"Jin … ke … la?" Arthur had never heard of this word before, so he could only repeat it according to Lucien's pronunciation. However, when he said it out loud, he had a strange feeling that this word was as weird as the other magic spells, and there was a mysterious and unknown power hidden in it.
Lucien rubbed his cheeks with his left hand to prevent himself from laughing out loud. Then he said seriously, "Because of the characteristics of the soil, these alchemical substances sometimes need to be mixed, and sometimes they need to be separated. When they're all mixed, they'll be called Jin Ke la, and the rest will be called Jin Ke la No. 1, Jin Ke La No. 2, and so on."
Seeing that Lucien was being serious, Arthur put on a big smile like a businessman, "That's a great name, Mr. Evans. Let's call it Jin … ke … la."
Actually, Lucien was not good at naming, just like Mr. Victor and Mr. Rhein.
After confirming the name of the alchemical substances, Arthur asked for Lucien's permission and named the new company "Holm Mineral and Harvest Company".
Under the witness of Eric, the deacon of the Sorcerer Administrative Department, Arthur and Lucien signed the document respectively, and Eric also signed it on behalf of the Congress of Magic.
"Mr. Evans, cheers! Let's celebrate our partnership." Arthur raised his glass and clinked it with the glass in Lucien's hand, making a crisp tinkling sound.
Lucien smiled slightly and drank up the glass, "Mr. Doyle, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation. When you promote these alchemical substances, please make sure that the dosage range is clear, or we won't be able to increase the production of crops. "
"Of course, we always respect the arcanists' opinions." Arthur then asked his blonde secretary to take out a thick stack of documents and handed it to Lucien, "Mr. Evans, this is the large-scale production plan that we've decided on. Please check the magic circles and see if there's anything that needs to be changed. You are the authority in this field. "
Although he was not sure how good Lucien was in arcana, as the winner of Holm Crown prize and a level four arcanist, Lucien was sure that Lucien was an authority in the field of Element and Alchemy.
Lucien took it and casually flipped through it. He confirmed that it was the paper from the latest issue of Alchemy. Through the method of energy conversion, the cost of setting up a large-scale constant alchemy array and its energy maintenance would be minimized. According to the description of the thesis, a magic tower was built on a large river with plenty of water. The energy contained in the tower would be converted into electricity through a magnetic field. The electricity would then be sent to the alchemy workshop to provide energy for the magic array.
"In fact, it's a magic version of a hydropower station …" Lucien thought to himself. However, it would cost hundreds of times more to set up a regular magic circle, because the energy needed to be extracted from special magic gems, and the magic materials needed to be able to absorb sunlight, moonlight, and shadow through the magic circle to recover their energy. Therefore, it was very expensive. If the magic circle was not a permanent one, the materials would have to be changed regularly, which would also cost a lot of money.
Lucien gave the paper back to Arthur and smiled gently, "This is the best plan, and the extra electricity may be useful in other ways."
"I'll ask the alchemists about it. If you have any other ideas, Mr. Evans, please feel free to share them with us. We'll still work together according to the agreement." Arthur handed the paper back to his secretary, "The first year might not bring us any income, but don't worry, Mr. Evans. Starting from the second year, you'll have your share of the company. It won't delay your advancement to become a middle-rank sorcerer."
After Arthur Doyle left, Lucien turned around and said goodbye to Eric. To his surprise, he saw that Cindy and Dona were both looking at him with their hands on their cheeks.
"Mr. Evans, it's so nice to be both knowledgeable and talented." Cindy said with a complicated expression. She clenched her right fist and waved it in the air, "I must become a real sorcerer. Even if I can't be as excellent as you, Mr. Evans, I'm going to earn the respect of other people with my knowledge and power. I'm going to get the wealth that I deserve!"
As a citizen born in Rentato, Cindy had heard Arthur Doyle's name a lot from Holm Weekly and the adults when she was still a little girl. When she saw how respectful and flattering Lucien was to Arthur Doyle, Cindy completely understood the significance of being a sorcerer, and she was no longer limited to the hierarchy in the Congress of Magic. The source of the identity and power was one's own strength, knowledge, and learning. As long as one worked hard, he or she would be rewarded.
Dona smiled and said, "Mr. Evans, you're really the best role model for us apprentices. Your story tells us that as long as we're talented and capable, we'll be able to get the position that we deserve in the Congress of Magic. By the way, is your cram school still accepting students? Can I also learn from you? "
Dona was joking with Lucien, but when she addressed Lucien as "Mr. Evans" or "Mr. Evans", she felt a bit sad. Although she and Cindy did not call Lucien "Evans" as they usually did because Eric was here, whenever she saw the level four arcanist and second circle sorcerer badge on Lucien's chest, she felt awed and distant. Lucien walked so fast that his friends could only see his back.
