"Jin...Ki...Trump?" Arthur had never heard of this term, so he could only repeat it according to Lucien's pronunciation with difficulty. However, when he pronounced it, he felt that the word was as weird as other magic spells, and it contained mysterious and unknown terrifying power.

Lucien rubbed his cheeks with his left hand to prevent himself from laughing out loud, and then said seriously: "Due to the characteristics of the land itself, these alchemy substances sometimes need to be mixed and used sometimes must be used separately. When they are all mixed, they are called Jinke, and the rest are called Jinke No. 1, 2, etc. in turn."

Seeing that Lucien was "serious", Arthur was filled with a merchant-like smile: "This is a very good name, Mr. Evans, you really have the talent for naming, so you are called Jin...Ke...Trans."

Actually, I am an incompetent person to name it. Lucien complained to himself, the same as Mr. Victor and Mr. Rhine.

After confirming the name of the alchemy substance, Arthur sought Lucien's consent and named the new company "Holm Minerals and Harvest Company".

Under the witness of Eric, the deacon of the Magician Management Department, Arthur and Lucien signed documents respectively, and they also attached the agreement to represent the Magic Parliament, marking the conclusion of this agreement.

"Cheers, Mr. Evans, celebrate our partners." Arthur picked up the wine glass containing "sky blue" and collided with the wine glass in Lucien's hand, making a crisp sound.

Lucien smiled slightly without opening his lips, and then drank "Sky Blue" in one go: "Mr. Doyle, I hope we can cooperate happily. When you promote these alchemy substances, you must clarify the dosage range determined by our experiments, otherwise it will not only not increase the yield of grain, but will also have a negative effect."

"Of course, we have always respected the opinions of the arcanes." Arthur asked his blonde secretary to take out a thick stack of documents and hand it to Lucien. "Mr. Evans, this is the large-scale refining plan we have determined. See if there is any need to modify the magic circle. You are the authority in this regard."

He gave a small compliment. Although he was not sure what Lucien's arcane level was, he was definitely an authoritative person in the fields of elements and alchemy with his identity as a Holm Crown Award winner and a Level 4 arcane.

Lucien took it and flipped it out casually, confirming that this is the paper in the latest issue of "Alchemy". Through energy conversion, the cost of laying out large constant alchemy arrays and the maintenance of later energy will be minimized. According to the paper's description, a magic tower is built on a river with abundant water, and the energy contained in them is converted into electrical energy through a magnetic field, and then the electrical energy is then transferred to the alchemy workshop to provide energy for those magic arrays.

"In fact, it is a magical version of hydropower station..." Lucien silently evaluated, but if it is arranged according to a normal constant magic array, it will cost at least a few hundred times more, because the energy they maintain needs to be extracted from special magic gems, etc., and these magic materials are required to absorb sunlight, moonlight, shadow and other forces through the magic array, which is of great value. If it is not a constant magic array, the materials need to be replaced regularly, which is also an astrological number.

Lucien returned the paper to Arthur and smiled gently: "This is the best solution, and the excess electricity may have other uses."

"I will ask the alchemist. If you have other inspirations, you can provide us with, and we will still cooperate according to the current agreement." Arthur handed the paper to his beautiful secretary. "There may be no profit to build these magic circles and devices in the first year, but Mr. Evans, don't worry, there should be annuity from the shares starting from the second year, and it will not delay your promotion to the intermediate magician."

After seeing off Arthur Doyle, Lucien turned around and said goodbye to Eric. He accidentally found that Cindy and Donna both held their hands and looked at themselves with bright eyes.

"Huh, Mr. Evans, it's great to be knowledgeable and talented." Cindy sighed with a complicated expression, from reverence, envy, yearning, and admiration. Then she clenched her right hand into a small fist and waved it, "I must become a formal magician. Even if I can't be as outstanding as Mr. Evans, you must use your knowledge and strength to get respect from others and get the wealth you deserve!"

As a citizen born in Rentat, Cindy often heard the name of Arthur Doyle in The Holm Weekly and in the mouths of the adults when she was a little girl. When she saw him respect and even flattering Lucien, she completely understood the practical significance of the status of the magician, and was no longer simply limited to the hierarchy within the Magical Council as before. The source of these status lies in their own strength, knowledge, and learning. As long as you work hard and work hard, you will not be rewarded because you have no noble identity.

Dona said with a smile: "Tsk, Mr. Evans, you are really the best role model for us magic apprentices. Your story tells us that within the Magic Council, as long as you are talented and capable, you will surely shine your own brilliance and get the status you deserve. By the way, does your Arcane Tutorial Class still accept students? Can I learn from you too?"

She joked with the unique "inspirational tone" of the magic school teachers, but when she called "Mr. Evans" and "You", she suddenly felt a sour feeling. Although it was mainly because Eric was next to her that she and Cindy did not call "Evans" as well as usual, but whenever she saw the Level 4 arcane and the second-ring magician badge on Lucien's chest, she felt awe and unfamiliar for no reason, looking up but not getting close to him. He walked too fast that his friends could only see his back.

