Xu Fan and Zhao Wutong also woke up.

Zhao Wutong remained silent, looking like he was enjoying the show.

But Xu Fan stood up and said to Sun Yong with an apologetic smile: "Young Master Sun, Brother Lu just arrived the other day and will have to get familiar with the alchemy affairs of the military supply camp. Can I help you clean the alchemy furnace?"

Cleaning the alchemy furnace is not an easy job. It needs to remove dirt and odor, and it also needs to be maintained in a special way.

It takes at least half an hour to complete the whole process.

And Sun Yong used a high-level alchemy furnace, which was even more difficult to clean.

"Do you have a say here?"

Sun Yong looked at Xu Fan with contempt.

"Yes, yes, Young Master Sun is right! "

Xu Fan had long been accustomed to Sun Yong's overbearing and overbearing character.

Anyway, he was used to being submissive, so he didn't dare to get angry. Instead, he smiled twice and stepped aside.

At the same time, he gave Lu Changsheng a helpless look.

Xu Fan also saw that Sun Yong was clearly targeting Lu Changsheng.

Is he looking down on Brother Lu's status as an ascender, or... jealous of his appearance?

Lu Changsheng smiled.

Turning around, looking at Sun Yong, he smiled and said, "It's not impossible to clean the alchemy furnace, but I have a rule for helping people."

"What rule?"

Sun Yong asked curiously.

"It's like this. I started as a fortune teller in the lower world. Before helping people, I always like to tell a fortune for them. It can be peach blossoms, numerology, wealth...all are fine. I wonder what you are?"

"What am I?"

Sun Yong was stunned at first, and then he immediately reacted. Wasn't this scolding him in a different way?

"You...are presumptuous! "

Sun Yong was furious.

He was the direct descendant of the Sun family, one of the nine great families in the ancient country of Gou Chen.

How dare Lu Changsheng, a mere person from the lower world, humiliate him like this?

However, he completely forgot who provoked whom first.

Lu Changsheng got up early just to avoid being harassed by him.

Unexpectedly, he would hold on tightly.

Even a clay man can still have some temper.

In this case, Lu Changsheng doesn't need to give him face.

"Since you are nothing, I will leave first. "

Lu Changsheng waved his sleeves and left the tent.

Only Sun Yong was left with his fists clenched and his face livid.

"Brother Lu..."

Xu Fan sighed slightly.

He knew Sun Yong's character best. He had offended him today. The rules in the military camp were strict. Although he would not kill him, he would be bullied afterwards.

As an ascender, he still hoped that Lu Changsheng could be like him and swallow his anger.

Although it was a bit aggrieved, he would not be targeted by this second-generation ancestor.

Zhao Wutong looked at Lu Changsheng's departing back and was slightly surprised.

"Could it be him?"

Thinking of the abnormality he sensed last night, Zhao Wutong felt that Lu Changsheng seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

"But, after all, he is just an ascender..."

Zhao Wutong shook his head.

The ascender came from the lower world.

In the upper realm, they are three-no people with no foundation, no background, and no backing, and are often the coolies exploited by major forces.

Even if Lu Changsheng has some secrets, can he still overturn the world?

...

After a while.

Lu Changsheng came to the military supply camp again.

Last time he just came here to participate in the assessment, but this time he came to accept the task.

Now it is the middle of the month, so he naturally does not need to accept the task volume for the whole month.

But at least he must complete half of the task volume of other fourth-level middle-grade alchemists.

"You are new here, so take this fourth-level lower-grade Qingling Pill to practice. This month, let's refine 150 pills. Is it difficult?"

The military supply officer who issued the task was named Liu Zheng. He was one of the several old alchemists who assessed him yesterday and was quite kind to him.

"This pill is not difficult, thank you, Mr. Liu! "

After thanking him, Lu Changsheng took over the three hundred portions of medicinal materials.

For tasks assigned by the Quartermaster Battalion, the success rate of pills is generally calculated at 50%.

