Royal Alchemist

"Why are you here?" Su Tongyang asked in surprise.

Qiu Ye frowned: "This is also the question I want to ask, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the empty mirror now?"

"You follow me?"

Qiu Ye looked over his shoulder to the room where he came out, but was blocked by Su Tongyang before she could see clearly.

Su Tongyang grabbed Qiuye: "Don't look, let's go."

Back in the car, Qiuye immediately tied up Su Tongyang with a safety belt.

Su Tongyang couldn't laugh or cry: "I won't run away, so don't do this."

Qiu Ye buckled the lock, with a cold face: "Now tell me honestly, what have you been doing lately? And what's going on with your mental strength?"

The expression on Su Tongyang's face gradually disappeared, replaced by Ruxue's paleness, he said indifferently: "I can perform the healing technique, aren't you happy for me?"

Qiu Ye raised the volume: "If you improved your ability through normal means, I would be happy for you, but look at you now, your face is as white as a ghost, this is not normal! What did you do?"

Su Tongyang opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, Qiu Ye rushed to say, "If you want to say don't care about you, I'll slap you!" He pointed in the direction of the black market, "What are you doing there?"

"Actually, it's similar to Zaikongjing. It's also meditation, but the effect is very strong. There is a leap in mental strength almost every other month."

"Who took you there? I tested them just now, but no one paid any attention to me."

"Only when the insiders take them will they tell the truth. Do you still remember the officer I took care of in the hospital before, whose mental strength was reduced due to radiation? A few days ago, he suddenly came back to the hospital to find me and said thank you for those days Regarding his care, I saw that he was in a very good mental state, and his mental strength was higher than before, so I asked why, and he told me about this store and brought me here."

"But since you have already meditated in the empty mirror, why do you need to change the place? If it is a money problem, we can find a way to solve it!" Qiuye said.

Su Tongyang said sadly: "You don't need to comfort me anymore, in fact, I understand that the speed of the mirror, I am afraid that I will not be able to meet the minimum requirements of a healer in my life, not to mention that the effect of meditation will decay as the course of treatment progresses."

"Mental strength depends entirely on a person's genes. It is very abnormal to have a large improvement in such a short period of time!" Qiu Ye said urgently.

Su Tongyang lowered his eyes and said softly: "I know."

"you know?"

"Of course I know. Anyway, I am also a medical student. How could I not understand this truth?"

"You know you're still going?" Qiuye almost cried out.

Su Tongyang pulled the corner of his mouth silently, with a bitter smile: "There are two ways to live, one is to live a mediocre life, and the other is to live brilliantly for a few years, which one do you choose?"

Akiba was stunned by the question he asked.

Without waiting for Qiuye to answer, Su Tongyang continued: "I don't know what others think, but I can't accept that I should do nothing in my life. For me, this is not life, but living."

"But……"

"My parents run a small restaurant in my hometown, and the business is quite prosperous because of the good taste. I probably inherited their talent in cooking. Our family lives pretty well. Once the nobleman in charge of our planet entertained guests, I asked my parents to handle the cooking, but I don’t know which link went wrong. After dinner, several guests had diarrhea. The nobleman said that my parents wanted to poison them, and my parents were seriously injured. They sent them back When I was dying, the doctor came to see him and said he couldn’t save them because they were all alchemy wounds. Then they died, and I was seven years old at that time. I was too young to understand anything at that time. My family And the restaurant also disappeared for no reason, because the nobleman let go, so no one dared to take me in seriously, I could only wander in the streets, and occasionally someone saw me pitifully and let me have a meal."

Su Tongyang never talked about his childhood, and every time he asked, he was evasive. Qiuye always thought that he was too embarrassed to mention it because his hometown was too poor. Unexpectedly, there was a tragic story behind it. Su Tongyang was talking about it. Shi's expression was indifferent, and his tone was calm, but after all, they were his parents, how could they be really indifferent, how many years of tempering would it take to heal the deep scars?

"Later, I met the doctor who diagnosed my parents, that is, my adoptive father. He found that I was a rare light attribute. He told me that only a healer can treat injuries like my parents. He said that I have become The possibility of a healer, he secretly adopted me, taught me some basic medical skills, and he encouraged me to enter the Royal Military Academy.” Su Tongyang looked at Qiuye calmly, “So I must become a healer, no matter what What price to pay, can you understand?"

Akiba couldn't digest so much information at once, and sat in the driver's seat in a daze.

Su Tongyang finally said: "So you really don't care about me, just respect my choice."

Qiu Ye stared unfocusedly at the outside of the car, slowly shaking her head, not knowing whether she was denying something or lamenting something.

