On the Seven Towers

When Ji Yijun saw Morey, he was wearing a white coat common in the laboratory. He had a chemistry book full of reaction formulas spread out in front of him. He was holding a flask in his left hand and a glass dropper in his right hand. of light red liquid dripped into the flask.

If Ye Zi hadn't told him Morey's origin, he would have thought that the person standing in front of him was an international student, but he would never have imagined that the person standing in front of him was a native of this world.

Morey was very focused on watching the dosage changes on the dropper, without even raising his head to look at them. It wasn't until he finished adding the three reagents and made the flask make a loud bang that he raised his head and said to Wu Jingrong: "I added the magic power enhancing potion and the magic power inhibiting potion into the same experiment, and it produced different results. I believe , the reason for the deviation in the reaction formula is the interference of magic energy. If this is the case, as long as we continue to experiment, we will eventually be able to correct these magical formulas one by one. "

Wu Jingrong praised: "Mr. Morey, this is a big progress. They must not have expected that you can produce results so quickly. You learn too fast."

"I have already done some research on ancient magic texts. If it were my brothers and sisters, they probably wouldn't have achieved anything in half a year." Morey pointed to a stack of books on his desk and said, "These works, these knowledge It’s amazing. I never thought that the laws of all things in the world could be summarized and expressed in such a concise way. I pay tribute to these sages in my heart every day, and hope to learn their wisdom as quickly as possible.”

Hearing their conversation, Ji Yijun asked in surprise: "Our chemical formula has mutated?"

"Humph, you are so late-minded." Wu Jingrong replied, "Many chemical reactions cannot be reproduced in this world. Of course, some of them have not changed much."

Ji Yijun patted his belly: "Then aren't our bodies always undergoing chemical reactions?"

Wu Jingrong nodded and said: "Fortunately, the chemical reactions inside our bodies seem to have not changed much, or they have miraculously adapted to this world. At least we have no problems so far. But there are problems in industrial production, such as They couldn't produce sodium carbonate at first, so the scientific team mobilized and used all the experimental equipment to conduct experiments day and night for a whole month before they finally succeeded."

"Rediscovering the law of reaction is not a problem." Morey said with confidence: "Your most valuable asset is methodology. Your experimental methods and ways of thinking have opened my eyes. With these, together with our The alchemist has accumulated so many years of inheritance, and the rest is only a matter of time."

At this time, Ye Zi interrupted Morey's discussion anxiously, and said anxiously: "Mr. Morey, there is an urgent matter now. A young man from your local area is about to die. We gave him a blood transfusion that caused a strong hemolytic reaction. Well, to put it simply, the blood in his body was destroyed by the blood transfusion. I remember what blood power you mentioned. Does this matter? "

"Where are the locals from?" Morey frowned.

"They are residents of Floro Town." Ye Zi said.

"Is it the town next to the school? What does this person do?" Morey asked again.

Ye Zi was a little strange. She didn't understand what Morey meant, so she could only reply: "He is just an ordinary young man who was injured because of a conflict with our people. I want to ask you if you have any blood medicine, okay? Help him overcome this reaction? I heard that many of the alchemists' potions have incredible magical effects."

Morey's expression became very strange. He looked at Ye Zi's face carefully, looked at her expression carefully, and asked in a surprised tone: "You come here to disturb my experiment, and you also ask for a match." The 'blood-harmony potion' was created just to save the life of a poor man in a small town? Do you know how precious the 'blood-harmony potion' is? This is what alchemists use to transform bloodlines for the great nobles, and it has all kinds of magical bloodlines. Power can be integrated into the human body without any barriers.”

"Anyway, there is such a potion, right?" Ji Yijun said.

"Yes, there is this potion in the package I carry with me. But I don't want to use it on a useless poor man. Because he doesn't deserve it." Morey said expressionlessly.

"You, how can you say that?" Ye Zi was shocked. She had never seen such unabashed discrimination. "No matter how precious medicine is, it is not as important as human life, right?"

Morey showed a helpless smile: "A bottle of good-quality 'blood-harming potion' can be exchanged for at least fifty slaves at your disposal in the market. From the perspective of any warrior who wants to improve the power of his bloodline, ordinary poor people's Life is simply incomparable.”

"After all, it's just money. If it's expensive, we can buy it with gold coins." Ji Yijun took out three gold coins from his pocket, slapped them on the table, and said, "Is it enough? There's more left."

Morey shook his head angrily and amusedly and said: "If you weren't an outsider, I would think you were insulting me. Any nobleman who comes to buy a blood-harming potion will not ask for a price lower than five hundred gold axes. Harmonizing blood Not all alchemists can prepare potions, which not only involve the inheritance of formulas and rare medicines, but also have high requirements for the level of alchemists. I have only prepared two bottles of such potions so far. I gave the bottle to my teacher and kept the other bottle with me. With it, I can live a prosperous life anywhere."

"Five hundred gold coins? That's nothing. We dug it from the underground palace..." Ye Zi stepped on Ji Yijun hard, causing him to choke back, and then asked Morey: "What if we I’ll give you five hundred gold coins, can you sell us the medicine?”

