Royal Alchemist

"What are you trying to tell me? Why do you care whether I sell medicine or not?" Qiu Ye broke down a little.

"Don't you think you're so eye-catching?" Feng Qi said with a sullen face, "Your mental strength is only 0, but you can refine potions with such a high success rate, what should people think?"

"That proves that I'm not useless, I can be called an excellent alchemist, I'm no worse than anyone else!"

"You..." Feng Qi was burning with anxiety, "You are not rehabilitating yourself, you are weird, you know? If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and you will be killed by someone with evil intentions! I will not let you repeat the same mistakes!"

Hearing the last sentence, Akiba was stunned.Repeat the same mistakes?What is he saying?

Feng Qi picked up the storage box: "That's it, listen to me, stop selling medicine, I'll take this box, go back to work."

Qiu Ye weighed Feng Qi's words over and over again, but couldn't figure out why he said that. He stayed sullenly for a long time, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. If he didn't hand in the box of medicine, he wouldn't hand it in, and he wouldn't sell it. It is not sold anymore, why did he take it away?I can keep it for myself to drink!

But when he reacted, Feng Qi didn't know where he had gone.

Back in the dormitory, Qiu Ye carefully read the exercise guide and found that Feng Qi did not lie to him.

It was only then that he realized that the strange machine in the logistics staff dormitory was a refining simulator, and he had always thought it was a strange decoration in the room.

Just simulate it, it's still time to start practicing again, and there are still credits to earn.

Qiu Ye fiddled with it for a long time and found a more serious problem.

I don’t know the reason for the real refining, but he can refine the finished product, and the success rate is very high, but the principle of calculating whether the simulation operation is successful is to get a score for the accuracy of the dosage of each step, and then multiply it by his own mental strength to get a score. result.

So here comes the question: 0 multiplied by any number is 0!

Qiu Ye was horrified to find that he could not refine anything on the simulator.

This is how to do?Real objects are not allowed to be handed over, virtual data cannot be refined, and logistics personnel earn credits by preparing materials. It has little to do with them whether they fight well or not at the front line. Doesn't this mean that his drills are all ruined?

After thinking about it, Qiu Ye had no choice but to go to Feng Qi.

The communicator rang for a long time before Feng Qi connected, the channel was noisy and it sounded extremely chaotic.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qi's voice was still calm.

"Uh, that..." Akiba stammered, "I studied the simulator just now... I found that I couldn't produce simulated data on the machine... Well, it's because of a certain reason... You know, it's that reason……"

"so what?"

There is no emotion in Feng Qi's voice, Qiu Ye is worried that she will be rejected: "So... that means I am useless in the logistics department, is there any other place where I can help and earn some credits .”

Feng Qi didn't answer for a long time, and vaguely heard someone shouting loudly, and the footsteps were chaotic and heavy.

Are you really disgusted?Akiba is depressed.

"Hey, are you listening?" Qiuye asked.

"Come here, warehouse." After Feng Qi finished speaking, he shut off the communication with a click.

Qiu Ye deeply lamented that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and hurried to the warehouse in despair.

It was only when we got there that we found out that something was really wrong.

Half of the warehouse that was still in good condition in the morning was destroyed. The raging fire spread its teeth and claws, and the thick smoke billowed into the sky. The scene was chaotic.Some people are controlling the fire-fighting robot to fly around to put out the fire, some people are counting the rescued supplies, some people are surrounding a seriously damaged fighter plane, and some people are running around in panic.

The air was scorching hot and dry, and it contained a lot of dust. The sewage flowed across the ground, and Qiu Ye covered his mouth and nose. He searched for Feng Qi among the people coming and going, and finally found him in the commanding heights of a tower.

"What happened! We were attacked?" Qiuye asked in surprise.

Feng Qi was writing and drawing on his operating board, and occasionally looked up at the warehouse. Compared to the panic of others, he was so calm that it was not his own warehouse that was burned, but a dinner that was robbed. "Yes." He replied casually.

