"Yes, sir, the notice has been posted on the bulletin board in front of the canteen." The supervisor reported bravely. He regretted it now. If he had known this situation, he would never have dared to report it.
"Get out!" Ram slapped his subordinate on the face, knocking out several teeth.
The supervisor covered his cheek with a depressed look on his face. Not only did he not get the reward, but he also received a slap in the face. It was a shame.
There was silence all around, all eyes fell on Downton, and then whispers began.
Downton has been very popular in recent days and is definitely the hottest topic. The miners will also discuss it privately. They all understand that the rise of this civilian boy from Morning Mist Town is irresistible. A new big boss will appear in the Dagger Mine.
The foreman was a new force, but unexpectedly, he turned into a supervisor.
You must know that this position is much more prestigious than that of a big foreman. Even if your heart is not dark enough, the extra money you can get after five years is enough to live comfortably for most of your life.
"Well, I am also a supervisor now." Downton glanced at the guards. It seemed to be contempt, but in fact he was observing the opponent's position and thinking about where to break through.
"What's so great about an overseer? I'm the chief overseer, and you're still under my supervision." Ram roared, his face turning green with anger.
"Really? I don't admit it." Downton tightened his grip on the battle ax and took a step forward. Once the war started, the guy in front of him must be killed immediately. Without command, these people would never fight with him.
The miners didn't expect Downton to be so disrespectful to Ram, and they all felt that he was too trusting, but they were relieved to see the abominable Ram deflated.
"Come together and kill him." Ram couldn't bear it anymore.
Although the guards walked forward, their pace was very slow and they looked left and right. They were obviously hesitant. Compared with the miners, they had access to more information. Downton's promotion meant that he became Dofink's confidant.
It was very unwise for the two principals to provoke him before they could tell the difference.
These guards are not stupid. Although they tend to be doshafu, they all have the intention of seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster. Why should I go first when there are so many guards? And the most troublesome thing is that the young man in front of me is not an ordinary person who can be bullied by others.
miner.
Looking at their luxurious equipment, the spears and two-handed swords brought by our side, I guess they can't even break through the defense.
"What are you doing? No fighting is allowed." Hamlet rushed over immediately after hearing the news, and when he was more than a hundred meters away, he raised his arm and released the magical tough armor.
A golden halo shot out and enveloped Downton, causing his defense to soar.
"Forget it, there is always a chance to deal with him. If we fight now, it will be very detrimental to us. That Harley is very powerful." A guard captain came over and took the opportunity to persuade Ram.
"Downton, just wait!" Ram glared at Downton and left with the men in black uniforms. Even the captain ignored him.
After spending a lot of time in the mine, Ram knows the virtues of the guards. These guys are absolutely terrible. They will pounce on them and bite them when they get benefits, and they will hide when they see trouble. It seems that to deal with Downton, we have to rely on
Those criminal mining bullies.
"Let everyone start taking action, no matter who it is. As long as he gets close to Downton, punish him. I will completely isolate that kid." Ram growled at the supervisors behind him.
"Thank you." Even though it was not needed, Downton was still grateful for Harley's repeated help.
"Be careful, that guy will never let you go easily." Harley advised with a solemn expression. "After the labor period, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Don't covet the supervisor position."
"Well!" Downton took the demon servants back to the war space and hurried back to the dormitory with Jackson.
"Going to the dungeon or the hive laboratory?" Homer is indeed a strict mentor, and he simply doesn't give Downton a minute's rest.
"Lab, we've been in a lot of trouble recently. If you get injured in the dungeon, you'll be very passive." Downton locked the door, "Jackson, you stay here and send away the visitors for me. Remember, Qian
Don’t cause any trouble.”
The grimoire projects a red cross and expands into a light door. It actually has the same plan. The question just asked was just to test Downton.
After walking through the blood-stained gloomy dungeon and passing through a hundred locked magic doors, Downton entered the independent laboratory.
"What is the lesson this time?" Downton opened his backpack and placed the paper and ink bottle on the table for easy access at any time.
"Configuring various basic solutions must be completed at least 10,000 times." Homer has already arranged it. This is the most optimized course and will not waste any of Downton's time.
"So many?" Downton was a little depressed. He thought he could prepare a magic energy extraction potion.
"Of course, and remember, each type needs to be completed ten thousand times." Homer explained, "It doesn't matter to make low-level potions such as quick-acting magic energy, but some high-level potions, especially those using unstable materials,
The difference in time, quantity, and location of the infusion may cause loss of efficacy, and in severe cases, an explosion may occur.”
"So dangerous?" Downton was stunned.
"Yes, so you need to go through a lot of training to make your basic operations perfect, just like constructing a mechanical golem that will never go wrong." Homer comforted, "Don't worry, these solutions will be used in future experiments.
