My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 110 Processing Plant

Vincent saw everything clearly from the treetop nearby.

As a fourth-tier, nine-star alchemist, he possesses extremely strong perception of mental power.

The few times the net gun missed its mark earlier had already made him realize something was amiss.

"It seems he's unwilling to take action, but his attitude isn't too extreme..."

Vincent pondered for a moment, then looked at the female student who had fled in the distance.

He decided to let her off the hook this time.

However, it was impossible for Lynn to get away; naturally, there were other jobs for him to do.

Once his mindset gradually adapts, he will naturally understand and appreciate them.

"Letting him work at the processing plant for a while might be a good option..."

Outside the bear den.

Lynn played around with the angry bear for a while before finally killing it with a single blow.

Theodore only came over after he was sure it was safe.

His face looked rather grim.

Lynn knows too much now, but they haven't yet uncovered any dirt on her.

If trouble arises, it will likely be his responsibility.

Theodore forced a smile.

"Junior, you're fast, why don't you go and bring that woman back?"

Lynn hesitated, "No, senior, it's too difficult to find someone in such a big forest. And what if you encounter wild animals while I'm gone? If something happens, I'll feel really bad."

Theodore was speechless for a moment.

"So, are we just going back like this?"

Lynn sighed, "It seems this is the only way."

Theodore looked conflicted.

"Junior, you'd better not mention what happened today to anyone, understand?"

Lynn nodded.

Just as the two were about to turn back.

Vincent emerged from the dense woods nearby.

"Mr. Vincent?"

Lynn was surprised that Vincent had also come, and he had a bad feeling about it.

Mr. Vincent squinted and smiled, "Don't panic. Failure is common. No one will blame you."

Lynn nodded, looking at him suspiciously.

What exactly is this guy planning?

"This was originally just to broaden your horizons, so let's just forget about it since it failed."

Vincent adjusted his glasses.

"Lynn, you'll be working at the processing plant from now on. Even though it'll just be dealing with scrap, at least it'll improve your anatomical skills. What do you say? Do you agree?"

Lynn stared at Vincent for a long time.

He really wants to ask himself if he can pretend he knows nothing and if you can stop asking him this question.

But Lynn knew that asking such a naive question would be futile.

"I agree."

Lynn nodded.

Vincent smiled.

Everything is going smooth.

In his view, Lynn would definitely come to him on her own initiative.

After all, living beings are extremely important to alchemists.

The only way to quickly improve one's skills is through live surgery.

He'll eventually give in.

But there's no rush now; we need to give him some time to adjust.

The three of them returned to the capital by carriage.

Lynn was taken to a remote factory.

On the surface, this is a factory that produces wooden barrels.

But underground, there is a whole different world.

It is fully equipped with cold storage, laboratory, and reaction tank.

This is where the bodies are disposed of.

The cold storage was huge, and it contained corpses that had accumulated over countless years.

They are all students at this college.

Seeing this cruel scene, Lynn felt a surge of anger rising within him.

Vincent casually asked, "You must be very curious now, right? Why not just dissolve the body directly instead of sending it here?"

Lynn nodded, forcing himself to suppress his discomfort.

Vincent pulled a piece of parchment from his storage ring and handed it to Lynn.

"Hmph, that's the answer. What we see as trash is a treasure in the eyes of those cultists. Especially these so-called 'outstanding' students, they'll fetch an even higher price."

Lynn took the parchment and glanced at it briefly.

The prices of these live animal products are indeed astonishing.

However, the names of these things sound absolutely disgusting.

"Your next task is to make these products. Just come over every weekend at noon. Not only will you improve your anatomical skills here, but the rewards will also be very generous."

Vincent handed him a book.

"Do a good job. It's a bit dirty, but it's a job that will hone your skills. People from the great noble families would beg to get this job."

Vincent patted Lynn on the shoulder and smiled.

Lynn nodded silently.

Soon, he and Theodore left.

Only Lynn and the group of people engrossed in disposing of the corpses remained in the processing plant.

Lynn took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Looks like we have no choice but to do it.

Compared to living people, the guilt here is much less, and it's more acceptable.

But when will this thing ever end?

He's not going to stay in this disgusting place forever, is he?

Lynn's desire to become stronger grew stronger.

Perhaps he should find a chance to escape.

Sylnus was not a paradise where he could peacefully grow stronger, but a hell that could turn people into monsters.

No matter how shiny and beautiful the surface is painted, it cannot hide the disgust and decay inside.

Lynn couldn't accept that she had become that kind of callous and heartless monster.

This is his bottom line.

But where should he go?

Lynn flipped through the book, feeling somewhat troubled.

There's no need to worry about your family.

He believed Violet would take care of them.

No, no.

Lynn shook his head, rejecting his own idea.

Perhaps escaping from Siernus directly was too extreme.

He could easily leave the academy and stay in Violet's territory.

Staying by Eleanor's side is also an option.

But considering that she was rather poor and definitely couldn't support herself, Lynn gave up on that option.

If she feels unwell in the future, she can simply make a secret trip to the capital; it's not a big deal.

He could find some peace of mind as long as he could escape this disgusting capital.

Lynn felt much more relaxed after figuring out a way out.

He kept numbing himself and focused on reading the book in his hands.

Now is not the time to leave; I definitely need to get through the work at hand.

He planned to discuss running away with Violet after completing the remaining tasks at the academy.

Lynn quickly learned the contents of the book.

He sighed and walked towards the cold storage area.

This workshop is divided into four areas.

Processing area, finished product area, cold storage area and waste area.

It's called a cold storage area, but it's actually a morgue.

The cold storage box has two layers, and each layer can hold five corpses.

There are at least thirty cold boxes in use here.

It seems this workshop can be considered to have a 'long history'.

Lynn took one of the non-superhuman corpses out of the cold storage.

He treated her according to the description in the book.

A corpse can produce a lot of things.

It took Lynn a long time to finally get one done.

He was about to stop.

This disgusting job is best left to one person.

Lynn handed in the finished product.

He sat down in a chair to calm himself down.

The details of the dissection he had just performed inevitably surfaced in his mind.

Lynn tried her best not to think about it, but it was all in vain.

The brain's operating mechanism seems to harbor some kind of malice.

The more you try to forget something, the more it will replay in your mind over and over again.

Lynn had no choice but to give up.

But then, something unexpected happened.

[Alchemy Theory (Level 2 0/100)]

My alchemy level has actually increased.