After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

"What's the use of praying for the power of the Lord of Ashes?" Sleipnir asked subconsciously, and then he saw the air suddenly blurred, and only the projection of a girl with waist-length white hair and a white coat appeared.

"Of course it's to survive in the world of ashes." The girl in a white coat tilted her head, looked at Akhtar with a smile and said:

"Understanding the Lord of Ashes, thereby changing one's life form, and thus surviving the burning of the flames of Ashes, is the truth of praying for the power of the Lord of Ashes."

Sleipnir was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly. She had been Akhtar's mate, and thus had some knowledge of the Lord of Ash's properties. Everything will be burned to ash except the Lord of Ashes himself.

"Lord Alchemist Witch, why are you here?" The man on the side stood up excitedly and saluted the Alchemist Witch. His attitude was like that of a believer who had seen a god.

The Alchemist Witch smiled upon hearing this, then pointed at Akhtar and said: "Phil, bring this gentleman to see me, but do not explore his identity."

"Yes." Phil agreed respectfully without asking why. Since the Alchemy Witch said this, there must be a corresponding reason. After accepting body modification and the Alchemy Witch's thoughts, he firmly believes that only the Alchemy Witch's Ark Plan can save everyone.

"See you later." The Alchemist Witch waved her hand, and the projection immediately disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared. Within the scope of the Iris Kingdom, it is basically the Alchemy Witch's alchemy workshop, and she can master all the required information.

"You two, please come with me." Phil stood up from the table and left with Akhtar and Sleipnir.

On the way, he explained the whole process of praying to the Lord of Ashes for power. There are many people in this world who have successfully survived Ragnarok and are almost obsessed with studying the power of the Lord of Ashes. However, some people have fallen into Twilight believers in the process and believe that the world should be completely burned to ashes.

However, since it is in a simulated world, people cannot be sure whether their research methods can be applied to reality.

…

after a while.

At the Volcano Alchemy Workshop.

Phil stood in front of the heavy metal door. He took off his bowler hat with one hand and bowed gracefully: "You two, I can only accompany you so far."

"Thank you for your hard work." Ximu nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the metal door with the little mare.

Upon seeing this, Phil put his hat back on and stared at the direction the two people were leaving. He vaguely guessed their identities. In this simulated world, all information about Akhtar is chewed over and over again.

Although chewing information itself has many distortions, some information can definitely be true. For example, the Lord of Ashes' mount is an eight-legged horse, and in human form, he is a beautiful girl with long milky white hair.

But this is just a guess, that man may be someone else, and according to the intelligence, the Lord of Ashes cannot come to the current era.

at the same time.

In the alchemy workshop.

The Alchemy Witch put down the report in her hand, then turned to look at the two approaching people. She just looked at Sleipnir briefly, and then turned her eyes on Akhtar: "The situation is a bit bad."

"Why do you say that?" Ximu came to the side of the alchemy witch and his eyes fell on the report on the table, which recorded the training data about Leticia. It can be judged that Leticia has developed Very good progress.

"She could have progressed faster." The Alchemy Witch put her hand on Akhtar's shoulder and smiled in her ear, "But because of you, her progress slowed down."

Xi Mu showed a surprised expression.

"She's here." The Alchemist Witch took a step back. A metal door not far away slowly opened, and Leticia walked out. She was wearing white close-fitting armor - no, a more accurate description would be tights. Her beautiful figure was perfectly outlined by the white tights, and there was a sword of light hanging around her waist.

The most eye-catching thing was her waist-length golden hair, which swayed with her steps.

"How do you feel?" Leticia came to Akhtar and fiddled with her long hair, "I remember you said that you prefer long hair."

"You still remember." Ximu smiled, caressed Leticia's delicate cheek, and passed his fingertips through the golden sand-like hair.

