Royal Alchemist

"Two hundred and six, two hundred and seven, two hundred and eight... eh? What did you say?" Boss Jin was immersed in the joy of counting gold bricks.

Qiu Ye rolled her eyes, approached quietly, and while Boss Jin was not paying attention, picked up a gold brick from the ground with a whoosh.

As soon as he turned around, a gold glove grabbed his back: "Dare to steal my gold bricks!"

"You dare to count gold bricks, do you dare to look me in the eye?"

"Why should I look at you, you are not a gold brick!"

Qiu Ye was completely speechless, straightening his ripped clothes: "What the hell is going on with these people? An auction agency can also sell fighter jets? How dare you arrest people in broad daylight?"

"The Kaile Auction House is the largest and most powerful auction organization in the empire, with a royal background. The empire stipulates that D-level and E-level fighters can be bought and sold under the condition of having a pilot license. The batch they just belonged to is sub-C-level, and they rely on someone It is estimated that those nine machines can be sold at a very high price on the black market. The fire source sold to them today is of military grade. I heard that many alchemists who had transactions with them were forced to stay. I'm in Kaile, so I'll be careful." Boss Jin is serious.

"Your so-called mind is tricking me into being your assistant?"

Boss Jin looked like I was giving you alms and why didn't you thank me: "If it weren't for me, would you have opened your eyes to see the fighters, rookie assistant."

Qiu Ye's name changed from Assistant Bai to Assistant Xiaobai and then to Assistant Rookie.

Today, when they were having lunch, Boss Jin quietly pulled Qiuye aside, with a pleasant expression: "Little Qiuye, do you like those fighter planes? Are they majestic? Domineering? Do you want to test drive them?"

Akiba surprised: "Can I go for a test drive? Will they allow it?"

"Of course they won't allow it, but as your good boss, I will create opportunities for you."

Qiu Ye is still too naive and too young: "Really? Boss Jin, you are so kind!"

Boss Jin patted him on the shoulder lovingly: "You wait, listen to my signal when the time comes, as long as I say 'Little Bai, go! Teach them a lesson!' You will let your little Jinlong control the fighter."

"It works?"

Boss Jin's eyes deepened, and then he chuckled: "As long as you can do it, it will do."

So, there was the scene after that.

"Let's go, call it a day and go home!" Boss Jin walked out of the fighter plane energetically pushing Jin Jin, took out the car key and summoned his car.

Qiu Ye followed him step by step and turned her head, reluctantly said: "Can't this fighter plane go away?" Although it was disfigured, it was still very imposing!

"Why do you want this kind of broken machine?" Boss Jin disdainfully.

Qiuye knew that he had high vision and looked down on this low-level fighter, but she still touched its face with nostalgia: "No matter how shabby it is, it is still a fighter."

Boss Jin stopped abruptly, staring at Qiuye in a daze.

Qiu Ye suddenly noticed that his back was very straight, straighter than ordinary people, like some occupations that have been subject to discipline for a long time, such as soldiers.

Boss Jin walked over with a smile, put his arms around his shoulders and patted him hard a few times, as if he were a brother.

Qiuye felt that he was not looking at herself at this moment.

"Leave the fighter plane here, and Kaile's people will track it down. Even if it's disfigured, they can take it back and repair it, and they can sell it for a lot of money. Don't cut off people's money." Boss Jin explained.

Only then did Qiuye let go of the idea of ​​driving the fighter plane away.

The clouds in the sky are steaming and magnificent, and the two are wandering in the deserted field with their shoulders crossed. One of them has a fat little monster lying on his head, and the other is pulling a cart of gold. How eerie.

Qiu Ye asked a question that he had doubted for a long time today: "Boss Jin, your tempered fusion rate is 90.00% five, do you have reservations?"

The face under the golden mask hooked its lower lip.

Qiuye didn't need his answer, and continued: "Is the fire source difficult to refine?"

Boss Jin hesitated: "It's okay."

After hesitating for a while, Qiuye stopped and said with a serious expression, "Boss Jin, can you teach me alchemy?"

Boss Jin squinted his eyes: "Aren't you going to the Royal Military Academy soon? There are all famous alchemists in it, so you still need me to teach you?"

"Oh? They're better than you?" Qiu Ye poked Boss Jin's weakness with his words.

Admitting that they are not as good as yourself, then it is logical to be a teacher, but admitting that you are weaker, that is absolutely impossible.

"Stinky boy, you're quite cunning! Want to be my student? You think so beautifully! How many people are kneeling at the door of the gray hourglass with gold and silver mountains crying, I don't even look at it!" Boss Jin said stinkingly, "I am I won’t have the patience to teach you, but I have a few rummaged books here that I can lend you.”

Qiu Ye smiled: "Then should I call you teacher instead?"

"The teacher is useful, but the boss is useful! Call Boss Jin again to listen!"

"Boss Jin!"

"It's almost there!"

"Boss Jin, when you ran for your life today, you said you would increase my salary."

"You child, you didn't sleep well last night. Why did you have auditory hallucinations? How pitiful."

It was already late at night when I got home, and Qiu Ye entered the house lightly, still holding a silver mask in her hand.

