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Cao Geng nodded slightly and said, "I need the assistance of a magic engineering apprentice in this area to draw up the design."

This sounds quite professional.

"it is good."

The deputy commander was satisfied and asked, "How long does it take to make penicillin?"

Everyone's attention turned to Cao Geng again.

Cao Geng replied: "If everything goes well, it will take about 20 days to a month."

The deputy commander then asked: "When can you let go and let your assistant lead the team to mass production?"

"hiss……"

Cao Geng scratched his head and thought for a long time before saying, "I'm not sure about this. There are too many variables. You have to decide this question yourself."

That's right, Cao Geng was only responsible for teaching. Whether others could put their knowledge into practice was not something he could guarantee.

Of course, this also depends on the level of support provided by superiors.

The deputy commander nodded and said, "Commander Chen, I'll leave this matter to you. All the resources of the Eighth Route Army will be tilted towards you. No matter what he asks for, you must do your best to meet it. If you can't meet it, come to me. In addition, I will find a few scholars in this field to assist you in your work. Make sure to make this magical item available as soon as possible."

Brigade Commander Chen immediately stood up, saluted, and replied, "I promise to complete the mission."

Cao Geng asked doubtfully: "Suchang, do we in the Eighth Route Army have scholars in this field?"

Yes, in Cao Geng’s understanding, a true scholar should be familiar with the field and be able to create at any time. Only then can he be considered a scholar.

But if the Eighth Route Army really had a genius in this area, then what about Cao Geng? This doesn't make sense logically.

"Cough cough cough..."

The deputy commander coughed awkwardly twice and explained, "We do have a few talented people in this area. I have funded their research for two years, but have not found anything so far. So I want to send them over to cooperate with your work."

"You've been researching for two years but still have no results. Do you still consider yourself a scholar?"

Cao Geng looked at the deputy commander in confusion and asked.

"Well..."

The deputy commander was quite embarrassed...

Caslor said, "Solan, you sent them to study for the purpose of learning. This must be clear. If they claim to be wise men and interfere with my work here and hinder the progress of magic research, I cannot accept it."

The deputy speaker responded loudly: "Understood, I will convey this issue to them clearly. Now, I appoint you as the leader of this magic team, responsible for the entire project, and everything must be under your command. This should be fine, right?"

"have a question."

Caslor responded: "Since I am the master of the project, the people you send can stay if they can help me grow. Otherwise, I have the right to let them leave at any time. You can't blame me then. I must have this power, otherwise, this project cannot move forward."

If I were to let a layman guide an expert like me, why would I bother doing this?

The deputy speaker answered decisively: "Well, as long as you can create magic, whatever you say is what it is."

Caslor replied: "Then I have no objection."

The Vice Speaker continued, "Complete this magical creation as soon as possible, and then start researching magical alchemy. Do you understand?"

Kasloer replied helplessly: "Solan, you still want me to fight the demons? The demon fortress has not been destroyed yet!"

The deputy speaker said unhappily, "What fortress are you talking about? You just stay here and stay. From now on, don't even think about attacking the demon fortress. You can't even meet them."

"what?"

Caslor was shocked when he heard this.

"No, why?"

The deputy speaker said impatiently: "I want you, someone who can make penicillin and master alchemy, to fight against demons? Do you think our warriors of light are endless?"

"No."

Caslor immediately cheated: "In that case, Solan, you should just execute me! I'm lying to you. I can't do anything. I can't make penicillin or do alchemy. I can only fight against demons."

The deputy commander and the general were all silent, looking at each other and smiling, their smiles full of helplessness.

The deputy speaker said: "Manya, I have a task for you. Keep an eye on him. He can do anything, but he is not allowed to provoke the devil. Also, Caslor, I only have one daughter, you must protect her. If anything happens to her, I will settle accounts with you."

Caslor protested loudly: "Solan, aren't you being unreasonable?"

The deputy speaker replied: "That's how you deal with scoundrels. Isn't it?"

Kasloer pulled Yana Man up and said, "Sister Manya, let's go. Your father is too cunning."

The deputy speaker ignored him and turned to Brigadier General Chen and said, "Brigade General Chen, do your best to convert the minds of those demon doctors and bring excellent doctors to our healing temple."

