In the world of swords and magic, the Arcanist is a profession that masters mysterious power.
Among the eight arcane schools, the Evocation system is like bang bang bang, the Necromancy system is disgusting and weird, the Prophecy system is the most inexplicable, the Protection system is all turtle-like, the Conjuration system is like playing magic, the Charm system is the most shameless and obscene, and the Illusion system is the most shameless and obscene.
Scare people.
Only alchemists who are good at creation are the noblest and richest. They can create anything by staying in the wizard's tower and conducting magic research. This is what Mr. Fabbro, the "Chief Alchemist" of Cold Wind City, thinks.
At least that was true until he met Victor Hugo.
The battlefield equipment that Acidophilus Ant had worked hard to collect for decades was transported to the abyss to exchange for things after being thrown away by Zhou Qingfeng. This 'generosity to others' was exchanged for his own alchemy workshop. With the workshop, materials and assistants
If you have it, all you need is an alchemist.
Then Monsignor Fabro appeared.
As long as she can save her own tribe, the queen ant doesn't care whether things are reasonable or not. Several people in Cold Wind City were rushed in front of Zhou Qingfeng. Including Fabbro and Marbury Long Legs, they were all in a miserable state.
A few days ago, the men and horses in Cold Wind City were still very proud. However, the lack of success for several days also wore away the patience of the Queen Ant. Instead, it was Zhou Qingfeng who came from behind and not only demonstrated the parchment roll recipe approved by the gods, but also used the "useless" formula.
's inventory in exchange for a useful workshop.
Seeing Fabro again, the 'Chief Alchemist''s clothes were frayed and his hair was messy. He screamed at Zhou Qingfeng and others, "Liar, thief, they stole my formula. It's obviously the solution I found,
But I need materials."
Others in Cold Wind City also glared at Zhou Qingfeng.
Fabbro's tragic situation was beyond Zhou Qingfeng's expectation. But he just smiled and pointed to the alchemy workshop behind him, "Sir, stop talking nonsense. We took your notes, and now the raw materials and equipment are here
Here, let’s start working.”
A super luxurious alchemy laboratory suddenly appeared in the ant nest deep underground. Fabbro stared at his eyes and was at a loss. He took a few deep breaths through his nose from a distance and screamed again: "Where did you get it from?"
Troll saliva? There is none in the east, west, and north."
"I made a deal with the devil of the abyss." Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands.
"Making a deal with the devil?" Fabbro's eyes widened, "I read that right, you are indeed an extremely evil guy."
Wizards are always in contact with mysterious existences and maintain the greatest awe of mysteries. From the time they become apprentices, all wizards are instilled with a concept - don't look for trouble to call out the existence of the abyss or purgatory. Once discovered, they will be severely punished.
Looking at the tragic situation of Mondino, we know that with the extreme evil of demons and devils, no one who calls can escape their control, which will harm the entire wizard group - that is, Zhou Qingfeng is from a wild background and knows nothing.
audacious in the extreme.
Any wizard can talk about the terrible consequences of colluding with evil beings, but the ant queen interrupted Fabbro, "Don't waste time. My people are suffering from the curse every minute, you give me
hurry up."
Faced with the threat of death and the embarrassing situation, Fabbro sighed and had no choice but to give in. He walked into the alchemy workshop, looked at the complete equipment on several experimental tables, and couldn't help but ask: "The devil won't do it casually."
Just give us this much equipment.”
Fume hood, multi-arm still, flask, condenser, dropper, test tube, distilling dish, water bath, alcohol lamp, furnace, tripod, reflux tube, etc.
There are four or five experimental tables arranged in various categories, not to mention the medicine cabinets in the corners. It looks like a middle school chemistry laboratory. Some of the equipment and consumables are so luxurious that even Fabro has seen them for the first time.
It's really an exaggeration.
"You used flying skills to directly cross the blood flow canyon. I had a hard time, running to fight and kill the undead in the canyon before rushing over. But I happen to know that acidophilic ants have been dragging this battlefield for decades.
Just exchange what they collected with the devil."
Was the ant colony acquired through decades of collecting?
Why didn't you tell me about such a good thing earlier?
After hearing this, Fabbro wished he could hit his head to death, scratching his heart and lungs, and dying of pain. If he had known this earlier, he would have risked his life to contact the devil in the abyss - he knew that there was such an advantage around him but he didn't take advantage of it.
This feeling is too painful.
Fabbro had to complete some of the key work, and he racked his brains to come up with all the results.
at the moment.....
Walking into the alchemy workshop, spiritual slaves are on call and hidden servants come to do miscellaneous tasks. Old Borg grabbed the compiled parchment and whispered the outline of the experiment, acting as an assistant and supervisor.
Fabbro could not enjoy this kind of combination of software and hardware in the laboratory of Cold Wind City. He sighed again, glanced sideways at Zhou Qingfeng, and silently remembered Adrian's reminder that the curse of acid-loving ants comes from the gods.
.
What the hell is this kid doing?
When the potion preparation started, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't get involved. After the ant queen discovered that he could open the space-time door, she kept a tight watch on him and suppressed him at any time - in a combat state, he couldn't go to the real world, so he could only stay in a daze.
.
The materials, equipment, and assistants that Fabbro asked for were all in place. Three days later, the potion to suppress the curse was prepared, and the queen quickly took it for testing. Another day later, a flying ant came to send a message asking Fabbro to
Prepare more potions.
"Your potion is somewhat effective, but not completely. Some ant eggs will still develop black spots from decay before they hatch. And the amount of potion you gave is too small. I need more." After confirming that the potion is working, the Queen Ant's tone changed.
Gotta relax.
But Zhou Qingfeng knew very well that the so-called 'onset of effect' could not last for three days. The acidophilic ants just grabbed a life-saving straw, Sehani Yue Gong will cause the ant eggs treated with the medicine to directly rot and stink, everything is
Useless effort.
Before the effect of the potion was exposed, Zhou Qingfeng put away the alchemy workshop, summoned everyone to prepare for war, and said to the messenger flying ant: "The root cause of the potion's incomplete effect is not the potion, but the curse.
We summoned the soul of the previous ant queen, and we know that what your nest of ants suffered is not an ordinary plague at all, but a punishment sent by the gods. We have the elf of Silver Leaf City, and she gave the opinion that it must go to the place of origin of the curse.
solve it completely."
The queen ant suddenly became alert, "How are you going to solve this problem?"
"I think we have to get back to the surface to discuss this."
"Human, you don't want to run away, do you? I know you want to escape all the time."
"You acid-loving ants don't want to trap us in the ant nest forever, do you? If we have to choose between eternal slavery and a heroic death, our choice will undoubtedly be the latter."
The topic got stuck, and the conflicts between the two parties became apparent.