Royal Alchemist

The huge freshman military exercise came to an end, all the students who were still fighting outside put down their weapons and returned to the base, Feng Qi also returned with Qiu Ye, and then concentrated back to the base camp.

When Feng Qi returned to the base of the blacksmith shop, there were thunderous cheers, like a hero's triumphant return, and he received an unprecedented welcome.

Compared to being unknown two months ago, Feng Qi has become famous. As he himself said, he led everyone to victory, and he made everyone remember his name.

Feng Qi smiled at everyone, accepting everyone's congratulations frankly, like a real camp leader.

As soon as Qiu Ye came back, he hid in the crowd, Feng Qi looked around and found him easily.Across the cheering crowd, Feng Qi's calm gaze was like a thread with substance, firmly encircling him.

Both sides returned to the big camp, the members of the red team were happy, and the members of the blue team were depressed.When Sapphirol appeared, the audience fell silent for an instant, and their eyes turned around on him and Fengqi.

After getting off the transport ship, Safirol walked straight to Fengqi, and the crowd naturally parted ways.

Although the exercise was lost, Safirol still looked calm and steady, and his noble and elegant demeanor could not be compromised in the slightest by failure.

"Congratulations, congratulations to all of you on the red side, you performed very well." He offered to extend his hand to Feng Qi.

Feng Qi held his hand: "Thank you."

Safirol turned to the members of his side behind him again: "You are also great, keep working hard." His words were still impeccable, making everyone feel that he was thought of by His Royal Highness, no matter the red team or the blue team.

Looking at the two people standing silently among the cheering crowd, Qiu Ye always felt that this peace was full of gunpowder.

The school announced that they would rest in the camp for two days before returning to school. The camp is very large, and the [-] students and leading teachers of the whole school live in it. It is not too crowded, but it is more lively when it is time for meals.

Qiuye and Su Tongyang had a meal, and they walked around with the plate but couldn't find a place to sit down.

"Xiaoyang, this way." A red-haired man waved to him with a smile, "We've finished eating, please sit down."

As soon as Su Tongyang saw him, he wanted to hide, but before he could move, Qiuye ran over happily: "Thank you Senior Senior!"

"You're welcome, I still owe Xiaoyang a meal, don't you, Xiaoyang?" You Zixun got up and gave up his seat.

Su Tongyang frowned: "Don't call me that, people will think I know you very well."

You Zixun's peachy eyes narrowed: "I thought we were already very familiar."

Just as Su Tongyang wanted to refute, You Zixun patted his companion on the shoulder: "Let's go."

The two sat down on their seats, Qiuye took a small bowl, set aside some food for the little fat dragon, and tied a napkin around its neck, because its hands were too short to tie it by itself.

"You know You Zixun? He seems to be interested in you?" Qiu Ye said.

Su Tongyang frowned: "Stop talking nonsense, he saved me once."

Akiba murmured ambiguously.

"It's all said that there is no more, don't think about it!"

"I'm not thinking about it, why are you excited." Qiu Ye smiled narrowly, "The healing department is really sweet!"

Regardless of whether it is a combat system or an auxiliary system, if it is combined with a healing system, its mental power can be quickly recovered. That is to say, if an alchemist has a partner of a healing system, he can become a perpetual motion machine. So it is sought after like a national treasure.

"I heard that You Zixun is very famous in school. Look at this exercise, he is also the commander of the friendly army."

"So what?" Su Tongyang disdainfully said, "I hate big nobles like them."

You Zixun was born in a noble alchemy family, and many of the You family held important positions in the imperial army and government.

"I think You Zixun is a pretty good person, and he is very kind to you. Don't overturn a whole boat of people with one blow."

Su Tongyang curled his lips: "He is very kind to everyone."

-

After dinner, Qiu Ye went to inspect the warehouse. This is what he did every day during the drill. Although the drill was over, he still had a habit of going to see it again because the equipment would be returned to the school tomorrow.

He went around from the raw material warehouse to the weapon warehouse, and finally went to the fighter warehouse.

A thin man slid down from a fighter plane, a toolbox in his hand.

"Teacher!" Qiu Ye went up to meet him, "Are you still maintaining the fighter plane?"

Zhuo Fan, the teacher of the smelting class, smiled gently: "It's you, Qiu Ye, you guys are fighting so fiercely these days, I won't take a look, I don't feel at ease."

In the last class, Qiu Ye won the gem, Zhuo Fan was very impressed with him, so he memorized the name.

The two chatted while walking, Zhuo Fan continued to overhaul the fighter plane, and Qiu Ye helped.

Zhuo Fan treats every fighter very carefully, as if he is not taking care of a cold machine, but a living person.More importantly, he usually designs and manufactures at least A-level fighters. He can repair these low-level fighters without any neglect, and there are many procedures that need to be followed.

