation is not low, and it is beyond the scope of 'once in a hundred years'.

"Isn't it just luck to find a way to keep the gel elastic? Auntie also talked too much. "Lyle is not proud at all, he sometimes has some whimsical ideas in his head, but many times they are wrong, and to put it bluntly, he has to try more," ...... Compared to this, you are really positive, why don't you usually see you so keen on learning? ”

“？？？” Fili looked dazed, she had just come to show off the golden rabbit she had caught when she and her father were fishing on the surface in the morning.

"What? Didn't Auntie tell you? Lyle reluctantly explained while packing up the experimental tools, "Fili, you are obviously a year older than me, and your magic level is so much behind me, Auntie asked me to tutor you yesterday." ”

"Eh~~!!" Fili let out a scream, and the golden rabbit in her arms broke free in fright, and jumped up and down for a few moments.

Fortunately, this is the inside of the Ancient Tree of Life, and even if the rabbit wittily runs out of Lyle's house, it will be easy to catch it.

Lyle rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not unhappy, you're not happy, are you?" ”

There is a lot of self-cherishing between different races, but only within the village, they are still willing to communicate.

Of course, this does not change the fact that one side is in trouble with the other, and there is no reason why it is necessary to agree.

"Goo...... Will you be able to hang out after that? "Fili spends most of her playtime with Lyle, and it would be bad news for her if it all turned into study time.

"You don't have to be distracted, I'm going to be distracted too, okay?" Lyle didn't have a good breath, and stuffed the introductory textbook he used into the arms of his only friend, "You should have read this thing, take a quick look at it again tonight, and I'll explain it to you tomorrow." ”

"And what about today?" Being lazy is a day, and little Lori already has this mentality.

"Today I'm going to test your magic power and magic level, and I'll have a mock battle with me." Lyle smiled brightly, and it was the first time in his life that he had ever fought.

The world of alchemy is a special case, and this time it is the first time to get rid of the title of the five scumbags. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)