My Magic Age

Frankly, according to the agreement with Qi Ge, Scholar Francis provided me with a certain amount of magic metal solution every month.

Although he had a strange temper and rarely communicated with outsiders, he was a man who kept his promises.

From the adamantium solution required by the Rune Plate Workshop at the beginning to the copper solution required by the Magic Seal Workshop later, as long as I told him the specific amount needed and learned from Francis to provide the corresponding magic metal, he would prepare the metal solution on time and wait for me to pick it up.

He was thinner than the last time I met him, with deep sunken eye sockets, dark black eye bags, pale cheeks, and dark purple thin lips that always drooped down. He rarely smiled.

He spoke harshly, but he was a little special to Qi Ge.

"Why are you here? Today is not the day for the agreed metal solution." Scholar Francis raised his heavy eyelids and said to me weakly.

It seems that after taking a large amount of spiritual magic potions, his body was still seriously damaged.

It's just that this scholar has a very bad habit, that is, once he focuses on the research of a certain necklace, he will become very crazy. He is the kind of person who can stay up all night to verify an answer.

Qi Ge has been secretly providing some banned mental medicines to Scholar Francis. Those medicines contain a certain ingredient "Devil's Blood". This is a black magic potion that is very addictive once taken. After being purified by Qi Ge, although the side effects are much smaller, they are not absent.

He has a very strange temper. He knows that the magic potion containing the ingredient "Devil's Blood" will become addictive if taken too much, but he doesn't seem to mind.

His research on alchemy has obviously fallen into a state of madness.

However, in my eyes, he is a respectable magic scholar. Alchemy is like his inner demon. He wants to find the answer.

I said to Scholar Francis: "Uh, I came early. Scholar Francis, you don't look very good. Is Su's treatment ineffective?"

In order to prevent his body from being completely destroyed by "Devil's Blood", I asked Su to help him treat his drug addiction.

It seems that the effect is not good. Without the support of psychiatric drugs, he became haggard and his body became thinner day by day.

Scholar Francis raised his eyelids and glanced at me again, curled his lips and said: "Why do you ask this? Didn't you recommend the beautiful priestess of Campbell Sanatorium to me?"

He sat down on the high chair next to me, and his magic assistant brought two cups of tea and placed them on the long platform.

He picked up a cup by himself, held it to his mouth with both hands, blew gently, paused for a while and then said: "Or do you have little confidence in her treatment methods like me?"

He simply put down the teacup in his hand, leaned in front of me, and asked me like a cold and venomous snake: "Or did you collude and come here to use me as a guinea pig on the experimental table?"

I stood there, speechless by his question.

Scholar Francis smiled faintly, pushed another teacup in front of me, tilted his head, and said to me with some emotion: "Hey, Jijia, I have always wanted to know what Qige likes about you that made him give up the most promising royal star in the Green Empire and choose you, an ice magician from a small border town. Even if you have an outstanding magic talent that no one can compare to, it is impossible to impress that arrogant princess. I have thought about this question for a long time, but I can't guess it."

I smiled and said to Scholar Francis: "Haha, maybe it's God's will."

"Come on!" He didn't even lift his eyelids this time. Sitting on the high chair, he looked like a crow landing on the shoulder of a scarecrow.

After a short silence, just when I was about to say what I wanted to say, Scholar Francis suddenly raised his head and frowned and said to me: "The priest of Campbell Sanatorium has good treatment methods. Don't you see that I look pretty good recently?"

"Well...if you think so." I said.

Scholar Francis turned his head away and stopped looking at me.

In front of the magic crucible not far away, his magic assistant was working hard to help him stir the viscous liquid in the crucible.

Scholar Francis stopped talking, and it seemed that he only wanted to finish this cup of tea with me.

"By the way, Scholar Francis, this is for you." I took out a roll of magic parchment from my arms and handed it to Scholar Francis.

Scholar Francis took it and unfolded it casually, saying as he looked at it: "What is this? It looks like an alchemical formula..."

But he soon shut up and his face became serious. After reading it completely, he asked me seriously: "Oh! Where did you get this thing?"

I said to him: "I stole it from a goblin, oh, it was exchanged. He gave it to me and I allowed them to continue living. It's fair, right?"

Scholar Francis's eyes fell back on the alchemical formula, and he said as he looked at it: "You actually found this thing in the hands of the goblins. Aren't those goblins said to have degenerated to the same virtues as those sub-human species? How can they still keep such a precious thing?"

I asked Scholar Francis: "Do you also think this formula is valuable?"

