Old Wim was originally a salted fish on the chaise longue, but the melon was eaten and eaten, and he ate it to his job.

The point is, he was so moved.

It turns out that the four-star alchemist also has a choice of life and combat routes.

Not to mention anything else, the direction of this battle alone is a route he doesn't know.

And he was sure that the four-star alchemist should not be a combat alchemist.

If it is really a four-star skill of the combat type, then he will definitely participate in the great strategy of the Earth Dragon Secret Realm, instead of hiding behind the scenes and enjoying the income dividends brought to him by the Four Heavenly Kings team.

But he didn't say anything about the above, Simon listened.

After all, the above was just his speculation.

If the guess is wrong and the Snow Mountain Adventure Group is put in a passive situation, then Old Wim will be a sinner.

Therefore, old Wim did not say his guess, but only expressed his yearning for a four-star rank.

He knew that if he didn't sign the deed of sale, he wouldn't be able to earn the money for the rest of his life just to build the teleportation array.

Alchemist, really a profession that burns money.

If the alchemist is not motivated, then it is okay, with his skill alone, he can work casually for three or four hours a day to ensure that he has a full meal, and he can travel everywhere, and spend money as he likes.

If you want to be promoted to four stars, then it's over, it's not a matter of just working hard to be promoted, you have to burn a billion or more than two billion blue essence blocks.

Old Wim had already decided to lie down, and after listening to Simon's words, he clutched his heart and couldn't control himself a little.

Simon glanced at him.

Old Wim was surprised to find that the two apprentices beside him stood up with starry eyes.

Oh no, they're not apprenticeships anymore, they're three-star full-time jobs......

"Captain Simon, we are also willing to sign a contract of sale!" Said the two alchemists, who were still trainees.

These two apprentices have been in the group for so many days, and they come into contact with this every day, and there is also a dream refining gift package.

With so much material and time piled up, the two of them stepped into the three-star rank a few months ago.

Now Simon's Snow Mountain Adventure Group has three full-time alchemists, among which Old Wim is the most proficient, and the next is two newcomers.

Although he is a newcomer, relying on the time effect of the dream realm, he has the possibility of catching up, and sooner or later he can replace the old Wim.

Simon was slightly stunned when he heard that all three of them had accepted the form of cooperation of the deed of sale.

That seems like good news.

Human energy is limited.

Just to promote the four-star rank, Simon has no time to think about changing to an alchemist and playing with the alchemy recipe by himself.

Cultivating a team of subordinates to become a four-star alchemist is the best plan.

"The deed of sale or something is too ugly, you can sign a fifty-year labor contract, and after fifty years, you will stay with you, how about this?" Simon pondered.

Sign one is sign.

Signing three is also signing.

It is impossible for only one person to benefit from the creation of such a big project.

Although there is only one Grand Alchemist in the current history who has benefited from this, it is also possible that this Great Alchemist secretly eliminated his competitors while presiding over the Great Teleportation Array, resulting in him being the only one to be promoted to the fourth star.

So Simon decided to sign three.

When the three alchemists heard this, their faces flashed with joy.

This is not a permanent sale, it is a fifty-year sale!

Fifty years later, the two young men were sixty-eight and sixty-nine years old.

And old Wim is one hundred and ten years old, is it possible for him to live to that time, this is not clear.

For Wim Sr., this period is no different from a contract of sale.

Simon's time limit is to take care of the two young people and set aside the second half of their lives.

They dedicated their youth to the Snow Mountain Adventure Group, so Simon also gave them back the rest of his life.

As for Simon's secret welfare, old Wim felt very good.

When he looked at Simon, old Wim felt that Simon was really a good man.

It is possible to sign a contract of sale, but it becomes a long-term version of the employment contract.

There are really not many bosses with such a conscience.

"I agree." X3

The three of them said in unison.

After a short time, Simon and the three of them agreed on the contract details, and negotiated in detail about working hours, profit sharing, and other things.

By the next day, the contract of the three was officially signed and they became the exclusive alchemists of the Snow Mountain Adventure Group.

The rest of the days are still silently developing in the dusty dungeon, brushing up on proficiency.

Simon himself did not give up relying on self-study and self-taught four skills on his own.

If you don't go back immediately, there are safety considerations.

However, Simon saw that the white bone could realize his own stand-in, and he saw that the little shark relied on the talent of combat instinct to awaken the soul sword wave.

