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

Underground caves still bustling with activity, alchemists use their Silver Sand Discs to move their bodies around the alchemy labs, recording experimental data, reporting experimental results. Despire the urgency, order was maintained and no accidental collisions would occur, embodying a precise mechanical aesthetic.


In the depths of the underground caves, behind a heavy metal door, multiple high-ranked Elemental Minions were seen slowly floating in the comprehensive alchemy lab.


Each controlled several Silver Sand Palms, organizing the vials and books in the lab, tending to the potted plants along the walls, clearing fallen leaves, watering plants.


As though receiving the same signal, these high-ranked Elemental Minions withdrew their Silver Sand Palms, converged beside the lab's desk, combining into a humanoid shape.


Other high-ranked Elemental Minions emerged from the shelves, carrying sets of artificial skin and various bioengineered alchemical devices.


Chapter 9 Selecting Targets