God Simulator

The giant god in the sky fought against the cauldron to refine the medicine, and his anger surged into the sky, instantly overpowering all local strange phenomena around him.

Zhang Xiaokai felt particularly unreal.

But the source of divine power is indeed the master in front of him.

It's just that this god in the form of black mist is somewhat different from the divine power that Zhang Xiaokai experienced in the temple. He does not have the burning warmth of faith, but is cold and sharp.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Xiaokai hurried over and said, "Master, master, this is too noisy and will attract a lot of people, and it will be even harder for you to make alchemy!"

The alchemist waved his hand, and the upright god immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Master, we'd better change places first."

Zhang Xiaokai gained wisdom in his desperation: "Although it lasts only a short time, it will also attract the attention of many alchemists."

"We are too conspicuous, and we will definitely be suspected if we stay here. It is better to go to my house... That is the territory of the Green Raincoat Clan. If there are strange phenomena, it can also be said to be the strange objects of the Green Raincoat Clan. Anyway, this kind of That is indeed the case.”

The alchemist nodded.

Then, Shali drove in the direction directed by Zhang Xiaokai.

Along the way, you can see many alchemists coming towards you and ask them about their situation. Zhang Xiaokai and Sha Li only said that they saw a black light and did not dare to approach it. They did not know anything else.

Zhang Xiaokai's family opened a junk shop next to the transit area where the Green Coin Yi clan lives.

The transit area is what the Jindan people call it, but it is actually the excrement place for the green coir raincoat clan.

This group of curse people like to eat a variety of items, and those that cannot be digested will be excreted here.

The alchemist will look for materials here, but they will all be screened through the scrap house. They don't just go digging in those smelly places.

Finding suitable materials from large amounts of excrement is a technology in itself, similar to gold mining.

Alchemist is very curious about this.

So Zhang Xiaokai told her along the way: "Master, in order to recycle the useful things inside, you must first shovel a large amount of stone-like dung into a mining truck, and then sift out the easily found materials, and then put them Add water and stir to soften. The mud will be spread out on the ground and divided into many small pieces, and then people will find it piece by piece."

"This is hard work, tiring and dirty. But the dry waste that is filtered out impurities will be purchased by botanists for fertilizer research."

"Some of the bones, pottery shards, metals, glass, horn and chitin recovered from it can be sold to alchemists, and some to craftsmen, who will process them and sell them as handicrafts."

"Everyone knows about scrap houses, but few are willing to work in this for a long time, because as time goes by, they will have a rotten smell that cannot be eliminated no matter what."

Arriving at the long-awaited home, it still looks the same.

There are farm-like fields, but these are used to spread manure, a wide barn where dry manure is stored, and a house made of stone and wood.

A long way away, the family dog ​​ran out, wagging its tail crazily and jumping up and down at Zhang Xiaokai.

Zhang Xiaokai introduced the situation at home along the way.

Both parents were at home today. When they learned that their son's master and senior sister were here, they quickly poured tea and water, and they were very enthusiastic.

"I didn't expect that there would be an alchemist willing to accept this child. He has been fond of alchemy since he was a child, tinkering with things, and he likes this."

"This child is otherwise good, but sometimes he tends to have random thoughts. Don't mind. He is very honest and serious in his work, and he does not harm others."

"Anyway, thank you very much."

Zhang Xiaokai discovered that the master had been staring at his father.

"The wear and tear on your body is severe."

The father rubbed his hands and showed a reserved smile: "It's like this in this line of work. It takes a long time to work and my whole body hurts. Fortunately, now that my eldest son is helping, I can relax a little bit."

Alchemist asked: "Do many people have this problem?"

"It's inevitable for anyone who runs a scrap house. To find those things, you need to use a pitchfork over and over again. You have to bend your waist to look, look with your eyes, and use your hands to find them. The most accurate way is to find them."

As soon as the alchemist raised his hand, the small crucible in the car flew in.

The crucible rotated slowly, emitting white light, and there was a sound inside.

At this time, the alchemist pointed her finger, lifted the lid, and three pills flew out, and she introduced them into the blue enamel vial that Shali took out.

"This is a "pain-killing pill" that can temporarily block pain. But remember not to take too much, as it can easily lead to dependence and drug resistance. You can only take one pill at a time, which can last about a day."

The father held the medicine bottle in his hand: "I have never heard of such a magical elixir... Is it a secret medicine in the army?"

Zhang Xiaokai whispered: "This is a special elixir refined by the master. Father, just take it."

Then he bowed to the alchemist and said, "Master's great kindness and virtue, my disciple will bear it in mind."

The parents also hurriedly thanked him.

Lianzi's alchemy site was chosen on a hill not far from the scrap house.

Here you can see geese-like green raincoats flying from the sky. They go straight to the transit area. They fly in a hurry when they arrive, but they leave much more leisurely and relaxedly.

The alchemist often has a smoking alchemy furnace above his head, staring at the creatures in the sky, seemingly thoughtful.

Zhang Xiaoxin wondered happily, could it be that the master wanted to use curse insects to make elixirs?

However, what he didn't expect was that the master suddenly became interested in the feces of the cursed insects. She began to walk between the square fields in the staging area, stirring the excrement with her cane and observing it closely.