He felt that he didn't need to be superstitious about the "Space Rubik's Cube" prop.

Does it have to be?

You don't have to be so unconfident.

First of all, Simon had been exposed to the Space Rubik's Cube and had a fleeting inspiration.

Since this kind of inspiration was born, it will inevitably leave a mark in his mind.

Even if it is very light, Simon tries to use his natural ability to entangle it, revisit it, and continue the inspiration of broken strings.

Simon's talent is the gift of the dreamer, and it is his strong creativity in dreams, as well as his strong capacity for the spiritual world.

After a lunch.

Simon once again dragged everyone into the dream, and after stretching the long line, Simon left the public alone, sat down quietly in the depths of the dream, and recalled the feeling of touching the space cube at that time.

His palm was clenched, imagining that the thing he was holding in his palm was a space cube.

Unreal, and infinitely spacious sense of space, spreads in the palm of your hand.

The above is his memories of the space Rubik's Cube.

After a while, a one-to-one replica of the space cube was simulated in the dream, quietly suspended in the palm of his hand.

But holding the space cube, Simon felt that it was not real enough, and it was still something missing.

In reality, the space cube has much more internal structure than that.

Simon's experience of space at that time was very rich, and the sense of space he experienced was 100 times that of now.

"It's not enough, I still need to reminisce and dig deeper."

Simon shook his head and tried all night, but it didn't work.

He approached Old Wim and asked him to refine a vial of spirit-stimulating potion.

"Enhance recall? Your mental strength is very strong, can't you recall the feelings of the space department? ”

"It's not enough, a lot of sensory information is hidden by my dull sense." Simon said.

The dull sense is the consciousness opposite to the sensitive consciousness, and Simon is comparing the relatively dull side of his own heart, and it is this part that pulls his own hind legs.

"You ......"

Old Wim couldn't describe the feeling, and for the first time a guest had made such a request, to reduce the dullness of the mental realm and increase the sensitivity.

This is not a medicine on the physical side, but an alchemical that works on the spiritual realm.

There are alchemy potions that enhance the spiritual realm in the town, but the specific needs are really rare to be detailed in this field.

"Can you make it?"

"I'll try." Old Wim said.

Old Wim, who has already received financial support, is now starting to squander the funds and make large purchases, preparing to make a teleportation array.

If Simon wasn't the only financier, he wouldn't want to take this hot potato.

Now he can only bite the bullet, study the potion Simon said, and leave the procurement to the two apprentices.

A few days later.

After taking the medicine, Simon sank down again, and held his palm in his dream, reproducing the appearance of the space cube in his hand.

He remembered more spatial feelings, but it was still far from enough, and he couldn't reach that height.

What's missing?

Simon once again recalled the details of the Rubik's Cube in space.

The details are in place, but there seems to be something next to me that I don't remember.

What is it?

Judging from the talent of the Dream Maker profession, it is easy to recall, but now it is so laborious.

This may not seem important, but it may be the key......

Well, wait, it seems that there is something that I haven't remembered.

Simon frowned, trying to remember.

He closed his eyes, imagined the potion he had just drunk, uncorked the bottle, and drank it in tons, reducing his dullness once again and strengthening his acuity.

At this moment, Simon's invisible "touch" delves deeper into the sea that carries memories, digging out more memory information, including some things that he cannot understand.

Finally, a vague outline of something appeared faintly around the space cube.

Bang, bang, bang.

The sound of stepping on the heart is like a wonderful drum beat, which rings according to a specific rhythm.

Simon saw the invisible wall that separated the space, and saw the flowing black mist, violently hitting the wall, as if trying to devour his body.

He couldn't help but take a closer look, and saw that there were more tails of the earth dragon, golden feather wings, and body parts of the earth dragon in the fog.

They were all things that had been cut down by the Space Rubik's Cube, and they were simulated by the fog thread, and for reasons he couldn't understand, they frantically hit the wall of air.

Why did they hit the wall of space, were they chasing him, or were they trying to destroy him?

"I remember, it turned out to be a ......" Simon woke up suddenly and woke up from his dream.

How could I forget this, it's obviously something that is easy to remember, and it's not a terrible thing.

On the other hand, this thing is hidden in the deepest part of his memory, and it cannot be easily recalled by him as a dreamer, which is even more strange.

It's as if the brain selectively forgets dangerous things to protect him, or maybe they have mysterious properties that Simon doesn't know about and can't be easily recalled.

(End of chapter)