"Everyone says my father is a hero." Qiu Ye suddenly said, "It is said that he sacrificed his life for the empire and for all mankind. Even after more than ten years, I still hear it from others. His name, how powerful my father is, how they adore my father, he can be regarded as a glorious life, even if he dies, he will be honored, right?"

Although Akiba said "he", it was actually referring to two people.

"He burned his life and wrote a glorious history, but I was left by him. I would rather not have a hero father, and hope that he can grow up with me."

"Your father is really a hero, don't blame him."

Akiba shook his head: "I don't blame him, I'm just sad." He clearly remembered the deepest memory buried in Akiba's deity. During the day, he was treated coldly by his uncle's family. Every time I recall it, it hurts my heart.

"You're right, I don't want to live an ordinary life, and I hope that one day it will be recorded in the annals of history." Qiu Ye withdrew her misty gaze and landed on Su Tongyang, "But if something happens to you, I will be sad, not only Just me, there are many people, I don't think your adoptive father would want you to use self-harm to become a healer."

Su Tongyang was silent and stared at the front quietly. Qiuye knew that a person like Su Tongyang, who was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, would not change easily once he made up his mind.

Under the orange sunlight in the evening, the two of them sat quietly in the small compartment, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Let's go back." Su Tongyang said.

Qiu Ye took a deep breath, and started the car expressionlessly.

Along the way, neither of them mentioned this matter again, they chatted about other topics, as if nothing happened on the black market.

Perhaps to appease Su Tongyang, Qiuye always played the role of provoking the topic, gossiping with him about interesting things in school, from being peeped on by Safirol while changing clothes, to someone confessing to Jon At that time, Gerald accidentally splashed tomato juice on the man's head, and it was all weird things.

Su Tongyang listened without saying a word, and smiled at the right time.

Back in the dormitory, when Su Tongyang was about to go back to his room to rest, Qiuye stopped him again: "Tongyang, let's reopen the pastry shop, do you think about it or go to Kongjing?"

Su Tong smiled shortly: "Okay, but now the school has lost half of the students, why don't we open it after the freshman military exercise comes back."

"That empty mirror..."

"I'm a little tired and want to rest first."

Qiuye had no choice but to give up, watching Su Tongyang close the door, the smile on his face slowly cooling down, he sighed, and went back to his room.

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Qiu Ye suffers from insomnia again, as soon as she feels sleepy, Su Tongyang's pale face will come to mind, as well as his sad past and bloody parents deep in the memory.

I can't understand Su Tongyang's mood, so it's hard to judge whether his choice is right or wrong, or that there is no right or wrong at all, and whether it's worth it can only be measured by the steelyard in my heart.

Qiuye couldn't force Su Tongyang to change his mind, but only knew that seeing his sick face was very distressing.

He forced himself to close his eyes and go to sleep, grunted, his stomach growled, he was hungry.During the meal, he was desperately looking for topics, but he didn't eat much, so he had already digested it all.

He endured it for a while, but his stomach was empty and sore, so he had no choice but to get up and look for food.

Looking for some bread from the small kitchen, Qiu Ye walked back while gnawing, when she suddenly heard a strange noise.

Qiu Ye stopped and looked towards Su Tongyang's room.

Quietly, without any abnormalities.

Is it too hungry, hallucination?He shook his head and took another step.

There was another strange noise, this time Qiuye heard it for real, as if someone was vomiting.

It's Su Tongyang!It was definitely Su Tongyang!

"Tongyang!" Qiuye rushed to the door of his room, "Tongyang, are you feeling unwell?"

After a brief silence, a series of vomiting sounds came out, accompanied by violent gasps, as if the oxygen in the lungs was compressed, and they would suffocate in the next second.

"Tongyang, you open the door, open the door quickly!" Qiu Ye was anxious.

The door opened, and Qiuye stumbled in.

Su Tongyang knelt beside the bed, propped his hands on the ground, and there were colorful thick and turbid liquids flowing everywhere on the floor.

Qiuye didn't care about the nausea, and rushed up to hug Su Tongyang: "What's going on, what's wrong?"

Su Tongyang half leaned on Qiuye's body, clutching the front of his clothes with one hand, breathing heavily as if his throat had been cut.

"Wow!" He opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out another big mouthful of weird liquid.

Only then did Qiuye discover that these brightly colored turbid liquids were actually spit out by Su Tongyang.

What kind of weird disease is this?

At this moment, Su Tongyang looked very scary, his skin seemed to be dyed with paint, all kinds of dirty and strong colors flowed under his skin, his lips were even more blue and black, his breathing was short and rapid, as if he would die at any time.

