Transmigrant Alchemist And His Magic Wagon

A different reality

"Well, don't you hate being invited to the fields the most?" father says.

"No. It's just my immature talk, sorry. From now on I will start helping father in the fields," Ling Zizhou said. The father was a little surprised but still invited Ling Zizhou to go to the field.

Perhaps having already spent time with Ling Zizhou who had started acting this mature for a month, his father would not even be surprised anymore if he suddenly heard Ling Zizhou was intending to go to school. Special school for Zhuque servants.

Ling Zizhou followed his father through the savanna to a hill not far from their home. The savanna in his village resembled the savannas in Chen's country, only the grass was shorter and sparse.

The grass is different species with grass that grows in the savannas of Chen country, the color is more yellow and coarse. There are some fine feathers that stick to the feet when passing between the grasses.

This grass grows on soil that resembles sand. Your feet will sink slightly when you tread the sand-structured soil.

There were no acacia trees growing there, only shrubs that were miniature acacia trees growing around Ling Zizhou's residence towards the fields.

The villagers call it the savannah bushes. The bushes sometimes produce fruit at the driest times of the year. And it does not bear fruit all year round where the air is slightly wetter than usual.

Ling Zizhou walked with his father for twenty minutes. Her petite body quickly grew tired as it was carried walking along the flabby road. Ling Zizhou had to pull his sinking leg then step on, and so on. So exhausting!

The wind that blows also carries heat from the air around. If you put the eggs anywhere and leave them for a few hours, the eggs must be cooked.

Therefore, Ling Zizhou had laughed at Xiaobao who complained about the heat of the weather in Chen country. Chen's country is nothing for him who is accustomed to the weather as hot as his hometown.

Before long, Ling Zizhou passed by a group of uncles and children his age. The group walked a short distance in front of Ling Zizhou and his father.

Seeing his co-workers, Ling Zizhou's father quickened his footsteps then joined the group.

"Ah, you've finally come! Just been talked about," said a stocky uncle.

"Good morning" said his father.

"Well, our hero finally wants to be invited to the haha field!" said one more. His body was large and his aura was very striking.

Ling Zizhou forgot who this uncle was but it seemed like he had gotten annoyed with this one uncle. I don't know why seeing his face was upset. Ling Zizhou simply kept silent and nodded to greet him politely.

"Oh, isn't this hotshot of ours becoming a little quiet today?"

"Let him alone. You're all right, hurry up otherwise we'll be late,"

Ling Zizhou followed the group up the hill. He walked with the children who in his view were still snot boys. There was a child who boldly invited Ling Zizhou to chat but because Ling Zizhou did not respond the child was silent.

Getting closer to the top of the hill, Ling Zizhou was able to see the majestic wall that bound itself with the fields. Some strong cultivators were seen standing guard there. Some were standing in front of the majestic gate, some were seen hovering above the wall.

"Good morning, will you take your child today?" said one of the guards to Ling Zizhou's father.

There was no age limit to work in the fields, as it was certain that the descendants of Zhuque's relatives would be strong against the 100-Year Fire Flower. But still, security officers ask for confirmation first to the person concerned.

After finishing the confirmation, Ling Zizhou followed his father through the gate. The flower that resembles the Higanbana Flower is spread as far as the eye can see. When he was very young, the flower is very similar to the Higanbana Flower.

But when it is close to 100 years old, the flower will turn white and then emit light as bright as an incandescent lamp. Because of the high temperature of the flower, smoke to billow from all the petals of the flower.

The flowers are what make the village crumble. Ling Zizhou never had a chance to see the beauty of this flower, but the opportunity came when he was trapped in an illusion.

Working time. Children separated from adults, they are ordered to take care of the 100-year-old Fire Flower. Watering the flowers with fire essence, pruning the petals dangling down almost touched the ground and so forth.

Ling Zizhou observed the surroundings while slashing the petals of the flower in front of him. Sweat drenched his entire face and clothes.

If Ling Zizhou did not circulate chi throughout his body, Ling Zizhou could have been a steak with the maturity level of 'well done'.

"Hmm.I don't think you're good at chi at 10 years old, good, good. I believe you can definitely become the most competent servant candidate," said a supervisor who was passing by Ling Zizhou.

After working hours, Ling Zizhou's father also received news from the supervisor. His father only asked where Ling Zizhou had learned from and thought that his son was a genius.

The news also had a scene among Ling Zizhou's father's co-workers, and lasted until the day Ling Zizhou was waiting for.

Ling Zizhou had been observing the people in the fields for almost three weeks but had gained nothing.

By the end of the day, Ling Zizhou could not sleep. His brain kept working all night thinking about where the people who attacked his village came from. Is there a traitor in his village? It was certain but Ling Zizhou did not know who that person was.

