In the laboratory, the old alchemist was teaching his disciples in a serious manner.

"As an alchemist, you have to have this kind of awareness," Norton said, propping his glasses.

"If you put on your eyes, you are a weak scholar, and you can fight hand-to-hand with your sleeves up.

"For example," Norton said, clearing his throat.

"What would you do if your opponent grabbed a melon field from you, and this is an important property for us alchemists?"

"Negotiate with him".

"Why are you so unenlightened?"

"But teacher, are you going to do something bad!" Yang Jian was like an innocent lamb, looking at the floor pitifully, as if he was unwilling in his heart.

When Norton heard this, he silently unbuttoned his coat, followed by his underwear.

Yang Jian looked at it, and he was stunned for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence in his mouth: "Teacher, I don't do it."

Norton's face was solemn, and then he took off his underwear, revealing a body of tendon flesh, as well as large and small scars, which looked shocking, and the burn marks looked like they were wounded by magical flames.

Yang Jian's eyes also became solemn.

"Master, you are also an old man."

"Of course, your teacher also used to eat with a knife back then."

Norton let out a long sigh.

When Norton was ostracized in the Delos Empire, he went to Hutton Marr and founded the Alchemists' Guild.

He is too stubborn and believes that science is all about magic, so he has never gotten along with the people of the Magic Guild.

The leader of the Magic Guild, Saran, finally broke out into an unprecedented conflict with him, and they decided to debate it in front of the public.

There were countless onlookers at this debate, and Norton's profound knowledge proved on the spot that no matter how clever magic is, it is only an advanced science.

He even claimed that magic flames could only deceive children, and that he could do it by giving him a bottle of white phosphorus, and what kind of water magic, he could also do it by flying an airship and throwing a few pieces of dry ice in the air.

Shalan's lungs were about to explode, and she threatened to retaliate on the spot, which then logically turned into a fight.

The Magic Guild sent people to house arrest several key members of the Alchemy Guild.

Norton personally intervened to ask for help, but was severely injured by the thugs of the Magic Guild, and finally had to rest the matter.

Since then, Norton has actively courted adventurers in order to avenge his revenge.

"In this world of the jungle, hard fists and power are the last word." Norton concluded.

"As a seventy or eighty-year-old teacher, I should have found a place to recuperate, but the shame of that year is vivid." There was anger in Norton's eyes.

"If you come out to mix, you will have to pay it back sooner or later!" Yang Jian's eyes were also burning with rage.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly the billowing flames burst out.

"Good apprentice", Norton put on his clothes, "so we need to develop strength at the moment".

"Master, I have an idea", Yang Jian wanted to speak and stopped.

"Say!"

"I have a hunch that the price of the Flame Pinoche card will rise, and it will rise sharply."

"Young people have ideas to do boldly, and I, an old man, can help just say it, and don't have to be vague."

Yang Jian immediately made a gesture of counting the money.

"Uh", Norton was silent for a moment, then he removed the key tab around his neck.

"This is the unlocking key for our union safe",

"Take it and use it, it's not enough for my bad old man to squeeze out some of his trouser belts."

After taking the key, Yang Jian felt his eyes sour.

Seeing Yang Jian turn around, Norton's old voice said: "Win glory for us, don't let people laugh at me for being a loser when Norton is old."

Yang Jian closed the door, tears streaming down his face.