I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 832 312: Copying Books, Door of Bug (6k)

Wen Yan surveyed everything around him, secretly marveling. He steadied himself and waited two or three days for supplies. As the bullets flew for a while, it really wasn't a wasted wait.

The differences in time flow can sometimes be a good thing, but can also make some inconspicuous things more easily exposed.

Wen Yan looked around Nuriya's home, reached out to touch the materials. It seemed that when it was originally built, the materials were quite solid. Thirty years had passed, without maintenance or inhabitants, and yet, despite natural deterioration, there were no major issues.

In such a dangerous world, the wild is extremely perilous, life hanging by a thread, and corpses are often seen in the wilderness.

Under these circumstances, in the safety zone main city, there's a house with no owner and nobody has claimed it.

Moreover, when he came over just now, he carefully observed and found nothing unusual.

What a load of crap.

There's nothing akin to Magic that he could detect, very ordinary, very normal, so it could only be the handiwork of The Creator.

Just like the map's border, the people here certainly can't discover it, nor would they feel there's anything wrong.

Wen Yan pondered why The Creator had to trouble Nuriya, this little girl. Whatever he did, it surely had a purpose.

He opened the diary Nuriya left behind. Called a diary, it was actually more like a casual bookkeeping notebook.

Inside, it recorded Nuriya's efforts to save money, preparing to use it as tuition for learning alchemy.

Magic isn't free, and alchemy related to it also isn't free.

Though Wen Yan knew these records weren't of great value, he still looked carefully, and soon found that from a certain day onward, the money Nuriya recorded started increasing.

At this time, she started learning alchemy and had already learned how to make the lowest grade Healing Potion.

But for her, the success rate of making such a Healing Potion wasn't high, and the materials were expensive, so she didn't earn much.

Until one day, her ledger recorded a sharp rise in profit margin.

The increase also came quickly thereafter. She learned the medium-size Potion, then the large-size Potion.

Wen Yan looked at the output, calculated carefully, and with the money recorded in her ledger at the time, she couldn't afford the materials for that day's output. Moreover, there wasn't a record of substantial purchase of raw materials.

If there were, according to Nuriya's meticulous bookkeeping habits, it's impossible to record earlier and not later.

Seeing the end, one page appeared which was considered proper diary entry.

Nuriya said she discovered today that using Potion Apple as a material could make better potions, not only being able to make Healing Potions.

It might be possible to make a potion that, upon consumption, would reduce magic damage.

Because there was a potion she thought had failed to produce, but upon inspection, it wasn't poisonous; just its healing effect was greatly diminished, and she didn't want it to go to waste.

After drinking it, she found that her perception of flame became weaker, and when burned by fire, she only felt a bit of warmth.

Her clothes were ignited, but her skin wasn't burnt.

After recording this, before Nuriya could further research, one day, in this accident-filled world, an accident finally befell her.

She encountered a fatal accident but didn't die, and it was then she discovered she wouldn't die.

Then The Creator, still a Great Mage, appeared to her, and told Nuriya the truth about this world.

Wen Yan read this and pondered carefully, and roughly understood how Nuriya became a bug.

The Creator wouldn't trouble himself, and as Wen Yan ventured to the main city, he saw many strange things; the whole world was rushing towards collapse.

And the starting point of everything was Wen Yan taking Nuriya away.

The Creator trapped Nuriya in a dead place where no one would go, unable to live or die, and from the observations and records of the second Brave, The Creator was only in the player's mindset, not a pervert.

So when Nuriya couldn't die, The Creator specifically came to personally tell her the truth.

There's only one possibility left: this was necessary procedure.

Wen Yan could roughly guess that this wasn't the first time such a bug had appeared, but even after rebooting, the bug still existed.

Usually, it's only when the program relies on bugs to run and clearing them would lead to an even bigger bug, that one would deliberately keep the bug.

No big issues, it's best not to mess around; this is true wisdom.

Wen Yan looked ahead and found many key points related to that Potion Apple, and even to an apple orchard.

He opened the hand-drawn map, very crude.

But combined with the diary records, he could accurately calculate route and distance.

Wen Yan first memorized all of this, then took the things and went out.

He wasn't in a rush to do anything, restored everything here to its original state, and took out a Magic Wand, casting a Cleaning Curse on the house to tidy things up a bit.

He temporarily settled here.

One of the advantages of different time flows is that he can leisurely waste some time without any impact.

After tidying up, he went to the Great Mage, who was transformed from the second Brave, to borrow some books, ran to the outskirts, and played with the Skeleton Dog.

Though the Skeleton Dog had grown larger in size, its disposition remained unchanged, still loving bones, uninterested in all living things.