I’m Really An Alchemist

He could clearly feel that aging and death left him.

Vitality and youth, come back!

Zhou Qi estimated the time, and then injected life into it. The Great Elder was afraid that he would become a child, so he withdrew his hand.

"Great Elder!"

The Nameks who were hiding on the side crowded around anxiously, glaring at the alchemist with hatred. They turned around and wanted to pull the elder to heal their wounds, but immediately their eyes popped out.

"Evil man, give me death!"

Will's angry shout came from the sky, and the angry warrior smashed to the ground like a meteorite. The energy condensed in his hands floated with intense electric light.

However, a green skin taller than him stood up.

He grabbed the angry warrior with one hand, snuffed out the energy bullet in his hand with the other, and said, "Will, I'm fine!"

Will raised his head in a daze, looking at this strange green-skinned man with a familiar but helpless expression in front of him, he took two steps back and couldn't believe it: "Elder?!"

The Great Elder smiled wryly and shook his head.

"This is the gift I gave to you." Zhou Qi said, "I hope you don't mind."

It's too late for the Nameks to be happy, so why would they care.

Zhou Qi gave such a big gift, it was like rebirth of his parents, his favorability was UP, and Will, who had hated and angry at first, was ashamed, and almost knelt down in front of Zhou Qi to admit his mistake.

The youth version of the Great Elder shook his head, his expression was very complicated, he was happy to restore his youth, but also felt inappropriate.

"Actually, there is no need for you to do this. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world. You let me regain my youth and violated the laws of the universe... sigh..."

Will explained in a low voice that the Great Elder, as the only father of the Nameks today, many people want to use pulsar to restore his youth.

But he always felt that using Dragon Balls to restore youth and prolong life would be contrary to the laws of the universe, and he would not say anything!

But it's good now, I've regained my youth, and my lifespan has been extended.

You can't summon Polunka to make yourself old, right?

The first elder has to recognize it, and he has to recognize it if he doesn't recognize it. Now it seems extraordinarily tangled.

That night, the Nameks scattered all over the planet gathered together and started a bonfire party.

The Namekians don't need to eat, they can survive by relying on water sources, but in order to thank Zhou Qi, they just hunted, fished, and picked fruits. The elder looked at this group of excited people and almost doubted who they belonged to. child?

no way.

The Great Elder is the father of the Namek people, and the alchemist's help to restore his youth is the grace of re-creation, that is, the godfather!

"Mr. Zhou." The elder sat cross-legged, drinking water, and said helplessly, "What wish do you want from the Dragon Balls?"

Zhou Qi thought about it for a while, and then confessed: "At the moment, there is only one wish. I want to find the coordinates of a certain planet. As for other wishes... I haven't thought of it yet."

Will was busy working and cooking for Zhou Qi. Hearing this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Then you can stay with us, wait for your wish, and then make a wish!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, just stay!"

"We haven't thanked you enough yet!"

The crowd was full of enthusiasm and tried their best to retain it.

Zhou Qi shied away again and again, saying that this is not good, isn't this too troublesome for you, and he looked at the silent Great Elder.

Everyone looked forward to the Great Elder.

'What do you see me doing? ? ’

The Great Elder is not willing to let this mysterious alien stay on his planet for more than a few hundred years. He has lived for hundreds of years and has witnessed ups and downs.

Don't say anything if you're not angry.

The kind of power that can restore youth, I have never heard of it!

The first elder even suspected that the purpose of this interstellar traveler to come to Namek was not just as simple as making a wish, but he had a deeper idea.

Even for this idea, he regained his youth for the first time, and gained the favor of the people.

But this is just a guess. You can't just drive people away, right?

The Great Elder drank the last of the water, looked at the expectant eyes of everyone under the firelight, sighed heavily in his heart, and showed a gentle smile on his face: "Why don't you stay, you have the friendship of our Namek star."

Zhou Qi had no choice but to say "ashamed", "I'm so embarrassed, alas, that's fine!"

The alchemist who was welcomed by all of Namek did not live in the village, but opened a biochemical laboratory in a cave not far away.

Finally came to Namek.

Make a wish, make a snakeskin wish?

Dragon Ball counts as a ball, the wish I want to make, I'm afraid it will scare Porrunka to death.

What Polunka can do, I can do too!

For Zhou Qi, Dragon Ball is just a secondary need. The real treasure is this planet, the Nameks who live on this planet.

When he was on Earth before, he stole Bick's somatic cells for research.

Then I discovered that the Namekians were covered in treasures, reborn from severed limbs, created dragon balls, created things in the void, and treated them with nurses.

Can fight, carry and milk.

Knowing martial arts and film techniques.

I have to say that in the entire universe, only the Nameks have so many characteristics. Zhou Qi has studied many super-power races along the way, but the Nameks are definitely the best research products. .

By the way.

In the alchemist's small notebook, the All Kings series was included in the first-level research plan, and the Nameks and Saiyans were the second-level, which shows how much he values ​​this excellent race.

