Chapter 69: Night Talk in the Hut

  "It's finally down to the last step."

  15 minutes later, Sun Yan took out the ruby crystal dish from the freezer, took a deep breath, and turned on the two ray lamps on the experimental table.

  Wow!

  Two rays of light intersect and shine on a two-inch square vessel, this is the final step in the preparation of the original solution - illumination.

  According to law, it is the original liquid that solidifies and takes shape after being irradiated with rays, fully exerting its efficacy. This step emphasizes the grasp of the angle and time of irradiation.

  Sun Yan moved the two ray lamps in a clockwise and counterclockwise direction, conducting an all-round three-dimensional illumination without any difference for 30 minutes before turning off the lamp.

  He let out a long sigh and smiled, saying: "Alright, just wait another 10 minutes and appreciate my masterpiece."

  After irradiation with a lamp, the gene original liquid needs to be left standing for 5-10 minutes before it really takes shape. Of course, this refers to the lowest-level gene original liquid, and the preparation of high-level gene original liquid is far from that simple.

  After 10 minutes, the original liquid in the red crystal bowl finally took shape. However, just looking at its appearance makes one not dare to praise it.

  Looking at the original product in the red crystal dish, Sun Yan's face was defeated, and he muttered: "Isn't it said on the data that the gene original liquid of the finished product is like a block of cream, with a smooth surface like a mirror, crystal clear and transparent? How come mine looks like this?"

  The stuff in the red crystal dish is hard to imagine as a gene solution, it's like a piece of degenerated gelatin with many particles of different sizes inside, and its surface is uneven and bumpy. Moreover, on the surface of the gelatin, there are white hairs growing out, just like mold, which is really disgusting.

  Mu Tong spread his hands, revealing an "I told you so" expression, and said: "Ah Yan, I've already said it, alchemists value innate talent the most. Have you ever heard of any famous martial artist who is also an excellent alchemist? It's extremely rare."

  Looking at this failed work, Sun Yan's stubborn temper suddenly emerged, saying: "No way, let me try again. This is just my first time, failure is the mother of success!"

  Mu opened his mouth, shook his head helplessly, sat down beside him, and began to flip through a magazine leisurely. He knew that today he couldn't use his own laboratory anymore.

  In the late afternoon, Sun Yan finally stopped adjusting and stared at the six red crystal crucibles on the experimental table, his face extremely wooden.

  Inside the six utensil boxes, there are six pieces of gel-like substance. Their appearance is surprisingly identical, with uneven surfaces covered in a layer of white fluff, making one feel nauseous just by looking at them.

  Sun Yan let out a long sigh and muttered: "It seems that I really don't have the talent for this."

  Sun Yan is not a person who easily admits defeat. Once he takes something seriously and starts doing it, he will not give up lightly until he has persisted for some time.

  But the fact is very cruel.

  The finished products are probably going to be evaluated as the worst gene fluid in history by anyone.

  It's actually nothing, and it's impossible to do anything in one go. The key is that for a whole day, all the materials in the laboratory were used up, and six original liquid products were adjusted, but they were exactly the same, without any sign of progress.

  Even if there was a little bit of progress, Sun Yan's mood wouldn't be so terrible.

  Looking at his depressed expression, Mu Tong patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "A Yan, don't take it to heart, you don't have to worry about your grades either. The ship will naturally sail straight when it reaches the bridgehead, and there's still plenty of time before the end of the semester."

  Sun Yan nodded silently, he wasn't worried about the credits, but was genuinely interested in the gene solution configuration. However, many things in life are like this, they can't be done just by thinking about it.

  Sun Yan chatted with Mu Tong for another two sentences, then left the lab with a sense of regret, and even lost his appetite for dinner.

  In the lab, Mu Tong jumped up and down, staring at the messy experiment table, "A Yan, you bastard, how could you make my lab such a mess? I hate cleaning the most."

  Mù thought for a moment, let out a sigh, opened up a custom-made holographic computer, inputted a piece of information, sat down in the chair, and leisurely flipped through a magazine.

  A moment later, the sound of knocking on the door rang out, and the laboratory door was pushed open. A young man walked in, with a sturdy build, his short hair standing upright, wearing a black suit, exuding an extremely fierce aura as he moved.

  Walking up to Mu Tong, the young man bowed respectfully: "Young Master, is there anything you'd like to instruct?"

  "Stop calling me 'young master' outside, got it? Now help me clean up this mess on the workbench and make it spotless."

  "Yes, young master."

  "Don't call me young master!"

  Young man smiled and bowed, turned around to sweep the test bench, when he saw the adhesive of those six instrument boxes, a strange expression appeared on his face, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

  "Master, may I ask, where should these six vials of gene source liquid be placed?" The young man asked cautiously, choosing his words carefully. If these gel-like substances could be considered gene source liquids, then E-grade gene source liquids would be worthless.

  Upon hearing this, Mu Tong immediately distanced himself and shouted: "I'm talking about these trash, get rid of all of them. These aren't my concoctions, they're Sun Yan's 'masterpiece'. With my innate talent as Young Master, I can at least come up with something better than this."

  "Ah, it's actually Young Master Sun."

  The young man looked surprised, staring at the six pieces of gum, and smiled: "It's always good to try. Sun Shao is exceptionally talented, with a natural gift that is astonishing. Last time I secretly protected Young Master, he subtly sensed it, his sixth sense far surpassing that of a second-level martial artist. He can be said to be a martial arts prodigy with an extraordinary talent. If he also has the talent of an alchemist, it would be too enviable."