Sleipnir, who was not far away, pursed his lips when he saw this, and then turned his head slightly. She had already expected the close contact between Akhtar and Letitia, but she still felt uncomfortable when she actually saw it, and regretted even more that she had gone to accompany the monster witch. Otherwise, Leticia should be the one who feels uncomfortable right now.

"Although I prefer blonde hair, I also like your short hair." Ximu withdrew his hand and saw Leticia tilted her head and said as if joking:

"The Alchemy Witch said that long hair would hinder fighting, and she always suggested that I cut it off. Since you like both long and short hair, then I will..." Before he finished speaking, Akhtar shook his head and chuckled:

"I haven't seen enough of your long hair."

"Then let's keep our hair long for now?" Leticia smiled sweetly and fiddled with the golden hair beside her ears. She spent so much time growing her hair long just for this moment of Akhtar's reluctance.

"The Death Witch also has long hair, isn't she also very powerful?" Ximu said, his eyes still falling on the Alchemy Witch, "And the Alchemy Witch also retains the appearance of long hair, doesn't she?"

"When you reach the level of the Death Witch, you no longer need to care about your hairstyle." The Alchemy Witch explained. "As for me, a witch who practices alchemy, of course I don't need to care about my hairstyle, as long as I like it."

She put her hands on Leticia's shoulders.

"But if she keeps her hair long, it will really affect progress."

This is a lie.

In fact, Leticia's progress has not slowed down. Whether it is slower or faster is just what she said casually.

Anyway, Leticia herself doesn’t quite understand these data. As long as she says that growing her hair long will slow down Leticia’s progress, it can effectively stimulate Leticia to exercise and improve. She doesn't mind telling little lies either.

"I feel like I have completely adapted to the long-haired fighting style." Leticia whispered, "Even if it has any impact, it can be ignored."

"But it does have an impact, doesn't it?" The Alchemy Witch shook her head slightly, and then changed the topic, "Lord of Ashes, don't you plan to bless your lover?"

She spoke her true thoughts.

"In this simulated world, witches and demons have given blessings to mortals very frequently, even to the point of growth. There must be no problem for the Lord of Ashes to give blessings to his lover, right?"

Ximu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I will give her a blessing tonight."

"Isn't it possible now?" The Alchemy Witch was a little disappointed, and Akhtar glanced at her subtly:

"Of course it's better to talk about this kind of thing in private. It's not appropriate to have outsiders around."

The alchemist witch's cheeks swelled and she pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "I have always tried my best to care for Leticia's growth. The alchemy materials I invested in her are enough to buy several countries. There is no better teacher in this world than me."

"Can't you create alchemy materials directly?" Ximu showed a puzzled expression, but the Alchemy Witch put her hands on her hips after hearing this:

“But the value of creating something is anchored.”

"That's because you are so dedicated." Xi Mu raised the corner of his mouth, "If you come to my room tonight, I will also give you a blessing."

The Alchemy Witch fell silent.

She went to Akhtar's room tonight, it felt...a little dangerous. Although there is a high probability that he is overly worried, because all of Akhtar's energy tonight will be focused on the long-haired version of Letitia, and it is impossible to invest unnecessary energy in her.

"Blessings are meaningless to me." The Alchemy Witch turned around, "I will ask my daughter to go to your room to receive the blessing tonight."

Since she can't go herself, let her daughter, who has a better relationship with Akhtar, go and get to know each other before going back in time. And her daughter is so cute, Akhtar probably wouldn’t be willing to bully her.

"Afraid?" Ximu suddenly asked.

The Alchemist Witch turned around, met Akhtar's gaze, and then said confidently: "Yes, I'm scared."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Leticia smiled softly and raised her hand to cover her forehead. She was almost used to the off-line behavior of the Alchemy Witch. Her thinking angle was sometimes very strange, and she often encouraged her to get pregnant with the Lord of Ashes' child to study. But there was no force on her.

In fact, the Alchemy Witch rarely coerces people. As long as you can resist the temptation of the Alchemy Witch's words, the Alchemy Witch will turn around and direct your attention in other directions.