Finally Ling Zizhou did not sleep and was caught by his father. Why on this important day Ling Zizhou even stayed up. Initially Ling Zizhou was told to wait at home but after being persuaded, Ling Zizhou was taken to the field.

"Remember, you must be careful when holding a 100-Year-Old Fire Flower container. I know you're a genius but the 100-year-old Fire Flower harvesting process requires great precision.

Keep your breath in tune with the person who is harvesting the flowers and then circulate your chi in rhythm with your breath" said his father.

"Well, dad," Ling Zizhou said.

Ling Zizhou was not worried about the process of harvesting flowers. To him, it was all just a child's play.

Although Ling Zizhou was in the body of a 10-year-old, he still remembered the technique to circulate chi throughout the body. This most basic technique can be used once it enters into an illusion.

What surprised him was Ling Zizhou losing his cultivation level as well as his aura essence that should have floated within his dantian. Essence is like the sun surrounded by planets.

Ling Zizhou had been slumped for a few days when he found this. To him, the cultivation level was like a lifeline and protector from all sorts of dangers.

"Hey, don't daydream. I'll start the harvest" said an uncle. He was not paired with his father. The result of pairing adults with children is obtained from number shuffling.

Ling Zizhou nodded.he opened the container normally used for terrariums. This one container will be a container for several flower petals.

The uncle started to exert chi into his palm. According to his father, there is a style that can protect the palm of a person's hand when harvesting flowers.

Unfortunately, the style is very vulnerable to outside interference so it requires extraordinary control.

Fortunately, the uncle's partner was Ling Zizhou. The uncle was astonished because the harvest this time felt so easy. Even now it was his third container!

Ling Zizhou finished accompanying the uncle harvesting faster than the others. Ignoring the amazed gazes from the uncle and the few supervisors, Ling Zizhou sat on the sidelines to observe the people who were still harvesting.

His gaze was like an eagle eyeing prey, sharp and not missing a single bit. Until the movements of an uncle caught his attention.

The uncle was harvesting while constantly glancing in all directions. Not far from that uncle, his father was harvesting diligently.

Ling Zizhou observed that there was no supervisor who caught the uncle's awkwardness. Supervisors kept moving places, sometimes driving children who were a little struggling.

"What did that idiot do?" muttered Ling Zizhou trying to find a location in order to see what the uncle was doing clearly.

The uncle was seen slowly retreating, approaching his father's direction. The child who became his partner also followed like a chicken, not daring far away from him.

Ling Zizhou's feeling became uneasy, he immediately approached the uncle but in the middle of the road, he ran into a supervisor.

"I'm done working and about to meet-"

"-ah!" the screams of two children cut off Ling Zizhou.

"Stop harvesting! Getaway! Don't go near that area!" some people said laughter.

Ling Zizhou looked towards his father. He saw his father's back, and that uncle. His father was cowering in pain, as was the uncle.

"Dad!"

...

"Huhu.my husband..."

"Mother, don't cry, hyster..."

Ling Zizhou's mother continued to cry as she hugged her sister. After getting word from a neighbor, his mother fell unconscious and only regained consciousness 1 hour later.

Ling Zizhou listened to the cries of his mother and sister as he gazed into the night sky. He remembered with his father's expression before being taken away by the supervisor.

Ling Zizhou refused to participate with his father and threw his face away, maybe that's why.

"I shouldn't be so hard on Dad. I should have just said I didn't come because I wanted to protect my mother and sister" Ling Zizhou muttered. What can I do. He has chosen.

But the awaited event never happened. His village is still there, his family is alive.

The next day, Ling Zizhou was devastated to see the reality before his eyes. He had just realized that there was indeed a big event on the day of the 100 Year Fire Flower harvest.

In this illusionary world, the incident concerned his father.Ling Zizhou failed to protect his family both in the past and in the world of illusion.

Every day Ling Zizhou took the time to go away from home and vent his anger. But of course it can't solve the problem.

A few days later, his father came home. Now Ling Zizhou must live with the consequences after assuming this illusory world will be the same as his past.

The relationship between father and son is strained. His father looked extremely embarrassed when in front of Ling Zizhou. His confidence as a man and a father has been shattered.

"Dad! I'm not really mad at you! I did just that yesterday because I was worried about my mom and Zu'er!

If I go too, who will take care of them? I'm sorry that I didn't accompany you in the most difficult moments" Ling Zizhou said, finally unable to bear his father's attitude.

His father smiled, saying nothing. Ling Zizhou scratched his head violently.

"But..why are all the mistakes bestowed upon you, dear? What because.." said Ling Zizhou's mother did not continue her words.

Ling Zizhou's father belonged to the elite members of the 100-Year Fire Flower cultivators. His outstanding performance has seen him occupy first place for several years.

And the uncle who was with his father was a rival who failed to take the position from his father. In fact, the uncle was a nephew of Zhuque who had a fairly high position in the government system there.

