The fragments are placed on a metal table, surrounded by a circle of grooves to facilitate the flow of blood, and there is a small opening at one end, which connects to a tube that runs down the legs, and at the end of the tube is a container, translucent material, like crystal, which can be seen through the layers of fog-like cracks, and the dark red liquid that is half filled inside, is blood.

The ground is very neat, there is no dust, but there are more hidden lines, that are lines that cannot be seen with the naked eye, it may be the reason for the long-term cultivation of spiritual power, some of the sharpness has improved, even if you can't see the specifics, but you also know that under or above this piece of flatness on the ground, some graphics have actually been outlined.

Some dimly lit interiors, because the light from the outside is not fully illuminated, on the walls, there are several oval crystals, some translucent, some solid, and on the other side of the long table, there are many cold metals, they have different shapes and materials, and it is impossible to tell what they are used for.

On the other side was a bookshelf-like existence, from the floor to the ceiling, several floors, each of which contained some things, liquids of various colors in bottles, wriggling creatures in boxes, and grinning plants in small pots.

Holding a knife and standing at a metal table, like a surgeon, it seems to be the most normal person in such an environment.

He was wearing black clothes, pitch black color, it is conceivable, even if it is splashed with blood spots, no one will see anything at all, it is a very absorbent black, the kind of robe with long straight feet and naked feet, straight and straight, no waist, revealing a stereotypical and dull feeling.

The sleeves at the cuff may be for ease of movement, and there is a film-like feeling on the hand, like the existence of the isolation effect of rubber gloves, and the membrane that can see the palm print cannot retain blood, and there is blood dripping down, and the few drops that fall on the table quickly converge, and when the blood beads become larger, they will flow to the groove with the previous traces and merge into it.

The limbs were cut into pieces, as if extracting the same existence from them, and among those fragments, one was complete, that is, the one in front of him, it was a cartilage structure, white, surrounded by the surrounding blood, and some pink flesh had not been scraped, and for a while it was impossible to make out what it was.

The blood on his hands was almost dripping, and when he put down the knife in his hand, the blade flashed with cold light, very sharp, and rested on the metal table, making a crisp sound.

I closed my eyes for a moment, as if I was feeling a little uncomfortable.

Inside the cabinet below, there was a small sound, and it was impossible to tell what was coming from, and it seemed to be aware of the silence outside, and soon quieted down.

The man who opened his eyes again was full of helplessness, this is really a not so fun profession-

Alchemist.

The original meaning of alchemy was to refine some grass, wood, stone or other things of little use and value into gold, and with the development of this profession, the content of this profession became more extensive, with the help of theological rituals or some mysterious magic arrays, refining a certain existence into another existence, refining something to complete another thing, refining a certain life into another new life.

From the last point of view, alchemy may also contain part of the power of pseudo-scientific creation, and the collection of theological and magical mysteries to form a discipline that can be systematically composed of certain rules.

Alchemists came into being, it sounds like it should be a very lucrative profession, the most basic ones are like potions, the most mysterious ones are like life, and some of them have special uses, and they are rare and expensive, so they should be very profitable, but the original owner is not such a simple alchemist.

What kind of ability is it to only refine that kind of simple thing, the original owner's theory is still more far-sighted, believing that all serving one's own body is the highest meaning of the alchemist, that is, the relatively forbidden alchemy of life.

In fact, when most alchemists grope for alchemy programs, they inevitably have some low-level lifeforms, such as the two placed on the bookshelf, one is a plant-like carnivorous species, with low intelligence, and can be as obedient as a watchdog, and the other is a worm locked in a translucent box, which is really like a worm in appearance, and can eat anything, including metal, but it can be digested for a long time, and it cannot reproduce - most alchemy creatures cannot reproduce.

The function of the worm is to clean up the laboratory, no matter how dirty the laboratory is, as long as you open the box and let go of the worm, the other party will be able to clean up those excess parts, and even the blood clots in the grooves will not be spared, ensuring that the cleaning is complete.

Even now, the worms are still small, and the amount of food is also small, and under the control of the alchemist, it takes too long to complete all the cleaning work, and a few days is obviously not suitable for the alchemist who has a lot of new ideas in one day to meet the needs of experiments.

