Before opening the door, Zhao Wanwan deliberately touched it with her hands.

Instead, use wooden sticks.

Crunch——

There was a harsh sound of rust and friction.

The wooden door was pushed open.

A dilapidated room appeared in front of Zhao Wanwan.

This room is not big, about twenty square meters.

Surrounded by a circle of wooden shelves, there are all kinds of strange things on them.

There are unknown plants, minerals, weird-shaped bones, and some metal parts.

On the ground is a huge magic circle.

Carved on the hard obsidian ground.

Fill the lines with mithril, and place several broken gems in various positions.

Those gems have turned into rubble.

At the edge of the magic circle is a pile of dead bones wearing black robes.

Next to it is an old broom.

"Where's the promised witch?"

Zhao Wanwan looked at it curiously.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind came, and the dilapidated wooden door was suddenly closed.

Zhao Wanwan felt a strong wind behind her.

Zhao Wanwan rushed out quickly and looked back.

Found a ghost standing behind her.

The ghost was all light gray and looked like a witch wearing a pointed wizard hat.

It seems that she should be the witch mentioned in the copy.

"What a perfect body, now it belongs to me!"

The witch ghost stretched out her hands and rushed towards Zhao Wanwan.

Zhao Wanwan’s reply was a stick.

However, the wooden stick penetrated the body of the witch ghost and swept directly past the opponent.

It's like hitting a ghost.

"Hahaha, I am a soul body. Ordinary physical attacks are of no use to me. I am just a newcomer who is less than level 2, what can you use to deal with me? Just dedicate your body to me honestly!"<

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After saying that, the witch ghost rushed towards Zhao Wanwan again.

However, just when it was about to pounce across from Zhao Wanwan, a transparent tentacle pierced into its body.

It felt that the magic power supporting its existence in the body was rapidly draining away.

Its body becomes dim and its soul is crumbling, like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

"What's going on? How could you possibly have a way to restrict me? This is impossible!"

The witch ghost rushed towards Zhao Wanwan's body crazily, trying to rush into Zhao Wanwan's body at the last moment and seize control.

However, a force held it in place.

Make it impossible for her to leave.

The whole body becomes lighter and lighter, and finally disappears without a trace.

[Congratulations, you killed the dungeon BOSS Witch Wraith, and gained 150 experience points.]

[Congratulations on clearing the dungeon and obtaining the witch’s legacy.]

[Congratulations on gaining control of the Magic House.]

Zhao Wanwan felt a warm current pouring into her body.

Her body has been strengthened again.

The level has also been upgraded from LV2 to LV3.

"Fortunately, magic restrained this resentful spirit, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Zhao Wanwan took a deep breath and began to check the harvest.

Witches have very little property.

Apart from some materials, there is only one "Encyclopedia of Alchemy".

Zhao Wanwan opened the Alchemy Encyclopedia, and a vast amount of knowledge came into her mind.

The so-called alchemy is actually a miscellaneous subject.

All potion preparation, equipment manufacturing, weapon enchanting, and puppet manufacturing belong to the category of alchemy.

This requires the witch to prepare a lot of materials.

Most witches don't have that much energy.

Thus, the lineage of Utopian Alchemy was born.

What this lineage emphasizes is not a wide variety of raw materials. As long as the basic things and magic power are enough, the material structure can be directly changed to create what is needed.

But the premise is that you have to know what the thing you are making is and what its essential structure is.

How it works.

Otherwise, even if it is made, it will be just a flower stand and cannot be used at all.

And the magic circle on the ground is the magic circle for making things.

The witch was drained by the magic circle and turned into a corpse due to lack of magic power and loss of control.

It’s quite unlucky.

In addition to making things, you can also control this magic house through a magic circle.

Change the shape and structure of the magic house.

As long as there is enough energy.

"You need energy, right?"

Zhao Wanwan threw everything she could around into the magic circle, and the magic circle became slightly brighter.

There is an extra scale next to it.

Charge 1%.

"What can you make with one percent of energy? Let's test the waters by making a few explosive potions first."

Zhao Wanwan flipped through the "Encyclopedia of Alchemy" and found the explosive potion production page and started to read it carefully.

Because explosive potions are relatively basic alchemical products, the introduction is very detailed, even a pig can understand it.

After Zhao Wanwan got familiar with it twice, she started trying to make it.

After a burst of fluorescent flashes, a group of explosive agents appeared directly in the magic circle.

The energy of the magic circle has decreased a little.

Zhao Wanwan estimated that she could make another 100 sets of such explosive potions.

This energy is quite useful. What on earth was this witch trying to do to drain herself dry?

Zhao Wanwan is curious.

Zhao Wanwan feels that there are still clues that can be mined.

However, now is not the time to study this.

When Zhao Wanwan was thinking about whether she could make something.

Suddenly I heard a noise outside.

Zhao Wanwan quietly came to the door and looked out.

The fitness instructor I met at the entrance of the village appeared at the entrance of the dungeon.

He was peering inside.

Behind him were several younger brothers.

Everyone held sticks and stones in their hands and looked carefully.

"How did they get in?"
To be continued...