Swire Overlord

Chapter 695 Worship me as a teacher
Xie Yue and Phantom watched Zhao Yufan not leaving the room in surprise, with weird expressions.

General Fengyun's face was also a bit gloomy, and he sat here waiting for him all night, but he didn't say a word himself, and he was about to leave the room.

"stop!"

General Fengyun's entourage finally couldn't help shouting.

Zhao Yufan was taken aback, General Fengyun and the others could clearly see his trembling body.

He followed the prestige and asked in surprise, "General Fengyun, why are you here?"

In an instant, the room fell into silence. No one would have thought that Zhao Yufan would forget the existence of General Fengyun.

Looking at Zhao Yufan's sincere eyes, General Fengyun and the four followers didn't show any anger at all. They knew that the reason why Zhao Yufan ignored their existence was because he was too serious.

"Brother Zhao, I heard that you are refining the elixir. Have you researched it?" General Fengyun asked anxiously. Hearing Zhao Yufan say "successful" just now, there should be hope.However, Zhao Yufan's movement of shaking his head knocked his newly raised hope to the bottom.

"General, I have only temporarily researched the elixir to suppress the plague. This elixir can only delay the plague from destroying the body and allow people infected with the plague to live a few more days."

After listening to Zhao Yufan's words, General Fengyun kept nodding his head: "That's a great achievement, you can be regarded as the benefactor of the entire Mingyue City."

Zhao Yufan showed a bitter smile, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, General, I have developed very few pills. I have only refined [-] pills from night to now, and I need other alchemists to refine them together to produce them in large quantities, but even if there are It is impossible for an alchemist to refine and mass-produce quickly."

General Fengyun was too excited to consider what Zhao Yufan said later. He thought that Zhao Yufan was just the lowest-level alchemist, and there were not a few alchemists in the entire Fengyun Street. As long as they were gathered together for refining, mass production should not be a problem.

Zhao Yufan didn't say anything, but directly handed the secret recipe of alchemy to General Fengyun, then sent him out of the door, and went back to his room to rest.

In the deserted streets, there are no traces of cats and dogs. They either died of illness or were brutally killed to prevent cats and dogs from running around and infecting the plague.

In the early morning, there is a cold air everywhere, the cold air emerges from the cracks in the marble floor, the cold air hangs on the walls, the cold air rises in the courtyard, the cold air is permeated in the shade of the trees, and the human heart is also full of cold air.

Perhaps, the only hope at this time lies in the elixir refined by Zhao Yufan, but because all the streets in Mingyue City were blocked and no one was walking around, the news did not spread for the time being.

In Fengyun Mansion, hundreds of alchemists were constantly busy, and they began to refine according to the secret recipe of the elixir given by General Fengyun.While refining, they were wondering, could this elixir really control the plague?

General Fengyun also had doubts in his mind, but this emotion was quickly dispelled, because the elixir refined by Zhao Yufan had already been given to the patient, and the patient had improved a little bit. What is unexpected is... after taking this elixir Even Zhao Yufan didn't know about the effect of resisting the plague. After all, he hadn't experimented with the pill, but the effect of the pill against the plague was not very strong. It only played a certain role, but it was enough to inspire everyone. morale.

General Fengyun grabbed the sword in his hand and stared at the busy alchemists in front of him. He was burning with anxiety. He needed to figure out how long it would take for the alchemists to refine and how many pills they could make, so as to distribute them.

A full two hours have passed, and no one has successfully refined it. The hearts of everyone present are tense. This is a life-saving elixir. Reducing the danger by 1 minute is equivalent to reducing the danger by 1 minute. Now every minute is a few pills , a dozen or hundreds of lives.

Three hours later, people successively refined the elixir. As everyone succeeded in refining the elixir, their hopes became more and more dim, and finally almost shattered.

The people present were completely dumbfounded, because hundreds of them refined a total of [-] pills, which is a drop in the bucket for those infected with the plague.

Only now did General Fengyun understand Zhao Yufan's last words, only then did he realize that he had underestimated Zhao Yufan, only then did he realize that Zhao Yufan was not the lowest alchemist, and now he understood a lot.

The alchemists still continued to refine alchemy. Among them, more than a dozen well-known alchemists on Fengyun Street asked to see Zhao Yufan. They had different purposes for seeing Zhao Yufan. Some of them did not refine the pill just now, and some wanted to ask How did Zhao Yufan research it? Some people want to know who Zhao Yufan is, some people suspect that Zhao Yufan has expert advice behind the scenes, and some people humbly ask for advice.

General Fengyun looked at the group of alchemists with various purposes in front of him, frowning and thinking.After a long while, he said slowly: "Okay, everyone, wait here for a while, I will send someone to invite him."

Ma Qiu, a third-rank alchemist on Fengyun Street, took a step forward, with a look of displeasure on his face: "General, we saw him to show him face, why send someone to invite him. Before me, we went directly to him, which is also our right His respect."

"He doesn't like to be disturbed." General Fengyun said with a sneer. These alchemists had malicious intentions. He still didn't want to expose Zhao Yufan's whereabouts. Fengyun Street has made great contributions, so one should not be too ungrateful.

Soon, Zhao Yufan was invited to Fengyun Mansion.Accompanying Zhao Yufan were Green Bamboo and Orchid. The three of them had just stepped into the alchemy area of ​​the mansion, and they could feel the hostile eyes of everyone.

Qingzhu Dai frowned slightly, and sneered in a low voice: "Master, do they want to thank us, or do they want to question us?"

Zhao Yufan smiled helplessly. He had already walked in front of General Fengyun and bowed to salute: "General."

General Fengyun was a little embarrassed, and after Zhao Yufan sat down, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, I am causing you trouble. These alchemists want to meet you, but they are the most prestigious alchemists on Fengyun Street."

Hearing this, Zhao Yufan immediately pretended to be surprised, and nodded to the alchemists around him to show his respect and flattery. His performance made Ma Qiu and other alchemists extremely dissatisfied.

Ma Qiu stroked his chin, looked carefully at the young man in front of him, and asked, "Young man, I heard that you made the pill to control the plague?"

"Well, it was refined by chance last night, which made the younger generation laugh."

"It's a fluke?" Ma Qiu heard the words, and the smile on his face became wider: "I guess so, how can you refine the elixir to control the plague with your level? By the way, I haven't asked the name of your master yet?"

"Senior, I don't have a master."

Zhao Yufan replied bluntly, with a strange tone.

Ma Qiu rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "You don't have a master? Then worship me as your master."

(End of this chapter)