Closing the door, Tang Bai shrank his body into a soft chair. The reddened charcoal fire in the fireplace bakes the temperature of the study and blocks the cold air outside. Feeling the soft and warm touch coming from his back, Tang Bai swayed around in the chair for a moment, adjusted a comfortable angle, and then took out the alchemy notebook that Bogin-Bock handed him.

Fingers gently peeled off the lock of the note cover, and Tang Bai opened the note. The first thing that catches your eye is not the blank paper in Tang Bai's imagination, but a lifelike, three-dimensional and realistic portrait.

The man looked very old, with a high nose, closed eyes, and a serene and calm demeanor, like an old man who had fallen asleep. Tang Bai's palm subconsciously flipped back a few times, and on each piece of parchment, there was a portrait of such a character.

Each of the avatars in it is different in terms of outfit and face. These are all the ancestors of the Bock family who have passed away over the centuries.

Turning the parchment back to the first chapter, Tang Bai took out a glass bottle filled with a red viscous liquid from his arms. Pull out the cork, and a bloody breath hits my nose. It's in the blood of Borgin Burke. It is also an important key to reawaken this note.

Tang Bai turned the mouth of the bottle, and a drop of blood swayed and fell down, dripping on the figure on the parchment.

Lines of blurred handwriting, as the blood dissolves and soaks, gradually become clear in the blank space below the portrait. Tang Bai's gaze swept over the handwriting that suddenly appeared, and blinked his eyes in the soft dim and bright candlelight.

These inscriptions describe the name of the figure and list the most notable alchemical achievements of his life.

After reading the lines of handwriting, Tang Bai subconsciously flipped to another piece of parchment, only to see that on the other piece of parchment, such a small and clear line of himself also emerged. Tang Bai was not in a hurry to take the next step, but carefully flipped through the thick parchment and looked at the handwriting that emerged.

Abruptly, a line of words that surprised and familiar Tang Bai appeared under his eyes.

“…… The creator of the time turner......"

Tang Bai was stunned for a moment, and his gaze went up again to review the appearance of the portrait and his name.

Hebrew Bock! Six generations of Alchemists of the Bock family!

Another drop of blood, dripping onto the parchment. Under Tang Bai's gaze, the head of Hebrew Bock, who was still asleep, slowly opened his eyes as if he was about to wake up, and yawned greatly under Tang Bai's nose.

"Hmm, who are you? I don't feel the blood of the Burke family in you. Hebrew-Bock opened his eyes and looked at Tang Bai, frowning slightly: "Could it be that the great Bock family has been removed from the list, and the clansmen have all died?" Even this important inheritance notebook actually fell into the hands of someone who was not from the Bock family. ”

"No, the Bock family still exists, and your people still exist." Tang Bai put the note on his knee, put the palm of his left hand under the note and gently supported it, tilted his head and said.

"Of course I know that I still have people alive. Without the blood of the Bock family, you would not have been able to awaken me. What I want to know is what happened? Hebrew Bock's temper was obviously a little short-tempered, and as soon as Tang Bai's words fell, he scolded him.

"I made a deal with the current patriarch of the Bock family, Borgin Bock. This notebook is one of the deals. Of course, the success of the transaction depends on whether you cooperate or not. If you don't cooperate, maybe I'll have to call Bogin Bock and ask him to give you an order. It seems that you cannot disobey the demands of the patriarch of the Bock family. ”

Tang Bai flicked his chin with the index finger of his right hand, and said in a flat tone.

"What kind of deal would make that little guy in Bojin willing to agree to such a condition?" Hebrew-Bock's tone was a little surprised, more incredulous.

"An artifact." Tang Bai did not hide the key points of the transaction.

"Artifact?" Hebrew-Bock's two curved eyebrows immediately furrowed, and he stared at Tang Bai suspiciously, as if he wanted to confirm whether Tang Bai was lying.

"Yes. An artifact that suited him well and might take his alchemy to the next level. "Everything Tang Bai said is true, and naturally there will be no weakness in his heart, and there is no need to act and act and other emotions. So whether it is the tone of his speech or the expression on his face, he is very calm. So that Hebrew Bock could not see the slightest abnormality.

"What kind of artifact is it?" Hebrew Bock seemed to be a little interested in the artifact Tang Bai was talking about, and asked aloud.

"Poseidon's Trident, do you need to take a look?" Tang Bai asked tentatively.

A look of hesitation appeared on Hebrew Bock's face, but he still shook his head and rejected Tang Bai's kindness: "I'm just curious about an outstanding alchemy item as an alchemist. If I had been in my life, I would never have rejected your proposal. But now I've been dead for hundreds of years. ”

"Is there any difference?" Tang Bai was a little stunned in his heart.

"Of course there is a difference. I'm just some of Hebrew-Bock's consciousness and memory. All my knowledge and memories come from Hebrew Bock during my lifetime. I inherited everything he knew and mastered, but that's all. Hebrew Bock said with a lonely expression.

"Is it some kind of restriction?" Tang Bai seemed to have a hazy understanding in his heart.

"Yes, it's the limit! Aside from being able to remember your face and that of many of the descendants of the Boke family, I can't continue to learn and accommodate other knowledge, and I can't achieve any other alchemical achievements with my existing knowledge. Everything about me was confined to death, and I couldn't break free from the shackles he left behind. I can only know what Hebrew Bock knows, and I can only master what he knows. But I could never surpass him. ”

Hebrew Bock exclaimed loudly, "As an alchemist, it is a great disaster to be unable to achieve anything more in alchemy. So I've always tried to avoid alchemy items that interest me. lest the regret in my heart be greater. ”

When the words landed, Hebrew Bock didn't wait for Tang Bai to say anything, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and quickly shifted the topic elsewhere, "Okay, okay!" Say what you mean, do you want to know something from me, or do you want to learn alchemy from me? ”