Morey still shook his head and said: "This is not just a matter of money. I said, that person is not worthy. Let me use an analogy. If you are a chef, you are willing to give a feast that you have prepared at your peak level to a bird. Did the mouse eat it?”

"How can you compare a young man to a mouse?" Ye Zi slapped his hand on the table and said angrily: "Aren't people equal?"

Morey sneered: "Human beings are equal? ​​This... who said this is a stupid thing?"

He threw the book in his hand on the table, stood in front of Ye Zi not to be outdone, and asked loudly: "Are nobles and commoners equal? ​​Are kings and beggars equal? ​​A high-ranking magician and a magician burying his head in the ground. Are old farmers equal? ​​People are not equal when they are born. Some people are bathed in flowers and milk, blessed by noble priests, and some struggle in cow dung and mud, and are looked down upon by market scoundrels. . They were all equally unequal when they died. Some wore armor and swords and lay in immortal tombs, while others were wrapped in straw mats and rags and thrown into the desolate ravine. "

Morey became excited as he spoke. He pointed to his chest and said: "I, Morey Vargas, a once-in-a-century alchemy genius. It only took me more than ten years to surpass him in many places." My own teacher. But just because he came from a small businessman family, he was always ostracized by his fellow disciples who were born into small nobles. In the end, he fled into the forest and was caught by goblins. Sorry, I have never seen that thing in my life."

Ye Zi and Ji Yijun were stunned by his series of words. Ye Zi withdrew his hand from slapping the table and said: "But the more this happens, don't you think this unfairness should be changed? People like us are equal. The concept has been deeply rooted in people’s hearts.”

Morey also calmed down. He looked at the other party deeply: "Really? How are you and Principal Guo equal? ​​As a guard, if there is danger, will you protect him or will he protect you? The question is, should we listen to him or you? Besides, do you really think that the poor man who is dying is equal to you? I have heard you refer to us locals as natives and indigenous people more than once. "Mo. Lei walked to the window of the laboratory, pointed to the playground and buildings outside and said: "I haven't been here long, but I also discovered that in fact, you talk about equality, but deep inequality is still engraved in your bones."

Morey's steal left Ji Yijun and Ye Zi speechless. They wanted to refute, but they didn't know where to start.

At this time, Wu Jingrong, who had been silent, spoke: "Yi Zi, I think Mr. Morey also has his own reasons. The value of people is different. In the eyes of those of us who are engaged in research, the value of people is based on his Evaluation is based on ability and talent, so Mr. Morey is more irreplaceable than some people.”

Morey glanced at Wu Jingrong, smiled slightly and said: "I discovered this, so I like it here."

"But, Mr. Morey, you know that we outsiders cannot do without the trade and help of the people around us. If a conflict breaks out because someone is killed, we will not be able to stay. So at this time, the life of this young man is very important to us. It’s also important and valuable. As one of us, since you like the environment here, shouldn’t you work together to find ways to maintain it?”

Morey thought for a while and said: "Well, after all, you saved me and allowed me to see this magical knowledge. I can help. But, I have a condition."

"Please tell me." Wu Jinrong and Ye Zi said at the same time.

Morey took out two little finger-sized crystal bottles from his safe. One bottle contained a strange purple potion, and the other bottle contained some red blood. He said, "Blood-harming potion. It's just a potion that allows a person to safely receive blood. In order to stimulate the true power of blood, it would be a waste. I want to implant it into his blood, so that he will gain great strength, strong recovery power, and resistance to various toxins. Warcraft in this era are already very rare. The value of this bottle of blood. It’s also very impressive.”

"You were unwilling to give him the potion just now, why are you willing to give him this kind of benefit now?" Ye Zi asked in confusion.

"The benefit...the price of the benefit is that he must become a test subject for my various subsequent experiments in the next ten years."

"You...you want to do human experiments on him?" Morey's answer once again refreshed Ye Zi's outlook.

"As a person with the blood of the flying dragon who is invulnerable to all poisons, there is no job more suitable for him than this." Morey replied calmly, "I have seen it in one of your books...well, 'waste utilization' ”

"Why don't you use the 'good stuff' for yourself!" Ye Zi said angrily.

"A lot of Warcraft bloodline will affect this place." Morey pointed to his head. "Magicians and alchemists need clear minds. Only bloodline warriors will place their hope on that kind of brutal power. In short, this is what I ended up with. conditions.”

"We can't make a decision for him. What if he doesn't want to?" Ji Yijun asked.

"As an ordinary person without power, why would he be unwilling? These two bottles are enough for a count. If it were normal, no matter how much he begged me, I would not give it to him. This is a power that can change a life and even pass it on to descendants. And many subsequent experiments will make him stronger and stronger."

Ji Yijun and Ye Zi hesitated for a long time. Ji Yijun gritted his teeth and said, "Give it to him. If he doesn't agree to do the experiment for you later, I can do it myself."

Mo Lei smiled and nodded at him, then put the two bottles in his pocket and walked to the door: "Let's go, I want to use the potion for him personally."

Ye Zi and others followed, and Wu Jingrong whispered in Ye Zi's ear: "You have to understand him, after all, he is not from our time."

Ye Zi stared at the back in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Even so, shouldn't he yearn for equality?"