"Yes, sir. The notice has been posted on the bulletin board in front of the cafeteria." The foreman reported with a stiff neck, now regretting his decision to come and report, if he had known it would be like this, he wouldn't have dared to come.

  "Get out!" Ram slapped his subordinate in the face, knocking out a few teeth.

  The foreman covered his cheeks with a sullen face, the reward was not received, and he was also slapped in the face, what a loss.

  The room fell silent all at once, with every eye fixed on Downton, and then a murmur of whispers broke out.

  Tang Dun has been very popular in the past few days, and it's absolutely the hottest topic. Miners also discuss it privately, and they all understand that the rise of this young man from Chen Yu Town is unstoppable. The Tangshan Mine will have a new great craftsman and a new force, but unexpectedly, he actually transformed into an inspector.

  To know that this position is more prominent than a big worker, even if the heart is not black enough, the external income obtained after waiting for five years is enough to make half of life worry-free.

  "Hmm, I'm also a supervisor now." Tang Don's gaze swept across the guard squad, seemingly disdainful, but actually observing their positions and thinking about where to break through.

  "What's so great about being a foreman? I'm the general foreman, and you'll have to report to me too!" Ram roared, his face turning green with rage.

  "Is that so, I don't admit it." Tong Dun gripped his battle axe tightly and took a step forward. Once the fight started, this guy had to be killed first, without a commander, these people would absolutely not die with him.

  The miners did not expect Tang Dun to be so unaccommodating to Lam, and they all thought he was too arrogant. However, seeing the despicable Lam being punished, they felt relieved.

  "Let's go and kill him." Ram had had enough.

  The guards were moving forward, but their pace was slow, looking around cautiously, apparently hesitant. Compared to the miners, they had access to more information. Tangdon's promotion meant he became a trusted aide of Dofenck, and provoking him before the two masters had not yet made a distinction between them was extremely unwise.

  These guards aren't stupid, they tend to favor the majority, but all have a mind to avoid disaster. With so many guards, why should they go first? And most troublesome is this young man in front of them, not one of those ordinary miners who can be bullied at will.

  Look at their luxurious equipment, our side's long spear and double-handed sword, I'm afraid we can't even break through their defense.

  "What are you doing? No fighting allowed." Hamlet heard the news and immediately rushed over, raising his arm to release the divine technique of Tenacious Shield more than a hundred meters away.

  A golden light ring shot out and enveloped Tang Dun, causing his defense to soar.

  "Never mind, there will always be a chance to capture him later. Fighting now would not be advantageous for us, that Harle is extremely formidable." A guard captain came over and took the opportunity to persuade Ram.

  "Tang Dun, you wait for me!" Ram stared at Tang Dun with a fierce gaze and left with the black-clad men, without even acknowledging the team leader.

  The days spent in the mine were endless, Ram knew what kind of people the guards were, these guys were simply rotten to the core, they would pounce on any benefit and bite, but at the sight of trouble they would hide, it seemed that cleaning up Tongtong still had to rely on those convict miners.

  "Get everyone to start working, whoever it is, as long as they're close to Tong Dun, I'll get them to isolate that little brat thoroughly." Lam roared at the monitoring department staff behind him.

  "Thank you." Although it wasn't necessary, Tanton was still grateful for Halle's repeated help.

  "Be careful, that guy won't let you off easily." Hare's expression was serious as he advised, "Your labor period is over, it's best if you leave early and don't be greedy for that foreman position."

  "Hmm!" Tadton recalled the magic servants back into the war space and hastily returned to the dorm with Jackson.

  "Go to the underground city or the hive lab?" Holma was a strict mentor, not giving Tangton even a minute's rest.

  "Lab, we won't have fewer troubles from now on. If we get injured in the dungeon, it'll be very passive." Tong Dun locked the door, "Jackson, you stay here and deal with visitors for me. Remember, don't provoke any trouble."

  The magic book projected a red cross, unfolding into a light gate. It was actually the same plan, just testing Tong Dun earlier.

  Through the dark and bloody dungeon, through the hundredfold locked magic door, Tong Dun entered the independent laboratory.

  "What's this lesson about?" Tong Dun opened his backpack and placed papers and ink bottles on the table for easy access.

  "Configure various basic solutions, at least ten thousand times." Holma had arranged it early, this was the most optimized course, and would not waste a single moment of Tang's time.

  "So much?" Tang Don was slightly depressed, he thought he could configure the magic power to extract the medicine.

  "Of course, and remember, each one must be completed ten thousand times." Holma explained, "Making low-level potions like quick-acting magic is no big deal, but some high-level potions, especially those that use unstable materials, the difference in dripping time, quantity, size, and position can all cause a loss of efficacy, and severe cases can even lead to explosions."

  "Is it so dangerous?" Tong Dun was shocked.

