Infinite Simulation: From Konoha To Moon

Chapter 88: Alchemy

"Ming Fei, it's your turn! I'll give you 30% of the profits!"

Li Xiang closed the forum and immediately spoke.

Lu Ming Fei, like a hungry wolf emitting a green light, climbed onto the top bunk and pounced on Feng Ge'er, forcefully locking him in place.

Li Xiang also jumped up.

The bunk bed couldn't bear the weight and started creaking.

"You get 30%, Ming Fei gets 30%, and I get 40%."

Li Xiang smiled and said, "How about that, senior brother?"

"Why only 30%?!"

Feng Ge'er exclaimed, "This is too much! You guys don't do anything, yet you want to take 70% of the profits for no reason! You're asking to be hanged on a lamppost!"

"Oh, so you know about that?"

Li Xiang sneered and said, "You act as if you've paid some kind of price, but you sold my phone number!"

"I provided the platform."

Feng Ge'er's arrogance instantly dissipated, and he smiled apologetically, "Giving you 40% is no problem, but why does Lu Ming Fei get 30%?"

Before Li Xiang could answer, Lu Ming Fei confidently said, "The big brother eats meat, the little brother drinks soup, it's only natural!"

"..."

Feng Ge'er felt hopeless, "Are you trying to become gangsters?!"

Li Xiang raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you a prophet?"

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Uesugi Eiri the Neon Yakuza Princess.

"Just tell me if you're in or not."

Lu Ming Fei locked him in and asked.

"I'm in!"

Feng Ge'er chose to compromise in this situation where a man was on top of another man.

What surprised the three of them was that within a few minutes, they had sold nearly a hundred copies.

Li Xiang's phone rang, but he didn't answer and turned it off directly.

Feng Ge'er raised his thumb and said, "Junior brother, you're ruthless. Learn from me and become a paparazzo. You'll be the next Minister of the News Department!"

"No, I'm worried that after I graduate, you still won't have graduated."

Li Xiang said with a killing intent, "There's no sixty-year-old crown prince in this world."

...

Feng Ge'er bent his thumb down and raised his middle finger.

Of course, he didn't dare to do this openly, so he secretly looked down on him.

A night of silence.

In the early morning, the sunlight had already spread across the earth.

"Why do we have pig elbows for breakfast?!"

Li Xiang couldn't help but complain.

"Just get used to it."

Feng Ge'er glanced at Lu Ming Fei and said, "If you don't want to eat, we can order from our S-class menu."

"You're dreaming!"

Lu Ming Fei already knew that the student card was equivalent to a credit card, and the money had to be repaid.

"Just make do with breakfast."

Li Xiang took mashed potatoes and pickled cabbage.

He suddenly remembered a piece of news from his previous life. Was this pickled cabbage stepped on by the beautiful girl Little Dragon Girl?

"Senior brother, here's the pickled cabbage for you."

Li Xiang couldn't eat it.

"Being attentive for no reason..."

Feng Er suddenly froze, only to see a mature woman walking towards the three of them.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, perfectly proportioned, one could say she was a sight to behold.

Especially those legs.

Sizzling and wild.

They must be perfect for riding a motorcycle.

"Wait, it seems like she's coming towards me!"

Feng Er immediately put down the pig's trotter in his hand, straightened his collar, coughed, and greeted, "Hey, beautiful!"

"Lin Jianglong junior brother."

The mature woman completely ignored Feng Er and looked at Li Xiang with seductive eyes, saying, "Do you want a girlfriend?"

As she spoke, she reached out.

Feng Er stood still, holding his chest, with a heartbroken expression on his face.

"Sorry, I have no intention of dating."

Li Xiang stopped her hand and said.

"It doesn't matter if we don't date, we can just try the size first."

The mature woman grabbed him by the hand and handed him a piece of paper, saying, "Contact me tonight."

Li Xiang glanced at the note, which had a mobile phone number on it.

"Damn it!"

Feng Er pounded the table.

"If you like her, you can have her."

Li Xiang threw the note in front of him and said.

"Junior brother, I'm not that kind of person."

Feng Er's expression changed like a Sichuan opera face-changing, revealing a reminiscing look, and said, "Back in the day, your senior brother was also recognized as a heartthrob at Cassel College. I've seen scenes like this too many times. At most, you can only score a seventy, far from being top-notch."

Li Xiang thought to himself, I don't believe your nonsense, you old scoundrel.

He smiled and asked, "It seems like senior brother has many girlfriends, when can I meet them?"

"I've passed through a myriad of flowers, but never touched a single leaf."

Feng Er patted his chest and said, "Your senior brother is very devoted, I can only like one person. When she died, my heart stopped beating."

Lu Mingfei obviously didn't believe it. In his heart, Feng Er's image had already hit rock bottom.

He pursed his lips and said, "I've also heard a saying, men are indeed devoted, they only like beautiful 18-year-old girls in their lifetime!"

Feng Er laughed and said, "It seems like junior brother understands me."

Li Xiang sighed.

One was an unlucky kid who had never been in love, while the other's heart had long turned into stagnant water.

He suddenly thought of a question, how old is Uesugi Eiri this year?

After finishing breakfast, Li Xiang received six invitations from his senior sisters to applaud for love.

"Junior brother, give up your Eastern reserve and go all out! Fight until dawn tonight, never give up."

