"Gold... 緷... trash?" Arthur had never heard of this term before and could only repeat it with difficulty according to Lucien's pronunciation. However, when he pronounced it out, he had an inexplicable feeling, feeling that the word sounded like
It is as weird and weird as other magic spells, hiding mysterious and unknown terrifying power.
Lucien rubbed both cheeks with his left hand to prevent himself from laughing out loud, and then said seriously: "Due to the characteristics of the land itself, these alchemical substances sometimes need to be mixed and sometimes used separately. When they are all mixed, they are called
Jin Kaila, and the others are called Jin Kaila No. 1, Jin Kaila No. 2, etc."
Arthur saw Lucien's "serious" attitude, so he smiled like a businessman: "This is a great name, Mr. Evans, you really have a talent for naming, let's call it Jin... Ke... Lash."
In fact, I am an incompetent person, Lucien slandered himself, the same as Mr. Victor and Mr. Rhine.
After determining the name of the alchemical substance, Arthur sought Lucien's consent and named the new company "Holm Minerals and Harvest Company".
Witnessed by Eric, the deacon of the Magician Management Department, Arthur and Lucien signed the documents respectively, and they also signed on behalf of the Magic Council, marking the conclusion of the agreement.
"Mr. Evans, cheers to celebrate our becoming partners." Arthur picked up the wine glass containing "Sky Blue" and collided with the wine glass in Lucien's hand, making a crisp dinging sound.
Lucien smiled without opening his lips, and then drank "Sky Blue" in one gulp: "Mr. Doyle, I hope we can have a happy cooperation. When you promote these alchemical substances, you must specify the dosage range determined by our experiments.
Be clear, otherwise not only will it not increase grain production, but it will also have negative effects."
"Of course, we always respect the opinions of the arcanists." Arthur asked his blond secretary to take out a thick stack of documents and hand them to Lucien, "Mr. Evans, this is the large-scale refining we have determined.
Plan, please see if there is anything that needs to be modified in the magic circle. You are the authority in this regard."
He gave a small compliment. Although he didn't know exactly what Lucien's arcane level was, as a Holm Crown Award winner and a fourth-level arcanist, he must be considered an authority in the fields of elements and alchemy.
Lucien took it and flipped through it, confirming that it was the paper in the latest issue of "Alchemy". Through energy conversion, the cost of setting up a large constant alchemy array and later energy maintenance were minimized. According to the paper
According to the narrative, magic towers are built on large rivers with abundant water, and the energy contained in them is converted into electrical energy through magnetic fields, and then the electrical energy is transported to the alchemy workshop to provide energy for those magic arrays.
"Actually, it's a magical version of a hydropower station..." Lucien silently assessed, but if it is arranged according to the normal constant magic array, it will cost at least hundreds of times more, because the energy they maintain needs to be obtained from special magic gems.
Waiting for extraction, and these magic materials are required to be able to absorb sunlight, moonlight, shadow and other powers through the magic circle and recover, which is valuable. If it is not a constant magic circle, the materials need to be replaced regularly, which is also an astrological number.
Lucien returned the paper to Arthur and said with a gentle smile: "This is the best solution, and the excess electricity may have other uses."
"I will ask the alchemist. If you have other inspirations, Mr. Evans, you can provide them to us. We will still cooperate according to the current agreement." Arthur handed the paper to his beautiful secretary, "The first year will be
There may be no profit from building these magic circles and devices, but don't worry, Mr. Evans, you should have an annuity from the shares starting from the second year, which will not delay your promotion to an intermediate magician."
After seeing off Arthur Doyle, Lucien turned around to say goodbye to Eric, and unexpectedly found that Cindy and Donna were both holding their chins in their hands and looking at him with bright eyes.
"Huh, Mr. Evans, it's great to have knowledge and talent." Cindy sighed with a complicated expression, ranging from reverence, envy, yearning, and admiration. Then she clenched her right hand into a small fist and waved, "I will definitely
To become an official magician, even if you are not as good as you, Mr. Evans, you must use your knowledge and strength to gain the respect of others and get the wealth you deserve!"
As a citizen born in Rentat, Cindy often heard the name of Arthur Doyle in the "Holm Weekly" and from adults when she was a little girl.
When she respected and even flattered En so much, she completely understood the practical significance of the magician's status. It was no longer just limited to the hierarchy within the Magic Council as before. The source of these statuses lies in her own strength, in
Knowledge lies in learning. As long as you work hard and use your heart, you will not be rewarded because you do not have a noble status.
Donna said with a smile: "Tsk, Mr. Evans, you are really the best role model for us magic apprentices. Your story tells us that within the Magic Council, as long as you are talented and capable, you will definitely be able to shine.
, get the status you deserve. By the way, do you still accept students in your arcane cram school? Can I also study with you?"
She joked in the "motivational tone" unique to a magic school teacher, but when she called "Mr. Evans" and "you", she suddenly felt a sour feeling, although it was mainly because Eric was beside her that she and Cindy
She didn't call him "Evans" as familiarly as usual, but whenever she saw the fourth-level arcanist and second-level magician badges on Lucien's chest, she felt awe and unfamiliarity for no reason, looking up but not getting close to him.
