A Beekeeper in a Magical World - Chapter 147: Melancholic Girl and the Veil of Magic

A fellow circle member nicknamed “Drizzle Drizzle” sent a message: “Boss, do you still have sleep-inducing honey for sale?”

Sleep-inducing honey, it should be referring to the slumber blossom honey.

He did have a stash of this honey, kept for personal use.

Truth be told, now he relied on Thunderflower honey to charge up swiftly, enabling a rapid recovery of his physical state. Simply put, he hardly needed sleep anymore from that aspect alone.

However, in reality, except for specific situations, he still adhered to a regular sleep schedule for most of his time.

Sleep is a pleasure for humans; waking up naturally after a good rest is the best feeling.

Depriving oneself of sleep would strip away a significant joy of life.

That’s one aspect.

On the other hand, and most crucially, prolonged sleeplessness could affect personal development—both mental and physical aspects.

Though relying on “recharging” to quickly replenish energy works, constantly doing so would hinder personal growth, ultimately sealing one’s potential.

Therefore, having a regular night’s sleep was still highly necessary.

Using recharging as a substitute for sleep was feasible but not advisable too often.

The slumber blossom honey Hua Mi hoarded could help him experience better sleep and, combined with training, reach an optimal growth state.

But if a circle friend specifically came looking to buy it, he could consider selling—it’s about being flexible.

That’s one advantage of the Micro-chat circle for selling goods—rapid communication, adaptable responses.

Hua Mi replied, “There’s some left, not much. How much do you need?”

However, the other person didn’t respond immediately.

After a few minutes, they replied, “I want to ask, is there a dosage limit for this honey? How much is dangerous to consume at once?”

This question was odd.

Firstly, slumber blossom honey wasn’t a sleeping pill; its effects had an upper limit. As the dosage increased, the enhancement in effect gradually slowed down. Upon reaching a certain dosage, the effect wouldn’t continue to improve.

It merely facilitated a prerequisite condition for sleep, under which one could attain an excellent sleep experience.

Uncontrolledly dozing off right there wouldn’t be aiding sleep; that would be a knockout drug.

Of course, anything taken excessively would cause issues.

One could get overstuffed or choked.

Seeing this question, Hua Mi paused briefly, then realized something, becoming instantly alert.

Without rushing to reply, he first clicked on “Drizzle Drizzle’s” profile to take a look.

Female gender, the avatar was a cartoon character’s silhouette, and the background color was quite gloomy.

Glancing at her bio, Hua Mi felt she was probably a young girl, most likely underage, around fifteen or sixteen at most.

“Buying sleep aids when underage, especially regulated drugs, would be very troublesome. So, she’s asking if slumber blossom honey can produce effects similar to a sleep aid… probably because she’s distressed about something.”

There’s always someone who believes that swallowing sleep aids results in a peaceful death.

In reality, the process is quite uncomfortable, akin to a dull knife cutting slowly.

After contemplating for a moment, Hua Mi typed to answer her question: “That honey only aids sleep, it doesn’t have the effect of a sleeping pill.”

Drizzle Drizzle quickly responded, “Okay, I understand now. Sorry to bother you.”

This reply didn’t seem right.

Hua Mi swiftly typed, “Why not try the newly stocked Mirage Blossom Honey?”

Drizzle Drizzle: “Sorry, I don’t have money.”

Hua Mi swiftly took action, sending her a link.

[ Mirage Blossom Honey, Price: 0.1 Yuan ]

Underneath, Hua Mi added, “Give it a try; this honey brings happiness and won’t disappoint you.”

Then, he patiently waited for her reply.

Meanwhile, in a residential area…

The bedroom’s curtains were drawn, allowing a faint, cold light to seep through the edges.

The room was shrouded in darkness.

A slender girl, wearing an oversized t-shirt, with disheveled hair cascading around her, huddled in the corner formed by the bed and the wall.

On the floor beside her lay a torn family photo, with her parents on either side and the child in the middle torn in half.

Cheng Xiaoxiao stared at her phone, its screen reflecting her vacant gaze.

“…this honey brings happiness…”

“…happiness…”

Her gaze fixated here.

For a moment, her vision seemed flooded with the word “happiness.”

It was a beautiful term.

But to her, those two words were particularly jarring at this moment.

She gripped the phone tightly, almost distorting the screen.

‘He doesn’t know; my life has long ceased to have anything to do with this word…’

Cheng Xiaoxiao forcefully typed a line: “It’s useless; no one can save me!!”

However, she didn’t immediately send it, her finger hovering over the send button. After a moment of vacancy, she moved to the delete key, erasing it letter by letter.

Sighing, she finally sent: “Fine, I’ll try.”

The boss sent a smiley face.

…

Hua Mi saw her eventually place an order, and he relaxed.

What could be troubling her?

Mirage Blossom Honey specializes in curing all kinds of unhappiness.

Before nightfall, he swiftly processed all the orders and sent them out.

Circle friends spanned across the globe.

Some might arrive as soon as tomorrow.

Others might take three or four days.

After sorting things here, Hua Mi popped a few Thunderflower honey pills, recharging himself for a while.

He then ordered some construction materials, planning to expand the greenhouse to grow Windchime Flowers and Beyond Trees.

Immediately after, he traversed into the otherworld.

It was daytime there.

However, outside, thick snowflakes began to fall, the sky dark and gloomy.

Lu Fei stayed put inside the wooden house, quite well-behaved.

But it had left a greenish pile on the floor.

Though it didn’t smell, the sight was revolting.

Humans and animals really shouldn’t share the same roof.

“Guess I better build a shed for it soon… but not today,” Hua Mi glanced at the heavy snow outside, the weather not conducive to work. He thought, “While there’s nothing urgent, let’s try the effect of the Replacement Cloth.”

The Replacement Cloth was what Zelika referred to as the “Veil of Magic.”

He found the name quite tongue-twisting, not much better than “Alimondo Cloth,” so he simply called it the “Replacement Cloth.”

Hua Mi approached the table, turning on the solar hanging lamp.

From his ring space, he retrieved the Replacement Cloth, along with a bottle of Feathercoat Mirage Honey.

The cloth wasn’t large but sufficient to cover a honey bottle.

However, it looked quite worn-out; he didn’t know how many more uses it had.

Therefore, Hua Mi didn’t intend to carry out pointless experiments, going straight to the main act.

First, the honey.

Then, the bees.

Let’s see what could be swapped.

After adjusting, ensuring the Replacement Cloth completely covered the honey bottle, Hua Mi followed Zelika’s method, clearly and consecutively chanting the ”

spell” three times.

“Alimondo… Alimondo… Alimondo.”

While chanting, he released his mental energy, constantly enveloping the entire cloth, monitoring its state.

As soon as he finished, he sensed the magic within the Replacement Cloth begin to disturb rhythmically, like a whirlpool suddenly appearing in a pool of magic.