"Is that true? Why didn't I expect it before?" Kaben Alchemist looked at Jiang Junming with some confusion and asked, "Do you have collected specimens? What is the number of samples? Have you ever calculated statistically?"

Jiang Junming was like facing a middle-aged, weird engineer who was immersed in scientific research. He didn't know how to answer the question of Kaben Alchemist. In his own era, even children knew about these things, and there were no need for sample collection and statistical calculations? But in retrospect, in Kaben Alchemist's opinion, this was a strange idea. Whether it would work depends on the actual situation.

"No. So if I want to make several syringes like this, I always have to have tools before I can conduct experimental research." Jiang Junming said casually. The alchemy laboratory is indeed worthy of the three words "lab" and is very different from the age of the magic that Jiang Junming is familiar with.

"What you said makes sense, come with me." Kaben's alchemist took the draft paper where Jiang Junming was drawing the sketch, and looked at it seriously while walking into the laboratory.

This temper and behavior are completely an engineer or scientist who is devoted to scientific research. When Jiang Junming saw that the alchemist Kabon was focused on looking at the sketch he had drawn casually, entering the laboratory, he thought to himself.

When I walked into the alchemy laboratory, the whole room was filled with the smell of herbs and steam. The light in the room was very soft, and the rows of reagent tables made the originally spacious room look a little crowded. The test tubes and measuring cups on the reagent table were connected in series, and a faint blue solution was flowing inside. There was a yellow one in the corner of the room, which looked like a copper-like machine was running. It should be the core device, which was driven by steam to drive the instruments in the entire laboratory. Jiang Junming took a look and probably understood the working principle of this alchemy laboratory.

At this moment, Jiang Junming suddenly felt that the light brain that had been silent for a long time seemed to be activated in his mind. As his mental power increased, Jiang Junming could vaguely feel that the state of the entire alchemy laboratory he saw was "copyed" in his memory and existed in his light brain. This feeling was very subtle, and Jiang Junming couldn't say whether the light brain was one with him or was parasitic in his body. Moreover, the things seen by his eyes could be obtained directly or needed to be copied into its information database.

The feather snake was wandering lightly. It flew up and down in the alchemy laboratory, and even the most remote corner was not missed. Jiang Junming felt that it was the light brain that was driving the feather snake to see where his naked eyes could not see.

"I'll try to do it. If there is something wrong, just say it. I'm very interested in you, a little 'toy'." Kaben Alchemist walked directly to a workbench and said to Jiang Junming.

"Yes." Jiang Junming nodded and stood beside the alchemist Kaben.

"If this material needs to be made in large quantities, the materials cannot be used too expensive. I think that purple sand copper and white crystal should meet the needs of ductility and hardness." The alchemist Kaben walked to a row of cabinets in the corner of the wall, opened two drawers, took out purple sand copper and white crystal, returned to the workbench, put the materials on the table, and then picked up a pen. He calculated quickly.

He is really a professional. Jiang Junming saw the way the alchemist of Kabon was when he calculated the data. He was focused and serious. Even if the entire alchemist lab collapsed now, he would not notice it. The alchemist lab was completely different from what he imagined. Jiang Junming looked at the alchemist of Kabon, who was focused on his work and thought to himself.

In Jiang Junming's imagination, the alchemy laboratory is like an alchemy room in the temple where the goddess cares for the goddess, with several reagent tables, some test tubes, measuring cups, scales and other vessels. Unexpectedly, he actually saw things in the steam era and the technological era here. Society develops on its own, not necessarily like the world of his previous life. Jiang Junming understands this. He looked at the alchemist Kaben calculating curiously, guessing what the alchemist Kaben would do next.

The light brain seems to be constantly recording everything Jiang Junming and the feather snake saw, and the memories in their minds are constantly being "copied" by the light brain. This feeling and experience is very strange.

After calculating for a while, Kaben Alchemist did not talk to Jiang Junming. When he pressed a button, a groove appeared on the workbench. Kaben Alchemist put purple sand copper and white crystal into the two grids in the groove. The groove then closed. Jiang Junming felt that the gears outside the house seemed to be running at a faster speed, and the concentration of steam in the house also increased a little.

Is this melting the material? Jiang Junming guessed.