  "Yes, so you need to train a lot to make your basic operations perfect like an error-free mechanical puppet. Don't worry, these solutions will be used in future experiments and won't waste your efforts."

  "Hmm!" Tongdon opened the cabinet and placed various instruments on the experimental platform.

  "Memorize this." Holma projected a chart into the air, listing over thirty operations. "No written records allowed."

  Tang Don was about to pick up a goose feather pen when he was warned, so he could only recite.

  "I'm going to check the engine room, and when I come back, if you haven't managed to configure at least a hundred doses, you'll be punished!" Holma gave Tangton only ten minutes, not caring whether he had finished reading or not, and left directly.

  "You're a tyrant!" Tang Don muttered, fortunately, he had the experience of configuring therapeutic drugs last time, so he didn't go to memorize them hard, but looked for commonalities, otherwise those tedious operation steps would have driven him crazy.

  Homa sent the magic stone into the power furnace for burning, maintaining the time law of the independent laboratory.

  Tang Dun fell into a state of neglecting food and sleep, and on the fifth day, he had to suspend his practice due to running out of materials for making basic solutions. As a result, the experiment of configuring magic energy extraction potions was brought forward.

  "After the crimson solution of koselran in the test tube cools to 75 degrees, add ten milliliters of cold xylene solution, gently shake, mix well and let stand for half an hour."

  Tangton muttered the steps under his breath, his wrist slightly trembling.

  After the addition of bromine, the two reactants will slowly turn blue and then spread. When everything has turned blue, it means that the mixture is complete, at which point it can be placed on a test tube rack to wait for impurities to settle.

  Danton didn't take a break, took a deep breath, casually recorded the notes, and then hastily picked up another beaker, throwing himself into another drug configuration.

  This is the exercise method given by Mo Dian, which allows Tang Don to conduct two experiments at the same time. At first, he always made mistakes because this not only tests the coordination of hands and eyes but also requires planning in his mind, simulating every step he will take next.

  For this, Tong Dun didn't get off lightly. Holma's ruthless side was also revealed as she grasped the ruler in her hand and whipped it fiercely onto his back, without a shred of mercy.

  But after a few days of suffering, Tongdon became more and more at ease, of course, when he encountered cumbersome steps, he would still be busy, and then he would be flogged again.

  "Are you looking for an excuse to hit me?" Tang Don poured the well-settled solution into a triangular flask, added 20 milliliters of cinnamaldehyde, and placed it on the alcohol lamp holder, stirring while heating.

  Although Holma's words made sense, Tondon always felt that conducting two experiments at the same time would make it impossible to focus and would lower efficiency. Moreover, due to various mistakes, the wasted medicine had already cost more than 50,000 gold coins, which was heart-wrenching to think about.

  "No questioning the instructor." Holma didn't even explain, just swung her hand and whipped it across Tandon's buttocks.

  Danton had already adapted to this sudden whip-like movement, and his hand holding the glass rod didn't shake at all.

  "Very well, you must have the determination to continue the experiment even if the laboratory collapses." Holma lectured, but in her heart, she was secretly sighing that Tang Dun's progress was too fast, and soon there would be no excuse to hold him back.

  A bright crystal chandelier cast Tanton's shadow on the floor, inside the lab, a silence.

  "Be careful, the solution is about to boil."

  Homa had just finished reminding him when Tong Dun picked up the pre-configured buffer solution and poured it into the triangular flask with the fastest action.

  A burst of blue mist rose and rushed out of the bottle, forming a swirling mass that lasted for half a second before dissipating into the air.

  "Hurray, succeeded!" A joyful color immediately climbed onto Tang Dun's face. The sign of the completion of the magic potion configuration was that vortex group. The longer it lasted, the better the effect.

  "Don't be too happy, you still have a long way to go." Holma was secretly delighted, but the shadowy flame text kept urging and striking Tang Dun to prevent him from being complacent.

  "I know, can this be drunk?" He took down a teacup and pondered whether or not to take a sip.

  "I advise against drinking it." Horma vetoed, "Although it has reached a passing state and can be sent to the pharmacy for sale, there are many impurities. If too much of it remains in the body of a magician, it will cause some trouble for future promotion."

  "What's the point of going to so much trouble to set it up?" Downton asked in puzzlement. "I'm not expecting to make any money from it, am I?"

  "This is a process that any alchemist must go through, and as you become more skilled in operation, the success rate of producing high-quality medicines with an efficacy of over 70% will continue to increase." Holman explained patiently, "No matter what medicine, if its efficacy does not reach this number, you absolutely cannot drink it."

  "That's also a waste of time, right? I can't stay in the lab every day?" Tong Dun looked at Mo Dian, "You're the Great Encyclopedia, shouldn't you have a solution?"

  "There is, but for you, it's too difficult." Holma said bluntly, "You shouldn't be able to do it!"