Alchemist often asked Zhang Xiaokai's parents, as well as Zhang Xiaokai's eldest brother Zhang Dacheng, who now took over the job, and learned a lot about the defecation situation of the green coir raincoat people.

She was not satisfied with this, and later directly asked many green raincoats.

"Are you feeling bloated and have a blockage?"

"Yes, that's what it feels like."

“Feeling like you can’t have a complete bowel movement, along with pain?”

"Yeah."

"And the excretion area should be bleeding and torn, right?"

"Yes, it hurts, it hurts so much."

…

Three months later, Alchemist refined an elixir, which was an ordinary-looking white pill.

This is an elixir specially refined for the green coir raincoat clan.

Alchemy gave these medicines to them to try, and after eating them, the green curse bugs all developed symptoms similar to diarrhea. However, they were very happy. They flew over and lay on the ground one by one, expressing their gratitude to the master.

"Thank you so much!"

"As expected...you are too strong."

"Everyone has been suffering from painful symptoms for thousands of years, and now we finally have a solution."

"We won't die from poop anymore!"

…

They flew away happily to tell their fellow creatures the good news.

The alchemist then said to the two apprentices: "When I came here, I noticed that the feces of the green coir raincoats were in the shape of balls or lumps and were extremely solid, so they needed to be moistened and softened with water before recycling. There were also coagulated blood threads inside, The blood of the green coir raincoat clan is green, and when it dries, it looks like some kind of very slender grass stems, making it hard to notice."

"They defecate a lot and often fly long distances at a time, but they defecate very rarely unless they have to. So this in itself is a kind of damage to the physiological mechanism."

"The less frequent bowel movements increase the physiological burden. The more painful and frightened you are, the more difficult the whole process will be, which creates a worsening situation."

"So that creates long-term illnesses with bowel movements."

She said with a serious face: "This not only destroys the normal excretory organs of the green coir raincoat people, but also damages and squeezes the internal organs due to excessive accumulation of feces, resulting in symptoms such as scratches, bleeding, and organ rupture. In recent years, the green coir raincoat coats have Volume growth is slow, which is the most critical impact.”

"So I refined the "Stomach Soothing Pill" based on their feces and physiological characteristics. In fact, it is not difficult to refine. All you need to do is find some relevant raw materials, test the absorption capacity of green coir, use some herbs and peels, as well as wheat bran and Grease will do it.”

The alchemist looked at Zhang Xiaokai with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is there no alchemist to make this? Does it mean that everyone doesn't care about such serious symptoms at all?"

Zhang Xiaokai blurted out: "Master, but curse insects are different from humans."

"The green coir raincoat also belongs to the Yao people."

"You're right, but..."

Zhang Xiaokai sighed: "In most eyes, curse insects are just curse insects, which are different from the Yao people."

Regardless of whether they are orcs, cat people, blood elves, vampires and elves, people will recognize them as an ethnic group of the Yao tribe, but the curse insects themselves are a notorious group, with a reputation for being huge and destructive.

Even the Jindan Kingdom, which has been at peace with the Green Coil Clothes clan for many years, actually only regards them as a relatively stable group of monsters.

"Also, there is a consensus among alchemists. Whether an elixir needs to be developed depends on the approval of the alchemist group. The subsequent processes, materials, and techniques must be professional enough and meet the corresponding standards. Only elixirs that everyone agrees with The medicine will be refined and promoted together."

Zhang Xiaokai smiled bitterly: "I grew up here, from "Xuelu Garden" to "Alchemy Workshop". This industry is determined by experts, and outsiders can hardly affect the process of elixirs."

"That's weird."

The alchemist's eyes were full of confusion: "Elixirs are originally sold to laymen. Could it be that the alchemists can digest and eat so many elixirs by themselves?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, nailing Zhang Xiaokai to the ground.

His eyes suddenly widened.

yes.

Pills are meant for ordinary people. The alchemists think this one is good and that one is not good, but they will not buy it themselves, because there is a free quota for alchemists to use the elixirs from the alchemy department.

The quality of an elixir should not be decided by the alchemist, but by whether the person who uses it needs it.

Alchemist doesn't like it?

As long as users like it.

The alchemist said: "The alchemist originally made elixirs for laymen. If laymen feel good about it and buy it, the elixirs can be mass-produced. This is right."

A few days later.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and tens of thousands of cursed insects flew towards this side.

The leader is Green Arrow, the leader of this clan.

It landed and bowed to Alchemist: "Thank you very much for your help to us. "Belly Soothing Pill" is of great significance to our family. It will make our lives longer and reduce a lot of pain." "

"In the name of the whole Green Coil Yi family, I would like to express my respect and heartfelt thanks to you!"

Under its leadership, a large number of green raincoats crawled on the ground and spread all over the hill.

This scene shocked Zhang Xiaokai.

The recognition and gratitude of users always fill the alchemist with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

Zhang Xiaokai further strengthened his belief.

Alchemists do not refine elixirs to be recognized by other alchemists, but for the thousands of people who need them.

The place where alchemists are needed is not in alchemy workshops and alchemy departments, but in all parts of the world. As long as there are people who are troubled by difficult diseases, alchemists are needed.

Among the crowd is where the alchemist should go.