After a while, the Alchemists couldn't wait any longer and said, "Alright, Young Master Ye, we'll take this box and study it first. We won't hinder you from celebrating with the Seventh Princess."
"Study this box for what? Is it fun?" The little prodigal didn't understand.
"It's not fun, it's not for fun. We have to open this box and get Ben's notebook," the Alchemists said solemnly.
"Notebook, you mean this book?" A book suddenly appeared in the little prodigal's hand.
"Yes, it's this alchemy notebook … Eh, no … you, you …" The Alchemists pointed at the little prodigal, their eyes wide open as if they were going to fall out. That was an expression of shock and disbelief.
"Ah …" Just then, everyone's jaws dropped as they looked at the little prodigal. They were so shocked that they couldn't make a sound.
"There are a few more books. One, two, three, four … five books. There are five books in this box." The little prodigal took out one book after another, while everyone was still in a daze.
"Are you sure you weren't lying to us just now? Is this box really so difficult to open?" The Emperor and the rest started to doubt the Alchemists. They suspected that they wanted to see the notebook first, so they lied to everyone that the box couldn't be opened.
However, everyone present knew that the possibility of this was very low.
The Alchemists immediately swore and denied. "No, definitely not. How could we lie to the Emperor? This box indeed requires a lot of effort and many difficulties to open, but …"
"But, how could a ten-year-old child like him open it so easily?" The Emperor looked at the little prodigal, his eyes filled with doubt and curiosity.
That's right, the box that many top Alchemists couldn't open just now was opened by the 13th Young Master, and it was very easy. There was no obstruction at all, and no one even noticed when it happened.
This caused everyone to be surprised and shocked. They wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them, and they doubted that the scene before their eyes was the absolute truth.
If it were any other child, they might say that he was a genius. But Thirteenth Young Master wasn't even comparable to an average person. How could he be a genius?
"Maybe, he's an alchemy genius." Although they felt that it was impossible, the Alchemists still suggested this possibility.
"Impossible, he hasn't learned alchemy. We wouldn't let him come into contact with such a dangerous thing." Long Anqi directly denied this possibility. As a mother, she clearly knew about her son's situation, at least this matter.
"That's right, Young Master doesn't know alchemy. He hasn't even read alchemy books," Hu Niu said, nodding.
If Long Anqi's words were not enough to convince them, then with Hu Niu's words, it was enough to convince them without a doubt. Everyone knew that Hu Niu had been by Thirteenth Young Master's side all these years, so she was most aware of what he had done.
"Since he doesn't know alchemy, how could he open it? Could it be another coincidence? This kid is really blessed by the Goddess of Luck. This is too magical. " The Emperor and the others began to discuss. This was the only explanation they could come up with. It was the Thirteenth Young Master's miraculous luck.
At this moment, the Seventh Princess asked, "Ye Lang, how did you open this box?"
The Seventh Princess's question made everyone realize that they were just guessing at the side. The person in question was not in front of them, they could have just asked directly.
However, everyone was worried about one thing. The person in question might not be able to explain this matter clearly.
"What do you mean how to open it? I just opened it like this. What's so difficult about this?" As expected, Thirteenth Young Master's answer was completely inexplicable.
"Looks like it's just luck. This can't be explained." Everyone smiled bitterly as they thought to themselves. If something like luck appeared, no problem could stop it.
But was it really luck?
"I'm sure I've never seen these alchemy arrays before, but why do they feel so familiar?" The little prodigal looked at the alchemy notes and mumbled. Then, he made a decision that stunned everyone.
"I want to learn alchemy. I want to read these books." After saying that, he put the five alchemy notes into his spatial ring. The alchemists at the side wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
"This, Young Master Ye, can you give us the five books just now? We still have many books here. Let's exchange." As the alchemists spoke, they took out many books. These were their treasured alchemy books. Normally, they would not even bear to take them out, but now, they did not care about anything else.
After Young Master Ye kept the books, he said something that made everyone want to cry.
"I want these books, but I'm not exchanging them!"
"…"
The alchemists wanted to cry, but no tears came out. They looked at the Emperor with pleading eyes. They only hoped that the Emperor would come out to uphold justice and think of a way to get the five alchemy notes back.
Actually, even if they did not ask for help, the Emperor would think of a way. He knew that it would be completely useless in the hands of the little prodigal. Only these royal alchemists would be of help to the Empire.
In the end, after some discussion, Thirteenth Young Master handed over the alchemy notes. However, he would only lend them to them for three days. Within these three days, they could copy down the alchemy notes.
Don't forget, the alchemy notes were just Ben's notes, not some advanced alchemy item. As long as the contents were copied down, there would be a notebook with the same function.
And this idea was suggested by Thirteenth Young Master. These people thought too much and did not think of this simple aspect at all. This made many people feel ashamed.
Sometimes, the key to solving a problem was very simple. It was just that many people did not think about it in the simple direction. The more they thought about it, the more complicated it would become. In the end, the problem would become more and more troublesome.
"Then, Young Master Ye, can you give us those books first? We will make a copy for you …" The royal alchemists of the Empire asked weakly. Since there was a previous solution, of course they would think of this aspect.
It was really a waste to let Young Master Ye hold those rare books. If they could get them back, they should get them back. At this time, they could not care less about their pride. For their precious books, they were ready to go all out.
"Sure!" Thirteenth Young Master agreed readily. But after this sentence, he added another sentence. "You must give me a copy of all your books!"
"…"
Was this kid really as the rumors said, a mentally retarded child? No matter how I look at him, he doesn't look like one. He looks more like a little fox. Is he pretending?
At this time, many people were suspicious. But it was only for a moment. They did not believe that a person could pretend to be like this. Moreover, he had been pretending since he was young.
In fact, Thirteenth Young Master was not pretending. It was just that he seemed to be lacking something. This made him weak in some things, but very strong in other areas. For example, the memory problem from before, or the alchemy that he was going to learn next.
Perhaps it was also his luck.
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