Royal Alchemist

His hair was dazzlingly red under the sun. At first glance, he thought it was Youzixun, but he didn't have the nobleman demeanor that Youzixun always carried. He was a little shy and reserved.

Qiu Ye roared in: "Tong Yang, I'm looking for you."

Su Tongyang raised his head from the pile of pastry boxes. When he saw that it was You Ziwei, his expression became extremely complicated: "We are not ready yet, or you..."

"I'm here to help." You Ziwei hurriedly said, "Is there anything I can do?"

Su Tongyang refused: "No need, our side..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiu Ye had already covered her head and said, "Ouch, my head hurts so much, I can't even lift the pastry box!"

Su Tongyang's almond eyes turned sideways.

Qiu Ye had no choice but to rub her temples: "Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt much anymore..."

"I can help move things, or maintain order." You Ziwei insisted.

"It's really not necessary, really, thank you, thank you..." Su Tongyang waved his hands again and again, very embarrassed.

You Ziwei squeezed his fingers uneasily: "Okay...then I'll go first, if you need help, don't hesitate..."

"Thank you."

After You Ziwei walked away, Qiu Ye murmured: "What a coolie, I was driven away by you."

"I already owe a lot of favors to many people, and I don't want to have more creditors." Su Tongyang buried himself in his work.

Qiu Ye leaned over: "You hate him?"

"No, why do you think so? How can I hate someone casually?"

"Hey, I'm chasing you." Qiu Ye hated him for being out of his mind.

Su Tongyang sighed slightly: "I know, but I think it's weird. I just broke up with You Zixun...in fact, it's not really a breakup, and I immediately accepted his brother, making it seem like I have to get involved with their Youjia people It seems that it is too ugly, I can't live alone or what?"

Qiu Ye frowned: "Not many people know that you have had entanglements with You Zixun."

"It's not a question of how many people know, but I know it in my heart."

"Are you thinking too much?"

"It's because you think too little, if you break up with Feng Qi, will you stay with Feng Lin?"

"How is it possible, he is so stupid, why are you cursing me?" Qiuye sighed, "Well, I can understand what you mean. It's a pity, that guy has liked you for a long time, and I always see him glance at you. I still think that if you don't hate him, there is no need to resist so much, don't think so much, and be bound by unimportant things. You just like to think, and you will forget about emotional matters as soon as you think about it. "

"Speak as if you understand it very well." Su Tongyang joked at him.

"That's what it is." Qiu Ye was stunned.

Qiu Ye was dizzy and weak throughout the morning, and at noon she had lunch with Feng Qi without much energy.

In the cafeteria, Feng Qi and You Zixun sat facing each other, discussing the army report while eating.

Qiu Ye staggered and sat beside Feng Qi with the dinner plate in his hand.As soon as You Zixun saw him coming, he obviously paused while eating.

"You can take a look at the training schedule next week. If there is no problem, I will send it on. In addition, I have downgraded Shi Ruihong. He is your person. Do you want to talk to him?" Feng Qi took it easy. review item by item.

You Zixun stared at Qiu Ye, who was eating slowly, without blinking his eyes.

Feng Qi waved his hands in front of his eyes: "You Zixun?"

"Ah?" You Zixun moved a bit to ease the embarrassment, "What did you say?"

"I said, Shi Ruihong, I downgraded him. He belongs to you. Do you want to talk to him?"

"No need!" You Zixun waved his hand, "I scolded him for being lazy, let him learn a lesson."

Feng Qi drew a tick: "Okay, I want to change the positions of Sam and Ling Tai. Sam and his deputy are too impatient, and Ling Tai happens to be a slow person. Let's balance it."

You Zixun stared at Qiuye's dinner plate for a long time, wondering what was going on in his mind.

Feng Qi released a cold aura and coughed hard.

You Zixun turned his face away and said in a daze, "Okay."

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows: "Okay? Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"I don't know." You Zixun was not ashamed, "In short, your views are all correct, you just make up your mind."

Feng Qi shook his head and drew another tick.

You Zixun glanced at Qiu Ye again, cleared his throat, and casually asked, "Did You Ziwei go to see you this morning?"

He asked very cleverly, using the word "you", as if deliberately avoiding a name.

Qiu Ye raised her heavy eyelids: "Yeah, he said he was here to help, he's really nice, eh."

You Zixun pursed his lips, and adjusted his sitting posture unnaturally: "Just go to help? Didn't you say anything else?"

Qiu Ye walked around impatiently with him: "What are you talking about? Pursue Tong Yang? Does it need to be said, people show it in actions."

You Zixun's expression froze for a while, but soon his eyes narrowed, showing his usual suave look: "Very well, this is probably the most daring thing he has ever done in his life."