Scholar Francis raised his head, looked at me in surprise, and said stubbornly to me: "You should answer my question first."

I spread my hands and said: "Okay, actually our expedition team accidentally entered a cave and found a goblin tribe there. I found this recipe drawing in a treasure box. The box contained It was filled with all kinds of gems, and the formula blueprint was used as scrap parchment and laid at the bottom of the box. Oh, the manuscript you have in your hand is a manuscript that I copied by myself. The original blueprint is full of goblin words, which is not easy to read. "

After I finished saying this, Scholar Francis simply rolled up the magic parchment scroll, placed it on the long table, and reluctantly pushed it in front of me.

Scholar Francis said to me straight to the point: "I need this alchemy formula. What do you want to exchange for it with me?"

"I can give it to you if you want." I said.

Scholar Francis refused without a second thought.

He said to me: "It's better to waive it. If you really plan to give it to me, then make a condition that I can accept."

I rubbed my hands, smiled at Scholar Francis and said, "If you can prepare some metal softener for me for free every month..."

Before I could finish my words, Scholar Francis spoke first: "Deal! In three days, you come to me to pick up the first batch of metal softeners. From now on, you can take these two medicines together every month. I will make a detailed list for you of the various magic materials that need to be consumed next time you come."

"Okay, that's it," I said to Scholar Francis.

After talking to Scholar Francis, I started to put the magic sealing boxes into my magic belt bag.

The glass bottles in the magic sealing boxes were filled with red copper solution and were extremely heavy to carry.

With the help of the magic assistant, I spent a lot of effort to stuff these magic sealing boxes into the magic pocket.

Nowadays, every time the magic engraving machines in the Xinliu Valley Magic Seal Workshop print, they need to use a brush to apply the red copper solution on the magic seal punch. The entire base material of this kind of magic rune plate is an ordinary copper plate. Only the magic lines on the top were rubbed with red copper solution.

Because of this, the price of the Fire Gathering Rune Board and the Miniature Tornado Rune Board are so low.

There are three major elements missing from the production cost of Gathering Fire, which is why the value is so low: the plating of magic metal, magic ink, and the processing fee for the inscription master to draw the rune plate.

It is precisely because of these three factors that the price of rune boards has always remained high.

Currently, the Fire Gathering Rune Boards and Miniature Tornado Rune Boards produced by the Magic Seal Workshop have been spread across every corner of the Imperial Capital. Their stable magic effects and low prices have allowed these two rune boards to quickly occupy the Imperial Capital. Magic market.

Nowadays, almost no inscriber is willing to draw the 'Fire Gathering' rune board and the 'Miniature Tornado' rune board.

I heard from Murray that some manufacturing workshops specializing in exhaust fans in the Imperial Capital are being forced to find new sources of supply. The shipments of copper hot pots and exhaust fans at the Rune Board Workshop are gradually increasing, and old-fashioned exhaust fans are on the market. It can't be sold at all.

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When I returned to Scholar Yerkes' Magic Laboratory, Scholar Yerkes was sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, telling Marvin and Sipe about the refrigerator with great interest.

When I opened the door and walked into the magic laboratory, I saw them chatting happily. I don't know what Scholar Yerkes said, but the three of them burst into laughter.

When I walked in, I discovered that there was a magic desk lamp on the coffee table. This was exactly the kind of energy-saving magic desk lamp that was put out at the Winter Magic Items Exhibition. Unexpectedly, the Yerkes scholar also took out this energy-saving desk lamp. , showed it to Marvin.

When they saw me walking into the magic laboratory, they all looked at me.

Marvin asked me: "Jijia, didn't you say that after I come to the imperial capital, I will help you sell these magic items?"

I sat down on the sofa opposite Marvin and said: "Yes, I said so at the beginning, but now my magic trading company lacks a trustworthy manager. You have to help me with this matter no matter what." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Marvin spread his hands and said with a smile.

I said to Marvin: "Betty will take you to the trading house later to check the inventory of supplies. I will find a way to sell all the backlog of canned luncheon meat and meat floss bricks."

At this time, Scholar Yerkes stood up and said to us: "Hey, well, Marvin and Si Pei have just arrived in the imperial capital. Don't talk about these things in the trading house today. Let's put the things in our hands aside." Come down and have a good rest, I know a nice new pub in the back street.”

"Okay, then what are we waiting for here? Let's go quickly!"

After everyone had a drink in the bar, Marvin said he wanted to take a magic caravan to see the night view of the imperial capital. Marvin and Si Pei temporarily lived in the rented loft in the third block...