Royal Alchemist

Throughout the day, Zhuo Fan tried his best to concentrate, but he couldn't devote himself fully. Fortunately, the topic of the first day had nothing to do with mechanical smelting.

At the dinner party in the evening, Zhuo Fan still had no energy, the noisy sound in the banquet hall really gave him a headache, so he came to the terrace alone with a bottle of wine.

As soon as the door was closed, the noisy banquet hall was cut off, and Zhuo Fan's tense nerves were finally relieved.Under the deserted moonlit night, he leaned against the railing alone, rubbed his temples, and poured a glass of wine.

The strong aroma of wine wafted through his nostrils, and the cold wind did not wake him up, but stimulated his desire to drink even more.

He had already drank a lot, and after drinking this cup, his brain felt dizzy for a while. He suddenly fell in love with this dizzy feeling, and his senses and thinking would become dull.

He picked up the wine bottle to pour the wine again, and the crimson liquid was rolling in the glass. He seemed to be concentrating on the wine glass, but in fact he was distracted. The figure of Yuan Tian, ​​the outline of his youth It overlaps with the face that is now mature and vicissitudes, washing away the memory over and over again.

"Drink too much, almost drunk." Zhu Xifeng walked up to the terrace with a glass of wine.

Friends reunited, diluting the sadness, Zhuo Fan laughed: "Sit."

They chatted a lot, most of them were about Zhu Xifeng, Zhu Xifeng was radiant and exuded an uncontrollable sweet joy in his demeanor, while Zhuo Fan was only envious.

"You'll know he's still alive after you arrive at Shining Empire," Zhuo Fan said suddenly.

Zhu Xifeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhuo Fan sighed.

"I don't know how to speak, and shouldn't he tell you this himself?"

"Yes...you are right..." Zhuo Fan took another big sip of his wine.

Zhu Xifeng asked, "Has he come to look for you?"

Zhuo Fan shook his head slowly.

Zhu Xifeng sneered forcefully: "He is so ruthless to you, wasting your feelings for him for more than 20 years, why not follow your family's wishes, get married early and have children, and now you even have a son."

"Stop talking..." Zhuo Fan said weakly.

Zhu Xifeng still has a lot of grievances that he wants to express, but seeing the sullen Zhuo Fan, he couldn't bear to say it out.

After being silent for a long time, Zhuo Fan said softly: "It's been so many years, even if we can't be together, I'm afraid I can't be with other people either. Year after year, I thought I couldn't remember his appearance clearly. I had to look at his pictures to remember it. But when he actually stood in front of me, I realized that I couldn't forget it at all."

Zhu Xifeng was angry when he heard the words, he was not worth it for his friend, and felt sorry for his friend.

Zhuo Fan raised his head, his eyes were empty and anxious: "Why didn't he come to me? Why didn't he tell me that he was still alive? I don't understand, why?"

No one could answer his question.

That night, Yuan Tian broke into his room with a shameless face, lay down beside his bed, said that he missed him very much, and prayed for him to do it again.

Is he really missing himself?Zhuo Fan was completely clueless.

After the meeting, Qiu Ye invited Zhuo Fan to Shining Empire in the name of researching the Dragonman fighter plane.It is a great temptation for a mechanic to be able to decompose and study the Dragonman fighter, but no matter whether Zhuo Fan wants to go subjectively or not, what's more, the current situation is tense and it is imminent to improve the performance of the fighter. As Solomon's great alchemist, Zhuo Fan Fan is duty bound.

Before leaving, Zhuo Chang sent Zhuo Fan to the port.

"Grandpa, hurry back and follow me all the way, be careful not to wear yourself out." Zhuo Fan said sadly, "Your Majesty has sent someone to protect me. I won't be in any danger. Don't worry!"

Zhuo Chang clasped Zhuo Fan's wrist with his withered hands, his old but clear eyes fixed on him, his lips trembled, and finally he just said: "Go home early."

For a moment, Zhuo Fan felt sore and unbearable.Zhuo Chang is old, but he is not confused, he always sees it silently, never speaks out, he knows that Zhuo Fan has feelings for the Legion of Glory, Qiu Ye and others, and also knows that the Shining Empire has obvious intentions to win him over , but if Zhuo Fan betrayed the Solomon Empire, how many of the Zhuo family's hundreds of people would survive?

But he couldn't say it clearly in front of everyone, so he could only hold his grandson's hand and tell him to go home early.

Zhuo Fan didn't know Zhuo Chang's thoughts, not to mention that he didn't have the intention to leave the Solomon Empire, even if he did, just based on his grandfather's words, he had to give up.

Qiu Ye warmly received Zhuo Fan, arranged a quiet courtyard, and entertained him with the highest standard.

Molongren's combat plan is complex and special, he and Qiu Ye immediately devoted themselves to the research, not only Qiu Ye but also Yuan Tian frequently appeared in front of his eyes.

After so many years, Yuan Tian's methods have not improved at all. He is still like a big clumsy dog, wreaking havoc around Zhuo Fan. Fan is crazy.

Zhuo Fan hasn't been mad for a long time, the last time I'm afraid it was when he was with Yuan Tian, ​​after more than 20 years, Yuan Tian once again forced him to say with a cold face: "Get out!"

In this world, only Yuan Tian has this ability.

Later, Yuan Tian was reminded by someone, and finally he stopped clinging to Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan suddenly felt that his ears were much cleaner, but without the saboteur, he seemed to feel that something was missing.