The feather snake flew to where it was. Jiang Junming switched his vision to the feather snake's vision and saw two small furnaces, steam lingering, one was purple inside and the other was white inside. Soon, the two colors of water-like substances were poured out by the furnace and fused together, then flowed in a groove and entered the smelting place.

The light brain controlled the feather snake and used the feather snake's vision to see where Jiang Junming could not see. Driven by steam and gear, the press began to press the mixed metal solution into thin slices. Jiang Junming was stunned. Even in his previous life, Jiang Junming had never seen the process of forming a syringe. He did not expect that he could see it in this era of backward technology.

Under the operation of Alchemist Kaben Alchemist, the machine in the Alchemist of Alchemist gradually turned the purple sand copper and white crystal into the sketches on Jiang Junming's draft paper. The syringe and syringe were all like Jiang Junming imagined. Alchemist Kaben finally put on a glove as thin as a cicada wing, took out the syringe and needles of the syringe, and began to temper and polish the final tempering. Looking at the Alchemist Kaben's focus, Jiang Junming felt a little moved. No matter what he did, he really had to be very careful, but he thought it was simple at the beginning.

"Okay, this is the equipment you need." After more than ten minutes, the alchemist Kaben handed the syringe and needle to Jiang Junming.

It was exactly the same as Jiang Junming imagined. Jiang Junming skillfully installed the needle on the syringe and pushed it a few times. It was smooth and tight. The needle was very thin, but the material was tough, which completely met his own requirements.

"Thank you." Jiang Junming put away the syringe and said.

"Remember to leave data. If possible, I can make molds here and produce them in large quantities." Kaben Alchemist said seriously without being polite to Jiang Junming.

"How much does it cost?" Jiang Junming asked.

"This is my thanks for your cure for my illness. As for the transaction, we will discuss it next time." said Kaben Alchemist.

After hearing what the alchemist Kaben said, Jiang Junming didn't be too polite to him. After chatting for a few words, he put away the syringe and needles, and left the alchemy laboratory.

On the way back, Jiang Junming still felt that someone was peeping at him, but no matter how he looked, he even used a feather snake to check the surroundings, he could not see any abnormality. The feather snake's observation range was not large and very limited, and it was very helpful to Jiang Junming in this case. Jiang Junming was confused, but when he saw that nothing abnormal happened, he did not make any statement, and walked towards the temple where the goddess cared for.

Back in the slums, the epidemic has been initially cured. Some people with more courage or those who are forced by life and have to go out are walking in the streets. They saw Jiang Junming's eyes with awe, and some people were talking in a low voice.

"The little priest is back." A poor man walking on the road said to a person beside him when he saw Jiang Junming's figure.

"I heard that he killed those thieves alone yesterday and rescued the orphans in the temple. It's so amazing!" The man looked at Jiang Junming in awe and said.

"Really, false? The little priest is a priest, not a knight or a paladin, how could he be so strong?"

"There are too many things you don't know. Not only those thieves, but even the guards of the big merchant Lestin were beaten down by the little priest." The poor showed off with the people who didn't know the news. Looking at the posture, it seemed that he had taken action to punish the thieves and Lestin's guards.

"Are you so strong? Is this the favor of the goddess of caring?"

"It must be true. If it weren't for this, just a little priest, a young man, wouldn't have done it."

When Jiang Junming heard the poor people around him discussing the fact that he had defeated the thieves who abducted children in the slums and the escorts of Lestin, he thought to himself that it would be good to attribute everything that he was different from others to the goddess of care. Otherwise, how many excuses would he have to find to cover up the magic of the light brain?

"The little priest can not only cure diseases, but also kill those thieves. Our lives will be better in the future." said the poor.

"That's right, our family is ready to believe in the goddess of care. It would be great if we can seek peace and live well." Another person looked at Jiang Junming, then looked in the direction of the goddess of care, and said.

"I heard that at the award ceremony held in the church academy, the little priest was commended by Sir Slo, the city council, and many people made donations to the care of the church."

"Absolutely, I don't doubt what the little priest can do. If it weren't for him, it wouldn't be possible for many people to die in our place. I went out and took a look. It was much worse outside than here."

"Yes, finally, there is a god who is willing to spread the light to a poor place like us."

Jiang Junming smiled slightly. These poor people probably had never received treatment from priests before, and they could not afford the potion refined by the alchemist. Otherwise, no one would buy the placebo such as the spiritual revitalization potion. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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