Purple steam rose in a corner, the liquid in the glass container bubbled, and the sound came again from the cabinet below, a very soft sound, more like a reminder.

Without thinking about anything else, the alchemist Cyril turned his head and walked over and turned off the still burning flame, which was a simple switch, much like the switch of a lamp, one positive and one negative, pressing one side would turn off the flame directly, and pressing the other side would cause the flame to burn again.

The purple mist had a not-so-pleasant taste, Cyril frowned, the recipe was recalled, but it was a not-so-pleasant memory, like a prelude to a dark dish, different from the dark cauldron stew, presumably how to turn those solids into the liquid it is today.

Magic, theology, whatever, there are always additives that make this change happen, and what the result, obviously, neither the original owner nor him, is missing a test drug.

The pull ring of the lower cabinet is on top, there is a simple groove there, when the pull tab is stuck on it, it becomes a lock, and it is very simple to open, go around, release the pull ring, pull it open, and the door of the cabinet will open.

Inside the cabinet of the black hole, a pair of eyes were a little bright, they were a pair of eyes that were whiter than black, black and white, with a black body and face, no hair, it was the size of a human five-year-old child, with short limbs, a slender torso, a bit like a dachshund, on all fours, whining and poking out its head, it was a distorted face, a part like a dog, a part like a cat, a part like a human...

This is also the product of a certain alchemy, the forbidden alchemy of life, fused with some miscellaneous flesh and soul, about a soul, the original owner's alchemy level is not high, not to the extent that he can perceive the soul, he estimated that he did the experiment, the result, not good, not bad, and the imaginary want to get the Warcraft is too different, the only benefit, probably is that it really contains the soul of a person, this guy's IQ is not bad, and he can do some basic laboratory cleaning work.

I will also try drugs every day, and the original owner's idea is "I don't know what it is anyway, and if I die, I will die, and if I can become something, it will be better".

It is impossible to raise, and only after it is determined that the other party is a carnivorous person at the beginning, the body of this deformed creature is carefully studied only after each drug test.

This kind of treatment is not good, but the dependence of alchemy creatures on the alchemist is from the opening of those eyes, even if it is the enemy of the alchemist, after being alchemized, there will only be loyalty and dependence on the alchemist, this is a rule that does not need to be guaranteed by a magic contract, similar to the creator to the creator.

With such a rule, it is no wonder that many alchemists will reach out to life alchemy, and can create some beings who are loyal to themselves and only loyal to themselves, and that sense of security is much more than that of assistants, apprentices, and retinues.

On the surface, the alchemy of life, which is forbidden by the laws of the kingdom, exists and continues in this way, of course, on the surface, all the alchemists will deny that they are doing this, and one of the most important things to deny is human alchemy.

Really, people are counted as a kind of alchemy material, and put into the alchemy laboratory.

Unfortunately, the original owner was the one who couldn't resist using people to alchemy, and even more unfortunately, he was discovered by someone doing this.

Ogres go with people, and when the latter is numerous and knows the identity of the former, even if the former can eat people, the final result will only be □□.

Well, looking at the flattering creature that honestly circled around him, Cyril wondered if this creature had a human soul in him?

The film on his hand was a kind of slime, which was originally the product of a certain alchemist's failed alchemy, but after discovering that this product could be cleaned as easily as a glove, the slime was bought out by the merchant and turned into a product, which was made by some low-level alchemists and sold to other alchemists.

That alchemy program also allowed the alchemist who lost his horse to win an academic award, which can be described as fame and fortune.

This experience is still very inspiring, every year there are some young people to join the ranks of alchemists, it is really that the threshold of some alchemy programs is too low, no theological knowledge is required, no magic is required, simple manual can be done, for some people who want to make money, this is also a craft.

- Some wonderful handiwork.

Of course, those alchemists who have not undergone formal training are despised by real alchemists, but in the merchants, these alchemists are still very useful, so they are called low-level alchemists, which means that they can perform some simple alchemy that does not require magic and theology.

A solvent was taken out to wash the hands, and the film dissolved into a slimy gelatinous substance, which was washed away by the water.

"Clean up here. With this command to the nameless creature, Cyril took off his black coat, which looked like a surgical gown, and walked out of the laboratory with light steps, as the original owner remembered.

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