"This alchemy equipment comes from the endless abyss. It was obtained by Victor Hugo after colluding with the devil. It is extremely sophisticated and has unimaginable effects. Look... as long as you shake the handle, this machine will
It will spin at high speed.”
Jason was speaking very exaggeratedly, showing off his treasure to the members of the Long-Legs family and the wizard group. He stood by the experimental table, shaking the centrifuge at a constant speed, and the originally mixed medicine in the machine immediately separated from the inside and outside.
There is a group of people crowded in the underground laboratory. They are either wearing robes or hanging cloaks on their shoulders, with different looks, but they are all staring at the humming centrifuge.
Among the crowd, Phils Longlegs stared at it for a long time, and was very satisfied with the performance of the centrifuge. He waved to Jason, motioning for him to come closer, and asked in a low voice: "Can we imitate this thing?"
Jason shook his head, "This machine is too sophisticated and profound. I still can't understand its principle. After all, it is a gift from the devil. Please forgive me for being timid and rashly cracking it, I'm afraid it will trigger a curse."
The key points in the hand-centrifuge are the bearings and gears, which cannot be prevented by hand, and the precision requirements are too high. Jason would never say that he couldn't handle the components, he would only say that this thing came from the devil, so don't crack it.
good.
Phils pondered for a while, then looked at the 'chief alchemist' in the wizard group, "Mr. Fabbro, we need more centrifuges, don't we?"
The wizards all stared at Fabbro, waiting for the alchemist master's answer.
Fabbro glanced at his apprentice gloomily and said in a low voice: "Yes, Your Excellency, Deputy City Lord. The efficiency of this machine is very remarkable. I can't understand him either."
Phils's face was covered with frost, and he looked back at Jason, "The guy who made a mess in your laboratory is Victor Hugo?"
"Yes." Jason replied.
"He is very brave to dare to come to Cold Wind City alone. Is he colluding with some people in our city?" Phils looked at Marbury on the other side.
Marbury was still staring blankly at the centrifuge. It wasn't until Fabbro bumped him lightly that he realized if he should say something?
But Phils turned to look at Jason again, "What does Victor Hugo want?"
"He...?" Jason thought for a few seconds, "He has been collecting some ancient fragments recently and seems to be very interested."
"Ancient fragments?" Phils looked behind him. The leader of the wizard group, the old wizard of prophecy, Bank, responded, "I happen to know something about ancient fragments. Maybe I can talk to Mr. Hugo.
talk."
Jason was a little uneasy when he heard this, not knowing what the consequences of his rash words would be.
In order to compensate for the damage caused by his random experiments, Zhou Qingfeng gave Jason a hand-centrifuge. Under the centrifugal force of several hundred revolutions per minute, components of different specific gravity in liquids and even solids can be easily separated.
When preparing magic potions or manufacturing arcane items, a centrifuge is nothing less than an artifact for an alchemist. Many troublesome or even impossible tasks become extremely easy, greatly improving efficiency and quality.
In the process of learning physics and chemistry, the Mechanical Magic Girl was amazed by the many exquisite experimental equipment. She begged Zhou Qingfeng to get bearings and gears, and built one herself for practice.
The toy-like device fell into Jason's hands.
In order to improve his status, Jason gritted his teeth and showed the centrifuge to the dignitaries of Cold Wind City, saying that his ability was no worse than his teacher Fabbro.
Exquisite equipment can always bring surprises. Zhou Qingfeng can provide centrifuges. In the eyes of the powerful people in Hanfeng City, he is just waiting for a price - whether he wants money or status, these can be discussed.
But Jason said that Victor Hugo was studying ancient fragments recently.
Late at night, Bank of the Cold Wind City Wizards invited Zhou Qingfeng to talk. The two stood on the tower of the Cold Wind City wall, overlooking the entire city in the strong wind. In the tower under their feet, several soldiers were surrounding a brazier.
Dozing off without noticing.
The old wizard Bank used the 'Flying Technique' to reach the top of the tower. Zhou Qingfeng showed no sign of weakness and used the 'Wings of Light' to fly up. The old wizard who wanted to show off his skills was slightly surprised. This young lord was not of a high level.
The strength is not low.
"Sir Hugo, when I saw you in Jason's laboratory, I really didn't guess your identity." Old Bank said with a smile.
As soon as it gets dark, the entire Cold Wind City is shrouded in thick ink. There are occasionally a few torches on the streets, and a few soldiers on night watch stand guard at fixed sentries. Normal people are no different from blind people in this environment.
Zhou Qingfeng has dark vision and can see through the darkness of twenty meters. He also has excellent hearing and can pick up low sounds within tens of meters. If necessary, he also has black cats and goblins who can be released, hundreds of
There is no problem with communication within the country.
However, the strange maid did not show up in front of outsiders. Standing on the top of the city wall, Zhou Qingfeng could hear cries and calls for help coming from the night wind.
The public security in Hanfeng City is not good, especially in the craftsman area where the poor live. There are always crimes of one kind or another happening at night, most of them are trivial things, not as threatening as a fire.
It was too strange to choose to meet in such a place. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the old wizard in confusion, "Sir Bank, you came to me just to let me observe the chaos in the city?"
"I thought a person who could deal with demons would be used to chaos." The old wizard chuckled, "You lent an alchemy equipment called a 'centrifuge' to Jason. Lord Phils and the wizard group were very concerned about this.
interested.
Among the eight arcane sects, highly capable alchemists are very popular. We always look forward to having more and better potions and items.
There is no doubt that the centrifuge you provided can greatly reduce the price of many magic potions and greatly increase the supply. So we want to buy a few more alchemy equipment from the abyss."
After the old wizard finished speaking, he waited quietly for Zhou Qingfeng to speak. The latter frowned strangely and wanted to say, 'That thing is actually a toy made by his maid'.
However, it is also good if someone wants toys.
Zhou Qingfeng is very aware of the role of centrifuges and also knows that they have special advantages over traditional methods such as heating and distillation in terms of separation and purification.
Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng did not refuse, the old wizard said: "Jason said that Sir Hugo is studying ancient fragments. I wonder which dynasty you are interested in?"
The continent of Faerûn is too vast, and the civilizations created by intelligent creatures have risen and fallen. Even the elves dare not say that they have recorded all the empires and races that have ever existed.
Zhou Qingfeng said in a low voice: "I am really interested in ancient civilizations recently. Especially the Imaskan civilization. Can you provide the corresponding information?"
"Imasca?" The old wizard had a headache. "This civilization is very famous and has been recorded in many classics. But it is also famous for being mysterious, and there is no specific information left.
The Mulan people at that time completely destroyed this civilization. Mr. Hugo, why do you want to study the Imaskan civilization?"
The old wizard looked at Zhou Qingfeng in confusion, and was suddenly shocked, "Black hair and black eyes, you..., are you a remnant of Imasca?"