Chapter 968: Dont the alchemist like it? As long as the user likes it.
The giant god in the sky kang cauldron refined the medicine, and his anger surged into the sky, instantly overpowering all local strange phenomena around him.
Zhang Xiaokai felt particularly unreal.
But the source of divine power is indeed the master in front of him.
It's just that this god in the form of black mist is somewhat different from the divine power that Zhang Xiaokai experienced in the temple. He doesn't have the warmth of burning faith, but is cold and sharp.
After coming back to his senses, Zhang Xiaokai hurriedly ran over and said: "Master, master, this is too noisy and will attract a lot of people, and it will be even more difficult for you to make alchemy!"
The alchemist waved his hand, and the upright god immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Master, we'd better change places first."
Zhang Xiaokai gained wisdom out of desperation: "Although it lasts only a short time, it will also attract the attention of many alchemists."
"We are too conspicuous, and we will definitely be suspected if we stay here. It is better to go to my house... That is the territory of the Green Raincoat Clan. If there are strange phenomena, it can be said to be the strange objects of the Green Raincoat Clan. Anyway, this kind of
This is indeed the case.”
The alchemist nodded.
Then, Shali drove in the direction directed by Zhang Xiaokai.
Along the way, many alchemists could be seen coming towards us, and they asked them about their situation. Zhang Xiaokai and Sha Li only said that they saw a black light and did not dare to approach. They did not know anything else.
Zhang Xiaokai's family opened a scrap house next to the transit area where the Green Coin Yi clan lives.
The transit area is what the Jindan people call it, but it is actually the excrement place of the green coir raincoat clan.
This group of curse people like to eat a variety of items, and those that cannot be digested will be excreted here.
Alchemists will look for materials here, but they will all be screened through the scrap room. They will not go directly to those smelly places to dig things.
Finding suitable materials from a large amount of excrement is itself a technology, similar to gold mining.
Alchemist is very curious about this.
So Zhang Xiaokai told her along the way: "Master, in order to recycle the useful things inside, you must first shovel a large amount of stone-like dung into a mining truck, and then sift out the easily found materials, and then put them
Add water and stir to soften. The mud will be spread out on the ground and divided into many small pieces, and then people will find it piece by piece."
"This is hard work, tiring and dirty. But after sifting out the impurities, the dry waste will be purchased by botanists for fertilizer research."
"Some of the bones, pottery shards, metals, glass, horn and chitin recovered from it can be sold to alchemists and some to craftsmen, who will process them and sell them as handicrafts."
"Everyone knows about scrap houses, but few are willing to do this for a long time, because as time goes by, they will have a rotten smell that cannot be eliminated no matter what."
Arriving at the home that I have been away from for a long time, it still looks the same.
There are farm-like fields, but these are used to spread manure, a wide barn where dry manure is stored, and a house made of stone and wood.
A long way away, the family dog ran out, wagging its tail crazily and jumping up and down at Zhang Xiaokai.
Zhang Xiaokai introduced the family situation along the way.
Both parents were at home today. When they learned that their son's master and senior sister were here, they quickly poured tea and water and were very enthusiastic.
"I didn't expect that there would be an alchemist willing to accept this child. He has been fond of alchemy since he was a child, tinkering with pots and jars. He likes this."
"This child is otherwise good, but he is prone to random thoughts sometimes. Don't mind. He is very honest and serious in his work and does not harm others."
"Anyway, thank you very much."
Zhang Xiaokai discovered that the master had been staring at his father.
"Your body is very worn out."
The father rubbed his hands and showed a reserved smile: "It's like this in this line of work. It takes a long time to work and my whole body hurts. Fortunately, now that my eldest son is helping me, I can relax a little bit."
Alchemist asked: "Do many people have this problem?"
"It's inevitable for anyone who runs a junk shop. To find those things, you need to use a pitchfork over and over again. You have to bend your waist to look, look with your eyes, and use your hands to find them. That's the most accurate way."
As soon as the alchemist raised his hand, the small crucible in the car flew in.
The crucible rotated slowly, emitting white light, and there was a sound inside.
At this time, the alchemist pointed her finger, lifted the lid, and three pills flew out, and she introduced them into the blue patterned enamel vial that Shali took out.
"This is a "pain-killing pill" that can temporarily block the feeling of pain. But remember not to take too much, as it can easily lead to dependence and drug resistance. You can only take one pill at a time, which can last about a day."
The father held the medicine bottle in his hand: "I have never heard of such a miraculous elixir... Is it a secret medicine in the army?"
Zhang Xiaokai whispered: "This is a special elixir refined by the master. Father, just take it."
Then he bowed to the alchemist: "Master's great kindness and kindness will be borne in mind by this disciple."
My parents also hurriedly thanked me.
Lianzi's alchemy site was chosen on a hill not far from the scrap house.
Here you can see geese-like green raincoats flying from the sky. They go straight to the transit area. They fly in a hurry when they arrive, but they leave much more leisurely and relaxed.
The alchemist often has a smoking alchemy furnace above his head, staring at the creatures in the sky, seemingly thoughtful.
Zhang Xiaoxin wondered happily, could it be that the master wanted to use curse insects to make elixirs?
However, what he didn't expect was that the master suddenly became interested in the excrement of curse insects. She began to walk among the square fields in the transit area, and used her cane to stir up the excrement and observe it up close.
