The 'cozy' daily work life of a witch lady in a cyberpunk interstellar era, occasionally also a passionate epic.
She is a timid girl growing up in a cyberpunk city.
She is a cry...
Chapter 160 Plant Secrets
In the morning, Tilan and Anneli were decorating the activity room, placing the newly purchased tables and items.
"This oven is placed in the cabinet on the lower level. When you need it, just open the cabinet door." The girl pointed to the black slate cabinet below and said.
"Okay, then put it here." Anneli nodded, and then remembered something.
"Do you need to buy some potted plants or something, otherwise the activity room will be a bit monotonous."
"You can buy them, but they need to be easier to take care of."
"Yeah." Anneli wrote it down on the board and put it away.
Now this activity room is considered to be initially built. In addition to the necessary tables and chairs, there are also some commonly used equipment, such as computer terminals, printing equipment, kitchen utensils, refrigerators, storable mats, etc.
After placing these utensils, the two sat in front of the black walnut table for a while. Anneli picked up the glass teapot on the table, poured clear herbal tea for Tilan and herself, and then drank it in small sips.
"Although there is air conditioning, I still can't bear the feeling of the fan blowing." She leaned back in the chair, her eyes slightly closed, her body loose, and she didn't look like a lady from a famous family at all.
In fact, at the beginning, Anneli was not like this. She would act very capable and professional in front of Tilan, but as Tilan's "indulgence" gradually got along with her, she slowly exposed the lazy side of her nature.
From this point of view, it is indeed similar to Sister Frius. The maid sister also gave up the life of a rich lady and came to live in the remote Arpeggio City. Maybe she doesn't like all kinds of social activities and high-intensity business work.
The customer flow of "Glass Dream" has always been low, and the work in the store is actually relatively easy. The relationship between customers and maids is more like acquaintances and friends. They usually chat and the atmosphere is very leisurely.
The two sat across the table, drinking tea and chatting, until a knock on the door sounded.
"Hello, is this the Dusk Orchestra?" An elf with short dark blond hair stood in front of the door.
"Yes, please wait a moment." After saying that, the two looked at each other and then walked over.
"Are you... Allen?" Anneli stood at the door and immediately recognized the identity of the elf boy.
There are about 1,000 first-year students in Edes Academy, and it is a high probability event to occasionally run into a few famous people among them.
"It's me, but I don't know your names yet." He wore glasses and had a strong bookish air.
"I'm Anneli, and this is Tilan, the president of our club."
"Hello." The girl with black hair and dark blue dress nodded, which surprised the other party.
"I remember now. You are Tilan. I missed the opening ceremony because I followed my father to investigate the Wind Dew Grass Star Region. Later, I heard your name from my classmates."
This boy named Allen is also a celebrity in the academy. His parents are professors of botany. If they hadn't stayed at Sequence 6 and didn't enter Sequence 7, they should be called "masters" now. Although Allen looks only 17 years old, it is because the elves develop later. His actual age is several years older than his classmates. He has already advanced to Nature Sequence 4.
The three of them walked into the activity room and sat down. Anneli took out a new cup and poured tea.
After a brief exchange of familiarity, Allen asked the girl about ancient mysticism.
"Because of my parents' influence, I know a lot about botany and I am also very interested in it. This time I heard that you have a lot of ancient mysticism and knowledge, so I came to try my luck."
"Student Allen, do you want to learn about plant-related mysticism?" Tilan asked.
"Yes, it is."
"Let me think..." The girl began to search for plant-related mysticism in her mind.
I didn’t notice it before, but when I searched my memory, Tilan suddenly found that there seemed to be a lot of such secret techniques.
First of all, the 'Qinglian Xijian Palace' was originally the direct descendant of Qingluan, and the major was the natural sequence. Moreover
, Qingluan had a deep connection with the world tree. In addition, the ghost teacher seemed to be an ice elf in his lifetime. When teaching her, he also explained a lot of the secrets of the ice elves in the past, which naturally also involved plants. After sorting out the general situation, Tilan picked out a relatively simple secret technique that she could use immediately.
The girl with black hair and dark blue dress stood up, took an ice cube from the refrigerator, and put it on the table. Then her pupils blinked, and mysterious symbols appeared in them. Then she pointed her finger, and a little bud emerged on the ice cube, and then it grew rapidly. Soon, a slightly gorgeous ice flower tree appeared in front of the two.
This half-meter-high 'Silver Tree Ice Flower' is made of ice as a whole, but it grows like a plant, with branches, leaves, and even fruits.
"According to the current standards of the Federation, this is probably a dark silver-level secret technique, called 'Flowering on Ice', which uses one's own magic power to simulate plant seeds, take root on ice, and absorb them as part of oneself."
"This secret technique is the foundation, and it can be advanced to secret techniques such as 'Ice Water Thorns' or 'Ice Tree Cage' to control the opponent's actions."
The difference between secret techniques and spells is that their effects are stronger and more direct, and the consumption of magic power is also very small, but the conditions for the use of secret techniques are often more stringent, requiring a specified sequence, special magic power, and understanding of its concepts, etc.
After introducing the first type, Tilan thought about it again.
"Do you have plant seeds with you? I need a medium to use it." The girl said.
"No problem, I carry a lot of seeds with me." Allen said it was not a big problem. He reached into his pocket and took out a row of different seeds.
"This one." The girl chose one of the seeds, threw it up, and then held it in her palm.
She closed her eyes, chanted silently, and then released her hand. The seed grew rapidly, first sprouting, then the sprout continued to extend, and then formed the shape of a straight wooden sword.
Holding the wooden sword, a trace of brilliance continued to emerge on it, and finally it was completely restrained and returned to normal.
Compared with ordinary wooden swords, this sword seemed to be particularly light, and there was no resistance when wielding it. It was simply flipped in the girl's hand, like a phantom.
"Swift Sparrow Sword, a golden-level secret technique, uses any seed to catalyze, so that its fiber texture forms a natural branding pattern during growth, in order to achieve the effect of some extraordinary creation."
"The sword condensed in this way is not only as hard as steel, but also has the special effect of 'cutting through the air', which can avoid air resistance and is extremely fast and sharp." The girl said, then looked around and shook her head. It was a pity that there was nothing to test the sword, otherwise she would know the power with just one chop.
However, the man opposite also saw the girl's thoughts. He took out a dark wooden board and put it on the table for her to test the sword.
The black-haired girl thrust her sword directly into the gap between the wooden board and the tabletop as if playing a game, then turned it over and lifted the wooden board. Two arcs of light flashed, and the dark wooden board, which was divided into eight pieces, fell on the tabletop, bounced slightly, and returned to stillness.
The cut surface of the wooden board was unusually smooth, without any burrs, which made Allen admire it.
The dark wooden board he brought was a recent experimental material, and its strength was far better than steel, probably equivalent to the golden alloy material. He didn't expect it to be cut so easily.
Is this a powerful secret technique, or is this girl's swordsmanship superb?
He shook his head secretly, and then said that he knew that the statement made by the club was true.
"What a surprise..." He originally thought that it was just a gimmick made casually to recruit new members, but he didn't expect to actually see several ancient secret techniques that had never been recorded. Now it was his turn to hesitate.
Should I join? Although there will be some benefits in the club, it will undoubtedly take up time and energy in my life. He is used to studying alone. If he joins the club, he may not be so free and casual in the future.
It's really difficult.
(End of this chapter)