  Mu nodded in agreement and muttered: "Ah Yan has been working hard since he was a child, saying that he is a martial arts genius is not as good as saying that he is rewarded for his diligence."

  The young master is right.

  The young man quickly swept the experimental platform and finished cleaning in no time.

  The man placed six red crystal dishes and asked, "Young Master, these gene source liquids were mixed by Young Master Sun after all. It's a bit impolite to just throw them away. Why not take them to our Mu family's small auction house for an auction? Maybe they can be sold for a good price."

  Mu's whole body shook, and he said in shock: "Do you think others are fools? Would they go and take pictures of such inferior original liquid, saying it's inferior is being polite, this is actually a defective product."

  The young man laughed and said: "That can also be used as a gift, packaged, and inferior products are also high-quality. Using inferior products to pretend to be good, in this aspect, our Mu family is an expert."

  "Alright, go ahead and handle it as you like, no need to ask for my opinion."

  "Yes, young master!"

  The young man bowed again and respectfully left the laboratory.

  ……

  At night, at the end of Luliu Street, in front of a small house, Sun Yan stepped on the path and walked slowly.

  Before he even knocked on the door, it swung open and Old Man Wood beamed with a smile as he welcomed him in, "Welcome, welcome! Young Sun, you're right on time. I've been waiting anxiously for you!"

  "There, I am a man of my word."

  Sun Yan walked in with a smile, although today was depressing, but his personality has always been optimistic, and he rarely took it to heart.

  Hand over three chips to Old Wood, the latter is like a treasure, and the smile on his face is even more brilliant. He repeatedly invited Sun Yan to sit down and have tea.

  An old man and a young boy sipped Wudao tea while watching a movie, starting various topics unsuitable for minors.

  As they chatted, the old man sighed: "Indeed, hearing your words is better than reading ten years of books. If I had met Brother Sun earlier, I wouldn't have been like a frog at the bottom of a well, looking up at the sky for so long."

  "Old wooden brother is wrong!"

  Sun Yanwen solemnly clasped his fists, took a sip of tea, and said: "Actually, Mu Lao's tea is quite valuable. After drinking it, I feel like my mind has cleared up like the sky on a sunny day, and many stagnant places in my martial arts have suddenly become clear. I think I've taken advantage of him."

  Drinking Wudao tea, Sun Yan indeed felt his mind as calm as a pool, and his thoughts became clearer and more acute. In the afternoon, when making the initial liquid blending for the first time, this feeling was extremely obvious, but unfortunately, the result of the first attempt at blending was disappointing.

  "Haha, as long as Sun Xiaodi likes it, that's all that matters." The old man smiled and just as a movie ended, he casually asked: "I think you seem to have something on your mind, isn't it because you've just started school and encountered some troubles?"

  Sun Yan couldn't help but be surprised: "How did you figure it out at a glance? It's not that obvious, is it?"

  The old man laughed and said: "Others may not be able to see it, but at my age, I've eaten more meals than you've walked roads. Can't you see that?"

  Sun Yan let out a sigh and didn't hide anything, recounting all the troubles he had encountered since entering school for a week.

  Finally, Sun Yan shrugged and self-deprecatingly said: "It seems that I'm a jinx, as soon as I entered school, I was assigned to Luliu Street 4444. One week into school, my credits are still at 10 points. By the end of the semester, even 50 credits might not be enough, it seems like I'll inevitably face the fate of being expelled. Probably in the long history of Emperor Feng Academy, a student like me is one-of-a-kind."

  Quietly listening to Sun's words, the old wooden head nodded slightly, with an inscrutable expression on his face, saying: "Sun little brother, don't belittle yourself. Actually, I've been at Emperor Wind Academy for so long, and when I first entered school, there were students who suffered even more than you, and I've met a few of them."

  "Uh, is there someone who's even more miserable than me?" Sun Yan asked in astonishment, "What kind of misery? Tell me about it, so I can feel a bit better."

  The old man took a sip of tea, revealing a nostalgic expression, and said: "As for the specific situation, I don't remember it clearly either. All I remember is that 300 years ago, there was an ordinary student who enrolled in this school. This student particularly liked to play pranks, causing chaos throughout the entire semester, and his grades were all zero points. The first time I saw him, he had just made a female teacher cry on the spot."

  "How can it be so fierce? It's an idol!" Sun Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

  "Another one was 100 years ago, it was a female student, and her situation was even more severe. Within three months of enrollment, she sent over 300 students to the hospital, and her credits were deducted to minus 1,500, what a heinous behavior!"

  Sun Yan's eyes widened in disbelief: "Minus 1,500 credits? Can credits be negative? Such a serious violation of school rules, shouldn't it lead to expulsion?"

  The old man sighed and said, "Alas, the school still thinks she's too young when she entered school at 13 years old, this little girl doesn't understand things, so unruly!"

  Upon hearing this, Sun suddenly became speechless. At the age of 13, she was admitted to Emperor Wind College and within three months of entering school, she had sent 300 students to the hospital. That female student was undoubtedly a top genius, and the school did not expel her, definitely because they wanted to keep this genius.

  "Oh, right." The old man suddenly remembered something and said: "These two students are both living at 4444 Luli Street."