My stockpiles found each other's presence

Ming Lai has a new understanding of the dead duck in Yi Zecheng. When the other party is fierce and domineering, when he walks towards Dewiger, his eloquent words and confident aura make him mistakenly think that the other party is real. Unearthed, his deeply hidden talent, but when Ludwig left with a harsh word...

Yi Zecheng unbuttoned his suit, casually put his coat on the sofa, his handsome face was calm, he opened his eyelids to look at the expectant boy, and said calmly, "Let's go to the pharmacy .”

Hearing this, Minglai was even more convinced of his conjecture, looked at the other party with bright eyes, and asked expectantly: "Brother, do I really have a great talent?"

"..." Yi Zecheng's arrogant and arrogant expression when facing Ludwig, now he was stunned by Minglai's question, his face was distorted, and he said through gritted teeth: "Don't even think about getting out of the pharmacy until the perfect finished product is prepared." Even if I lock you inside, it's better than letting you go out and embarrass the Yi family."

After a long time, what I just said is all nonsense.

Minglai let out a disappointed "tsk" in his heart, but on the surface he quickly entered the state. Following Yi Zecheng's words, the smile on the young man's face froze instantly, his red face turned pale, and his bright eyes were extinguished by loss and guilt. Bright, but even so, he still clenched his hands and firmly looked at the other party's assurance word by word: "I'm sorry brother, I promise you, even if you die, you can only die in the pharmacy, and you will never embarrass the Yi family." !"

Yi Zecheng's eyes were slightly darkened, and the young man's fragility and strength made him wonder if what he said was too serious, he coughed lightly, ignoring the subtle awkwardness in his heart, and simply said: "I will accompany you , until you concoct the genuine product."

It's really great to have another chance to get close to the grain reserves, Ming Xiaoyao thought happily, and at the same time raised a big smile: "Okay, brother."

Love you, my food reserve.

……

"Crush the petals of Escapella and put them into silver water. Use 3 grams of Tiaotiaocao to calculate with an electronic scale. Any more or less will make the medicine fail." The man's deep voice sounded unhurriedly. , The boring teachings are all the more beautiful.

Yi Zecheng changed into a spotless white robe, dressed rigorously and meticulously, holding a silver knife specially used for experiments with his slender fingers, reflecting the sharp and cold light under the light, and the movements of cutting and jumping grass under his hands were as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, every piece The rhizomes are all cut to the exact point, and the same action seems to have been done for 100 or 1000 years.

Ming Lai tilted his head and looked at the young man. He didn't know much about Yi Zecheng. He only knew that the other party was a rare psychic supernatural power. However, the university chose a research department that didn't match at all. After graduation, he inherited the Yi family's research institute. , to continue the unfinished business of the Yi family for many generations.

The research he has done has nothing to do with pharmacy, but his familiarity with pharmacy is no worse than that of Ludwig. Even when this man is in the laboratory, he exudes a kind of control over the whole audience. Powerful and imposing, he focuses on the research of machines that are so precise that they cannot make mistakes, and are so strict that no one is allowed to make mistakes. In this professional field, he is the only king.

There is no doubt that he is too handsome to have friends.

Minglai's eyes seemed too obvious, Yi Zecheng raised his head and looked at him in the midst of his busy schedule, the young man frowned slightly: "Have you finished what I told you, what are you doing?"

Ming Xiaoyao raised the corners of her lips, and praised in a brisk tone: "Brother is very powerful."

"Tsk, long-winded." Yi Zecheng replied impatiently, but when he tilted his head slightly, he was trying to suppress the raised corners of his lips, and then he really couldn't smile when he turned his head. The young man's face darkened, brother Sla changed his voice again, and his irritable roar almost penetrated the pharmacy: "Yi Minglai, you ran to get the ivy again!!!"

Minglai paused slightly when he put the medicinal herb into the silver water. He lowered his head and realized that what he was holding was really ivy, the culprit of the explosion last time, but he couldn't explain why the same mistakes happened again, just like his body Instinctively acting without thinking, it's as if the combination of star calendula and ivy is a matter of course, but he clearly has no relevant memories, so how could he have such an idea?

Ming Xiaoyao was really confused now.

Yi Zecheng was so angry that his veins burst out, he would have kicked out another person long ago and would never be hired, but this unlucky boy was his younger brother Yi Minglai, that pitiful and irritating doormat. Unable to speak, he walked over aggressively and took the boy to the side of the experiment table, threw away the ivy in his hand, wrapped his waist with one hand, held his hand with the other, and taught him the correct way to prepare the tranquilizer .

Minglai came back to his senses as if he was hugged by Yi Zecheng. The vigorous spiritual energy made his internal organs feel comfortable and ecstatic. The young man's embrace was very warm and powerful. They were so close that they could even Say it fits perfectly.

This is the first time that Yi Zecheng took the initiative to approach him. He almost forgot that he still has the setting of cleanliness under his anger. Of course, Ming Xiaoyao will not remind him of this. Putting aside the doubts in his heart, he just obeyed the opponent's movements and prepared the potion little by little with the help of the opponent.

then……

With a loud bang, the pharmacy room was blown up again.

Minglai: "..."

Embarrassing, his talent is probably really a talent for experimental explosions, but he is pitiful for his food reserves, and his irritable temper will definitely be irritated to the sky again.

It's just that this time I haven't heard Godzilla's roar after a long time. Minglai raised his head to look suspiciously, and saw the young man's handsome face remained calm, and his black eyes were fixed on the messy experiment. After a long time, the deep and magnetic voice sounded faintly: "Continue."