He walked so fast that his friends could only see his back.
"If you have time, you can come and listen on Saturday." Lucien wiped away cold sweat. Is this arcane rewriting class going to get bigger and bigger and become a magic organization?
Eric looked at Lucien and wanted to say something, but in the end he just comforted him: "Evans, did you meet Mr. Felipe just now? Don't pay too much attention to his attitude, he has always been like this."
Eric in the office heard Felipe's first words greeting Lucien.
Cindy and Donna suddenly became quiet because this involved one thing:
With his experiments that overturned the theory of human vitality, Felipe once again won the Immortal Throne Award, and shared the Holm Crown Award with the unsigned senior executive of the Will of the Elements, becoming the 27th winner, and his reputation reached its peak.
However, the Pale Hand believed that the experiment of artificially synthesizing urea was not important enough, and the "miracle experiment" of simulating the original natural environment to generate the essence of life had no specific target, so it did not award the "Immortal Throne Award" to Lucien or the senior officials of the Will of the Elements.
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With such a thing in front of them, the two girls and Eric certainly thought that Lucien was not willing to meet Felipe.
The Immortal Throne Award that Felipe received this time was a talisman last time, so according to his request, it was turned into a magic robe called "Life" - the previous talisman was "Restorer", and the Holm Crown Ring was called
"Sagal acid" comes from the name of the fatty acid from which it is synthesized.
Lucien was very envious of Felipe for getting two more seventh-level perfect magic items, but due to his lack of strength, he could only endure it for the time being.
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The town of "Sariva".
Farmer Roy walked out of his field carrying farm tools. When he passed the land that he could see every day, he still couldn't control his emotions and stopped to watch again.
What plump wheat ears, what brilliant harvest colors!
"It would be great if the oats in my field could be like this!" Roy's wrinkles, which were so dry under the sun that they seemed to be about to crack, stretched slightly. He looked at them motionlessly, his heart full of longing, "To have such a harvest.
, even if you pay various taxes, you can keep the children full, and they don’t have to lie awake on the ground looking for fallen bread crumbs in the middle of the night every day.”
"If this happens for several consecutive years, we can save a sum of money and send little William to participate in knight training when he reaches eight years old."
As a father, Roy only thought about his children and not his own life, but his expression soon became depressed.
At this time, a group of beautiful men and women with long ears came from the other side. After they walked in front of Roy, a girl with a delicate appearance smiled and asked: "Hello, why do you feel uncomfortable when you see the harvest scene?"
happy?"
She is much more beautiful than Miss Oona from the mayor's house, and she is noble and elegant, just like the angel the priests talked about. Roy replied with panic as if his surroundings were lighting up: "Sir, it's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that
Thinking that the magical thing that can make oats harvest abundant must only be used by noble lords, I, I..."
Roy, who was uneducated, didn't know how to explain it.
After the agreed time of more than five months had passed, Elestine and Exilion returned to inspect the harvest of the experimental field on behalf of the druids. However, they did not alert anyone in the Magic Council this time, and quietly took their guards with them.
I took the magic steam train and rushed here because I wanted to see the most realistic situation.
The sight of the harvest made them who loved nature smell the sweet smell and became very happy, so they stopped Roy to ask.
Hearing the answer, Elestine smiled slightly: "These alchemy products are meant to be used by all farmers, not just among nobles. Uncle, you will be able to see them in your own fields in the future.
Such a good harvest.”
"But, but I have no money..." Roy twisted his body uneasily, worried that these magical things would be spread like taxes and completely bankrupt the already bad family.
Elestine frowned, glanced at her brother, and found that he had no choice but to comfort him: "They are very cheap, otherwise why would the lords and nobles use them?"
Yes, if it means losing money, the nobles will definitely not use it. Roy's mood became slightly excited, and then he asked eagerly: "Can you let us use it first, and then pay you after the harvest is good?"
"Maybe." Elestine, who didn't quite understand human socioeconomic activities, hurriedly left with a guilty conscience.
Watching these big shots leave, Roy thought in hindsight: "They are the elves in the bard's story? With such long ears..."
The doubts quickly disappeared, because Roy was stunned when he looked at the harvest scene again, but this time his heart was filled with joy, as if everything he had just dreamed of had been "realized" one by one.
"Thank you Lord for your blessing."
"Well, these alchemical substances seem to have been created by magicians..."
The embarrassed Roy quickly thought with the farmer's unique simplicity and cleverness: "Anyway, I am a citizen of the Holm royal family. If my lord uses me, I will use it..."
As a non-devout believer, he could not resist the temptation of a good harvest, which meant a bright future for his children.
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Elestine and Ecthelion happily led the guards to the alchemy workshop they had heard about. Not long after, they smelled a pungent smell.
They moved forward quickly with great confusion, and soon saw an alchemy workshop that looked like a tall magic tower. There was a huge roaring noise and an unpleasant smell. The surrounding creek became slightly black, with small streams.
Fish carcasses float.
"Devil... we have released a devil who destroys nature!" Elestine muttered to herself in a nightmare. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)