That day Zhuo Fan was leading a team to dismantle fighter planes, and several assistants stood by the window and whispered.

"Is that General Yuan?"

"It's him, it's him, Legion of Glory or something, it used to be like listening to a story, I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes now."

"Several times, I've seen him standing there peeking at us."

"What are you peeking at us, you stupid! He peeked at Professor Zhuo!"

Zhuo Fan finally couldn't help it anymore: "Are you guys free to do? There are still a lot of parts that haven't been disassembled, do you want to be lazy?"

The assistants quickly calmed down and lowered their heads to work, but they couldn't help gossip after holding back for a while.

Boldly surrounded him: "Professor, you and General Yuan knew each other before?"

Zhuo Fan didn't raise his head: "Work hard."

Another person came up: "Professor, tell us, is General Yuan pursuing you, otherwise why did he always run towards us a while ago?"

Zhuo Fan looked at them, some were curious, some were probing, Zhuo Fan knew that he could not say wrong words, once he said something inappropriate, it would immediately reach Safirol's ears.

So he said coldly: "I am here for the new fighter jet project. I don't care what other people are thinking or doing. I hope you can also concentrate and don't always think about unimportant things. Our schedule is tight."

After some words, I poured cold water on this restless group of people, and dispersed one after another, putting down the idea of ​​inquiring.

Zhuo Fan looked out the window, but saw no one.

Is it really him?

Zhuo Fan passed by the new barracks on Queser Star every day from the other courtyard where he was temporarily staying to the research institute.

The morning sun pierces through the mist, the moist wind is mixed with the smell of earth, there is no noise, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Zhuo Fan stopped the car and looked from a distance.

On the square of the barracks, soldiers lined up neatly, and the pale golden skylight applied a layer of gold to their wheat-colored skin, illuminating their young faces.

Every once in a while, a group of recruits will be sent to the front line, like a ruthless and cruel assembly line, pushing fresh lives into the unknown. Many of them are sent to the battlefield before they even have time to experience the beauty of life.

The longer the war lasts, the more people will be sacrificed. Although Zhuo Fan has not personally experienced a few battles, he still feels a lot of pressure and hopes to see the research results sooner.

He was about to get into the car when he heard a loud voice: "Today I am here to bid farewell to everyone."

It was Yuan Tian's voice, Zhuo Fan stopped and looked towards the barracks again.

Because of his stay on Queser Star, Yuan Tian would often attend the farewell ceremony for recruits.

"I have sent off many people here." Yuan Tian said, "Some of them have become combat heroes, and some have turned into piles of loess. I can't tell you what your future will be like, but I can be sure. Yes, you will all fight against the dragon people and make your name on it..."

Zhuo Fan walked a few steps sideways, but the gate was too small to see the whole picture, only Yuan Tian's voice could be heard, but his figure could not be seen.But even if he couldn't see anyone, Zhuo Fan could still imagine his fighting spirit when he said these words.At the beginning, it was Yuan Tian who was high-spirited, and his brave and fearless appearance attracted Zhuo Fan's full attention.

"Maybe you once hated why you were born in such a turbulent age. Maybe you once complained that you don't want to be a hero, you just want to live your life in peace. But I want to say, don't count on yourself, you It’s just so unlucky, born in an era when the dragons are rampant, but if you don’t fight, your sons will be unlucky, if your sons don’t fight, your grandsons will be unlucky, and the generations will be forever unlucky!”

Zhuo Fan suddenly thought of a lot, he thought of the Legion of Glory he had stayed in, he thought of Ravenor, he thought of Qiu Xingyao, he thought of Qiu Ye and Feng Qi, he thought of many soldiers who were driving the fighter plane he made Never came back.

"Many people are paying for this war. They may be noble or humble. Some have given up wealth, some have given up power, and some have given up their lives. I am one of the lucky ones, and I can still live to talk to you. I once I have blamed myself, why didn't I fight to the death with my comrades-in-arms, I regretted it, let down my lover, what is the purpose of living alone? But seeing you today, I understand, I live to lead More people fight for the ultimate victory! For this purpose, no matter how much pain and hardship there is, I am willing to bear it!"

"Sir, you are not allowed to stay here, please leave immediately."

Zhuo Fan came back to his senses suddenly, and saw a sentry standing in front of him. Of course, a military center would not allow him to be a stranger watching from the outside.

"I'm sorry, I'll leave right away." Zhuo Fan said hastily.

Xiaobing looked at Zhuo Fan blankly: "Sir, are you okay?"

Only then did Zhuo Fan realize that the corners of his eyes were so wet that he was about to shed tears. "It's okay." He wiped it indiscriminately, and got into the car.

Arriving at the institute, Zhuo Fan continued his work for a new day.

The dismantling of the Dragonman fighter is almost complete, and the next step is the manufacture of the new fighter. Akiba is mainly responsible for the refinement, and Zhuo Fan is mainly responsible for the design.

He thought for a long time and took out a blueprint.

A three-dimensional design drawing of a person's height appeared in front of my eyes. Every part could be infinitely enlarged and accurately marked. There were two forms of humanoid and animal shapes on the drawing, and the main colors were black and yellow.What is more special is that its design start date is the year 2000 of the Solomon calendar, which is the year following the black vortex.

This fighter plane has been designed for more than [-] years, and the number of revisions is immeasurable, but it still feels immature and has not started construction. Today is finally the opportunity for its birth.

Zhuo Fan picked up a pen and began to modify the design drawing.