"Is it Blue Fang?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it still in the preparation stage?"

Feng Qi finally gave him a sideways glance, as if he felt that he was talking nonsense: "The first stage only stipulates that the target star cannot be attacked, but it does not mean that the enemy cannot be attacked. Disrupting the enemy's construction rhythm is allowed."

It was the first time for Qiu Ye to see this kind of scene. He thought that the freshmen's practice was just for show. The broken fighters are also real, is this all true?

Finally, the fire was extinguished, and Qiu Ye's face was reflected red by the rays of the sky, her eyes were fixed on a few scolding people, her lips were drawn into a line.

"Are you scared?" Feng Qi asked.

Qiu Ye saw that the hatch of the damaged fighter plane was pried open, and the pilot was carried out. Su Tongyang helped him limped into the building.

"No." He clenched the railing tightly, his voice serious and deep, "It's just my fault that I wasn't fully prepared."

Feng Qi took a deep look at him, as if wanting to look into the depths of his heart.

A student ran up to the tower and reported to Feng Qi out of breath: "The person was slightly injured and sent to the hospital, and the fighter plane was damaged. But the most important thing is that more than half of the raw materials have been destroyed, and the specific data is still being counted. "

Refining is virtual, but the raw materials consumed are virtual. If the warehouse is damaged, it means that there are no raw materials for refining. If you can't refine, you can't store combat consumables. The second stage of the battle will be exhausted.

Feng Qi glanced at the fighter lying on the ground again, and nodded lightly: "Okay, thank you."

The man finished his report and left in a hurry.

"Who attacked us?"

Feng Qi handed the operation panel in front of him, and the scene of a fierce battle between a human-shaped machine and a beast-shaped machine was shown on the screen. Suffering disaster, the beast-shaped machine lowered its fuselage and rushed forward.

"The leader is General Xie." Feng Qi pointed at the humanoid machine.

Qiu Ye was incredulous: "You can tell that it is General Xie just by fighting with fighter planes?"

"Of course I have other ways to know."

"Then who is this?" Qiuye pointed at the beast-shaped machine.

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang, and a huge cat-type beast-shaped machine fell in front of them, which was the one in the image.

The hatch opened, and a person jumped directly into the tower from the fighter plane: "I have patrolled twice, and everyone has withdrawn! Brother, don't worry! If they dare to come, I will bite them to death!"

As Feng Lin spoke, he made a mouth-biting movement.

"Thank you for your hard work." Feng Qi said.

Qiu Ye saw that Feng Lin's face was pale, which was caused by excessive physical exertion, so she hurriedly took out the medicine she used: "Let's recover."

Feng Lin was not too polite, took a big sip of it, and was immediately overjoyed: "Yeah! The effect of this medicine is super good! Where did you get it? I used to have a bottle of similar quality to this one, but I lost it. It’s still there during training in the morning, so depressing!”

Feng Lin pursed his lips, Feng Qi looked at the operation panel as if nothing had happened.

"I practiced it myself!" Qiuye puffed up her chest, thinking that he is Feng Qi's younger brother, so it shouldn't matter if he said it.

"Really! You know how to make medicine!" Feng Lin's beautiful blue eyes were round and big, "That's great! Do you know how much I spend on medicine every month? Ah! Practice more for me!"

"no problem!"

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According to the "Alchemist Code", in order to ensure the inheritance of good genes, alchemists can only marry alchemists, so one alchemist says to another alchemist, "Be my exclusive alchemist!" your husband/wife!"

In an instant, Feng Qi turned around with a distorted expression, full of murderous intent.

The author has something to say: Fenglin: (≧▽≦)/Xiao Qiuye, be my alchemist!

Akiba: (⊙_⊙) Huh?What's the meaning?

Feng Qi: -_-Are you looking for death?Pry my corner!