In the words of the Alchemy Witch, attention is a very precious resource. If you cannot please yourself and waste it on meaningless things, you would be too stupid and not a qualified alchemist.

This is why many people feel that the Alchemy Witch is very cold. The Alchemy Witch isn't even interested in having a conversation with something she's not interested in, unless you can attract the Alchemy Witch's attention.

"Okay, just let your daughter come to my room at night." Ximu nodded reluctantly, "I will fill her with blessings."

"I refuse!" A cold female voice suddenly came, and a white-haired girl walked in expressionlessly.

She glared at the Alchemy Witch, and then her eyes fell on Akhtar.

"Please don't be interested in the alchemy puppet. I don't have that function."

"No, it's obviously a one-to-one replica of me." The Alchemy Witch showed a puzzled expression. The white-haired girl she created is a copy of herself and has all the functions she should have. The so-called smart girl cannot get pregnant does not hold true for the white-haired girl.

In response, the white-haired girl glanced at her creator coldly, and then lied as if nothing had happened: "I have transformed myself, and I don't have that function."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her creator approaching her, groping her up and down with his hands, checking whether her body had been transformed.

"Don't stick so close to me." The white-haired girl pushed the Alchemy Witch in disgust to prevent the Alchemy Witch from touching her body, and said calmly to Akhtar, "I have prepared the corresponding measures for you. Accommodation room, do you need me to take you there now?”

"It's not urgent." Ximu smiled and shook his head, watching with interest the scene where the Alchemy Witch reached out to examine the body of the white-haired girl.

Subsequently.

"Bang." The white-haired girl withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, while the alchemy witch covered her forehead with both hands, showing a pitiful expression.

"Please come with me." The white-haired girl sighed tiredly.

She was originally extremely happy about the resurrection of the Alchemy Witch, but when she actually got along with the Alchemy Witch, she discovered that the legendary Alchemy Witch was a very troublesome woman who was not only willful, but also often had troublesome ideas.

"What an interesting reaction." The Alchemy Witch smiled and looked at the people leaving.

She is very interested in how her clone can express emotions, whether it is anger or love, as if she can see another side of herself in her clone, as if she were a normal person.

It would be impossible for her to be so shy as to hit someone on the head with her fist just because someone touched her body. It is more likely that she would directly make a specimen of the person who touched her.

…

at the same time.

on the other side.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." The white-haired girl apologized to Akhtar while arranging her messy clothes and hair:

"Mother, she is usually a very...serious person." At this point, her voice gradually became softer, and she obviously felt guilty.

"At least he's not a bad person." Leticia also defended, but her voice gradually became quieter, and she obviously didn't have much confidence. She also knows very well what the Alchemy Witch does.

"As long as she is willing to find a way to overcome the Twilight of the Gods, she is a good person." Ximu doesn't have any bad feelings towards the Alchemy Witch. At his current level, basically nothing can make him feel disgusted.

"You can only study theoretical knowledge in the simulated world." The white-haired girl explained in a cold voice, "This is not the real world after all, and it is impossible to study substances that do not exist in reality. We can only conduct research on the basis of existing information. Research."

Speaking of this, she curiously said to Akhtar:

"And according to our research, this simulated world is biased. Life in the simulated world will have...dreams. They often dream of themselves in another world and experience a future that is completely different from their own."

Ximu held his chin with his hand and analyzed: "It seems that the omniscient saint has concealed some important information."

"Don't you know the truth?" The white-haired girl showed a hint of doubt, but did not go into details. She came to a room with 02 written on it and walked towards the closed door without hesitation. The door opened automatically before the collision.

"This room can accommodate more than five people. If you have any needs, you can ask the alchemy maids at any time. They will meet all your needs." She walked into the spacious living room and pointed to the silver-clad alchemy maids serving around the living room.

Then he added another sentence.

"Of course, if there's anything they can't handle, they can call me."