Brigadier General Chen immediately stood up, stood at attention and replied: "Report to the Vice Speaker and ensure that the task is completed."

Caslor ignored their conversation and left with Yana Man. Anyway, what happened next had nothing to do with them.

As soon as the two of them left the house, Deng Peng came over excitedly and asked, "Mouse, is everything okay?"

Caslor replied, "It's okay. What could happen? I just can't fight against demons anymore."

Caslor also knew that once he successfully created penicillin, the days of fighting against demons would be gone forever...

In the mysterious continent, not all warriors are talented, but they are forced to fight against the forces of darkness.

Therefore, he remained hesitant and unwilling to tell the truth.

Until Beibi had no other choice, he finally gave in.

Sure enough, everything was as he expected.

Duan Peng laughed meaningfully when he heard this: "Fortunately nothing happened, fortunately nothing happened. Why can't you fight against the dark forces? Have you been deprived of all your powers?"

For Duan Peng, as long as he was not worried about his life, it was enough. He did not need to worry about whether he could face the darkness. Being able to escape from the brink of death was a great blessing.

Cao Geng responded with a hint of resentment: "It would be great if that were the case, but the hateful thing is that he refused to lend a hand when I asked for help."

During this period, although Cao Geng was trapped in a cage, his life was quite comfortable.

Is there anything more pleasant in the world than having the company of the beautiful elf you admire?

In the end, not only was he safe and sound, but he also rescued a peerless beauty.

To ensure safety, Cao Geng decided to set up the laboratory in the military camp.

In a flash, an area in the military camp was designated as a restricted area, and no one was allowed to enter except staff and sentries.

The laboratory was enriched with equipment moved from the hospital occupied by dark forces. There were all kinds of strange containers, scales, mysterious instruments, and even a telescope-like microscopic view. Everything seemed to be in order.

Helplessly, Cao Geng can only work here for the next two months and is temporarily unable to fight against the dark forces.

Three days later.

As expected, the Supreme Command sent five elites from different fields.

The leader was an old man named Zhong Wei, and the other four were all middle-aged men, nearly 40 years old.

In fact, among the five, only Zhong Wei is a senior expert, and the other four are his disciples.

When Zhong Wei learned about this, he was filled with dissatisfaction.

Why should their two years of hard work come to an end just like that? No one would be able to accept this calmly.

The old man had been holding back a fire in his heart for a long time, and when he saw Cao Geng, he became even more indignant. His complaints seemed to be about to overflow!

How could such a young man know the secrets of antibiotics? And he wanted us to follow his instructions, isn't that ridiculous?

In the command tent.

The brigade commander introduced them to Cao Geng enthusiastically: "Cao Geng, this is Professor Zhong Wei, and the other four are Professor Zhong's students, namely..."

After introducing everyone, the brigade commander turned to Professor Zhong and introduced: "This is Cao Geng, the team leader and person in charge of this project. And this is Zhou Xueman, Cao Geng's assistant..."

Cao Geng quickly extended his hand and greeted: "Hello, Professor Zhong."

Unexpectedly, Professor Zhong did not respond. Instead, he looked at Cao Geng with confusion and asked in surprise: "It is you who has mastered the manufacture of antibiotics?"

What's going on? What's going on?

Cao Geng put his hand away awkwardly and said, "Old sir, didn't your superiors explain it clearly when you came?"

Zhong Wei retorted in a mature and steady manner: "Our two years of research results were interrupted by a brat like you?"

Cao Geng was speechless.

When did I ever stop your research?

However, in this field, age carries prestige…

In this mysterious world, the older the doctors are, the more respected they are, and their value rises endlessly.

You are just a young boy who has just started out. Even if you claim to be a master of medicine, no one will believe you.

Cao Geng thought for a moment and said sincerely: "Old mentor, if you don't want to set foot here, just let me know, I will immediately contact the deputy chief mage and ask them to send you and your apprentices back to the institute to continue your exploration."

Zhong Wei was furious and said in a stern voice: "This is ridiculous! How dare a young man who has not experienced the world take the lead in studying the magical herb 'Pannishila'? You are not even qualified to be my apprentice."

The four disciples he brought with him were filled with indignation, but they dared not show it. Their say was insignificant here.

