White Barge Clear River

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating.
Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture.
Drink down the pain, reap a new life.
In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks.
Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood.
(This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

Any research involving the most basic materials will become incredibly lengthy.


The underwater bullet, which does not have any electric affinity, should be the final type for this individual underwater combat.


Xia Zhou must get involved and make his own contribution. Otherwise, when applying for the patent, it would affect the proportion of patent benefits.


He traveled between Poseidon City and Lumingtun City every day, working during the day, and making elemental bottles and deep meditating at night.


Finally, on a Saturday in November, he made the last elemental bottle needed for condensing the elemental shell.


At noon that day, at home in the Saint Yoke Community.


An Ruer stood in front of the stove, manipulating two silver sands, one in her left hand with a frying pan and the other in her right hand with a spatula, quickly turning the golden rice grains in the pan.


Chapter 79: Choosing the Elemental Shell