Chapter 303 302. This Is an Out-of-Print Prop, Out-of-Print!

After discovering traces of the things, Mo Cheng continued digging down the basement. After digging a huge hole in the center, he finally encountered a layer of cold iron under the soil.

Realizing that what he encountered was cold iron, Mo Cheng raised his eyebrows. He was surprised that the alchemy product buried in the soil was so powerful that it could actually extract trace elements from the soil and synthesize cold iron.

Although this cold iron only has a thin layer, it forms a closed iron box to wrap the alchemical products. Mo Cheng picked up the cold iron box. The cold iron box was not big. It was a cube with a length, width and height of twenty centimeters.

Holding the box, Mo Cheng thought for a while, then gently knocked the cold iron box with his hand, making a clanging sound, and asked at the same time: "Is there anyone there?"

Following Mo Cheng's tapping, a moment later a white mist floated out of the cold iron box, and then it actually gathered into a human shape.

Wearing the white coat unique to an alchemist, but dyed with many unknown colors, his hair is all white and unkempt, he looks like a scholar and expert who focuses on his career and lives more than anything else.

"Who, who is disturbing the greatest alchemist Stuart Ive with his research?!"

Stewart's eyebrows stood up like an angry lion. He looked like an otaku who found his room door opened after returning home and all his collection of handicrafts were poisoned by naughty children.

Mo Cheng had no doubt that if the person in front of him still had a physical body, he would smash the object in his hand over without hesitation.

Almost all scholars who were interrupted in their research had such a temper, and Mo Cheng was used to it.

Of course, Mo Cheng happened to have a way to calm down these researchers who were furious because their train of thought was disturbed, and it was the one that alchemists were most irresistible to.

"You are a hybrid of a pig beast and a sandworm; a life form with incomplete evolution; an imbecile with congenital mutations..."

Stewart used his expertise to try to define this life form called [Mo Cheng], trying to redefine Mo Cheng's race, gender, intelligence, and genetic makeup. He had to say this even if Mo Cheng heard it. Mood swings.

If he continued to listen, he might smash the guy in front of him with one punch, so Mo Cheng interrupted him directly: "Do you want dragon blood? Pure dragon blood, not inferior products extracted from dragonborn or dragon beasts. .”

"Fuck you...huh?! Dragon blood? Pure dragon blood? Do you have it?"

After asking three questions in a row, Stewart almost turned his face to Mo Cheng, "The dragon has disappeared for countless years, how can you still exist?!"

Mo Cheng didn't say anything. He took out a test tube filled with red liquid, "Do you have a way to tell it apart?"

Hearing Mo Cheng's question, Stewart's face made of white mist immediately turned red. It was anger, the anger of being questioned about his professionalism.

"Are you questioning the great [Alchemy Star]? Stupid creature, pour down the blood on your hand, and I will tell you how old the owner of this blood started to have wet dreams!"

Opening the test tube, he poured a few drops of blood into the cold iron box. The blood was immediately absorbed by the cold iron box. Then Stuart's eyes widened as he analyzed what was in the blood.

But the more he analyzed it, the more doubts he had.

"Strange, what kind of dragon's blood is this?"

"The powerful fire power should be a red dragon, but the vitality contained in the blood is a bit like a black dragon."

"There is also a deep sea aura, like a sea dragon."

"Only the silver dragon can possess such abundant magical elements."

"What the hell is this dragon?"

Ignoring Stuart's thoughts, Mo Cheng asked from the side: "Is the great [Alchemy Star] satisfied with this?"

Although it was a question, Mo Cheng knew that no alchemist in the world could resist the temptation of dragon blood, let alone that the dragon had disappeared for a long time at this time.

To put it bluntly, what Stewart is facing at this time is the temptation called "Out of Print".

Not many people can resist this temptation.

As an alchemist, Stewart was not among them. He stared at the test tube in Mo Cheng's hand, "How much dragon blood can you provide me?"

"One bottle every half a year."

"make a deal!"

With that said, Stewart's white mist form disappeared, and the cold iron box jumped directly into Mo Cheng's arms.

"You can probably find me because you have read my notes. Wait until you find a suitable place and then wake me up to expand it."

After saying that, there was no movement in the cold iron box, and he didn't know whether he was sleeping or studying the few drops of dragon blood.

Mo Cheng put away the cold iron box and filled the hole he dug before returning to Fairhaven.

The cold iron box in my arms is officially called: Stewart's Alchemy Laboratory.

It has its own space inside, which is the masterpiece of Stewart, also known as the "Alchemy Star". In order to get rid of the limitation of lifespan and be able to delve deeper into the field of alchemy for a long time, Stewart spent all his life's learning and all his savings to create such a place. Before his death, he transformed his thoughts into codes and uploaded them to [Stewart's Alchemy Laboratory], becoming an existence similar to a magic tower spirit.

It's hard to say whether Stewart is still the [Alchemy Star] now, but the person involved is very open-minded. He only cares about research on alchemy. Other questions like [Who am I] are trivial.

Mo Cheng didn't know any more information about Stuart, but he did know that this seemingly hard-to-talk alchemist was actually very talkative to a certain extent.

Basically every lord player in [Exotic Land] knows how to deal with this old man.

Provide precious materials. As long as you negotiate the hiring price with Stewart, he can use [Stewart's Alchemy Laboratory] to help you create many things. He has extremely strong control over the alchemy laboratory and can even make materials without loss. Deformation occurs.

So at that time, a player came up with a new operation. He handed over all his knowledge about modern production line technology, lathes, photolithography machines, etc. to the alchemist in front of him who had died thousands of years ago.

After that, the lord-type props [Stewart's Alchemy Laboratory], which many players nicknamed the [modern production line], were completely completed.

Through the feeding and upgrading of a large number of rare materials, in Mo Cheng's memory, [Stelter's Alchemy Laboratory], with the cooperation of several lord-type players, forcibly created the magic wave of eternal night that destroyed everything. An air carrier once used super-saturation bombing to repel the immortal legions for several days.

Of course, something like the Space Carrier is born with the DEBUFF of a crash, but before it crashed, its record was far better than the second best among players.

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