Ling Zizhou smelled the existence of a conspiracy theory, let alone found some flower petals disappeared mysteriously. The flower petals that disappeared were the flower petals that his father and uncle had harvested.

But strangely, after going through the legal process in force, it was decided that Ling Zizhou's father was guilty of negligence. He was also accused of not being able to protect his co-workers.

All the news Ling Zizhou heard was so absurd and felt one-sided. Sadly, his father was so badly injured that he was not expected to be able to harvest the flowers to the fullest.

The condition of Ling Zizhou's family was getting worse. Indeed, their family could still survive for the next few months as Ling Zizhou who was now the backbone of the family, often helped out in the fields.

But the income of junior assistants, as it was called for children of Ling Zizhou's age who were apprenticing in the fields, was not comparable to elite members like his father. His father also had to continue taking concoction drugs so that the symptoms that damage his body do not recur.

The drug must be taken for life, with a note that his father should not use chi excessively. Now chi in his dantian is only used to survive in this world.

Two years passed by. Ling Zizhou was so busy being the backbone that he forgot his original purpose. But on a sunny day, at the beginning of the new year, Ling Zizhou recalled a figure.

"Master!" exclaim Ling Zizhou. The children around him looked strangely at him. It was a break hour. Everyone stopped working and sat down to cool down.

Ling Zizhou ignored the people who were staring strangely then went to look for the supervisor. He asked for permission not to go to work because he wanted to go out of town.

Since Ling Zizhou's performance was excellent and he was the next elite member candidate, the supervisor did not ask further. The supervisor simply reminded him not to forget himself and continued to work hard if he wanted to enter the elite.

Ling Zizhou nodded. He immediately thought of a way to persuade his parents to let him out of town. That night Ling Zizhou conveyed his intention to leave the city at the time he had determined.

"Are you crazy! You're only 12! You said you wanted to go alone?! Although you are now the backbone of the family but I still have the right to forbid you!" his father said in a loud voice. Now Ling Zizhou knew where the voice of his voice was being lowered from.

"Please very dad! This trip is very important to me. If you are worried, you can come with me, I initially do not want to bring you afraid that your condition is getting worse" Ling Zizhou said.

After hearing Ling Zizhou's persuasion, his father finally allowed it. His mother let Ling Zizhou go a few days later after seeing Ling Zizhou daydream. The mother felt her son's body was here but her heart was nowhere.

Ling Zizhou's day of departure arrived. Neighbors were astonished to see this pair of father and son getting ready to go out of town. Ling Zizhou ignored them because at this moment the more important, Ling Zizhou was about to meet his master.

Ling Zizhou left early in the middle of that year so they would not have to rush to make his father's condition worse.

The journey that took about 1 month was finally over as well. His father's face was slightly pale but his body was healthy. Maybe because of a little drunkenness.

"Why are we in an orphanage?" his father said astonished.

"I'm waiting for someone" Ling Zizhou said as he entered the exact same building in his memory.

"Good day, how can I help you?" said a woman.

"May Jie.." said Ling Zizhou. The woman was one of the caretakers of the orphanage who had the same name as Meimei. Ling Zizhou's heart ached, he missed his other family. It had been 2 years Ling Zizhou had not met them.

"Young man, why do you know my name?" the woman said surprised.

"I'm sorry you remind me of someone I know. I'd like to meet with the Chief Ma'am, does he exist?" ling Zizhou said. The woman then took Ling Zizhou and her father to the office of the Head of the orphanage.

One of the faces he hadn't seen in a long time. The head of the orphanage was a gentle yet reliable woman. Everything emanated from his eyes that sometimes shone softly and sometimes looked 'alive', full of willpower.

Ling Zizhou conveyed his intention to stay at the orphanage for a few days. Not to forget Ling Zizhou gave up some of his income to help the welfare of the orphanage.

That afternoon Ling Zizhou bought groceries for the next few weeks. To fill the stomach of 20 children and 10 caretakers Ling Zizhou estimates these food ingredients are only enough for maybe the next 3 weeks.

Even so, the headmaster of the parlour was so pleased with Ling Zizhou's kindness and sincerity that he prepared the best room for Ling Zizhou and his father to live in.

If Ling Zizhou did not insist on rejecting Bu's offer of the head of the parlour, it was possible that Ling Zizhou was given a separate room from his father.

A few days later, Ling Zizhou was seen pacing in front of the entrance of the parlour. Anxiety adorned his face.

"Where's master? It should have been the master since last night," muttered Ling Zizhou. The feeling is not good.

Will the reality be different as what happened to his village? No, you can't! Then Ling Zizhou would not be able to meet Mu Lian, Mu Haocun, Meimei and Meng Zhi. The key to Ling Zizhou's encounter with Mu Lian and the others was Master Yi!