"If you have time, you can come and listen on Saturday." Lucien wiped his cold sweat. Will this arcane re-writing class be bigger and bigger and become a magic organization?

Eric looked at Lucien and wanted to say something, but at the end he just comforted: "Evans, did you meet Mr. Felipe just now? Don't care too much about his attitude, he has always been like this."

Eric in the office heard the first words Felipe said hello to Lucien.

Cindy and Donna suddenly quieted down because it involved one thing:

Felipe won the Immortal Throne Award again with his experiment in overthrowing the theory of human life force, and shared the Holm Crown Award with the unsigned senior Elemental Will, becoming the 27th winner, and his reputation reached a peak.

But Pale Hand believes that the experiment of artificial synthesis of urea is not important enough. The "miracle experiment" that simulates the natural primitive environment to generate life-source qualities has no specific object, so the "Immortal Throne Award" was not awarded to Lucien or the senior officials of elemental will.

With such a thing in front, the two girls and Eric certainly thought Lucien was reluctant to meet Felipe.

Since the Immortal Throne Award that Felipe received this time was a talisman, it turned into a magic robe according to his requirements, and the name was "Life" - the former amulet was "Restorant", and the Holm crown ring was called "Sagher acid", which came from the name of the fatty acid it synthesized.

Lucien was very envious of Felipe's two magic items of level seven perfection, but due to his lack of strength, he could only bear it temporarily.

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The town of "Sariva".

Farmer Roy walked out of his own fields with farm tools. When he passed by the land he could see every day, he could not control his emotions and stopped and watched again.

What a plump ear of wheat, what a brilliant harvest color!

"I would have done this if the oats in my field were like this!" Roy stretched out slightly in the sun's dry wrinkles that seemed to be about to crack. His eyes were motionless, and his heart was full of yearning. "With such a harvest, even if he paid various taxes, it would allow the children to fill their stomachs. They would not have to be hungry in the middle of the night and lie on the ground to find the falling bread crumbs."

"If this is the case for several consecutive years, you can save some money and send William to Knight training when he is eight years old."

As a father, Roy just thought about the children and didn't think about his life, but soon his expression became frustrated.

At this time, a group of beautiful men and women with long ears came from the other side. They walked to Roy and asked with a pretty and delicate girl with a smile: "Hello, why are you not very happy when you see the harvest scene?"

She was much more beautiful than Miss Ona in the mayor's house, and noble and elegant, just like an angel that the priests talked about. Roy replied in panic: "Several adults, I'm not unhappy, but I just thought that only the noble lords could use the magical things that could make the oats harvest. I, I..."

Uneducated Roy didn't know how to explain.

After more than five months agreed to pass, Ellestin and Exillion returned to check the harvest of the experimental field on behalf of the druids. However, they did not alarm the people from the Magic Council this time, and they took the guards to quietly take the magic steam train, hoping to see the most real situation.

The harvest scene made them who like nature smell a sweet smell and feel very happy, which stopped Roy and asked.

Hearing the answer, Ellestin smiled slightly: "These alchemy products are to be used by all farmers, and will not be limited to the nobles. Uncle, you will see such a harvest in your own fields in the future."

"But, but I don't have money..." Roy twisted his body uneasy, worried that these magical things would be distributed to taxes, which would completely bankrupt the already bad family.

Ellestin frowned and glanced at his brother. He found that he had no choice but to comfort him: "They are very cheap, otherwise why would the lords and nobles use it?"

Yes, if you lose money, the nobles will definitely not use it. Roy became a little excited and asked anxiously: "Can we use it first and then give the money after the harvest?"

"Maybe." Elestine, who didn't understand human social and economic activities very well, left in a hurry.

Seeing the big guys leave, Roy thought after realizing it: "They are the elves in the bard's story? Such long ears..."

The doubt quickly disappeared because Roy was stunned when he watched the harvest again, but this time he was filled with joy, as if the things he had just dreamed of had been "realized".

"Thank you for your blessing."

"Well, these alchemy matters seem to be created by magicians..."

The embarrassed Roy soon thought with the farmer's simple and wise manner: "Anyway, I am a lord of the Holm royal family, so I will use it if my lord uses it..."

He is not a devout believer and cannot resist the temptation of a good harvest, which means a bright future for the children.

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Alestine and Exillion were happily taking the guards to the alchemy workshop they had found out, and not long after, they smelled a pungent smell.

They were very puzzled and quickly walked forward. Soon they saw an alchemy workshop towering like a tall magic tower. There was a huge roaring noise inside, emitting an unpleasant smell. The surrounding streams became slightly black and the bodies of small fish were floating.

"Devil...we release a devil who destroys nature!" Ellestin muttered to himself like a nightmare. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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