Chapter 503: Shock! Ian is terrifying! (5/4, end of month

  Chapter 503 Shocked! Ian is terrifying! (54, ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month!)

   “Very objective opinion.”

Master Alexei nodded slightly. He didn't agree with Caranthir's opinion, nor did he deny it, but just looked at Master Gosai: "After all, I'm still a young man, so it's a bit of a trick, but it's a choice made by the sharpness of thinking and avoiding my own weaknesses. , but it is indeed a genius.”

  He actually praised Ian sincerely, but he felt a little regretful, and Master Wana also agreed: "Gose, you should teach him well in the future, don't let this child go astray."

   "If you don't have time, I can teach you."

  Calanthir blinked, his face was red, obviously he didn't understand how his slanderous evaluation made the other two masters look up to Ian.

  Of course, it is not considered optimistic. After all, everyone thinks that Ian may have potential, but the choice has problems due to experience and age.

  Ian naturally didn't know the many twists and turns in the conference room. He just borrowed these alchemy materials that were expensive enough to conduct his own experiment according to his own imagination.

   "Did you see the residue of the first bottle of alchemy potion? Don't wash the crucible, use clean water to extract it, and then place it in a vacuum bottle for reuse, so as not to waste every bit of raw material."

He didn't think there was any problem with his choice at all, and he even added a line with his own enjoyment: "Did you see the sublimation gas? Don't let it overflow, collect them all, and use cooling reaction to condense them back... Now again Some of the material was recovered."

  The ability of the goblin blood was utilized to the extreme by Ian. He switched back and forth between gaseous, liquid and solid states to ensure that the materials of alchemy potions would not be wasted.

   While everyone was watching his operation, they couldn't judge for a while.

   "This is... a new alchemy technique?"

Isengard murmured to himself suspiciously. Although he knew that he could not know all the alchemy techniques, he knew at least 90% of them—but Ian’s method of not wasting a single bit was frugal. It's over, because some alchemy potions need to be sublimated, and some impurities can be spilled to continue, so as to ensure the smoothness of the alchemy reaction.

   "It's a bit weird. Although he has removed the impurities as much as possible, what can the remaining spilled matter be collected... the catalytic primer of the medicine? Oh, I understand, this is the catalytic source of a similar fermentation reaction!"

  Master Alexei was stunned: "In this way, he can produce more of the same alchemy potion at a faster speed! However, only the first bottle of potion is the strongest, and the quality of subsequent potions will inevitably decrease."

   "But this technique can produce one or two more bottles of medicine than the usual production process!"

   "This is a new technique." Master Wana said thoughtfully: "Although the practicality needs to be considered, it is indeed a groundbreaking technique."

   "Indeed, this is a plus."

"It's just a pity that the value of the potion made by this method will drop a lot—although it can barely maintain the 'medium' quality, but in this way, six or seven bottles of anti-damage potion may not be as good as a bottle of comprehensive increase Potion."

   This is the judgment of a senior alchemist, and his judgment is recognized by most people.

After all, the value of low-quality potions and high-grade potions is too different—it’s like the same piece of iron made into ordinary fruit knives. Made into fine iron long sword, one can have three thalers, and one piece of iron should be able to make two or three.

  But if it is an elite shield, the price will be at least fifteen talers!

   Not to mention the inscription base, which has become a component of advanced inscription equipment...the value is even more immeasurable.

genius. But in the wrong direction.

  So, when the three masters had commented on Ian's high score, but not enough to get a ranking', everyone present looked regretful.

  But at this time, Ian had already finished the sixth bottle of potion.

  At this moment, Master Gesai suddenly let out a little surprise.

  Because he discovered that Ian still has a small half of the materials left.

  He opened his eyes wide, realizing that something was wrong.

   And when Ian finished making the seventh bottle, Alexei and Master Wana also raised their heads and looked at the light curtain. They looked at each other and felt surprised.