Cao Geng's face was gloomy; the crisis he had anticipated had indeed arrived.

In an era when they have not yet broken free from the shackles of tradition, the power of the stubborn rage of these older generations cannot be underestimated.

Therefore, Zhong Wei's frank remarks were already exceptionally polite.

Please remember that this elder has not been influenced by modern civilization, and his knowledge is still stuck in the old private school era. Their conservative thinking is quite shocking.

Now, Cao Geng's behavior was tantamount to overpowering him. If he were in the ancient imperial dynasty, these elders would probably beat him with sticks.

If Cao Geng had met him as the leader of a legion, he might have shown great respect and friendliness.

However, he would not be able to tolerate Cao Geng appearing as the head of the research group and trying to command him in this professional field.

Cao Geng said, "Master, I'll leave this matter to you. We'll leave first."

"and many more."

The great master quickly called Cao Geng.

Cao Geng turned around and asked, "Master, what else?"

The great master said, "They are scholars sent by the royal court. What do you think?"

When Cao Geng heard the word "scholar", he became furious.

"What kind of scholar is he? Self-proclaimed, right? How can he be called a scholar? Look at them, they have spent two years without any results, and they are worthy of being called scholars? Did they buy their reputation? Look at them, apart from their age, what other advantages do they have? Send them back and tell the deputy chief wizard that such people are not qualified to join my team."

Bang, Zhong Wei's previous words were returned in full.

A slap in the face is too harsh.

"You idiot, you little bastard..."

Hearing this, Zhong Wei's anger almost ignited his silver hair.

"Cao Geng, do you know what the magic herb 'Pannishila' is? How dare you look down on us here? Let me tell you, in this entire kingdom, I, Zhong Wei, am the authority in this field."

Cao Geng retorted: "How dare you call yourself an authority? You have been researching for two years and have achieved nothing. How dare you say that? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Zhong Wei was so angry that he was shaking all over and couldn't even organize his words.

His chief disciple could not stand it any longer and stood up to question him, "Cao Geng, how can you say that? Our teacher has led us to study day and night. Even if we have no results, we have worked hard. How can you belittle us? If you have the ability, why don't you make Panicilla right now and show us?"

"Nonsense. The higher-ups summoned you to learn how to make the magical Flocillin potion. Listen carefully, it's about making, not researching."

“That’s ridiculous.”

The chief disciple was furious and retorted: "In this magical land of China, no one can refine Frosilin. Who are you deceiving?"

Cao Geng was no longer in the mood to argue with them, so he turned to the brigade commander and said, "Brigade commander, let them go back! Look at the way they are, aren't they disrupting my work?"

The brigade commander smiled bitterly and could only answer: "Professor Zhong, since you think Cao Geng is not qualified, then you should go back! It is really inappropriate for you to quarrel when you meet like this!"

Zhong Wei announced loudly: "No, I will not leave. I want to stay here and see with my own eyes how he refines Flocillin."

There was one sentence in his heart that he hadn't said yet - I, Zhong Wei, have never been insulted like this in my life.

He was known as a master in this field, but now he was looked down upon by a young man who was just starting out. No one could tolerate this.

"this...?"

The brigade commander was also in a dilemma. These old guys were taking advantage of their age and he, as a brigade commander, was not Cao Geng, so he did not dare to offend them easily.

Cao Geng understood the brigade commander's dilemma and suggested: "If you want to stay and watch, you can, but you must understand the confidentiality of this matter. Therefore, you are not allowed to step into my laboratory, let alone interfere with my work, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

After saying that, Cao Geng took Zhou Xueman away.

"Asshole, who are you going to be rude to? Explain it to me clearly...!"

After Cao Geng left, he heard bursts of curses behind him.

The brigade commander had a headache! These people were his seniors, and he couldn't afford to offend them!

That's right, even though the brigade commander had a high rank, he didn't dare to provoke these old stubborn people. Otherwise, he would probably be drowned in spit.

Well, come to think of it, the brigade commander was a little envious of Cao Geng. He dared to get angry at anyone, but no one could do anything to him.

Zhong Wei sat on the bench angrily, his hands on the table, gasping for breath.

"Commander Chen, please arrange accommodation for us. We will wait here. I want to see how he refines floxilin. He is so arrogant and looks down on others."