Chapter 84

But forget it, here we come...

Just do what President Mengqi explained, and then tell Gilded Rose, these alchemists, what is the real medicine alchemy!

Hawking shook his head helplessly, hoping not to waste too much time.

"I came here today because I heard that the Gilded Rose has achieved very good achievements in the alchemy potion. The Hope potion launched some time ago is known as the most magical alchemy potion in Qianfan City in the past ten years, hehe... …”

Hawking stopped when he said this, but this "hehe" was full of disdain and ridicule.

"Hawking's great alchemist, why do you have time to come to the Gilded Rose today?" Farrow knew that he had to stand up at this time.

To be honest, if it were changed to the previous one, and seeing a character like Hawking, Farrow would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word. What a joke, as a ninth-level mage and an alchemist, he would join an archmage. The great alchemist is against it, isn't that uncomfortable for himself...

In fact, that's what Farrow has always done when he was at Noire Auctions.

In terms of seeing the wind and the rudder, no one in the entire Noire Auction House can be better at it than Farrow.

After working in the Noire Auction House for so many years, Farrow made a mistake once, but it was that time Farrow kicked the iron plate, because that time Farrow met Lin Yun...

But today Farrow didn't go...

"who are you?"

"My name is Farrow, the alchemist of the Gilded Rose. I took several classes from you when I was at Oakland College."

"Oh, Farrow, I'm sorry, I'm old and have a bad memory." Hawking smiled, but there was a bit of disdain in his smile.

Hawking is only in his 40s this year, and he still has a long way to go before he "gets old". The reason for saying this is only because Hawking doesn't want to say anything to an alchemist. It's not shameful enough to say it when you meet someone in a foreign country...

Saying that your memory is a bit bad is actually saying, I'm sorry, I don't know you, so don't pretend to be familiar with me!

It's a pity that Farrow is far less interesting than Hawking imagined...

After being mocked by Hawking to express his bad memory, Farrow seemed to have not heard the meaning of this sentence, and still showed great enthusiasm.

"I really didn't expect to meet Hawking Great Alchemist in Qianfan City. By the way, you seemed to say that you came to Gilded Rose for technical exchange? That's great, Hawking Great Alchemist, who attended yours at Auckland College. After the class, I have been obsessed with your profound knowledge, how about you give me some pointers if you have time?"

"That, Farrow, I'm very busy right now." Hawking's face was already a little ugly. Damn, you didn't hear that Lao Tzu has expressed that his memory is not good. Can't you hear what I mean? I don't know you, okay? it is good?

"No, Great Alchemist Hawking, didn't you come to Gilded Rose for technical exchange?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Well, I introduced myself just now, I am the alchemist of the gilded rose..."

"I..." Hawking almost didn't catch his breath. For a while, he really wanted to pull Farrow's ear and ask, does the **** understand what technical communication is? of,

Don't you think that Lao Tzu came all the way from the black tower and collected a lot of precious magic materials from President Monkey, just to come to the gilded rose to guide you?

calm down……

Hawking took a deep breath and kept telling himself to calm down.

He is a dignified alchemist, and if he loses his temper in front of an alchemist and a bunch of onlookers, what he loses is the face of the black tower.

Forget it, isn't it just a pointer?

An alchemist in his twenties can come into contact with how profound alchemy knowledge, even if he comes to ten Lao Tzu to give guidance.

Well, just give some pointers, I just took this opportunity to let everyone know what kind of broken level the alchemists of the Gilded Rose are. Just like this, they dare to brag everywhere, saying that they have formulated the best Qianfan City in the past ten years. Magical alchemy potion, bah...

"Okay, Farrow, if you have any questions, just ask, I'm really busy."

"Thank you, Great Alchemist Hawking." Faroxing hurriedly took out a manuscript from his pocket: "Look, Great Alchemist Hawking, this formula is only missing one key data, and I have been calculating for several months. , but there has been no result, can you help me solve it?"

"Well, let's see..." Hawking casually began to look at the incomplete formula above.

A minute later, Hawking frowned slightly.

Ten minutes later, Hawking's face became solemn.

Thirty minutes later, Hawking pushed the crowd away, found a table, took out a quill and began to count.

An hour later, Huo Jin began to sweat on his head.

After two hours...

Well, after two hours, it was Farrow's turn to get impatient!

"That, Hawking Great Alchemist, have you calculated the result?"

"Wait..." Hawking wiped the sweat from his forehead, "swipe" the quill in his hand, and quickly calculated on the manuscript paper. One manuscript paper was not enough. , are dozens of manuscript papers filled with various characters.

But the more he calculated, the more powerless Hawking felt. This damn Farrow, who didn't know where to get such a broken formula, was like a maze. No matter how hard he tried to calculate, he seemed to be in Going around in the labyrinth, let alone the final result, even a peripheral data has not been taken out yet...

"Alchemist Hawking, it seems a little late, do you want to stay for dinner?"

With a "pop", the quill in Hawking's hand broke...

"Who, go and change a quill for Hawking's alchemist, and bring a blanket over for Hawking's alchemist. His old man may have to spend the night here at night."

"Okay, Farrow Alchemist." No need to ask, House knew he was called, and he changed Hawking a quill pen very quickly, but when he brought the blanket, he found the big alchemist The eyes that looked at him were extremely angry, and suddenly he didn't know if he should pass it.

"Don't worry, Great Alchemist Hawking, it's still early, you should take your time."

Farrow's face is sincere, but his heart has already bloomed with laughter. What a fucking alchemist, he really thinks he is omnipotent, and he dares to come to the Gilded Rose for technical exchanges, and he doesn't even look at who is here. The industry under his name, you know now, a formula that Archmage Merlin took out for me to practice, can make you exhausted.

The quill in Hawking's hand "swiped" across the manuscript paper. There was no sound in the hall except for Farrow's occasionally concerned questions. All the onlookers were full of curiosity and wanted to You know, what kind of formula is this, so that a great alchemist like Hawking can calculate it for a whole morning.

Only Farrow really knows why...

This formula was given to him by the Master Merlin a few days ago and let him use it as a daily practice. Farrow remembers that the original words of the Master Merlin at that time were, when did you finish the calculation of this formula , you can consider how to advance to the master at any time.