Chapter 3: Poetry and Distance

Judging by the sound, Mochi judged that the explosion was coming from the basement. Walking down the old wooden staircase, Moqi saw the pharmacist Johan standing in front of the pitch-black laboratory table with a disappointed expression, the black smoke had not yet dissipated, and the pharmacist was standing in the center of the explosion site, with a very punk hairstyle.

Moqi, who was originally very depressed, was amused by this guy's appearance.

"What went wrong? Every step of mine is exactly the same as in the book! Qiao Han looked at this mess with a dumbfounded expression, a little unable to believe the reality, "The amount of purified matter is far from reaching the theoretical value, and the reaction is incomplete, why does it suddenly explode?" ”

The fundamental reason for your failure is that you didn't delve into goblin technology, boy. Mochi sneered. Based on the remnants of the equipment on the bench—the still, the condenser tube, the alcohol lamp, and the asbestos net—Mochi could roughly tell that Chauhan was doing some kind of purification experiment. Because Mo Qi has been learning about chemistry, he can't help but be a little curious when he sees the pharmacist's experiment, and he also wants to see how similar this otherworldly alchemy experiment is to the chemical experiment on Earth.

"It's already the fiftieth time, why? Why am I always so unlucky? The pharmacist crouched on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Why am I always so unlucky...... "Mochi muttered the pharmacist's words, which sounded familiar, as if Mochi had asked the same question to others.

Approaching the test table, by observing the explosion of the glassware, Mochi can roughly deduce that the explosion is caused by the heating of the reaction device, and it is very likely that after a certain amount of distillate is produced, Qiao Han failed to stop the heating in time, causing the temperature in the reaction bottle to go out of control, and finally the explosion.

However, this is only speculation, the alchemy experiment of the other world is still very new to Moqi, and there are many reasons that can cause the explosion of the experiment, such as the blockage of the mouth of the condenser tube, such as the use of a low boiling point solvent, and the lowest level of error - the wrong addition of reagents caused by the chaotic management of reagents is also possible. When he was a teaching assistant, Mochi had seen all kinds of strange operations in the experiments of college freshmen. However, doing this kind of simple experiment can blow up the test bench like this, which is considered a great talent.

Mochi picked up some of the charred books on the floor, and the page that opened was supposed to be the experiment that Chauhan was doing. Unfortunately, he couldn't read the text in the book, but just by looking at the pictures, he could roughly understand the purpose and steps of the experiment. The distillation and purification experiment in the book adopts a very classical experimental method, which is much more expensive than the method of later generations, and the process is more testing the experimenter's operating skills, and this experimental method is more like a wonderful classical art than the means of industrial production. Although the methods of later generations were simpler and more sophisticated, every time Mochi read about the experimental designs of his predecessors, he was still amazed by the great creativity of the ancient pioneers. Moreover, the level of hand-drawing of the illustrations of these books is also difficult for later experimenters to achieve.

"No, I'll have to try again, if I fail again...... Wait, why is there a fishman in my lab? When Mochi was about to further analyze the experimental procedures, he was discovered by Chauhan, who picked up a broom in the corner and rudely kicked Moqi out.

Fortunately, the fish-man's movements were agile enough, and Mo Qi was not swept away by the broom.

"You filthy fish-man! Don't touch my books! Also, Cedric remember to take care of your fishmen! Mochi hid behind the stairs and listened to Chauhan's roar with a nonchalant face.

"No one can say a word to me in the lab!"

You know, Mo Qi is a man known as the "Lab South Batian" in school. There has never been a tutor who can refuse his consultation, and no younger student can refuse his guidance, who has been wandering in the city's major senior laboratories all the year round, enjoying the priority right to use various imported analytical instruments, relying on what? It relies on this cheeky skin that can't be stabbed, poked, hammered, and corroded by sulfuric acid.

So when Johan turned around, Mochi slipped into the lab again.

He hid in the corner, watched as Chauhan linked the lab equipment, and checked the tightness of the lab equipment.

The explosion does not appear to be the cause of the equipment. Mochi analyzed.

Then, Qiao Han began to prepare the experimental ingredients, "Next is the Doomsday Grass Slurry. ”

Qiao Han talked to himself, and crushed a variety of dark green herbs in a mortar, and in the process of grinding, the other party also used some white sand grains, which Moqi guessed was something similar to silica, and its function was to increase the coefficient of friction. However, what made Mochi most curious was the plant called "Doomsday Grass", and when it was crushed, the branches and leaves that flowed from the Doomsday Grass were fluorescent green.