Qiuye didn't know whether he meant the pursuit of boldness or the matter of robbing her brother's old lover, but this didn't prevent Qiuye from mocking him: "Yeah, it's pretty good, you can't hang yourself on a tree. "

You Zixun tightened his grip on the spoon, and he didn't make a sound for a long time. After a long silence, he laughed again: "Eat slowly, I won't bother you anymore." He walked away with the plate.

Qiuye continued to eat bite by bite. Although she had been busy all morning, she didn't have a good appetite, and the food didn't taste good after chewing.

"You got mad at him." Feng Qi said lightly.

"It deserves it!" Qiu Ye gritted her teeth.

"But the work is not finished yet, if you drive him away, I can only do it alone." Feng Qi said innocently.

"Aren't you a workaholic who likes to work the most?"

Feng Qi kept the information well and put away his notebook: "It seems that you are not the same. It is difficult for me to see you recently, you are busier than Emperor Solomon, and you have a lot of things to do every day, Mr. Qiu."

"Do you think I've spared precious time to eat with you?"

"It touched me to death, thank you."

"Hey, I found that you are getting more and more glib. You were not like this before. Your nature has been exposed."

Qiu Ye picked up the chopsticks to poke him, but he grabbed her hand and brought it to her mouth for a kiss.

But when Feng Qi glanced across Qiu Ye's face, his smile suddenly faded: "Why is your face so red?"

"Is there?" Qiuye touched her face, "It seems to be quite hot."

Feng Qi glanced at Xiao Feilong: "Take his temperature."

Xiao Feilong flapped its wings, curled up its tail, exposed its metal buttocks and stuck it on Qiuye's forehead.

"Hey, don't point your ass at me!" Qiu Ye slapped him away.

"How picky, huh!" Little Fat Dragon rolled over in the air and put the horn into his ear, "39.5°"

"Don't you know you have a fever?" Feng Qi's face was cold, as if Qiu Ye had done something heinous.

"No wonder I have a headache all morning, I thought it was lack of sleep." Qiu Ye muttered.

"Go back to the dormitory and rest." Feng Qi made a decisive decision and picked up Qiu Ye from the seat.

"and many more!"

Feng Qi threatened: "Don't force my princess to hug you!"

"Ah, I haven't finished my lunch yet, what a waste..." Qiu Ye struggled.

"Let me help you solve it!" Xiao Feilong jumped onto the table, picked up the plate, opened his mouth wide, and poured it in with a huff, and burped his stomach.

Qiu Ye opened her mouth in astonishment, and was carried away by Feng Qi.

After being dragged back to the dormitory, Feng Qi asked Xiao Feilong to do a series of checks, and confirmed that the fever was caused by fatigue, excessive immunity, and no other symptoms.After feeding him medicine and stuffing him into the quilt, he was relieved.

"Aren't you going to practice this afternoon?" Qiuye's voice was hoarse, and she didn't feel it when she didn't know it. She knew that she was sick and all the symptoms were coming.

Feng Qi patted his forehead: "I want to keep an eye on you, don't let me go, you secretly go online again or what."

"Don't make me sound like a three-year-old child." Qiu Ye gave up half of the bed and patted it, "Come and lie down, talk to me."

Feng Qi took off his coat and leaned against the bed. Speaking of which, this was the first time he came to Qiuye's dormitory. It was obviously an ordinary dormitory. Except for some refining vessels, there were no personal items, or only Xiao Feilong kept it privately. The rations, but Feng Qi still looked around curiously, and there was something in his heart.

Qiu Ye's mental state is not very good, but she still doesn't want to sleep: "Would you be embarrassed by my attitude towards You Zixun?"

Feng Qi shook his head: "I have a cooperative relationship with him, I can't control his emotional problems."

"I saw that he was very upset when he left. Will he blame you?"

"After all, he is the heir of the You family. He is generally sensible and a man of business. He can distinguish between public and private affairs. If he mixes them up and embarrasses me because you are rude to him, I will look down on him instead."

Qiu Ye raised her head: "Why do I have the feeling that you are scolding me for not distinguishing between public and private?"

"You're just saying something for your friend, it's nothing. But if you come to me one day and tell me that you can't understand You Zixun and ask me to kick him out of the Shining Legion, then it's not a distinction between public and private."

"How could I do such a thing?"

"That's fine." Feng Qi hugged him.

"What do you think?" Qiuye grabbed Fengqi's hand to play with, opened the slender fingers one by one, and then put them together again, "Is that guy You Zixun going too far, actually talking to Freya in front of Tong Yang?" Dancing, he's a wanderer, but Tong Yang has no face."

"It's hard to say right or wrong about feelings. After all, they didn't go all out for this relationship. Of course, You Zixun retreated, but Su Tongyang was also full of worries. If you have a lot of worries, it is inevitable...to make mistakes..." Said At this point, Feng Qi's eyes sank, he hugged Qiu Ye tightly, and rubbed his chin against his hair.