"You are a student of the Alchemy Department, why would you want to attend the class of the Alchemy Department? Give me the crowbar." Zhuo Fan said.

"I just came to listen to it because I was suddenly interested, isn't it convenient?" Qiu Ye handed over the tools.

"No." Zhuo Fan pried open a cover, "Speaking of which, I also studied refining medicine at first, and then switched to smelting."

"Why?"

"Because I want to build a fighter plane." Zhuo Fan said with a smile.

Qiu Ye looked up at the huge fighter plane, and was fascinated: "Teacher, are you unwilling? So many fighter planes have been built, and they are all piloted by others."

Zhuo Fan showed a surprised expression: "It seems that your ambition is not only in the smelting department, but also want to open up fighters and dominate the whole department?"

Qiu Ye sneered: "Is it wishful thinking?"

"No, it's a good thing for young people to have ideals. The first step is to dare to think, and the next step is to dare to act."

"But I have a friend who always hits me, saying that if I practice the auxiliary system well, it will be fine."

"Is this friend of yours from the Combat Department?" Zhuo Fan said to the point.

Qiu Ye was surprised: "Can you guess this?"

Zhuo Fan laughed loudly: "Don't listen to the nonsense of those simple-minded fighters, they just care about playing well, and they want the support department to hold and serve and support them. If you don’t know how to fix it, you can only stare blankly.”

Qiu Ye was amused by him: "That's right! Those unreasonable combat systems!"

The two had a heated denunciation of how shameless the combat alchemist was.

"But having said that, I am looking forward to someone who can drive my tailor-made fighter to fight, but it is a pity..." Zhuo Fan said this with a sad expression.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you?" Qiuye asked.

"It's okay." Zhuo Fan put away his emotions, "By the way, how are you using the gems I gave you last time?"

"I have refined something, teacher, please show me." Qiuye took out his refined dagger.

"You made this?" Zhuo Fan was surprised, the silver knife was as exquisite as a work of art, he took the dagger to examine it carefully, and praised repeatedly, "Very good, very good."

"Uh, I used all the gems and wasted a lot of materials to make this one." Qiu Ye tried to say that his failure rate was higher, but in fact he only used three gems.

"Very good, really good! You are very talented!" Zhuo Fan was still full of praise.

Akiba Haoran: "It's just a piece of metal, not an alchemy weapon. I want to learn about alchemy weapons."

"After you go back to school, you can directly follow the smelting class of the third grade. I will be at the school every Thursday. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"Really, that's great!"

Zhuo Fan returned the dagger to him, thought for a while and said, "I'll give you another invitation code for the Alchemist's Homeland, you go to register an account, and you can learn a lot of knowledge in it."

Alchemist's Home is a community on [-]D Online. Many famous alchemists and even great alchemists will hold classes in the community. On weekdays, alchemists will also study and discuss many topics by themselves. It is a highly academic community with very good management. Strictly, you must have an invitation code to register.

This is a place where many people can't get in even if they want to, Qiu Ye was very excited: "Thank you teacher!"

-

After accompanying Zhuo Fan to overhaul the fighter plane, Qiu Ye was about to go back to the dormitory when he saw the light in the reading room was dimly lit.

It was almost 11 o'clock at night, and most of the students were asleep. Qiuye went looking for the light. In the empty reading room, the light of a desk was still on.Safirol was sitting alone in the reading room, watching a video, holding an electronic notebook in his hand, bowing his head to write and draw from time to time.

As long as Saffirol appeared in front of people, he would always be surrounded by people, but now he stayed alone in the reading room and hadn't returned to the dormitory, Qiuye was very surprised.

The dim light gave him a layer of golden yellow, and the mottled images reflected on his face, strange and bizarre.The video of the military exercise was played on the screen. He had a serious expression, his amber eyes were fixed on him, and he blinked for a long time.

Qiu Ye took a step back, wanting to leave quietly.

"Since you're here, stay with me for a while."

Akiba turned her head, and Safirol turned sideways, smiling gracefully.

"I'm afraid of disturbing Your Highness."

"It's okay, I just got a little tired after watching it, and I need to change my mind."

Akiba is actually not willing to face Safirol, as long as he sees him, he will recall some unpleasant memories, but since the prince said so, he can only bite the bullet and go.

"Don't you like to see me?" Safirol felt the restraint of Akiba.

Qiu Ye shook his head, sat on the chair on his right, glanced at the screen, and then at his notebook, there was a lot of dense notes on it, which seemed to be something like a summary of the exercise.

"Still out so late?" Safirol asked.

"Just finished inspecting the warehouse and was about to go back."

"If you're not in a hurry, sit with me for a while longer." Safirol's lips curled up slightly, forming a beautiful arc, and his eyes glowed softly.