"Not in a hurry."

Zhou Qi thought to himself: "The Nameks are all high-intelligence races. Although I have gained favorability, I am afraid that I will be kept at a distance if I directly expose my needs. I must take care of it!"

The next half month.

Zhou Qi really integrated into Namek. He went to every village to help the Namek people improve tree species, purify water, and also personally participated in the labor.

This kind of action made the elder even more uneasy, and made the rest of the Nameks regard him as a close compatriot.

Zhou Qi also used recreational toys to get along with children.

"Biologist."

The Great Elder thought about Zhou Qi's self-reported identity, and his body trembled inexplicably. He was always afraid of scientists. The former Namek was destroyed by high-level scientific development.

This is also the main reason why he avoids technology.

The Great Elder would rather the clansmen live in the wilderness forever than make the planet endangered again.

What is the purpose of this interstellar biologist?

"Will, where are they going?"

As soon as the first elder went out, he saw that all the clansmen were ready to go out in high spirits. Will glanced at him enviously and said, "Mr. Zhou is going to play an open-air movie again today, and everyone is going to the movies... Great elder, Why don't we go too?"

Great Elder: ? ? ?

I see your horse!

PS: Thanks for the blade of my character Chong

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Chapter 321 Chapter 77 Hongmen Banquet (six thousand words)

"Zi...Zi..."

The radio received the interstellar frequency, and after a murmur, a clear voice came out.

"Welcome to the Interstellar Hotline Channel, which is currently reporting the latest news. The Kurdish King of the Frozen Empire wants to sign a peace agreement with the Galactic King of the Galactic Empire."

"This is the first peaceful exchange between the two empires in three hundred years."

Zhou Qi clapped his palms, placed the special radio on the counter, and leaned on the reclining chair to listen to the radio.

Not far away, an open-air movie is being played, and a group of uninitiated Nameks gather to feel the excitement of the superhero series of movies.

But some people are not interested in movies and sneak over.

"Neilu."

Zhou Qi squinted and stopped the little Namekian who was planning to sneak into his laboratory.

Three hundred years later, this fighting-type Namek who showed his talents in the Namek disaster and even merged with Piccolo is still just a young child.

Even though he is a child, he has shown good fighting ability and is scheduled to be the guardian of the future Great Elder.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou!"

Nelu walked over with a smirk.

Zhou Qi shook his head, threw him a can of iced Coke, and said, "Aren't you going to the movies?"

Neru's eyes lit up when he saw Coke. Nameks can survive by drinking water, but they have never drank such an exciting drink as Coke. Children love to be attracted by bells and whistles.

Filling up tons of Coke, he said cheerfully, "I don't like superhero movies!"

Zhou Qi was a little speechless.

A fighting-type Namekian, he doesn't like Marvel movies with big scenes, but likes romance movies like Titanic. What are you doing, you want love, and you will develop organs anyway?

Neru sat honestly in the chair and listened to the radio curiously.

For him, being able to know what happened on the alien planet was also a very new experience.

Just listening to it made him a little confused. He couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Zhou, isn't it a good thing to sign a peace treaty? Why does it say that signing a treaty may cause war?"

Zhou Qi slowly poured a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and glanced at the curious little green skin.

Phew.

He blew the tea pillar floating in the cup and said, "I'll tell you a story about the Hongmen Banquet."

 …

Galactic Empire.

"Lord Galaxy King, Kurd has bad intentions, you must not participate!"

"The peace treaty is being held on the capital star of the Frozen Empire. It's clearly trying to deceive you. The Galactic Patrol's forces can't affect it at all!"

In the main hall, there was a fierce quarrel about whether to participate in the signing of the peace treaty.

Sitting on the main seat is a large octopus wearing a crown, with a complex humanized expression on his face.

This is the King of the Galactic Empire, the immediate boss of the Galactic Patrol.

"Okay, stop arguing!" The big octopus threw off his tentacles and frowned: "The Galactic Empire has always been peace-loving, guarding the safety of the universe, and catching criminals who disturb the galaxy. This is also the purpose of the patrol police."

"If I don't attend this meeting, what will other people think?"

The arguing people fell silent.

What else can you think?

The word-of-mouth accumulated by the Galactic Empire will turn into running water.

Since you love peace and maintain order, why are you unwilling to go to the peace and mutual aid agreement that the Frozen Empire invited you to participate in? Are you a double-standard party for peace?

Just this question will destroy the credibility of the Galaxy Patrol.

"I have to go!" The Galaxy King paused and squeezed out these dejected words from between his teeth.

"Lord Galaxy King."

Someone wanted to say something, but was pulled down by other colleagues.

Looking at the despairing expressions of his subordinates, the Galaxy King twitched the corners of his mouth and squeezed out an ugly smile: "You don't want to look like mourning, things may not be so bad, Kurds may really want peace... "

These words became more and more low-level, and they became less and less confident, and the Galaxy King finally closed his mouth.

If Kurd loves peace, the sow will climb the tree too!