He thought of himself, if he hadn't been afraid of dying in Qiuye's hands, how could he have pushed him to Safirol?Fortunately, it was not too late to wake up.

Qiu Ye hugged Feng Qi's arm: "Oh, I said the same thing about him, I thought too much."

"Perhaps it can only mean that they have no fate."

Akiba clicked her tongue a few times.

"Stop worrying about others, and worry about yourself." Feng Qi said, "The alchemist assessment will be held at the end of this semester, so hurry up and take good care of your body."

The Solomon Empire has an alchemist assessment every year, mainly for prospective alchemists to enter the elementary alchemist and from the elementary level to the intermediate level. The above is not only an assessment, but also an evaluation of their comprehensive strength.Because of the particularity of the Royal Military Academy, the Alchemists Association set up an examination room in the school for the convenience of the students.

In the past, there were not many first-year students who could be called elementary alchemists, but because of the golden five-year relationship, about one-third of them could become elementary alchemists, two-thirds of them could become elementary alchemists in second grade, and two-thirds of them could become elementary alchemists in third grade. It is expected that there will be an intermediate alchemist.

"It's still early, don't worry, I am more concerned about the Independence Day commemoration."

Independence Day on May [-] every year is the founding day of the Solomon Dynasty. To commemorate this great day, grand celebrations will be held throughout the empire.In order to show its specialness, the school will hold a special event.As a military academy, it is necessary to maintain a strong desire to fight. The school has large and small competitions almost every week to stimulate their competitiveness. Independence Day competitions are generally interesting large-scale events.

"I heard that last year was a water gun competition. Thousands of people drove fighter planes and carried water guns to spray in mid-air. It was so spectacular!" Qiu Ye yearned for it.

"That's to commemorate Emperor Eli's first shot in battle. It's turned into a water spray contest with you." Feng Qi raised his forehead.

Qiu Ye expressed dissatisfaction: "It was originally! I don't know what activities will be held this year, so I am looking forward to it."

"You should be quiet. Look at your busy state. Let alone the water gun competition, you can't even participate in the fire-breathing competition. Do you think the water gun is so fun? It's a high-speed impact line gun , if the stored solution is changed to a corrosive liquid, and the pressure is increased by one level, it will be a lethal weapon. If it is sprayed, wait to melt through it. It is specially used to deal with the dragon people. Speaking of which, you Research on the magic dragon people in the Academy of Sciences..." Feng Qi talked for a long time, and looked down, Qiu Ye had fallen asleep on his body.

He was so tired, once the tight strings in his heart were loosened, fatigue swept over him, he could no longer control it, and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Qi gently put him on the bed, kissed his forehead, leaned against him, and closed his eyes.

-

The next day, Qiuye's fever subsided, and she rushed to the Academy of Sciences early in the morning, but as soon as she entered the Academy of Sciences, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.

In the past, people walked quietly, but today researchers are standing in the corridor in twos and threes, talking about something.

He randomly pulled a researcher to ask.

"Don't you know? There was an accident yesterday." The researcher said seriously, "The first team tried to extract the brain data of the dragon man, but the brain waves were too strong, and the instrument exploded, injuring two researchers. The principal is not happy."

The first team was assigned to try to extract data from brain memory. This is the method that is always used to treat important local captives during wartime. It was the first time to try it on the dragon people. It is said that the previous few times were unsuccessful. I did not expect this This time not only failed, but also caused personal injury. One can imagine how irritable Zhu Xifeng would be.

But it didn't have much to do with Qiuye. They came to the laboratory of their third group to start a new day of work.

There were only seven people in the third group. Autumn leaves came early today, and no one else arrived. There was only one elderly high-level alchemist surnamed Zhong in the laboratory. It was almost down to his chest, and when he squinted his eyes to look at the data on the screen, Qiuye doubted whether he could see the numbers clearly.

But Qiuye dare not laugh at him. It is said that he has been in the Royal Academy of Sciences for nearly 50 years. Even Zhu Xifeng would call him Mr. Zhong when he saw him. It was he who was so scared that he almost had a heart attack.

"Morning, Mr. Zhong." Qiu Ye greeted warmly.

"Hey, good morning, here we come, here we come." It may be because he is so old that he repeats himself unconsciously.

"Mr. Zhong, I brought some pastries that you said you liked last time. They are not too sweet. You can try them again." Although their pastry shop only sells fifty copies a day, Qiuye will ask Su Tongyang to make more from time to time. Bring flattering.The old man is very old, and he still likes to eat this kind of sweet and sticky food.

"Hey, good, it's not sweet, it's not delicious, it's not sweet, it's not delicious." Mr. Zhong muttered, grabbing a handful of medicinal powder on the table and throwing it into the small alchemy formation. The flames burst out, the old man stared at it for a while, and wrote down a few notes in his notebook.

