For the next few days, Lan Qingyou did nothing but read. She didn't even fire up her cauldron to brew any potions. If it weren't for Gu Xiaobei sending her dishes on time every day, she might have forgotten to eat altogether.
The gale winds and lightning caused by the magic turbulence would arrive late at night and vanish by the next morning.
After experiencing this a few times, let alone Lan Qingyou in her level 3 shelter, even those living in level 2 shelters had become immune to the fear. Whenever they were free, they would spend their time bantering and joking around in the channel.
Of course, there were also cowardly types who didn't dare to step outside. Once their food reserves ran out, they would resort to begging in the channel.
But District 666 Villain's Valley doesn't believe in tears, so no one paid any mind to such people.
Some hot-tempered individuals who couldn't stand the sight of it would even curse them out directly, vanishing once they had vented their frustration.
However, this shut-in life over the past few days wasn't without its benefits.
First and foremost was her learning.
She had learned many good things from the books. Even those that seemed like non-academic reading provided her with significant inspiration.
Another benefit was the information regarding things that hadn't existed before the newbie protection period ended.
This mainly focused on magic creatures.
During the newbie protection period, aside from wolves, the forest only contained small animals like horned rabbits and Multi-colored Feather Chickens.
Once the period ended, magic creatures began popping up like mushrooms after rain.
And the diversity of species was quite rich.
There were plant-type man-eating flowers, earth-type sludge monsters, water-type water-spitting fish, fire-type jumping pigs, and her old friends, the wind-type wargs.
Don't ask how their names were known.
It was because people had taken the remains of these creatures to be identified, and some had even eaten them.
Fortunately, these magic creatures were all E-grade, so while they were troublesome, they hadn't caused a large-scale reduction in numbers.
At most, eight or ten people died a day.
To this, Lan Qingyou could only say she was glad she hadn't gone out, but she also sincerely admired those people.
Knowing full well that the magic turbulence still existed, they didn't run when they saw a magic creature; instead, they chose to face them head-on.
How could she not feel a sense of admiration for that?
Besides that, there was news that everyone was banding together.
This didn't just apply to the people in District 666, or rather, it wasn't limited to them.
Currently, the World Channel was mostly filled with internet beggars, people searching for family, and teams recruiting members.
There were even two groups of people from the same district passionately flaming each other on the World Channel.
Since there was no blocking function in this world, everyone could see the insults, and they were incredibly foul.
One had to wonder what the mindset of these people was, coming to the World Channel just to trade insults.
Was it perhaps to provide some entertainment for everyone?
If nothing else, it certainly let Lan Qingyou witness the sheer diversity of the species.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
On this day, while Lan Qingyou was sitting on her lounge chair basking in the sun and reading, the beeping of the magic desk downstairs rang out.
Li Huai: "When are you selling potions?"
Lan Qingyou: "..."
Floating by the desk, Lan Qingyou looked at the message from Li Huai in silence.
In fact, this wasn't the first time someone had asked. Two days ago, Shang Chuan had asked as well.
Because she had been preoccupied with reading these past few days and hadn't brewed anything, the potions outside had long since gone out of stock. On the black market, the +30 Mana Potions and Healing Potions had been hyped up to a new high of 1 to 100.
They were anxious, but Lan Qingyou was just as anxious.
If they ran out of mana, they could still carry their weapons and rely on movement techniques and Agility to fight and survive. But if she ran out of mana, she would likely just be waiting for death.
That's right.
Through her intensive study session over the past few days, Lan Qingyou clearly realized how difficult it was to develop a special medicine.
No, it wasn't just special medicine; developing any new potion was a difficult task.
Besides being full of unknowns, the birth of most new drugs was accompanied by various accidents. You could even say they were the products of luck.
Some non-academic books even claimed that the successful development of a new potion was purely a 'god's prank.'
A god's prank, indeed.
Being forced to transmigrate was already quite the prank in its own right.
Lan Qingyou closed the friend chat window, then returned to the second-floor terrace to sit back in her lounge chair and continue reading.
As it turned out, the next day, another message from Li Huai arrived.
Li Huai: "The magic turbulence outside has vanished. It's possible to go out now."
"Sigh..."
Lan Qingyou pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.
Lan Qingyou: "I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush just yet."
Although she had never met Li Huai, she guessed that this uncle, who looked to be in his thirties, definitely had a good talent—likely a powerful magic talent that required a large amount of mana.
Therefore, his dependency on potions was far greater than others.
Li Huai: "What do you need?"
Well, since someone had put it that way, she couldn't really refuse. After all, he was a combat-capable existence, and she might need his help in the future if she lacked something.
She would treat it as mutual aid.
It just so happened she hadn't brewed anything for six or seven days, so she could get some exercise today.
Lan Qingyou: "100 obsidian, 10 mana crystals, 10 D-grade magic creature cores."
Li Huai: "I'm not sure about the others, but I know where to find obsidian."
Lan Qingyou: "Give me a quote."
Li Huai: "Two +50 Mana Potions per stone."
Lan Qingyou: "What level are you?"
Li Huai: "Level 6."
Lan Qingyou: "Any changes after leveling up?"
Since she had never killed monsters to level up, Lan Qingyou was curious about this.
Li Huai: "Attribute points will increase, but only by one per level, and the allocation weighting might be based on your specialty."
Devs! Where are the devs!
One attribute point per level? What kind of broken game is this?
And if the weighting is based on specialty, does that mean if I level up, I only get points in Spirit?
Can everything else only be boosted with items?
Lan Qingyou: "Understood. I'll order 100 obsidian."
Although the 2:1 ratio was a bit of a loss, Lan Qingyou still agreed to Li Huai's price.
Anyway, it was just a matter of one batch, and at least she could fully collect one of the materials for the level 4 shelter.
Moreover, she had gained a piece of intelligence, so it wasn't too much of a loss.
Li Huai: "Um... can I get a partial advance..."
God knows how Li Huai managed to type that string of words. In any case, he was currently bowing his head, his facial expression hidden.
Lan Qingyou: "I only have +30 ones right now. Take them all."
Li Huai: "Thank you."
Lan Qingyou transferred the twenty potions she had reserved for herself to him, then looked at the chat in the channel.
Sure enough, everyone was talking about the magic turbulence vanishing.
Come to think of it, it had been another week. Was there some kind of cyclical nature to it?
Lan Qingyou thought for a while, and feeling uncertain, she decided not to brew potions first, but to go out and gather herbs.
Her studies these past few days had taught her that stockpiling a variety of alchemy materials was very necessary.
The more types of materials she had, the less likely she would be to fall into a predicament of having no materials to use when a flash of inspiration hit for a new potion development.
As for the Mana Potions... it wouldn't be too late to make them after she returned at noon.
In any case, as long as she could give them to Li Huai within the day, it wouldn't count as a breach of contract.
After making some preparations, Lan Qingyou flew out of her room. She didn't leave immediately, but instead came to the rock that served as the boundary line for her shelter's magic shield.
After lowering her altitude, she floated forward. Only after slowly floating past the rock and finding that nothing happened did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the magic turbulence had indeed vanished from the outside, she didn't plan on going too far from her shelter. She would just wander around the vicinity.
After all, the previous incident had left her with significant trauma.
To be honest, if Albert hadn't said in his handbook that materials should be gathered personally when things aren't urgent, she wouldn't have wanted to go out at all.
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