If you use it, your energy will not be wasted."
"Well!" Downton opened the cabinet and placed various utensils on the test table.
"Write this down." Homer projected a form in the air, listing more than thirty operations. "No writing is allowed with a pen."
Downton was warned just as he was about to get the quill, so he could only recite it.
"I'm going to check the power room. If I don't prepare a hundred doses before I come back, just wait to be punished!" Homer only gave Downton ten minutes, and left directly without caring whether he finished reading.
"You are a tyrant!" Downton muttered. Fortunately, he had the experience of configuring healing potions last time, so he did not memorize them by rote, but looked for common ground. Otherwise, the tedious operation steps would be enough to drive him crazy.
Homer sent the magic stone into the power furnace to be burned, maintaining the operation of the law of time in the independent laboratory.
Downton entered a state of forgetting sleep and food again. On the fifth day, he had to interrupt the practice because all the materials for making the basic solution were exhausted, so the preparation experiment of the magic energy extraction potion was advanced.
"When the Koslan red solution in the test tube cools to 75 degrees, drop in ten milliliters of cold aldehyde solution, shake slightly, mix thoroughly, and let it sit for half an hour."
Downton recited the steps silently, his wrist shaking slightly.
After the cold aldehyde is dropped in, the two react, and some blue color will slowly appear and then spread. When all turns blue, it means that the mixture is sufficient. At this time, it can be placed on the test tube rack and wait for the impurities to precipitate.
Downton had no time to rest. He took a breath, jotted down the precautions, and then hurriedly picked up another beaker and put it into preparing another potion.
This is the exercise method given by the grimoire. Downton is asked to conduct two experiments at the same time. He always makes mistakes at first, because it not only tests the coordination ability of his hands and eyes, but also coordinates it in his mind to simulate the next steps.
every step of the way.
For this reason, Downton was beaten frequently, and Homer's unkind side was also revealed. The elemental arm held a pointer and would hit him hard on the back without any mercy.
However, after going through a few difficult days, Downton became more and more comfortable. Of course, he would still be in a hurry when encountering complicated steps, and then he would be whipped again.
"Are you deliberately looking for an opportunity to hit me?" Downton poured the precipitated solution into an Erlenmeyer flask, injected 20 ml of Xincao liquid, placed it on an alcohol lamp stand, and stirred and heated it.
Although Homer's words were clear and logical, Downton always felt that conducting two experiments at the same time would prevent him from concentrating and would lead to low efficiency. Moreover, due to various mistakes, the potions he wasted had already exceeded 50,000 gold coins.
It makes me feel sad just thinking about it.
"You are not allowed to question the mentor." Homer didn't explain at all. He waved his hand and whipped Downton on the butt.
Downton had already adapted to this sudden whipping, and the hand holding the glass rod did not shake at all.
"Very good, you must have a firm mind that can continue to carry out experiments even if the laboratory collapses." Homer lectured, but secretly sighed in his heart, Downton has made such rapid progress, and I want to slap him someday.
There are no excuses anymore.
The bright spar chandelier cast Downton's shadow on the floor, and the laboratory was quiet.
"Attention, the solution is about to boil."
As soon as Homer finished reminding him, Downton had already picked up the buffer solution prepared in advance and poured it into the triangular beaker as quickly as possible.
Boom, a ball of blue mist rose up, rushed out of the mouth of the bottle, and formed a vortex-shaped air mass. It lasted for half a second and then dissipated in the air.
"Oh yeah, it worked!" Joy immediately appeared on Downton's face. The symbol of the completion of the preparation of the magic energy extraction potion was the vortex. The longer it lasts, the better the effect of the potion.
"Don't be too happy, you still have a long way to go." Homer was very pleased in his heart, but the projected magic flame text kept urging him to attack Downton to prevent him from becoming complacent.
"I know, is this ready to drink?" Downton took off the beaker and wondered if he should have a taste.
"I suggest you don't drink it." Homer objected. "Although it has passed the standard and can be sent to pharmacies for sale, it has a lot of impurities. If too much remains in the body of a magician, it will have a negative impact on future promotions.
There is some trouble."
"Then why should I bother configuring it?" Downton was puzzled, "I don't expect to make money from it?"
"This is a process that any potion master must go through. As you become more proficient in the operation, the success rate of making sophisticated potions with an efficacy of more than 70% will continue to increase." Homer explained patiently, "No matter what
If the potion is not effective enough to reach this level, you must not drink it."
"Isn't that a waste of time? I can't stay in the laboratory every day, right?" Downton looked at the grimoire, "You are the Encyclopedia, you should have a solution, right?"
"Yes, but it's too difficult for you." Homer said bluntly, "You shouldn't be able to do it!" (To be continued...)
