Three days later, the spirit of the Messiah was in the sea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wisdom and Brain Proofreading!" said the Messiah in the center of the Spiritual Sea.

"Proofreading..... Fit 100%... Judgment success!" came the mechanical voice again.

"It worked!"

The Messiah strode towards the alchemy area, he waited for this moment for a long time, "The next thing is the actual operation in the alchemy room!

In the past three days, the Messiah has used double the time to conduct alchemical simulations in the spiritual sea, even to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

During the 24-hour day, the Messiah was so crazy every day that he spent nearly forty hours on the alchemical simulation of the "magic respirator".

Moreover, if it weren't for the conservation of matter in the Spirit Sea, the alchemy materials that were consumed in the Spirit Sea alone, if converted according to the real world, he would have spent more than four million gold coins in just three days.

If in the eyes of outsiders, spending more than four million gold coins to carry out an entry-level alchemy refining, this is simply not a rich man, it is simply a brain disease.

However, the effect obtained is also very obvious, the Messiah can already refine the "Magic Respirator" similar to instinct at this time!

-------------

Stomata in the city, alchemy area.

"Here's a fifty-meter water pressure for the refining materials of the Demonic Respirator!" Messiah said to a girl from the Clam Clan with a polite face as he stood in the material exchange area.

"Okay, thank you for your patronage... A total of two thousand three hundred gold coins!" the girl took out a wrapped package from under the counter and slowly handed it to the Messiah.

The Messiah handed over the gold coin with some pain, and then strode over to an alchemy table beside it.

He had simulated this alchemy too many times in the spiritual sea, but in the real world, he still didn't know whether it would succeed.

Thinking of this, the Messiah stood on the alchemy table and began to fiddle with the various alchemy tools with great skill.

"Isn't that person the guy named Messiah from a few days ago?" On the alchemy table in the corner, someone suddenly looked at Messiah with some doubts.

"Yes, that guy with almost extreme qualifications, he hasn't been here for three days, and I thought he was so ashamed that he gave up!" another entry-level alchemist continued.

"Actually, it's a good choice for him to give up!!" The apprentice on the other side looked at the Messiah in a very pitiful tone and suddenly said: "After all, with such a mediocre qualification, I'm afraid that he has invested 30,000 gold coins, and he may not be able to refine the magic pattern alchemy that can be used..."

"You guys...."

The old alchemist who was teaching them next to him shook his head and scolded gently: "Everyone has their advantages and disadvantages, there is no need to be sarcastic, your current 'Demonic Respirator' refining power is too low, let's go back and improve your proficiency..."

While Sark scolds the sneering students around him...

Boom!

With a crisp sound, the Messiah in the distance stood on the alchemy table, looked at the "Demon Respirator" that had been successfully refined in his hand, and then showed a satisfied look.

It seems that after confirming the results, the Messiah does not hesitate, as if he ignores the eyes around him, and is about to leave....

"That guy, this is a successful refining?"

An alchemy apprentice looked at the Messiah and showed a slightly mocking look: "In a few words, we have refined the magic pattern breathing apparatus, what is he as alchemy?!!?

"I guess it's a show!"

Another apprentice answered, and said with a look of disdain, "What did this Messiah do with divine alchemy?"

"We need an average of thirty minutes of refining time, and he actually took more than two minutes to refine it, even if the old alchemy master is fast and experienced, it is difficult to succeed in refining!"

But it was at this moment that the old Arcanist suddenly moved, and he looked at the Messiah as if he had sensed something.

He quickly strode up to the Messiah, and in an inexplicable tone, asked the Messiah, "Messiah, can you give me the 'Demonic Respirator' you just refined?"

The Messiah was about to leave when he suddenly heard a voice and slowly raised his head.

He noticed that Sark was looking at him with a look full of expectations, and he paused: "Lord Sark, this is what I spent two thousand three hundred gold coins to refine, and I can't ..... it."

For this, it is not the Messiah Asia-Pacific pick.

It's the amount of investment that Midku gave him... It's 100,000 gold coins, and if you don't save some now, 100,000 gold coins will be spent quickly.

"Two thousand three hundred gold coins?"

Hearing this, Sack seemed to suddenly understand something, and stretched out his hand to hand over more than two thousand gold coins, "Then let's do it, Messiah, can I buy your 'Demon Respirator'?"

When the Messiah saw this, he was really embarrassed to refuse, although he didn't know the intention of Sack to choose to buy his "magic respirator", but he still agreed.

Then the Messiah nodded politely and walked away quickly...

-----------

"Lord Sark doesn't have to worry about the face of such a person...", said an apprentice next to him.

In his opinion, it was Sack who spent more than 2,000 gold coins to buy the "Magic Exhaler" refined by the Messiah in order to care about the dignity of the Messiah.

When another student heard this, he also reacted, and after hearing the explanation, he thought it was the same, so he opened his mouth and said, "That's it, this kind of person with despicable qualifications and who loves to put on a show, Master Sax doesn't have to worry about him!"

"Lord Sark?"

"Lord Sark??"

The apprentices only then realized that Sark was bowing his head, holding the "Magic Respirator" in his hand stupidly, his eyes glazed, completely ignoring the shouts of the apprentices next to him.

"It's really... Amazing!!"

After a long time, Zak spit out a sentence in a very trembling voice: "This magic pattern alchemy is simply the most perfect work of art?!!!"

"It's a genius! a peerless genius!!!"

"Perfect!!!Every texture, every edge, every corner is just that... Invulnerable!!" Sack suddenly burst into exclamation!!

"In just three days, you can refine a magic pattern tool that is comparable to a perfect work of art!"

"Genius!!Peerless Genius!!"

After saying this, Sack seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then suddenly raised his head, suddenly looked at the apprentices around him, and asked anxiously and loudly, "What about the Messiah... Where did he go!!"

"He's just gone.." The apprentice, who had just reacted, looked at Zac with an excited face and replied in a low voice.

"So, do any of you know where the Messiah lives?" Sark asked, looking up, pulling one of the apprentices' shoulders and shaking them with an excited expression. "Does anyone of you know??"

The responses were sparse and sparse "I don't know!" and "I don't know!"

"The Messiah's clothing and garments should be very poor..."

An apprentice with a spotted face suddenly stood next to Zack, and said with a look of invitation, "And just now, I didn't even want to give up two thousand gold coins, I should be living in the Bronze Card-level Terran residential area!"

"Yes!" "It should be!"

"So," Sark groaned.

After a while, he looked up at the dozens of meters apprentice in front of him, and said: "Everyone has helped me knock on the doors one by one in the rooms of the Bronze Zone these days, looking for the room where the Messiah lives, don't worry about causing trouble and offending people, I can still afford to provoke the guests in the Bronze Zone!"

"In terms of reward, if anyone finds the Messiah, they will be exempted from the tuition fee of five thousand gold coins for this alchemy class!"

In Sack's opinion, the Messiah enrolled in the "alchemy class", but only came to practice alchemy once every three days, and his attitude was obviously very casual.

It is estimated that he only learned alchemy casually, and perhaps even the Messiah himself did not even know how powerful his own alchemy talent was!

This kind of genius must not be buried!--- thought Sark.

"With such a casual attitude, the Messiah may not come to the alchemy room in the future!" Sack held this thought at this time, and tried his best to find the Messiah.

It's just that Sark must have been in vain these days, and the Messiah is living in... The area for Silver members.