Feng Er patted his shoulder and said, "Start your hunting time."

"Get lost!"

Li Xiang glared at him and said.

Feng Er quickly ran off to class.

Li Xiang and Lu Mingfei have the same class, Professor Mans' Level 1 Magic Mechanical Design.

At eight o'clock, Mans walked into the classroom on time and nodded at Li Xiang and Lu Mingfei.

But he didn't smile.

He always maintained the most serious state during class.

Li Xiang found it somewhat headache-inducing.

It felt like a liberal arts student going to take a physics and chemistry class.

He glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was actually dozing off.

Truly deserving of an S-level hybrid.

After class, Li Xiang started translating the Bronze City Dragon Text.

There was a lot of alchemy in it, and he planned to give it a try when he had the time.

But most of it was quite difficult.

After all, it was the Dragon King Norton.

It possessed the power of fire and could easily kill "matter" and remove impurities.

It's difficult to replicate scientifically.

Li Xiang planned to use these alchemy techniques to exchange for the support of the academy or to join the alchemy department.

He was just a novice who hadn't even entered the door, so the chances of failure were too high if he tried it directly.

And alchemy was not like language spirits; it required a considerable amount of materials. Knowing the method alone was useless.

After all, you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.

Lunchtime.

Li Xiang didn't eat in the academy cafeteria.

He couldn't stand looking at things like pig's trotters for even a moment.

Fingel came over eagerly to mooch a meal.

Lu Mingfei also unceremoniously ordered two servings of puff pastry cream soup and cheesecake.

In the afternoon, it was Principal Anghe's "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy".

After eating, Li Xiang quickly started translating the Dragon Text.

But unexpected things happened.

Before class, they received a message from the academy that this class was canceled.

Lu Mingfei immediately smiled from ear to ear.

For any student, not having class is always the best.

Li Xiang guessed that Anghe was probably dissecting the Dragon King Norton.

However, he still called the principal and talked about the Dragon Text.

He received a reply to come to his office at eight o'clock tonight.

The ice cellar is the most secretive and important area of the Cassel Academy.

It preserves countless precious dragon specimens and various unspeakable things.

At this moment, Anghe and a group of researchers in white coats were gathered around a bronze jar.

They placed it in a low-temperature quartz glass chamber, unable to come into contact with any metal or fire.

Because the Dragon King Norton might wake up through fire and metal.

By then, they would encounter the biggest trouble, facing the Dragon King directly.

Anghe swept over the dark green copper rust, which was engraved with a pattern of twin snakes guarding a giant tree.

The tree was undoubtedly the World Tree, which was also the emblem of Cassel Academy.

"Is the Dragon King Norton still alive?"

An middle-aged man couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not sure," Angre shook his head and said, "This brass jar was made in the year 33 AD by Li Xiong, who was a minister of Gong Sunshu, but in reality, he was Norton, the true mastermind behind it all. He placed the egg in the Bronze City until it was brought out by members of our execution department the day before yesterday."

"This is not bronze, but some unknown alchemical material."

Someone raised their hand and asked, "How do we open it?"

"With a solution of gray tin, a liquid we obtained from an ancient Egyptian tomb, which is currently the only liquid capable of corroding this alchemical material."

Angre was well prepared.

Originally, Mans had brought the solution of gray tin to the Bronze City, but there was no place to use it because of Li Xiang.

Now it could be put to use.

Two researchers immediately opened the solution of gray tin and slowly poured it onto the surface of the brass jar.

Accompanied by continuously rising bubbles, the internal structure was revealed to everyone.

"Two compartments!"

Someone's face turned pale and said, "One of them is empty!"

Angre remembered Li Xiang and said in a deep voice, "That gap was not caused by the solution of gray tin, but by an old injury, a dragon escaped!"

In an instant, everyone fell into silence.

Two bronzes and the King of Fire?

Does this mean there are eight of the Four Great Sovereigns?

This undoubtedly dealt a blow and subversion to their acquired knowledge.

And their dragon-slaying mission became particularly difficult at this moment.

They used to think they only had to kill four, but now they have to kill eight.

"We captured one Dragon King, will the other attack the Cassel Academy?"

Someone asked with a trembling voice.

Everyone present was a key figure in the Cassel Academy.

Many of them had known about the "Mourning of Summer" incident.

Angre was even a firsthand witness.

A Dragon King-level enemy attacked the Cassel Academy.

It led to the complete annihilation of the Loyal Heart Society and the decline of the Cassel family, the greatest dragon slayer family in history.

Since then, Angre has become a avenger.

His remaining life had only one purpose, to kill the Dragon King, even if it meant nurturing monsters with his own hands.

Night fell.

Li Xiang came to Headmaster Angre's office with the translated Dragon script.

"Please come in."

"Headmaster."

Li Xiang handed over the documents.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Angre showed a hearty smile, opened the documents, and his smile froze instantly.

In addition to the Dragon script Li Xiang mentioned last time, there were unexpectedly nine more alchemical arts.

"At that time, time was pressing, and I couldn't translate them all. After coming back and looking at the photos, I found that there were nine alchemical arts of the Dragon King Norton inside."

Li Xiang gave the reason he had already thought of.

Angre obviously didn't suspect anything, he laughed and said, "Good! Very good! You have once again made remarkable contributions to our academy. With these nine alchemical arts, our strength will increase even more."

Three thousand words, end of the chapter.