Kyle Sichi walked into the Alchemy Workshop.
"Chief Mentor," the apprentices bowed their heads in greeting when they saw Kyle.
He waved his hand, "You continue."
The apprentices squatted down again and busied themselves with their work.
The outermost part of the workshop was the cleaning room, where materials from all over Graycastle were cleaned, sorted, screened, and ground. The design of the cleaning room was also very ingenious. The stone floor was laid over a stream, and the middle was used for passage. On both sides were streams flowing parallel to the stone path. After crossing an arm's width of the stream, the outermost part was the cleaning area.
At first glance, the long and narrow cleaning room looked like it was divided into three parts by two streams. Light shone through the holes in the windows on both sides of the wall and reflected on the stone floor and the stream, forming long light spots across the room. Light and darkness overlapped each other, like the stripes of a snake.
Nearly a hundred apprentices were leaning against the wall, processing the materials assigned to them. If the sundries were lighter than water, they could be directly thrown into the stream. If they were heavier than water, they had to put them in baskets and take them out of the cleaning room before discarding them. Using running water for cleaning was much more effective than using stagnant water in a wooden bucket.
They would study here for three to five years until they were familiar with the sorting and cleaning of various materials. Only then would they have the opportunity to be selected as apprentices by the mentor and move to the next room.
Kyle stepped on the alternating light spots and walked into the refining room in the core area of the Alchemy Workshop.
When he opened the door, his line of sight suddenly became clear. Twelve giant wooden pillars transported from the Concealing Forest supported this extremely spacious room. There were windows on all four sides of the stone walls, and even the roof was equipped with a patio and shelter, making the room extremely bright. There were six wide wooden tables in the center of the refining room, on which a variety of alchemy tools were piled: round bottomed bottles, glasses, scales, mortars, stoves, crucibles... Each mentor was responsible for managing and using a table, and as the Chief Alchemist of Redwater City, he naturally used the longest table with the most tools.
This place was always full of chaos and disorder, just like alchemy, mixing all kinds of materials together, heating, dry distillation, boiling, and burning. The results were always ever-changing and fascinating.
If he could find a clear direction from these chaotic changes and write it down, it would be an extremely rare alchemy formula. Those who could create their own alchemy formulas could be called alchemists. So far, he had summed up more than ten alchemy formulas, each of which seemed to have come from the whispers of God. Kyle believed that once alchemy was developed to a certain extent, not only would it be possible to separate the origin, but it would also be possible to combine all things.
"Chavez, how is your imitation of the snow powder?" he asked.
A young man in his twenties walked over and shook his head. "Those damned alchemists of the Imperial City must have added some other raw materials to it. The powder is very finely ground, and I really can't separate anything useful from it."
He was the youngest alchemist in the alchemy workshop. Generally speaking, it was impossible to create an alchemy formula without a long time of accumulation and trial and error. Sometimes, it even required a little bit of luck. Many of the people in the workshop had been disciples for their entire lives, but even in death, they could not improve further. However, Chavez had an extraordinary talent for alchemy. Two years ago, he summarized the method of distilling green vitriol to obtain acid, which won the unanimous approval of the five alchemists. Since then, a long table had been added to the refining room.
"Don't worry, take your time." He smiled and patted the other side's shoulder to comfort him. Having been the chief alchemist for eight years, Kyle naturally understood the difficulty of finding the truth from disorder and chaos. "But last night, I came up with a good thing that can teach those arrogant guys a lesson. Come with me. "
He went to his table and asked two disciples to bring a storage box. The box was about half the height of a person, and its whole body was made of wrought iron, making it difficult to steal, and also difficult to destroy. He took out a key and opened the lattice of the first layer. In the center of the lattice lay a small piece of transparent crystal.
"A cut crystal?" Chavez, who was standing to the side, carefully held it in his hand and looked at the sunlight outside the window. "No, this is... crystal glass! My God! You did it! "
"Yes," Kyle said with a proud smile. "I really want to see, when those guys see that their proudest alchemy product has been successfully copied by me, what kind of wonderful expression will they have on their faces."
Chavez couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, which alarmed the other alchemists. They put down their work and surrounded him.
"Is this the result of staying up until midnight last night? It's really great. "
"It's really beautiful, it's like a crystal."
"Congratulations, with this, the position of our alchemy workshop in the Duke's heart will greatly rise."
"How did you make it? Can you tell me? "
Kyle nodded, "We all know that the composition of glass and river sand is very similar. The reason why the color of glass produced by river sand is different is because they contain impurities. Either we find a way to remove the impurities, or we find a way to get a purer sand. Everyone is trying in this direction, and I am also doing the same. The success of this alchemy is largely due to an accident. I chose the fine white sand from Willow Town and the sandstone from Fallen Dragon Ridge... "
The crowd gathered around him and listened quietly. When he finished, the alchemists all breathed a sigh of relief. "So that's how it is, you are really very thoughtful."
Crystal was a rare and expensive gemstone, and a colorless transparent crystal was even rarer. Only the cleanest and brightest glass could be called crystal glass. Relying on this product, the Alchemy Workshop of the King's City had steadily surpassed the Alchemy Workshop of Redwater City. The amount of gold royals they earned every year made the Duke of Redwater City envious.
But now, this situation would soon change. If Chavez could figure out the composition of the snow powder, coupled with the double stone acid method, they would completely surpass the King's City Alchemy Workshop. At that time, those guys who only knew how to look down on others would have no choice but to lower their cock-like heads. Thinking of this, Kyle Sichi's mood became even more cheerful.
Just as he was about to sift through the second batch of raw materials for the crystal glass, a disciple hurriedly came to his side. "Chief Mentor, there is a messenger from Border Town of the Western Region who wants to see you. He has brought a letter from the 4th Prince, Roland Wimbledon."
"The 4th Prince?" Kyle frowned and thought for a moment. It seemed that there was indeed such a person in the Graycastle Royal Family. He knew very little about the affairs of the aristocracy. In his impression, this group of people were ignorant and ignorant, only fighting for power and wealth. "What does he want from me?"
"I don't know, the messenger said that as long as you read the letter, you will naturally understand His Highness' meaning."
"..." The Chief Alchemist showed an extremely impatient look. The content of the letter was presumably either to recruit him with a large sum of money, or to denounce alchemy as a demon's trick. But since the other party was a prince, he still had to maintain basic etiquette. "Take me to see him, and when I get the letter, I will make him leave!"
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