"I really want to know the main ingredients in the extract!" Mochi was always curious about the unknown.

After several times of filtration by Chauhan, the green liquid becomes much clearer, and then it is distilled and purified. As a patient with OCD, it is indescribably refreshing to see the wonderful changes in the test fluid. The conditions and reagent quantities of all experiments should be accurate, and when the amount of reaction products produced is closest to the theoretical value, Moqi will have a sense of fulfillment, and when the "full" beautiful purifier is preserved, the sense of accomplishment is simply incomparable.

Chauhan's experimental operation was not flawless, but it was not intolerable, and his level of operation was more formal than Mochi had imagined, and there were no major flaws. At this point, Mochi admits that it was because the explosion was a bit preconceived.

However, at the end of the experiment, the temperature in the reaction flask was out of control. Mo Qi had no choice but to push Qiao Han away and stop continuing to warm up.

"You damn fish-man! Disturb my experiments again! Chowhan didn't know that it was Mochi who prevented the explosion from happening again, he was just a little angry that the fish-man interrupted the experiment.

Mochi waved his hand, then pointed to the bottom of the flask.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Han sensed the strangeness of the fish-man in front of him.

Mochi pointed to the bottom of the flask again.

Qiao Han looked in the direction of Moqi's finger and couldn't help but shout, "Wait! What are these black particles, according to the records in the book, this experiment should only produce extremely small amounts of solid impurities! Why are there so many black particles? ”

"Could it be that these particles are the cause of the explosion?" Qiao Han asked, somewhat uncertain.

Mochi nodded. Mochi did not know the specific reaction formula of the purification reaction, but fortunately, the process of chemical analysis was more like logical reasoning. Looking at Chauhan's experiments, it is not difficult to see that the conditions for the formation of explosive substances are high temperatures and the accumulation of large quantities of this black particle.

"But where do these particles come from? My reagents were all purchased from the Royal Society of Pharmacists and should have no problem. The steps of grinding and filtering are also carried out strictly according to the steps in the book. Qiao Han really couldn't analyze what went wrong.

The black particles were a by-product of the reaction, and they should not have been present in this experiment, but they did occur. And it will continue to react with the reaction solution in the bottle under high temperature conditions, releasing a large amount of explosive gas. If there is no problem with the equipment and experimental operation, Mo Qi estimates that the problem lies in the experimental raw materials.

With this in mind, Mochi began to search every corner of the laboratory, from the equipment cabinet to the storage box, from the bottom of the lab table to the large cabinet at the door......

"Hey! What are you doing, you fishman? Don't touch my lab equipment, do you know how hard that glass tube is to get your hands on? Chauhan shouted at Mochi.

"Found it!" After turning the lab upside down, Mochi finally pulled out a sack full of Doomgrass from the corner of the lab.

In order to prove his conjecture, Mochi snatched Chauhan's alchemical book again.

"You damn fish-man, put down my book! Otherwise, I'll make you a grilled fish!" Johan's speech was already starting to rub the fireball on his chest.

Sure enough, as Mo Qi expected, this Qiao Han was really a fire-type person.

Mo Qi didn't dare to use his current HP and fire resistance to eat a fireball technique. Before Johan's spell guidance was complete, Moqi placed two different plants of Doom in front of him, along with the alchemical book.

"Count your acquaintance and give me back the book. What do you mean? Ah! It's hot...... Whew, whew, whew! Qiao Han extinguished the flames in his hands in embarrassment, and the blazing fire elemental almost burned a large hole in his robe.

Mo Qi pointed to the two Doomsday Plants, and then to the illustration of the Doomsday Grass in the book.

"What are you doing here? These two plants are doomsday grass, and the doomsday grass drawn on this book is also doomsday, and they naturally look exactly the same. Qiao Han said without thinking.

Mochi shook his head in disappointment. Obviously, the other party failed to understand what Moqi meant. Not being able to speak lingua franca is a troublesome thing to do. Mo Qi could only speak at the speed of his body language, first pointing to the picture on the book, then to the doomsday grass on his left, and then nodded slightly. Then he pointed to the picture in the book, and then pointed to the doomsday grass on his right, and then shook his head slightly.

Qiao Han reacted for a moment, then pointed to the Doomsday Grass on Mochi's left: "You mean to say that this Doomsday Grass is the same as the one recorded in the book. ”

Mochi nodded.

"And a doomsday grass is not the same as the one in the book?"