But he was in a good mood, not only brought the alchemy book from Boss Jin, but also stalked him for a lot of basic alchemy materials.

He turned on the night light in the corner, fumbled to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, and saw a pair of extra feet in front of him, and then the light in the room was brightly lit, Feng Qi stood in front of him expressionlessly.

"You haven't slept yet?" Qiuye was surprised. He had seen him go to bed early a few days ago, why is he still awake at this hour today?

Feng Qi kept his eyes on the silver mask in his hand, and said coldly: "Qi Ye."

Your sister, dressed as if she was going to get married, still up at night?Are you underestimating my IQ?

Qiu Ye didn't expose him, walked around Feng Qi and walked into the kitchen.

At first, I thought I had to give Kacha an order, but I didn't expect that Kacha had already brought up the hot food, which was still my favorite dish.

Since I came to this world, I have eaten dry bread for a month, and I haven’t even eaten a decent meal. Looking at the dishes on this table, I almost thought that I had returned to the original world. Some people leave lights when they return home late.

Qiu Ye sat at the table for a while, reluctant to speak for a while.

Feng Qi walked into the kitchen as if nothing had happened, took a glass of milk from the refrigerator, and walked out as if nothing had happened.

"Fengqi!" Qiuye called to stop him.

Feng Qi stopped and looked over.

"Are you sleepy? If you're not sleepy, chat with me." Qiu Ye invited with a smile.

"What do you want to talk about?" Feng Qi sat opposite him.

"Do you know why I went today?" Qiuye was so excited that he still couldn't calm down, and was eager to find someone to vent his excitement, "Ah, it doesn't matter what I did! The important thing is that I drove today. Fighter! You know what, a real fighter!"

Feng Qi's expressionless face froze instantly, and the veins in his hand holding the milk cup bulged.

Qiu Ye didn't notice his strangeness: "It's so cool! It's a beast-shaped machine, it walks with a buzzing sound, it's so majestic! The operating system inside is so complicated that I can't even see it with my eyes. That fighter is so powerful, I let Xiao Feilong control the machine and step on it!" Qiu Ye said and made a slapping motion.

Feng Qi lowered his eyes and turned his head away, he thought he would get angry, but he didn't expect that he couldn't get angry at all when facing the cheerful Qiu Ye.

Speaking of excitement, Qiu Ye grabbed Feng Qi's arm and shook it: "What about you? Have you ever seen a real fighter plane?"

Feng Qi nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I've seen it."

Qiuye became even more excited, as if meeting a bosom friend, both hands grabbed his arm: "Really, have you ever driven?"

Feng Qi didn't know how to answer him, but fortunately Qiu Ye was happy to himself, not really asking.

"Do you know how handsome I am today? I kicked that combat alchemist away with one kick! That alchemist is so powerful, even my boss can't beat him, ah, but my boss is a war scumbag!" , It seems that there is no comparison! That is a whole carload of gold, we all moved back, and I am so tired that my lumbar muscles are almost strained!" Qiu Ye said in a confused way, and when he was happy, he even grabbed the silver mask to compare On the face, "I've been wearing this mask all the time today, look, does it look good, does it look good?"

He put the mask on, removed it, put it on, removed it, and compared it.

A face with a gorgeous silver mask kept appearing in front of his eyes, stimulating the nerves, digging out the deepest and most painful scars deep in his mind, Feng Qi collapsed completely, and smashed the empty milk glass on the table with a bang.

Qiu Ye calmed down, and found that Feng Qi's face was not right.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his oppressive aura erupted instantly, and he was born with the aura of turning all beasts to the heavens in the prehistoric land.

Just when Qiuye thought he was going to get angry like before, he gradually calmed down, and finally just raised his head and smiled.

He doesn't smile often, but once he smiles, he is handsome and charming, like stars falling into his eyes, shining brightly.

"Your pear dimple is beautiful, don't cover it up." Feng Qi said lightly, got up and walked out of the kitchen.

Qiu Ye was stunned for a long time, and finally laughed, the prickly dimple deepened.

He put away the silver mask, lowered his head and pulled down the rice.

After filling his stomach, Qiuye went back to his room and began to practice alchemy, which had become his daily compulsory course.

He was not in a hurry to refine the potion today, but turned to the book Boss Jin gave him.

Boss Jin's book is not suitable for beginners. Qiuye digests the knowledge in the textbook bit by bit. The book mentions some elements of the starry sky, which are very obscure.

Suddenly he remembered the starry sky corridor at home. Although the house was restored to its appearance more than ten years ago by Qiu Xingyao's magic ball, the starry sky corridor has not changed, so it can be seen that it was originally left by Dad.

In every quiet night, will Dad stand in front of the star map and look at the vast starry sky?

Imagine that Qiuye pushed open the door and walked barefoot under the corridor of the starry sky. The soft star net lit up one by one, slightly illuminating the way forward, and billions of stars are right in front of you.

Qiu Ye was fascinated by watching it, and couldn't help stretching out her hand as if to embrace the starry sky.

But he didn't expect his fingertips to touch the star map and insert it in. He was extremely surprised, his center of gravity tilted, and he fell into the star map.