His mental power penetrated into the 'Gate of True Knowledge' to search for the arcane history of the elves, but there was no result. Zhou Qingfeng recalled the 'Occult Science-Historical Figures' taught by Cyric and gave the answer.
"He is just the leader of a small arcane sect. He is famous for not being able to recognize himself and being arrogant. His descendants are schizophrenic and often like to find their ancestors randomly. At most, they found sixteen in one go. Others think they are It's a joke."
Zhou Qingfeng immediately classified this 'Kemal' as a low-level wizard, and turned to Jason and said: "This matching table is really wrong. If you change it, the effect will be better."
Jason said unhappily: "Sir Hugo, I respect you very much, but I am the alchemist."
"What if I can do better than you?"
"I'll just swallow the ingredient list."
"Okay, it's a deal. I hope your appetite is good enough."
Zhou Qingfeng smiled and opened the 'Door of True Knowledge', showing his alchemy workshop. A dozen spirit slaves filed out, and seven little fairies yawned and crawled out of their beds, asking their master for any orders.
A complete and high-end alchemy experimental bench appeared in front of him. Jason was still angry and annoyed at first, but in the blink of an eye he could only drool in shock, "You..., a portable mobile alchemy workshop? A master-level product." How come you have this thing?"
"Do you still remember the abyss plane stone you gave me? It was given by the succubus." Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands, indicating that the source of all this was given by Jason.
The alchemist was extremely annoyed.
According to the new formula, the synthesis of pharmaceuticals officially begins...
On a large experimental bench made of oak, Lingnu controlled a hand-centrifuge. The suspended droplets were layered in the glass body, and the differences between the different components could be seen with the naked eye.
Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on the sofa next to the experimental table, waiting for the results. Several servants were floating around doing nothing. In contrast, Jason was even more restless. He walked around the experimental table more than a dozen times, trying to Communicate with Lingnu.
Most of the equipment in the alchemy workshop came from the transaction with the Succubus, but there are a few pieces of equipment that the Mechanical Witch made by herself after learning real-world technology. They theoretically subverted the existing alchemy system and greatly improved efficiency. .
High-end centrifuges can run at tens of thousands of revolutions. With the help of bearings and gears brought by Zhou Qingfeng, Arcee's hand-built centrifuge can run at hundreds of revolutions. This is enough to highly purify many substances that were difficult to separate in the past.
Mo Ji is preparing to build a multi-stage centrifuge, which can increase the purity of magic potions from the 'normal' 780% to over 99%. The potency of the potions will increase exponentially.
"Sir Hugo, what's going on with your equipment?" Jason was very puzzled. He could accept that Zhou Qingfeng knew some alchemy, but he really couldn't understand one thing - everyone is doing alchemy, why is yours Is the equipment so good?
Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head slightly and excused himself, "The high-end goods sent by the succubus are naturally different. And those spiritual slaves are also smart enough to help me with experiments."
"Hey..., what a good thing!" After Jason praised him, he beat his chest and sighed. Not only was his equipment inferior, but the few hidden assistants he kept were also very stupid. "So, what did you just say? That theory also comes from succubus?"
Zhou Qingfeng naturally would not say that he traveled between two completely different planes, so it would be a very good choice to blame the succubus. He nodded and said: "Succubi, if you live a long time, you will naturally know more."
"But the creatures in the abyss are all evil, aren't you afraid of having your soul taken away by them?" Jason kept pacing, not sure whether he was sighing for Zhou Qingfeng or envious.
"Yes, there are demons in the abyss, and you must always be careful when dealing with them." Zhou Qingfeng nodded, "The synthesis of the potion is almost over. What did you just say..., swallow the ingredient list?"
Jason pretended not to hear, just stopped and kept rubbing his hands, "It's good to have a backer, even if it's a demon, it's much better than trying to figure it out on my own. But that's a demon, and it will devour the soul sooner or later.
But succubi are really beautiful. I heard that high-level wizards are so powerful that they can keep succubi as pets. Tsk tsk tsk... Sir Hugo, what is your relationship with that succubus?"
Zhou Qingfeng stopped talking. He felt that if he continued talking, Jason would have a mental breakdown. He originally wanted to show some tricks to win over a friend. But now it seemed that the stimulation was too great and the other party couldn't bear it.
"Sir Hugo, can you teach me how to write the knowledge imparted by the succubus? And also lend me the experimental bench?" Jason thought for a long time, but couldn't help but feel itchy and wanted to indirectly take advantage of it.
Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said to himself: "I just proposed to help each other." But before he could say anything, there was a knock on the door of the underground laboratory. Soon a servant came to report that there was Mr. Bank.
Come and visit.
Jason was startled, straightened his clothes, and left the basement to greet Zhou Qingfeng when he heard someone laughing loudly about to come in. He quickly put away the alchemy workshop and the spirit slaves, leaving only some finished medicines on an experimental table.
Following the laughter, an old wizard wearing a pointed hat came in. He was wearing a gray robe, carrying a long wooden staff, and had a white beard braided. He strode in and said, "Jason, the wizard group really needs new blood. I
Submit your application."
"Thank you, Mr. Bank." Jason nodded and bowed to please him. After entering the laboratory, he quickly took down a sealed box from the shelf. "This is a piece of mithril sand I bought from the south. The quality is not very pure.
I would like to ask your help to refine it."
The box was opened, and inside was a piece of mithril the size of a fingertip. Judging from the quality, it was clear that it couldn't be any more pure, and how could it be so refined?
The white-bearded old wizard laughed heartily and accepted the box, very satisfied. He got the mithril and wanted to turn around and leave, but he saw the new experimental platform. He said cheerfully, 'Jason, you changed it.
It's a new platform.' Then...
The row of burettes on the countertop caught the old wizard's attention. He saw the burette and then the flask below. His eyes turned around and finally landed on a tube of bright red finished medicine.
"This is..." The old wizard stared at the potion doubtfully for a long time, "I don't know much about your alchemy, but this seems to be..."
After hesitating twice in a row, the old wizard simply cast an 'identification spell'. A series of detailed introductions about potions were transmitted to his brain by the power of arcane magic, and he shouted in surprise: "Jason, you can make physical potions."
Jason scratched his head in embarrassment and glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, who was standing next to him. He didn't dare to take credit, so he hesitated and wanted to introduce the person who really figured out this thing. But he also wanted to hide his secrets and didn't want Zhou Qingfeng's uniqueness.
Technical information.
The knowledge of the other world is extremely precious, and it is a habit to cherish it. No one will pass on the secrets he has mastered at will. In an era of low productivity, the master who taught the apprentice will starve to death.