This is clearly no ordinary illness!

"Is it a side effect of meditation?" Qiu Ye roared.

Su Tongyang pinched his throat in pain, as if doing so could relieve the pain a little, his voice was hoarse and ugly: "I don't know."

"It must be! I said that you can't just go to that kind of messy place!" Qiuye knew that it was useless to complain now, "I'll take you to the hospital, just persevere!"

Qiu Ye tried his best to support Su Tongyang, but before taking a few steps, another thought broke into his head.Somehow, he felt that this approach was more appropriate, although he didn't know why he thought so.

"I'll take you to Mr. Jing! He will definitely find a way to save you!"

Qiu Ye stuffed Su Tongyang into the car and flew to the Kongjing Health Center at the fastest speed. In the darkness, only the tail light of the car flashed by.

The door of the empty mirror is tightly closed, and the bamboo orchid bonsai at the door is blurred in the darkness.

"Open the door, open the door! Is anyone there!" Qiu Ye threw herself at Kong Jing and shouted the door as soon as she got out of the car.

As soon as the cold wind blew, he calmed down a little, and suddenly realized that knocking on the door so recklessly might not be heard at all.

He looked back at Su Tongyang in the car, the vomiting stopped, but the color of his skin became darker and darker, he lay weakly on the seat, his limbs twitched from time to time.

what to do?He could almost feel Su Tongyang's breath of life weakening.

Will he die?A chill ran down Akiba's spine.

"Mr. Jing! Is Mr. Jing here?" Qiu Ye roared desperately, anxious, worried, heartbroken, and all kinds of emotions rushed up at the same time.

Pfft!

His heart contracted violently, and the temperature of the blood in his body rose. He unconsciously squinted his eyes, the blackness in his eyes lightened slightly, and golden threads appeared from the edge of his pupils, spreading little by little.

The body was uncontrollably hot, and Qiuye's fingers twitched nervously, as if he could hear the sound of bones bursting.

Just when the eyes were about to turn golden, the door of Kong Jing opened with a bang, and his long silver hair was shining white in the darkness. Mr. Jing was wrapped in a nightgown, with bare feet, and his face was thin and angry.

Qiu Ye blinked, and the golden color instantly receded, returning to the original black.

"It's unforgivable to disturb someone's dream." Mr. Jing said with a dark handsome face.

Qiu Ye rushed in: "Mr. Jing, save my friend!"

Mr. Jing looked at the people in the car. Although the light was very dark, he could still see his strange complexion.

"Bring it in." Mr. Jing said coldly and walked into the health care center.

The empty mirror at night has a different kind of cleanliness. If you can still hear the unique noise of the city outside, then once you enter the empty mirror, you will only hear the sound of wind and cicadas.

The quiet and refreshing fragrance soothed Qiuye's restless heart, and he followed Mr. Jing with the unconscious Su Tongyang on his back, shuttling through the winding corridors.

Mr. Jing pushed aside a meditation room casually, Qiu Ye carefully placed Su Tongyang on the ground, and looked at Mr. Jing expectantly.

The current Su Tongyang is like a curtain, with strange and terrifying colors projected on him.

Mr. Jing knelt down to examine Su Tongyang carefully. He pressed his skin, then raised his hand to examine for a long time.

"What happened to him?" Qiuye asked urgently.

Mr. Jing didn't rush to answer, he put his slender fingers together and pointed at Su Tongyang's forehead.

A delicate and small alchemy array appeared between Su Tongyang's eyebrows, and a soft silver light penetrated into the skin.

Qiu Ye vaguely felt that this scene was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. Thinking about it again, he met him in front of the Heroes' Hall that night, and he also treated the white mouse in the same way.

Su Tongyang, who was in a coma, groaned in pain, and his body twitched a few times involuntarily.

Qiu Ye was so worried that she almost wanted to push Mr. Jing away, but she was afraid of disturbing his operation.

A few minutes later, the silver light dissipated, and Mr. Jing put his two fingers together.

The color in Su Tongyang's skin no longer flows, it seems to be frozen in the texture of the skin.

Qiu Ye said pleasantly: "How is it? Is he saved?"

Mr. Jing said indifferently: "His mental world is collapsing. I just help him control it temporarily. It can probably be protected temporarily for 24 hours."

Qiu Ye grabbed Mr. Jing's nightgown: "Is he in danger now? Please save him, Mr. Jing!"

Mr. Jing put on the collar that was torn off by him unhurriedly: "Save him? I can't do it."