The excess is the alchemist's own, and the shortage is made up by the alchemist.

Just as Lu Changsheng was about to leave, an old voice stopped him: "Wait!"

At this time, an old man in his twilight years, leaning on a cane, came over with the support of Sun Yong.

Sun Yong looked at Lu Changsheng, his eyes showing no sign of revenge.

"Old Wei, why are you here? "

Liu Zheng immediately went to meet him.

"I'm in urgent need of a batch of Demon Breath Pills. Since this little brother is a fourth-level middle-grade pill master, let's use this pill as his assessment task this month. What do you think?"

Wei Yuan coughed and said slowly.

"This..."

Liu Zheng looked at Lu Changsheng with some embarrassment.

The Demon Breath Pill uses the inner pill of the monster as the main material, which has the effect of covering up the breath of the human race. Although it is a fourth-level middle-grade pill, it is extremely difficult to refine.

It is usually refined by a fourth-level upper-grade pill master. Wei Yuan's move is indeed a bitIt's embarrassing.

But Wei Yuan has been in the military camp for more than a hundred years, and his seniority is much older than Liu Zheng, so he can't refuse directly.

"I can take it."

Lu Changsheng hesitated: "It's just that the difficulty of refining this demon breath pill is extremely high, and the success rate of the pill may not be calculated as 50%..."

"This is 300 portions of medicinal materials. You only need to refine 100 demon breath pills. If you can't even complete 100, you can only be punished by military law!"

Wei Yuan took out a medicine bag from the storage ring and snorted coldly.

"I know the rules, so I don't need to worry about it, Mr. Wei."

Lu Changsheng took the medicine bag and walked away.

Only Sun Yong sneered behind his back, thinking that he was holding on for the sake of face.

This was specially prepared for Lu Changsheng by him, and he naturally knew how difficult it was.

No matter how hard you talk, you will see the result at the end of the month.

I hope you don't scream when you get whipped by the military.

"Look at my memory!"

After sending Old Wei away, Liu Zheng suddenly slapped his head.

He actually forgot one thing just now, that is, he didn't ask Lu Changsheng to return the medicinal materials for the Qingling Pill.

This is the stuff of the military supply camp, no one dares to embezzle it.

Either return it or refine it into pills.

Lu Changsheng, that kid, can't possibly plan to refine the Qingling Pill and the Yaoxi Pill together, right?

At this time, Lu Changsheng has appeared outside the alchemy room.

The alchemy room is different from other places. It is no longer a tent, but a brick and tile courtyard connected to the ground fire and equipped with various alchemy auxiliary formations.

Walking into the courtyard, the scene inside came into Lu Changsheng's eyes.

Jade is used as bricks, green wood is used as beams, and it is magnificent.

More than 200 alchemy rooms are neatly distributed in the courtyard.

The space inside is several times larger than it looks from the outside, and it is obvious that a space compression formation has been arranged.

Lu Changsheng's current formation is of the fourth-grade upper grade. If he has enough materials, he can also set up this formation.

The principle is similar to that of a storage space.

However, because it can flow freely with the outside world, this formation is more than one level higher than a storage space.

In the corridor of the courtyard, alchemists and servants shuttled back and forth, which seemed quite crowded.

But seeing the waist badge of the fourth-grade middle-grade alchemist hanging on Lu Changsheng's waist, most people would subconsciously make way for him.

Soon, Lu Changsheng found his own exclusive alchemy room - Alchemy Room No. 75.

The earlier the alchemy room number is, the better the configuration is.

And this is based on the grade of the alchemist, and the quartermaster camp will automatically adjust it for you.

Lu Changsheng is a newcomer, and he can be said to be the least experienced fourth-grade middle-grade alchemist.

Even so, he can be ranked in the middle position of No. 75.

It is enough to show the status of a fourth-grade middle-grade alchemist.

Even among the alchemists in the quartermaster camp, he was considered middle-level, not bottom-level.

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