Alchemist often consulted Zhang Xiaokai's parents, as well as Zhang Xiaokai's eldest brother Zhang Dacheng, who now took over the job, and learned a lot about the defecation situation of the green coir raincoat people.
She was still not satisfied with this, so she went directly to many green raincoats to inquire.
"Are you feeling bloated and blocked?"
"Yes, that's the feeling."
"Feeling unable to have a complete bowel movement and accompanied by pain?"
"Yeah."
"And the excretion area should be bleeding and torn, right?"
"Yes, it hurts, it hurts too much."
…
Three months later, Alchemist refined an elixir, which was an ordinary-looking white pill.
This is an elixir specially refined for the green coir raincoat clan.
Alchemist gave these medicines to them to try, and after eating them, the green curse insects all developed symptoms similar to diarrhea. However, they were very happy, and flew over to lie on the ground one by one to express their gratitude to the master.
“Thank you so much!”
"As expected...you are too strong."
"Everyone has been suffering from painful symptoms for thousands of years, and now we finally have a solution."
"We won't die from poop anymore!"
…
They flew away happily to tell their fellow species the good news.
The alchemist then said to the two apprentices: "When I came here, I noticed that the feces of the green coir raincoats were in the shape of balls or lumps, which were extremely solid, so they needed to be moistened and softened with water before recycling. There were also coagulated blood threads inside,
The blood of the green coir raincoat clan is green, and when it dries, it looks like some kind of very slender grass stems, making it difficult to notice."
"They defecate a lot and often fly long distances at a time, but the frequency of defecation is very small unless they have to. So this in itself is a kind of damage to the physiological mechanism."
"The less frequent bowel movements increase the physiological burden. The more painful and frightened you are, the more difficult the whole process will be, which creates a worsening situation."
"So this creates long-term defecation problems."
She said with a serious face: "This not only destroys the normal excretory organs of the green coir raincoat people, but also damages and squeezes the internal organs due to excessive accumulation of feces, leading to symptoms such as scratches, bleeding, and organ rupture. In recent years, the green coir raincoat coats have
Quantity growth is slow, which is the most critical impact."
"So I refined the "Abdominal Soothing Pill" based on their feces and physiological characteristics. In fact, it is not difficult to refine it. I just need to find some relevant raw materials, test the absorption capacity of green coir, use some herbs and peels, as well as wheat bran and
You can make it with grease.”
The alchemist looked at Zhang Xiaokai with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is there no alchemist to make this? Does it mean that everyone doesn't care about such serious symptoms at all?"
Zhang Xiaokai blurted out: "Master, but curse insects are different from humans."
"The green coir raincoat also belongs to the Yao people."
"You are right, but..."
Zhang Xiaokai sighed: "In most eyes, curse insects are just curse insects, and they are different from the Yao people."
Regardless of whether they are orcs, cat people, blood elves, vampires and elves, people will recognize them as an ethnic group of the Yao tribe, but the curse insects themselves are a notorious group, with a reputation for being huge and extremely lethal.
Even the Jindan Kingdom, which has been at peace with the Green Coil Clothes clan for many years, actually only regards them as a relatively stable group of monsters.
"Also, alchemists have a consensus. Whether a pill needs to be developed depends on the approval of the alchemist group. The subsequent processes, materials, and techniques must be professional enough and meet the corresponding standards. Only pills that everyone agrees with
The medicine will be refined and promoted together."
Zhang Xiaokai smiled bitterly: "I grew up here, from "Xuelu Garden" to "Alchemy Workshop". This industry is determined by experts, and outsiders can hardly affect the process of elixirs."
"This is weird."
The alchemist's eyes were full of confusion: "Elixirs are originally sold to laymen. Can the alchemists digest and eat so many elixirs by themselves?"
These words were like a bolt from the blue, nailing Zhang Xiaokai to the ground.
His eyes suddenly widened.
yes.
Pills are meant for ordinary people. Alchemists think this one is good and that one is bad, but they will not buy it themselves, because there is a free quota for alchemists to use the pills in the alchemy department.
The quality of an elixir should not be decided by the alchemist, but by whether the person who uses it needs it.
Alchemist doesn't like it?
As long as users like it.
The alchemist said: "The alchemist originally made elixirs for laymen. If laymen feel good about it and want to buy it, the elixirs can be mass-produced. That's right."
A few days later.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, and tens of thousands of cursed insects flew towards this side.
The leader is Green Arrow, the leader of this clan.
It landed on the ground and bowed to the alchemist: "Thank you very much for your help to us. The "Stomach Soothing Pill" is of great significance to our family. It will make our lives longer and reduce a lot of pain."
"
"In the name of the whole Green Coil Yi family, I would like to express my respect and heartfelt thanks to you!"
Under its leadership, a large number of green raincoats crawled on the ground and spread all over the hill.
This scene shocked Zhang Xiaokai severely.
The recognition and gratitude of users always fill the alchemist with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
Zhang Xiaokai further strengthened his belief.
Alchemists do not refine elixirs to be recognized by other alchemists, but for the thousands of people who need them.
The place where alchemists are needed is not in alchemy workshops and alchemy departments, but in all parts of the world. As long as there are people who are troubled by difficult diseases, alchemists are needed.