"What?" Qiuye was very surprised. He had been doing it for a long time, pretending to be a good one, but he said he couldn't save him?

Compared to Akiba's anxiety, Mr. Jing always said slowly: "Do you know what meditation is all about?"

Qiu Ye was anxious and angry, but she didn't dare to attack, after all, the person in front of her was the person most likely to save Su Tongyang: "I'm not here to listen to your class now."

Mr. Jing watched Qiuye calmly, as if Su Tongyang's life and death had nothing to do with him.

Qiu Ye pinched Su Tongyang's cold hand and put it in her arms to keep warm: "What's the matter with meditation?"

"Spiritual strength is closely related to people's genes. Genes are the carrier of spiritual strength, or the container is more vivid. Some people have a large container, and their mental strength is high. On the contrary, their strength is low. Meditation is actually to expand the container. But the container is enlarged. The spiritual source must be replenished in time, and repeated filling can truly transform into spiritual strength, which is the true meaning of meditation to enhance spiritual strength." Mr. Jing explained, "But if the container is placed too large at once, the spiritual source cannot be filled in time , then there will be pollutants entering the spiritual world. Although it seems that they have rapidly improved their strength, in fact they will die of spiritual pollution sooner or later."

"You mean those unlicensed meditation halls out there? But if people die so soon, how can they survive?"

"Generally it's not that fast. It may take five or six years for the attack to occur, and many people died in the war, and it is impossible to wait for the day of the attack. The reason why your friend reacted so strongly is because he It’s because of the properties of light. Light energy is the purest, has very high requirements for carriers, and has very low tolerance for pollutants, so it’s what you see now.”

Qiu Ye squeezed Su Tongyang's hand tightly: "Mr. Jing, since you know so well, you must have a way to save him, right?"

"I said I couldn't do it, I never lied, my abilities are limited."

"What is restricted? I can't understand what you're talking about." Qiu Ye said anxiously, "Then what should I do? Is he going to die? Pollutants? Is it necessary to cleanse the spiritual pollution? Is the dark attribute okay? The dark attribute has devouring power, someone used the dark attribute to help me clean up my mental pollution once before!"

"The removal of spiritual pollution by dark attributes is just a way to fight poison with poison. Your friend's current spiritual world is very fragile and cannot bear the strong aggression of dark attributes."

"Then what should I do? Do you want me to watch him die?"

Mr. Jing stopped talking, and looked at Qiuye silently, and Qiuye's figure was reflected in his eyes.

Qiu Ye felt cold at the sight of him, and gradually understood, he murmured: "Are you trying to say that I can save him?"

Mr. Jing nodded slowly: "Aren't you a white mouse that has been successfully refined?"

"But there are more than a dozen dead white mice! And he's a human! Not a mouse!" Qiu Ye couldn't help but yelled out.

Mr. Jing smiled with his unique indifference and independence: "Actually, there is not much difference."

Qiuye's nerves were stretched into a thin thread, which might break at any time.

After all, the white mouse is just a mouse, but Su Tongyang is a living person and his best friend. Human body refining is a forbidden technique. If the Alchemy Association finds out, he will be sentenced to death. Fear, but the problem is that he has no confidence in this refining process. Putting a living person into an alchemy circle for refining is something he has never tried. The complexity and changeability of the human body determines that there are too many unpredictable factors in the refining process. Su Tongyang could die at any moment in his loophole-filled refinement, and Qiuye couldn't help trembling at the thought of killing him with his own hands.

But if he doesn't refine, he will die. If he tries to refine, maybe there is still a sliver of life. How can he just watch him die slowly and not try to save him, even if the hope is slim.

"You have to act fast, there are only 24 hours, and while you hesitated, another ten minutes passed." Mr. Jing said quietly.

Qiu Ye made up her mind, with a solemn expression: "I see, thank you, Mr. Mirror."

He turned on the communicator and dialed Feng Qi's phone number, and the connection was quickly connected there.

"Aren't you going to bed so late?" The picture of Feng Qi appeared in the air, and the background behind him was not in the dormitory, it seemed to be in the training hall.

"Feng Qi, do me a favor, something happened to Tong Yang."

A red head was stuffed into the picture: "What happened to him?"

It was You Zixun, who actually trained with Feng Qi.

Qiu Ye was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Seeing him suddenly in a daze, You Zixun frowned: "What's wrong with him, talk."

Qiu Ye glanced at Su Tongyang who was lying quietly on the ground: "That's right, I want to ask you to borrow a shuttle."

The corner of You Zixun's mouth twitched indistinctly: "Are you going to ask me to borrow the shuttle again?"