Wizard: I Can Synthesis Everything
Chapter 86: Invitation to the Golden City

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Invitation to the Golden City

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This year’s Eternal Night passed without anything unusual.

The cat maid volunteered herself for the pillow, but Lin Suo gently rejected her, fearing that she couldn’t handle too much horsepower.

He genuinely feared such a dedicated maid would bleed to death.

If she died, who would feed him grapes!

After the industrial chain was established, the earnings from general industries mostly went toward expenses, saving only about two hundred thousand gold a month, which is about twenty magic stones.

As expected, not long after bicycles appeared, the goblins had copied them, and they even made upgraded versions with steam injection devices that ran faster than damn horses.

There was even a special flight version.

The goblin clan’s steam bicycles mainly catered to the Capital. Lin Suo’s targeted the general public and were nothing special.

However, the rice industry was quite profitable. Knight Orders are a group of superhumans cultivated by the nobility. Legally, they’re the military forces of the nobility, needed everywhere, and in the past, they couldn’t afford to eat food with large quantities of magic power.

They could only consume regular food, and anyone who has raised them knows the consumption and inconvenience involved. Now, with Lin Suo’s synthetic rice, they usually get full with three bowls.

Much more convenient than before.

Then Lin Suo decisively expanded his base and let go of the luxury goods positioning, selling two hundred acres in one go, using witchcraft to improve the soil quality and create underground isolation nets.

He didn’t mind the trouble, considering it skill level practice.

After improving the soil quality and preventing erosion by sea water, his special fertilizers and water quality, combined with the synthetic rice, yielded very impressive production.

Several nearby villages had his hired farmers, and many households moved near the castle where his slave knights would offer protection.

It also made work convenient. The income from synthetic rice was about a thousand magic stones a month, not as much as counterfeiting coins, but still very substantial. Without Viscount’s life-saving, the grass on his grave would have been three feet tall.

The core business of reagent trading wasn’t easy at the start.

It only saw a significant increase on the second month.

It was also around a thousand magic stones, but there was still obvious room for growth. Lin Suo estimated it could reach around two thousand magic stones. Expanding the industry to this extent was almost enough.

If the cake was made bigger, the title of Viscount would no longer be enough.

The only pity was that the synthesis reagent had to be handled by him, so he recently started researching how to work backward from the specific material quantities of the synthesis reagent.

Alchemy magic potion science is profoundly esoteric; after a couple of months of research, he still fell a bit short.

However, he had some ideas, lacking only time for trial and error.

Lin Suo taught the Round Pupil Meditation Method to a few half-beast maids with good aptitude. He used the Enlightenment Reagent to help them become low-level wizard apprentices, attempting to cultivate them into magic potion-making tools.

All of them were around fifteen or sixteen years old, having missed the appropriate age and with no means of access, they were fish that slipped the net. Lin Suo searched Koster’s slave market and found only three.

Their role was to handle miscellaneous tasks like tools.

For example, once the formula for the reagent is reversed, he could toss all the work to the tools and just oversee the accounts.

He focused on hard requirements for his own strength enhancement.

Interestingly, Lin Suo found that after the circulation of counterfeit coins and extensive commercial activities, a mystical map emerged in his mind.

He had full control over the synthesized objects, and when focusing keenly, he could sense a light point, even having the ability to destroy it with his mind.

He didn’t yet know how far this distance could be.

Aside from sensing the positions of the synthetic objects, for Evil God Synthesis, he had the ability to summon it within a thousand meters.

Just like the twin-headed horse from before.

The Frog Machine was the same.

So, as long as he focused on perception, a fascinating map of light points would appear in his mind, which was quite marvelous.

[Stacked Synthesis]

[Evil God Synthesis]

[Common Sense (Logic) Synthesis]

[Symbiotic Synthesis]

These were the four main categories he could synthesize so far. The prerequisite for Symbiotic Synthesis is that both parties must be in a dying state. So recently, when researching giant spider corpses, he wondered whether a corpse and a dying creature could form a symbiosis?

Could such a synthesis create a being with spiritual intellect?

What would become of the synthesis of two dying humans?

These are very interesting topics.

January 15th.

An invitation from the Capital shattered Lin Suo’s plans to actualize his experiments.

[Dear Viscount Rhein,

The Committee invites you to participate in the advisory consultation for the case of Reynolds Augustus. Relevant parties are to arrive at the Capital—Judgment Committee Headquarters—before the 30th of this month.

—"Layston Martin"]

"Uh oh."

"Reynolds has been arrested?"

Lin Suo frowned, sensing the matter was not so simple, yet as a vassal of the Empire nobility, he could not disregard a summon from his ultimate superior.

He folded the letter.

Lin Suo washed his hands and prepared to set off immediately.

Koster was not close to Dan Dong’s Capital, the "Golden City"; it would take about five days by airship, or nearly ten days if a First Rank Wizard flew by himself.

Lin Suo decided to take the airship there.

It would be a good opportunity to visit the capital of Dan Dong, broaden his horizons, and also officially register with the Padolon Wizard Association.

A twenty-one-year-old official wizard, certainly a first-class genius.

With his Viscount status as a backup, he should be able to join smoothly and become a regular member.

In this way, many knowledge barriers would no longer be an issue.

After all, he was a member of this stratum, albeit a minor character.

In Tominoos, he had shifted from being a provider of knowledge to a channel for purchasing resources, and to this day Migaron had not asked for his help with anything significant.

At most, they would seek his presence to fill out the numbers at banquets; noble circles, where having a numerical advantage was essential.

His opponents, the Purple Orchid, still owed Lin Suo a favor, and while their pirate-like demeanor was evident, they still acknowledged such well-known gratitude.

Occasionally, Lin Suo would go to act as a mediator and soften the relationship between the two sides.

Interests were paramount; for the nobility, this was the truth.

Afternoon.

Having dispatched the butler to arrange for a goblin airship cabin ticket, Lin Suo left the house alone, riding on a Flying Magic Carpet.

He was two months late and unsure of what situation he might encounter.

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Koster.

After the chaos, the city was still licking its wounds, eerily calm, and not at all bustling.

It was said that the nobles, who had previously turned a blind eye, were fined by the Empire, and now the matter was considered settled.

Of course, this was irrelevant to Lin Suo, and there was no reward either.

The Goblin Society’s steam airship area was situated in an open space in the Upper City, unaffected by the previous turmoil; the well-to-do traveled there, while commoners used horse carts and octopus boats.

Not many people were headed to the Capital at dusk.

Upon boarding, Lin Suo went to his privately purchased cabin, equipped with a bed, washroom, dressing table, wardrobe, and so on.

Aside from being a bit small, it had everything.

Anticipating the upcoming five-day aerial journey, Lin Suo was slightly excited, pulled open the metal shutter to reveal a small window, and applied a Strong Repulsion Field.

This would prevent wind from gushing in; he could then enjoy the cloudscape and relax his mind.

The next day...

Ps: (Thanks for the vigorous sponsorship from 08a, I’ll treat you to morning beef puffs.)