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In the real yàn room, the corpse of the storm wolf was placed on the real yàn table, the old mage Byron was holding a sharp knife, carefully dismembering, while Leo stood aside, from time to time as instructed, delivering various tools.

Soon, the brain, internal organs, bone marrow, muscle essence and other vital parts and all the blood have been collected. Among them, a thumb-sized, crystal clear object on the chest of the storm wolf was carefully put away by the old mage.

From his self-talk, Leo already knew that it was the source of the Storm Wolf's power, the Magic Crystal Nucleus.

The old mage then ordered Leo to clean up the mangled and disgusting body of the Storm Wolf, poured them all into a machine, and pressed the switch.

A huge beeping sound suddenly resounded through the room, and it sounded like juicing.

Although Leo had killed people and seen blood, he still felt his stomach turn upside down, and his face became very ugly. However, the old mage was not affected at all, as if he was just doing something very ordinary.

"Sure enough, he was making something, and judging by his cautious appearance, this thing should be quite important. Leo had to keep his thoughts out of the way, so that he could barely hold his stomach throbbing.

After a long time, the machine finally stopped, and the old mage hurriedly poured the crushed scarlet slime into a king-sized beaker, stirred it, and dripped several magic potions into it.

As the potion dripped in, puffs of smoke rose, impurities quickly deposited, and a thick bloody gas filled the entire room.

Leo retched a few times, so he didn't spit it out, and he became more and more confused in his heart, what the other party wanted to do.

Of course, the old mage would not explain anything to him, and directly put the beaker on a magic array embedded in the real yàn platform, the light flickered, and the viscous liquid gushed up, as if he wanted to break free from the beaker, and even gave Leo a strange feeling that the thing was alive.

"The first step is to juice and purify, this is probably the second step, but what is that magic circle for?" Leo had just come up with such an idea, when a low bell suddenly rang outside, and after eight strokes, it came to an abrupt end.

As soon as the bell rang, Owen, Claire, and Montoya walked in and saluted the old mage. It was their daily magic class time at eight o'clock in the morning, and it would last until about eleven o'clock.

The old mage glanced at the beaker on the magic array, thought for a moment, and said to the three people: "This month's deadline is coming, I need to finish processing this cup of original liquid first, so today's class is postponed for two hours, if you want to watch, stay here, if you don't want to, you can come back in two hours." ”

The three young men obviously understood what the old mage was doing, and they definitely didn't want to miss this opportunity to observe it up close, and even Montoya, who was not very good-headed, did not offer to leave.

In order to show himself, Owen hurriedly stood up and said softly: "Teacher, this cup of original solution is quite good, the reaction is so strong, is the activity stimulated?"

"Yes, the storm wolf I picked today is about to grow into a wolf king, and the bloodline concentration is excellent. And I've adjusted the recipe a bit, and it seems to be working okay. The old mage smiled, pleased that Owen could see his results.

The emergence of such a situation naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of the other two. The girl Claire is fine, she is the Earl's own daughter, and there is no need to please the old mage at all, but Montoya is different, and if there is no letter of recommendation, she is likely to be sent to a boring church.

opened his mouth, Montoya also wanted to say something, to prove his savings, but he couldn't figure out what to say, so he had to glance at Owen hatefully.

Owen immediately felt the gaze from Montoya, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, this stupid guy wants to compete with himself for the limelight, but he is still far away.

After a while, the mucus in the king-size beaker stopped churning.

The old mage observed for a while, because of the previous series of work, Leo handled it very well, and he was a qualified assistant, and he was quite easy to use, so he subconsciously issued an order: "Boy, go get four medium beakers." ”

No, before Leo, who was standing on the side, could respond, Owen preemptively said, "Teacher, I'd better go." ”

The old mage then remembered that Leo was just an inferior servant, and he really couldn't distinguish the model of the beaker, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Owen, you can go." ”

"Teacher, I'll go too!" Montoya, of course, refused to let Owen take all the good things alone, and immediately rushed to the shelves around the real yàn room before the other party.

He had just looked left and right, and had just picked up a beaker, when he heard Owen behind him sneer, "That's the trumpet." ”

"Ahh

Owen smiled even more, walked over a few steps, picked up another beaker, shook it in front of Montoya's eyes, and sneered, "Stupid, this is the medium one." It's been so long, why can't you tell the difference, and you're not even as good as a servant. ”

"Who do you say is a fool! Who is inferior to a servant!" Montoya roared fiercely, his face flushed. If Claire said two words about herself, he would still be able to accept it, but what is this kid Owen? How dare a person with a foreign surname be so excessive?

