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Wang Dachun looked at these western alchemists with unfriendly expressions, and couldn't help but change his expression. Could it be that these people are a group of homosexuals?

I don't like this.

Everyone looked at Wang Dachun for a while, and one of them, an old man with a beard and gray hair, was named Andre and said with a smile: "The kid from the east is a bit interesting. From today on, you can start with me, let's start with Dantong!"

It turned out that these people thought that Wang Dachun was young and an oriental, so they surrounded him and looked at him. Many people had never seen an oriental, and they thought it was very strange.

The old man even regarded him as an alchemy apprentice.

Wang Dachun grinned, "Dantong? Do you have some misunderstanding?" It seems that Stevenson didn't communicate well!

Andre glanced at Wang Dachun, "If you don't do what Dantong does, don't you want to reach the sky in one step!"

Wang Dachun spread his hands helplessly, "I think you have misunderstood something, I am an alchemist, and I am here to help the sect make alchemy, not an apprentice."

"What! Are you an alchemist? First rank or second rank?" Everyone was taken aback. Wang Dachun is already an alchemist at such a young age. It seems that he is very talented!

Wang Dachun shrugged, "Seventh Grade."

"What!" Everyone opened their mouths wide, their eyeballs almost fell out, the tallest one on their side is only a seventh-rank alchemy master, Wang Dachun is a seventh-rank at such a young age?You can't do it even if you start studying in the womb.

Andre sipped the tooth flower seeds, "Are you sure it's not the first grade but the seventh grade?"

Wang Dachun spread his hands, "I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it." After the words fell, Wang Dachun flipped his hands and took out the seventh-rank alchemist qualification certificate.

"Fuck! It's really a seventh grade."

"Ah, this...seventh grade god level??!"

"Oh my God!"

When everyone saw the word "God-level" on the seventh-rank certificate, they all petrified collectively. Even the seventh-rank is already against the sky, but it is still the seventh-rank god-level?

This makes their group of old alchemists with gray beards and hair how can they live!

Wang Dachun put up the qualification certificate and said lightly: "Now you believe it, whoever has the highest level of alchemy on your side, if you don't believe it, I will take a bet with him."

Everyone pushed Andre.

Andre is an old man with completely white eyebrows and hair. He is more than 2000 years old now. He is a seventh-rank top-grade alchemy master and already represents the highest level of alchemy in Tiandu.

Andre looked at Wang Dachun with burning eyes, "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

"My name is Wang Dachun, and I am 25 years old."

Andre trembled all over when he heard the words, and almost foamed at the mouth. He became a seventh-rank alchemist at the age of 25, and he was still a god-level one. He lived for more than 2000 years to reach the seventh rank. It seems that he has lived on dogs all these years went.

"My name is Andre. This year... I am over 2000 years old. As for how old I am in 2000, I have forgotten it myself."

Wang Dachun grinned, he is more than 2000 years old, this old man is really old!

This must be read as a fantasy novel in the secular world.

Andre grabbed Wang Dachun's hand and said excitedly: "Finally there is a seventh-rank alchemist, so finally someone can share some of the pressure for me."

Wang Dachun was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Andre put his arms around Wang Dachun's shoulders, "Little brother, it's like this, our pill room has quotas, how many quotas must be completed for each grade of pills every month."

Wang Dachun's complexion changed, "Is that so, what will happen if we don't finish it?"

Andre lowered his voice and said, "Salary will be deducted if it is light, and you will be punished if it is serious."

Wang Dachun frowned, "Punishment? How?"

Andre pulled Wang Dachun aside, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes and said: "I just want to be beaten."

"What!" Wang Dachun's complexion changed slightly, it was simply unbelievable, the alchemists of other sects are treated like treasures, and the alchemists here will be beaten if they can't complete the task?

Do you really treat the alchemists as slaves?

"No way, how could this be the case? Will everyone still be motivated to work like this?" This method of forced labor will definitely cause resentment in people's hearts, and who will make alchemy for them.

Andre sighed, "If you don't have motivation, you have to have motivation, unless you don't want to live. Well, I've said enough, brother, you can do it yourself in the future."

Wang Dachun said: "Now that I'm here, the indicators of seventh-rank alchemists must have changed."

As soon as the words fell, Andre received a message and couldn't help but change his expression.

"What's wrong with Andre?" Wang Dachun asked.

Andre sighed, "Sure enough, you have guessed that the amount of alchemy has doubled, and you are also asked to refine a furnace of god-level elixir every week."

Wang Dachun snorted, "This is treating us as alchemy slaves!"

"Hush!" Andre looked around, and whispered: "Keep your voice down, those people will definitely wear small shoes for us if they find out."

The people he mentioned refer to those who are secretly monitoring. Wang Dachun sensed it carefully, and he found that there were traces of prying breath. It seems that the whole alchemy room is under surveillance.

Wang Dachun hurriedly lowered his voice, "Uncle Andre, what's going on, why is Danfang under surveillance?"

Andre sighed, and said via voice transmission: "Don't mention it, most of the alchemists in our alchemy room were abducted by Tiandu, and some of them were arrested by coercive means. They asked us to do it." Their alchemy slaves have given them alchemy for generations."

Speaking of this, Andre was very angry. Those alchemists in other sects were not respected and worshiped as ancestors, but they became alchemy slaves here, which is simply unreasonable!

"Well, why don't we rebel and fuck him! Where there is oppression, there is resistance."

Wang Dachun's eyes flickered, it seemed that Tiandu is really not a good thing, these alchemists are so oppressed, let's see if we can instigate them, it is best to be used by Emperor Realm Academy.

"Rebellion? How is that possible! We people are not enough to put our teeth together. Hey, little brother, if you come here, you will be safe, and you can make alchemy in the future." Andre looked at Wang Dachun sympathetically. He was not much older than Wang Dachun when he was born, and now he has been trapped here for thousands of years.

"How many alchemists are there?" Wang Dachun asked.

Andre said: "There are about 2000 alchemists, and if you add alchemy boys, there are five or six thousand. Why do you ask this?"

"Oh, nothing, I'll just ask."

Wang Dachun's mind turned, and he was planning to rescue these alchemists, and then make alchemy for Emperor Realm Academy. After all, what the academy lacks most is these technical talents.