It's hard to imagine that two old people who seem to be my grandparents (one of them has to add dozens of Zeng) can make such a loud noise.

I covered my ears and thought.

Dean Phyllis made a gesture, and the wooden door slammed shut.

Then with a lift of the hand, a transparent cover appeared in the room.

With the appearance of this transparent cover, the chirping of insects and birds outside the house completely disappeared.

At this moment, I thought of the secret room, two men and a woman, bastard, why do I want to think about this?

"Say it again, what's on it?" Dean Phyllis walked over, his face almost pressed in front of me, and said to me.

"Alchemy, it should be this, what's wrong?" I swallowed and stepped back.

"Alchemy, it's alchemy." Dean Phyllis took a few steps back and muttered as he stamped back and forth around the room.

Tutor Louis heard what I said, glanced at Dean Phyllis, lowered his head and fell silent, and began to think.

Could it be that there is something wrong with alchemy?

I looked at the two of them and thought to myself, a little confused.

"What exactly are these books written on? What is alchemy? After a few moments, Dean Phyllis walked over and looked at me with a serious expression.

"It seems to be alchemy about the transformation of matter, what's wrong." Seeing Dean Phyllis's expression, I couldn't help but start to get nervous.

Did I read something terrible, this thing is going to kill me, right?

It's hard to say, if the content recorded in these books is exposed, I don't know how much shock it will cause.

What should I do if curiosity kills a cat?

"It's okay, it's about alchemy about the transformation of matter." Dean Phyllis breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly.

"Well, what the hell is wrong with alchemy?" I looked at Dean Phyllis suspiciously. "Why are you nervous like this?"

Or are you just acting, in order to pay less for a while?

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, the nature of profiteers awakened, and I began to speculate on Dean Phyllis's behavior.

It's hard to say, you can't let go of what you say for a while, and the conditions that should be mentioned are the same!

"Do you know the battle between gods and demons thousands of years ago?" After a moment of silence, Dean Phyllis said slowly. "It's written in the library."

"I don't know what to do!" I said confidently. "What do they do to me?"

"You can go to the library to check the details, and I'll briefly talk about the relationship between alchemy and the battle between gods and demons." Dean Phyllis didn't care either, and slowly explained.

Although Mentor Louis on the side has already begun to grit his teeth and plan how to clean me up when I go back later.

Hey, Mentor Louis, don't be like this, the battle of gods and demons is really none of our business, I don't know what happened to Lu Dao?

"The cause process and results of the war between gods and demons, because of the hundreds of years of war after the war of gods and demons, most of the historical materials have been lost, and the specific situation can no longer be studied, but." Dean Phyllis looked at me sitting behind the desk.

I stood up in good faith, pushed the chair I was sitting on, invited Dean Phyllis to sit down, and pushed a study chair for Mentor Louis.

"Many historians have a guess that the cause of the war was because of alchemy, because it is said that alchemy at that time could already steal the power of the gods and obtain the privileges of gods and demons." After sitting down, Dean Phyllis said to me, who was standing aside.

Could it be that only gods and demons know the molecular physics of the Dao, which was studied and speculated by a group of ordinary people, was so angry that they decided to kill people and kill them? That's it!

"Well, what's going on with stealing the power of the gods?" Curiosity led me to say this.

"You translate all these books and write down a comparison table of the texts. If I'm sure there's no alchemy to steal the power of the gods, I can tell you. "Dean Phyllis stared at me and made me furious." If there is such alchemy on it, then sorry. For your own good, you can live here in the future. ”

"Okay, okay, the translation and the comparison table are all easy." I nodded. "But what about the pay?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

Hmph, it seems that the previous bunch of words was really to trick me into translating for free.

I'm just too witty, haha.

Glancing at each other, Dean Phyllis said to me.

"What do you want?"

"The production method of space magic equipment, the thunder magic on the bookshelf in the back, and then a few hundred kilograms of Mithril." I didn't want to open my mouth and say it.

"Vacuum blasting!"

With a roar from Mentor Louis, a small ball of vacuum condensed by wind magic appeared not far from me, shrank sharply, and then exploded.

"Mentor Louis, you want to kill someone!" Looking at the stone floor that had been shaken into powder not far from me, I said with a trembling voice.

"Do you know how excessive your demands are?" Mentor Louis said angrily. "The first two are incomparably precious knowledge, and hundreds of kilograms of Mithril are also worth it, do you know how much it is worth?"

"Luis, don't be impulsive just yet." Dean Phyllis stopped the angry Mentor Louis and turned to look at me with a kind expression. "Aside from Mithril, if you have the qualifications to learn lightning magic, you can read a few low-level magics. Why do you want how to make space magic equipment? ”

One sings red-faced and the other white-faced?

Dean Phyllis is not familiar with it, let's not talk about it, Mentor Louis, you have an angry look? I don't even kick it!

"I heard that space magic can cut everything as long as you brush it, and you can also teleport and open up a space to carry around, how much money can you make if you run transportation." I said casually. "So I'd like to see if I can use space equipment to reverse the use of space magic."

"Oh, are you so sure you can reverse the space magic?" Dean Phyllis looked at me with interest. "If it's just an analysis, as a condition for translation, my space magic equipment can be lent to you."

"Hey, what about thunder magic and Mithril?" I said with a look on my face that you had forgotten something.

With a "boom", another stone slab not far from me was shattered by Mentor Louis's vacuum blast.

"Thunder magic and Mithril." I swallowed and held out my hand.

For the sake of profit, I don't even want my life!

Dean Phyllis wiped it and didn't know if he was angry or laughing and sweating, his face was a little deformed, as if he had never seen such a dead-faced begging person.

Mentor Louis on the side is really angry now with what I know about him.

The blue tendons on his forehead have flare up!

PS: What about the alchemy of stealing the power of the gods, those who have played paralyzing anger should know the way, if you dare to spoil, each person has a blasting armor-piercing arrow, which is guaranteed to turn chrysanthemums into sunflowers, from beginning to end.