Owen replied nonchalantly, "Of course it's you, if you don't believe me, ask the servant, I guess he will be able to tell which of the two beakers is medium and which is small." ”

Montoya felt that she was about to explode, and she wanted to smash the beaker in her hand in the face of the other party, and was about to open her mouth to fight back, when the old mage's slightly dissatisfied voice came.

"Hurry up and bring me the beaker! If you two want to quarrel, get out and quarrel!"

When the two saw that Byron's tone was wrong, they didn't dare to say anything, glared at each other, honestly picked up two beakers, and returned to the real stage.

Byron naturally knew about the open and secret battles between students. To be honest, he didn't really like Owen's character as a franchise, but there were only three students in the castle at the moment, and Montoya, who was upright, really didn't have the talent to learn magic.

"Forget it, it's just a letter of recommendation, although Owen has a bad personality, he is still a little smart, maybe he will mature when he grows up. ”

Shaking his head, the old mage quickly shook off this distraction. The slime from the oversized beaker was strained, and Leo was told to pour the purer liquid into each of the four medium-sized beakers.

The rest of the process, just like Leo had seen yesterday, was the medium beaker set up on a magical flame and heated up continuously.

Half an hour passed, and the old mage saw that the heat was almost over, so he took out a bottle of magic potion, carefully calculated the proportion, and dropped a few drops into the beaker.

In just a moment, a crystal the size of a tail finger appeared, and the old mage suddenly became excited, "Yes, the new recipe is really good!"

Owen rolled his eyes and immediately said, "Teacher, if you can develop a new formula, this month's task can definitely be completed." ”

"Hahaha, of course it will be done. The old mage stroked his white beard and smiled.

Who would have thought that after waiting for a long time, including the larger blood crystal at the beginning, there were only four blood crystals in the entire beaker, and the effect was not even as good as yesterday's.

The old mage's face gradually turned gloomy with excitement, and he really couldn't understand what was wrong.

The room was frighteningly quiet, and Owen kept his mouth tightly closed, not daring to make any sound, and regretting what he had said before.

Seeing Owen deflated, Montoya felt very happy, but fortunately he still had some sense, so he didn't laugh out loud.

The atmosphere of repression grew thicker and thicker, almost overwhelming.

Leo watched quietly, without any expression on his face, but his heart hesitated.

Judging from the current situation, the old mage is a normal person except for his temper, and after weighing the pros and cons, he still couldn't resist the desire to test the rules of this world, and suddenly said, "Why don't you add the crystal seed?"

Although the sound was not loud, it was quite clear in the silent room, so that everyone looked at Leo.

The old mage Huo Ran turned his head and waited for his eyes, "What did you say?"

Leo pretended to be scared and stammered, "Yes...... Yes, seed. ”

"What do you mean?" the old mage had never heard of this term, and his two gray eyebrows were almost entangled.

In order to make the other party understand, Leo sorted out his words, pointed to the beaker and said, "It's to add seeds to it to make more crystals." ”

Owen glanced at Leo viciously, and said sharply: "What are you talking nonsense, and you still add seeds, are you planting vegetables? This is the magic room, not a place where you can interject!"

The old mage raised his hand, motioned for Owen to shut up, and said in a deep voice, "Boy, do you know what I'm doing?"

Stared at by the old mage, Leo didn't worry much, but he still cringed and replied in a low voice, "I...... I don't know, but it looks like my father was making crystal sugar. ”

"Crystal Sugar?" the old mage thought for a while before he said, "The principle is almost the same, tell me, how to add seeds?"

Leo had already typed the draft and immediately replied: "When my father boiled crystal sugar, he would add some small particles to the sugar water, saying that it could make the crystal sugar more, and he called it crystal seed. ”

The old mage asked with some eagerness, "Why did it become so much?"

In the physics course of his previous life, Leo learned that when an object is crystallized, it is not a profound knowledge to add small additives, that is, crystal seeds, to form crystal nuclei, which can accelerate or promote the growth of crystals.

But Leo certainly wouldn't tell Byron about this, that would only arouse suspicion. He shook his head, "I don't know. That's what my father said. ”

"Seed...... Seed ...... I've never heard of this concept......" the old mage muttered, lost in thought.