   After a while, all the alchemists present no longer watched the actions of other candidates, but looked at Ian who was making the eighth bottle of potion with expressions of astonishment or even astonishment.

   But Ian was not influenced by anyone, he continued to make potions, took the few remaining raw materials, and used the catalytic reaction to quickly complete the eighth bottle of anti-damage potion.

"This…"

  The three masters looked at each other in blank dismay. In their minds, being able to make the eighth bottle of alchemy potion was already regarded as Ian's superb technique, and it was already an impossible task for ordinary elite alchemists.

   But who knew, the source quality structure that Ian left behind had unknowingly replaced a considerable part of the alchemy raw materials, allowing him to continue making with the remaining materials!

  The ninth bottle!

  The tenth bottle!

  The eleventh bottle!

  嗡—

The recycling dish shook slightly, and Ian showed a regretful expression: "Ah, the eleventh bottle failed. There is still a bit of a mistake this time. According to the theory calculated by the silver chip and the vision horizon, the limit should be around thirteen bottles. "

  However, it's already better than expected—thanks to the goblin meditation, Ian's spiritual power has improved, otherwise, the tenth bottle will be a bit difficult, and may even fail.

  The spirit, concentration, and operational precision that the goblin meditation can improve are what Ian urgently needs as an alchemy technique. It can only be said that this bloodline inheritance and life profession really complement each other.

Of course, if the silver chip is used for precise operation, Ian believes that he can make thirteen bottles of potions, but according to his calculations, the total value of the nine bottles must already exceed the total increase potion, and the tenth bottle is his experiment. See if you can use your own techniques to achieve perfect operation.

   As for the eleventh bottle, it is to see if I can break through the limit.

  Actually, it’s still a little bit worse.

   But to be honest, this kind of operational precision has already stunned everyone present.

   "Grunt."

Calansir stared blankly at the screen. He was still encouraging the potion in his heart just now, hoping that Ian would not continue to succeed, but when Ian really failed, he felt a little lost—this young alchemist The magician can also see that ten bottles is not the limit of the brand-new technique brought by Ian, his failure is just that the difficulty is too high.

   "For me, it's about the ninth bottle... No, the eighth bottle is the limit. The ninth bottle will definitely fail, I can't force myself... He is so powerful..."

  As a person, as a classmate who has a bad relationship with Isengard, emotionally, Calanthir does not want Ian to succeed.

   But as an alchemist, he desperately hopes that Ian can perfect this technique and get closer to the truth.

  This kind of contradictory psychology made him extremely entangled in his heart, and he didn't know how to express his emotions.

  Master Wana turned her head, and she whispered to Master Alexei: "How many bottles do you think you can make?"

   "The limit should be about twelve bottles, I can probably make eleven bottles, twelve bottles may be a matter of luck..."

The gray-haired old man replied in a low voice. He frowned, and even stood up, pacing back and forth in the meeting room to count: "Damn, have I been caught up by the back wave? This kid is only fourteen years old, or fifteen years old, right?" ? My years of experience are just a little bit better than him?"

  He raised his head and looked at Master Gesai who was also silent: "Hey, waistless (Master Gesai's waist is a mechanical structure), do you know that he has this ability?"

"what?"

   And Master Gesai woke up like a dream. He stroked his beard and almost broke one: "Me? I'm not his teacher, how do I know."

   "Aren't you? Then he can't teach himself?"

  Alexey looked at Gosse suspiciously, then immediately grabbed Caranthir who was beside him and went out: "Okay, then I'll go first!"

   "Teacher?" Before the black-haired alchemist could react, he was carried away from the conference room by the old but tough gray-haired master like a chicken.

  Master Goser and Master Wana looked at each other, and the old man and Isengard said, ‘You know? ’ expression, and Isengard shook his head slightly.

   "Let's go."

   Letting out a breath, Master Gesai shook his head slightly: "Don't let the dwarf harass our champion by himself."

   "This time, he really gave us a good show."

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