Ming Xiaoyao's heart tightened, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition, and what happened next confirmed his conjecture!

"Bam—!"

"continue."

"Bam—!"

"continue."

"Bam—!"

"continue."

……

Throughout the night, he blew up the pharmacy ten times!

Minglai's eyes were empty and lifeless, his hands were trembling with exhaustion, and he let out a cry of grief and indignation from the bottom of his heart, Yi Zecheng was simply insane, his food reserves were really driven crazy by him!

He blew it up ten times, ten times!And to see what the other party meant, why should he blow up No. 11 times, twelve times, countless times!

With delicious food reserves in front of him, Ming Xiaoyao, who was exhausted and exhausted, just wanted to run away. At this time, what he was most afraid of was the other party's two short words: "Continue."

But unexpectedly, the other party said something different this time, and Yi Zecheng said simply and clearly: "It succeeded."

Ming Lai breathed a sigh of relief, he could finally rest... Wait, it worked?

The young man looked towards the experiment platform in disbelief. He never expected that the medicine bottle was intact when the explosion sounded. It just stood quietly on the experiment platform. Looking from a distance, the golden luster was dazzling and bright, as if Keep sunlight in a bottle for safe storage.

Minglai muttered to himself: "Brother, is the finished product of the tranquilizer so beautiful?"

The fruits of a whole night's hard work are right in front of him, and Ming Xiaoyao spontaneously feels a sense of joyful accomplishment, so excited that he almost wants to cuddle up the reserve grain and eat it to celebrate.

Yi Zecheng took a deep look at him, and before he had time to say anything, he heard the sound of the door of the pharmacy being opened, and at the same time Ludwig's gloating tone after he broke in: "This night I Keep counting, Lao Yi, your brother has blown up the lab ten times, he is really talented."

Yi Zecheng and Ludwig used to be classmates, both graduates of the Imperial First Military Academy. Although they were from different departments, they met because of a cooperation, and later retained this friendship. After graduation, Yi Zecheng entered his own research institute , Ludwig was hired by Winchester to be a pharmacy tutor, so at this time, only he dared to stand up and question Minglai's grades, and mocked his friend's stubbornness.

He walked in and waited happily to see how Yi Zecheng was beaten in the face. The messy pharmacy was really as expected, but when he cast his eyes on the only intact test bench next to Minglai, his eyes couldn't help A condensate.

"...This, is this a tranquilizer?" Ludwig stepped forward quickly, with a strange light in his eyes: "Look at the luster and thickness, this bottle of tranquilizer has already reached the top-grade level, Lao Yi Is this your work? All right, when did you become a potion master? I am really convinced by this alone!"

He is a pharmacy graduate student and Winchester's pharmacy tutor, and he is not as fast as a half-baked guy in Yi Zecheng, but when that person is Yi Zecheng, it seems that it is not so unacceptable. I am used to being crushed, and I always get used to being hit when I stand with this kind of genius who is once in a century.

However, what Ludwig did not expect was that in the next second, his talented student in the pharmacy picked up the bottle of top-grade potion, showed it to him as if offering a treasure, and told him excitedly. He: "Teacher, I made this up!"

Ludwig smiled dryly: "...don't be kidding, Minglai, didn't you hear the explosion when you were a tutor?"

An imperceptible smile flashed across Yi Zecheng's eyes, he looked at his friend mockingly, and said, "It's his work."

"Impossible!!!" Ludwig firmly refused to believe it: "Old Yi, even if you have a good face, you can't make the potion yourself and press it on your brother!"

Yi Zecheng didn't speak, but the sarcasm on his face clearly said, look at how you are dying.

On the other hand, Ming Lai was taken aback by his roar, his already tired and weak hand trembled slightly, and the top-grade tranquilizer just slipped out of his hand, hitting everyone on the ground when everyone was completely unprepared. The medicine bottle fell to the ground, the medicine bottle was torn apart, and the medicine splashed out one meter away, it looked as if he was dying.

Everyone: "..."

But this is not the result. When the expressions of the three people present were frozen at the same time and could not speak, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the potion, and then quickly filled the entire space of the pharmacy, completely covering the three people. shrouded in it.

Minglai smelled it, and found it very fragrant, but then found that something strange happened to the two people next to him.

Yi Zecheng's body was nailed in place, petrified from the ankles all the way up, and barely stopped until the waist, and Ludwig was even more exaggerated, except for one head that could move, everything below the neck was petrified. sculpture!

"...What's the situation?" Minglai muttered to himself in confusion.

It looked like a cauldron of tranquilizers, but the effect of the medicine was a bit too exaggerated, and the patient started to petrify if he calmed down too much.

Ludwig showed a shocked expression on his face. When he looked at Minglai, his eyes were about to drop, and the only movable mouth said dryly: "I believe you now, Lao Yi, you can't do it!" The person who came out of this kind of medicine can break the medicine bottle and spread it in the air to produce the medicine effect. This kind of appalling thing makes me wonder if I am dreaming..."

Yi Zecheng lowered his eyes and added a sentence in his heart: The most exaggerated thing is that even if he is as powerful as him, he will inevitably be recruited, but Minglai has not been petrified from the beginning to the end. Only the god of medicine came to the world to do it.

He didn't say anything, but silently used his abilities to shatter the effects of the petrified medicine. He carried the bewildered Ming Xiaoyao in one hand and Ludwig in the petrified state in the other, and walked outside.

"I think we have plenty of time to talk about it."