Chapter 141 Visitors
Late at night, Devonsel City, the underground warehouse of the commercial building No. 186 Golden Oak Avenue.
After properly handling and sending away the injured silver dragon Salena, and accompanying Tanya to complete today's mage apprentice test manual in the academy, David and his son finally had some time to spare, so they took advantage of the night to chat with the neighbors. Falling asleep, after briefly insulating and noise-proofing the underground warehouse, they couldn't wait to start their alchemical creations.
After all, Artilicia had only successfully prepared the [Sobriety Potion] from a small number of century-old incense seeds before, proving the feasibility of this alternative method.
But whether it can be done is one thing. Whether it can find the most cost-effective ratio for mass production is another thing.
Dad's side still needs to conduct some experiments to verify his formula, while David's side began to process the bulk materials under the personal guidance of Artilicia, a master alchemist.
After more than a year, I am still somewhat unskilled, but in front of Artilicia, the pharmaceutical research and development dragon, the requirements are naturally higher. In the early stage, even David, who relied on his power to combine the 'Divine Sharingan', had to do it more than once. Mistakes would occur due to coordination problems between the limbs and the brain. This would be a waste that would make ordinary alchemist masters and apprentices furious, but neither father and son would seriously bother with this.
Anyway, I purchased a lot of materials this time, so I can make whatever I want.
More importantly, Artilicia discovered with some shame and envy that after David corrected every mistake he made, he would never make the same mistake again.
Every process and detail is progressing towards perfection at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only Artilisia, who had experienced the ups and downs of her apprenticeship, would know how terrifying her son's talent was at this moment.
If his teacher in charge of teaching at Long Island had seen David's performance, he would probably be angry and expel his former 'outstanding disciple' from the school, and then spit:
How can there be such a stupid person in the world? My disciple David Yutus is still worthy of my attention. The rest are all hopeless idiots.
The dragon's arrogance is so real and funny:
Once they get a better one, they will immediately abandon the old one like a piece of shit, except of course the treasure and the silver dragon's spouse.
I saw that the night was getting darker at the vent, and the time was approaching midnight.
After experiencing the most exciting day in Dragon Life, where she continuously calculated two sets of space rune coordinates and reassembled the alchemy formula, Atilicia was finally a little tired. She immediately put down the last process at hand and said to David:
"The process tests and theoretical verification have basically been completed. We will wait for a suitable opportunity to conduct the final practical verification someday. How about we come here today."
Of course David understands what his father means. Whether it is [Sobriety Potion] or [Anger Mixture], it must not be made at home.
Because in the last step of coupling, the demonic reaction of the century-old flower will not only produce a strong and even pungent floral fragrance, but even if the dragon inhales too much, it will easily fall into deep sleep, and it will also easily have some unknown effects on the brain nerves.
In addition, there will be extremely obvious magic power fluctuations, which is enough to attract the attention of some spellcasters who are sensitive to magic power.
Especially the secondary waste liquid of the Wrath Mixture, if not dealt with properly, may even cause the century-old oak tree that is integrated with this house to wither.
Such a strange thing happening in the capital of the high elves was enough to cause a sensation and lead to relevant investigations.
Being in a magical world, these two points are actually not a problem. Whether it is the underground private dragon laboratory in Dad's original church or the alchemy workshop of Grand Duke Silver, there are relevant safety procedures.
But the basement at home didn't have that kind of conditions, so they had to find another location.
When he thought of this, David felt a little pity, and couldn't help but look at his father and sighed with a hint:
"It would be great if that female silver dragon could stay in Devonseldo for a while."
That way they don't have to go to so much trouble, and they can build whatever they want in the underground laboratory of the Mage Tower without anyone noticing.
As long as my father can make use of his own charm and temporarily keep the other party in Devensel for a date, that won't be easy.
Artilicia couldn't help but feel guilty after hearing this. She still didn't understand what this kid had in mind. She was also inexplicably angry:
"Your father and I are a true silver dragon, how could I deceive other people's feelings so casually?"
After so many messy things, especially after smashing Tire's shrine, he could no longer say that adjective of justice and kindness, at least in front of his son who knew him well.
David was shocked when he heard this:
"No! You actually saw it?"
"What do you see?" Artilicia still wanted to pretend to be confused.
David almost rolled his eyes and simply pointed out:
"I see that the silver dragon lady named Salena is interested in you, dad! As long as the charming dad licks the tip of his tail, maybe Tanya and I will have a few more brothers and sisters in three years. ”
"Bah, bah, bah! You, a kid, have something in your head all day long! Are your father and I such a carefree dragon?"
The silver dragon father immediately became angry with embarrassment, and instinctively wanted to beat this dragon child who dared to run against him, but when he thought that he might no longer be his opponent, he immediately put down the broom wrapped around the tip of his tail.
Not to mention his current tangled relationship with Pavla, which is so complicated that they both have two children.
Now he just wants to make money.
Until he at least repays his previous debts for his parents, and before he clears up his relationship with Pavla, he has no thoughts about the opposite sex for the time being.
"It's up to you. Anyway, when I reach adolescence, I won't be as entangled as you." David spread his paws.
What else can he say to his father who only knows how to escape when trouble comes?
It's impossible to pretend to be a dad and pick up girls for him, right?
hiss! That’s not impossible!
Just thinking about it, he is so crazy, and it is extremely easy to be exposed, and it is easy for dad to fight with him.
Oh, he may not be able to do it to himself, but when he is pressed to the ground, he will probably look like he is dying.
"Hey! At such a young age, he looks like a dragon."
When she thought that David was still in his early childhood and there were so many outstanding members of the opposite sex around him, Artilicia immediately had a headache and said with disdain:
"I'm warning you, don't bring girls into your home when you reach adolescence. Don't forget that you still have a younger sister. I don't expect you to be a good role model, but don't lead Tanya into trouble."
Having grown up on a monogamous Dragon Island, he strongly condemned David's dangerous and shameless thoughts.
Especially when I think about the fact that the other party is a red dragon after all, it is not easy to impose the moral standards of a metal dragon on my son.
David said disdainfully while packing his things:
"Tch, don't talk about youth. When I enter adolescence, I will buy a house and move out. I will live with you, a stoic old man, all day long. Sooner or later I will become a believer of the God of Passion."
"You!" Hearing these sarcastic words, Artilicia almost choked to death without a mouthful of water.
Just when Artilicia had calmed down her ups and downs, she was debating whether or not to take advantage of this opportunity to teach her son the 'correct' love values.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door on the first floor.