Qiu Ye on the side twitched the corners of his mouth. Although what Lao Zhong was doing was just a preliminary refining process, Qiu Ye had to make a lot of preparations to do it. The refining process took about 10 minutes. This old man did it so casually .However, after being in the Academy of Sciences for a long time, I saw too many similar phenomena, and Qiu Ye was almost numb.

"When will I be as powerful as Mr. Zhong?" Qiu Ye sighed.

Elder Zhong turned his head and smiled, took a bite of a piece of pastry: "Very soon."

Qiu Ye turned on the optical brain to continue his research.

"I think back then, when Xiaozhu entered the Academy of Sciences, he was only as old as you." Mr. Zhong said casually.

Qiu Ye suddenly became interested: "You mean Dean Zhu? Did he come here at a young age?"

A picture of little Zhu Xifeng angrily throwing Rose Lily out of the gate appeared in his mind.

"Hey, it's so tall." Elder Zhong casually compared an obviously wrong one, who was only about the height of a seven or eight-year-old child, "Principal Clark personally picked him, saying that Xiao Zhu was the tallest boy he had ever seen. Gifted kid."

Dean Clark?Qiu Ye suddenly remembered what Jon once said about the unexplainable grievances and grievances between Zhu Xifeng and his Clark family.Mr. Zhong has done research in the Academy of Sciences for 50 years, and he should have experienced many deans.

"Mr. Zhong! Tell me about Dean Clark and Dean Zhu, and I will bring you cakes tomorrow."

"Hehe, okay." Mr. Zhong is also a person who likes to chat very much. "At that time, Xiao Zhu was very young, but his temper was not very good. Because he was bullied at a young age, he was very dissatisfied, so he secretly revenged himself. He put burning balls in his pockets, put odor patterns in his shoes, and caused many disasters. Many people didn’t like him and sued Dean Clark to force him to drive him away, but Xiao Zhu really wanted to stay in the Academy of Sciences. Standing alone in a corner crying."

"Crying?" Qiuye almost fainted from fright, what would the proud Zhu Xifeng do when he cried?

"Ah, I seem to be crying, I don't remember, I'm getting old, anyway, I'm just hiding in a corner by myself."

"Then what happened later, surely you didn't leave?"

"Principal Clark was very tolerant, muttering: My little lion. Then he took him to his office, taught him alchemy, and assigned him tasks. He is indeed very talented, and he became a high-level alchemist at a very young age. Teacher, it's amazing."

"Later, Dean Clark disappeared?" Qiu Ye connected Zhong Lao's story with Jon's story.

"Yes, it's missing." Mr. Zhong sighed, "It's a pity. Alas, Dean Clark is also a genius. A genius. Xiao Zhu was very sad and angry, and accused the Clark family of being so powerful that they didn't want to try their best to find him." An important figure in the family, and a few years later he became dean."

After listening to the story, Qiuye thought about it for a long time, and still felt that it was still unfinished. There are too many wonderful stories from the parents, and I can never finish listening.

After pounding his head, he started to work after chatting and gossiping.

He operated the optical computer, continuously input and adjusted various data, and carried out simulated refinement.The work of their third team is to compare the genes of the human Edmund and the dragon man Edmund, and try to refine the human gene into the dragon man gene. Akiba is studying one of the genes, but has no clue and has little effect , and this is only one group, and there are countless groups of genes waiting for them to study, as expected at the beginning, as Zhu Xifeng judged, the most core but the most difficult to produce results.

It would be great if I could get their demonized medicine, Qiuye thought.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly the siren sounded in the Academy of Sciences.

The sound of the siren means disaster, Qiuye was terrified when he heard it, and now the only person in the Academy of Sciences who can cause chaos, besides Edmund, is there anyone else?

"What happened?" Elder Zhong raised his head from the alchemy formation.

"Mr. Zhong, hide well, I'll go out and have a look." Qiu Ye condensed a dagger and held it in her hand.

Now there are soldiers guarding inside and outside the Academy of Sciences, knowing that if they don't go out, Edmund will be dealt with by the soldiers sooner or later, but Qiuye just wants to go and see.

Edmund's voice kept coming back to his mind: save me, it hurts, save me, it hurts...

As if it was really his companion calling, Qiuye couldn't control his emotions, something was driving his instinct.

Reason made him hold the dagger tightly. He didn't need anyone to tell him where Edmund was. As soon as he went out, he naturally walked in a certain direction, walking faster and faster, and finally started running.

He slammed open a passage door and stopped abruptly, eyes wide in horror.

"Help!" A researcher fell to the ground.

Edmund unexpectedly escaped from the glass cage, stepped on the researcher, stabbed his heart with a big hand, and smiled ferociously.

Researcher vomits blood from mouth, eyes bulging.

help me!help me!

That voice is still calling...