"If you have time, you can come here on Saturday." Lucien wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Was this cram school going to become a magic organization?
Eric looked at Lucien and wanted to say something, but in the end, he just comforted him, "Evans, did you meet Mr. Felipe just now? Don't mind his attitude. He's always like this. "
Eric, who was in the office, heard the first sentence that Felipe said to Lucien.
Cindy and Dona suddenly quieted down, because it was related to one thing.
Felipe won the Immortal Throne Prize again for his experiment that overthrew the Life Force Theory, and he shared the Holm Crown Prize with an unnamed senior member of the Will of Elements. Felipe became the twenty-seventh winner of the Holm Crown Prize.
However, the Hand of Paleness did not think that the experiment of synthesizing carbamide was important enough, and the Miracle Experiment, which simulated the primitive environment to produce life substance, did not have a specific target. Therefore, they did not give the Immortal Throne Prize to Lucien or the senior members of the Will of Elements.
Of course, the two girls and Eric thought that Lucien would not want to meet Felipe, but Felipe did not want to.
The Immortal Throne Prize that Felipe won this time was an amulet, so it was changed into a magic robe named "Life". The previous amulet was named "Restorer", and the Holm Crown Ring was named "Sager Acid", which was the name of the fatty acid that was synthesized.
Lucien was very jealous that Felipe got two more level seven perfect rank magic items, but he had to hold it back for now.
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In the small town of Sariva.
Farmer Roy walked out of his field with his farm tools. When he passed by the field that he could see every day, he could not help but stop and look at the field again.
What a rich wheat! What a splendid harvest color!
"If only the oats in my field could be like this!" Roy's wrinkles, which were so dry that they looked like they were about to crack under the sun, slightly stretched out. His eyes were fixed on the oats, and his heart was full of longing. "With such a harvest, even if we have to pay all kinds of taxes, the kids will still be able to fill their stomachs, and they won't have to lie on the ground looking for bread crumbs every night.
If this can be done for several years, I can save some money and send little William to Knight training when he is eight years old. "
As a father, Roy only thought about his children and did not consider his own life. But soon his expression became depressed.
At this time, a group of beautiful men and women with long ears came from the other side. When they stopped in front of Roy, one of the beautiful girls asked with a smile, "Hello, why do you look unhappy when you see the harvest?"
She was much more beautiful than Ms. Ouna, the mayor's daughter. She was also noble and elegant, just like the angels in the pastors' stories. Roy felt that the whole place was lit up, and he answered in fear, "My lords, I'm not unhappy. I'm just thinking that the miraculous things that can make oats harvest can only be used by the honorable lords. I … I …"
Roy, who was not educated, did not know how to explain.
After five months, Iristine and Arcelion came back to check on the harvest of the experimental field on behalf of the druids. However, they did not alert the Congress of Magic this time. Instead, they took the magic steam train and came here secretly with their guards. They wanted to see the real situation.
The scene of the harvest made them, who liked nature, smell the sweet smell and feel very happy. Thus, they stopped Roy and asked.
Hearing Lucien's answer, Iristine smiled and said, "These alchemy products are meant to be used by all farmers, not just nobles. Uncle, you'll be able to see such a harvest in your field in the future. "
"But … But I don't have any money …" Roy twisted his body anxiously. He was worried that these miraculous things would be distributed like taxes, and his family, which was not doing well in the first place, would go bankrupt.
Iristine frowned and looked at her brother. Seeing that her brother could not do anything, she comforted him, "They're very cheap. Otherwise, why would the lords and nobles use them?"
She was right. If they would lose money, the nobles would definitely not use them. Roy was a bit excited. Then he asked eagerly, "Can we use them first, and then we'll be paid when the harvest comes?"
"Maybe." Iristine, who did not know much about the social and economic activities of human beings, hurried away.
Seeing the big shots leaving, Roy thought to himself, "Are they the elves in the bard's stories? With those long ears … "
His confusion soon disappeared, because Roy was staring at the harvest again. However, this time, his heart was filled with joy, as if what he had been dreaming of just now had come true.
"Thank the Lord for his blessing."
"Well, these alchemical products seem to be created by sorcerers …"
Soon, Roy thought to himself, "Anyway, I'm a citizen of the royal family of Holm. If my lord wants to use them, I'll use them …"
As a non-devout believer, he could not resist the temptation of the harvest, which meant a bright future for his children.
…
Iristine and Arcelion walked to the alchemical workshop with their guards in a good mood. Soon, they smelled a pungent smell.
Very puzzled, they quickly walked forward. Soon, they saw an alchemy workshop that looked like a tall magic tower. There were loud roaring noises coming from inside, and an unpleasant smell was spreading out. The surrounding creek had become slightly black, and there were small fish bodies floating in it.
"Demon … We've released a demon that destroys nature!" Iristine murmured to herself in a nightmare. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you're welcome to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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