Mochi nodded slightly in agreement again. As a fish-man, his biggest advantage now is that he has a big head, so as long as he nods slightly, others can see clearly. This is also a very sad racial talent.

"How so?" After Mochi's reminder, Chauhan approached the book to take a closer look at the two plants that looked almost identical, and soon noticed the difference between the two—one was exactly the same as the one in the book, while the other had white spots on the leaves that were not recorded in the book.

Mochi was about to remind Johan of the significance of this distinction when Cedric appeared in the basement room.

"Ah, Dandan, so you're here. I couldn't leave the house, but I had someone get fresh clams for you! You'll love it. Cedric Carlstone holds a keg. Moqi saw the clams with kelp still hanging from the bucket and felt that he was more than half full.

"Can I choose not to eat it? Hey, you're not really going to feed me this, are you? "I was unwilling, but Moqi, who was a fishman, couldn't compete with Cedric in terms of strength attributes, so I could only be taken away by Cedric.

Johan watched the fishman and Cedric leave, and when the fishman was far away, he realized what had just happened - he was actually guided by a fishman!

But when will the fish-men understand plague alchemy, which Chauhan regarded as the "most esoteric art"?

On the other hand, poor Moqi was hungry, but he still didn't have any appetite for a whole bucket of raw clams. Although clams can be eaten raw by humans, they are cold food with a sea-like smell, and there is no way to compare it with hot food.

With the great ambition of "braised chicken and rice", Mochi was destined not to stay in this place for long. Now that he has come to Azeroth, he naturally wants to explore this world, eat the entire Eastern Kingdom, go to Thunder Cliff to watch the sunrise, go to Stormwind City to beat Anduin, go to Silvermoon City to tease the blood elf girls, go to the Crystal Song Forest to climb trees, go to Pandaria to drink spirits, go to Vaskir to ride a seahorse, and go to Torville to hunt for treasure......

In addition to the clams in front of you, there are also blood elf girls and distant delicacies. Thinking of this, Moqi hid in a corner where no one was around, summoned the attribute panel—open the package—select the card pack, and a new hint popped up in the field of vision-

Do you want to open the card pack?

"Yes!"

A dazzling flash of gold, three black poker-sized cards appeared in front of Moch. The cards are made of a material that Moqi has never seen before, hard as metal, yet as thin as paper, and the back of the card is engraved with intricate and complex patterns that look like some kind of magic circle, and if you look closely, Moqi can see that there is a golden light flowing in those lines, like a golden river buried in the depths of the earth.

Looking at the first card, the card is a middle-aged man with a fortune who is looking straight ahead with a cold gaze, and seeing the old treacherous and cunning eyes, Mo Qi feels that his whole life has been calculated by the other party-

[Brutal Leadership]

[Type: Squire]

[Quality: Normal]

[Attack: 0]

[Defense: 2]

[Warcry: Enrage - When the squire appears, deal a small amount of damage to the target character and increase all of the target character's stats for a short time]

[Summoning Follower Cooldown: 48 hours]

"Don't tell me you can't do it! Remember, there are always more ways than difficulties! ”】

"It's an unsettling card." Mochi commented in his mind.

Then there is the second card, which is a smartphone.

[Old iPhone]

[Type: Weapon (Off-Hand)]

[Attack: Very Weak]

[Note: When the wielder will take fatal damage, the music will be automatically played, and the wielder will gain damage immunity while the music is playing.] 】

["An Apple phone that has been changed hands many times, it seems that only the music playback function remains. ”】

"It's a mobile phone? If only there were other functions, I would be able to post on Moments. After complaining about the temperament of the characters on the card, Moqi turned his gaze to the last card, which was a skill card -

【Particularly Unstable Portal】

[Type: Skill]

[Quality: Rare]

[Energy Cost: 1 Energy Crystal]

[Skill Description: Randomly Summoning Squires]

[Special note: The summoned earthlings do not distinguish between friend and foe, please use with caution!] 】

"It doesn't look like this card can be used yet. The energy crystals are all dull gray, and there are no conditions for unlocking energy crystals in the panel...... That's a bit of a hassle. "Other than that, Mochi's ability is not so rebellious, he can crush others, and he urgently needs to find a chance to try his card ability when no one else is around. Placing the cards in a quaint black card book, the Book of Rules is a hardcover book with a thick texture reminiscent of the mysterious and solemn Codex.

The cards weren't strong enough to fulfill his dream of traveling across Azeroth, and Moch needed more ways to improve his abilities.

But the first thing to do is to improve your diet.