Age Of The Planet: Building An Alchemy Civilization From Scratch

022 It’s time to start a revolution! (begging for flowers)

The story of Nicolas LeMay’s ascension spread slowly.

The concept of the Philosopher’s Stone is known for the first time.

Adventurers began to frantically search for this stone.

And alchemists began to unremittingly pursue this substance.

Alchemy began to slowly lose its former prestige.

Because they know that medicine pills can’t make people live forever, only the stone of the sage can do it!

They started researching hex gemstones.

The Two Serpents Guild of Nicolas LeMay has been working on this stone.

This made them think that this gem may be related to the Sage’s Stone.

But they didn’t succeed.

Hexstones are extremely unstable in energy.

They have no way to convert it into stable energy.

Xu Zhe looked at all this and was a little relieved.

Civilization is finally on the right track.

However, the research progress of hex gemstones has been very slow.

The correct way to open this gemstone is to suspend it in a liquid metal alloy and connect it with an electric current, so that it will burst out with unprecedented energy!

Without power, it is difficult to unravel the mysteries of the Hex Gem.

Perhaps, someone needs to be a pioneer.

At this moment, Xu Zhe felt the call.

It is Xin, who is carrying out a large-scale sacrifice.

Ever since he had seen the Sage’s Stone and knew immortality, he has been calling on his ancestors.

A gust of breeze came.

Xin was stunned.

There is an ancestor’s breath in this wind.

“Ancestor, why did you lie to me, the method of immortality clearly exists.”

“Birth, old age, sickness and death, the laws of heaven and earth can also be broken!”

Xin roared.

If he believed in immortality, then he would grab the Sage’s Stone as soon as possible.

Nor will the man from the western tribe be the first ascendant!

“cheat?”

“People will grow old, get sick and die, what if they’re not people?”

“Your thinking limits yourself, and you cannot understand the truth.”

Look at the text formed by the leaves.

Xin was stunned.

As a human being, I am asking questions about immortality.

Then what is obtained is naturally a reply as a human carrier.

It turned out that he was really wrong!

“The ancestors are above, I have worked hard day and night, and dare not slack at all. In order to better make the Xing Dynasty prosperous and prosperous, please give me the stone of the sage!”

He knelt on the ground and began to pray for the Philosopher’s Stone.

Standing in the air, Xu Zhe shook his head when he saw him.

Even an emperor like Xin would inevitably go astray and pursue immortality.

“Life and death are common things, so why seek longevity?”

After leaving this sentence, he left here.

Born in trouble, die in peace.

The Xing Dynasty lacked an opponent, which caused an emperor like Xin to pursue longevity without motivation.

Compared with peace, sometimes war is more able to promote the progress of alchemy.

Maybe it’s time for a revolution.

Xu Zhe remembered the pieces he had arranged before.

When the Eastern tribes defeated the Western tribes, it was precisely because of his intervention that they left bloodlines to the Western tribes.

These people are the touchstones he left to the Eastern tribes.

He looked down at the magnificent city-state.

There is also a city here.

There is the gathering place of descendants of Western tribes.

It sits beneath winding ravines and canyons.

Various colors of smoke and dust leaked from the interlaced, corroded and aged smoke exhaust pipe network, filtering the light from above into strange colors, and cross-reflecting between the colored glass of the alchemy workshop.

It is different from the bustling and bustling above.

The residents here are all-encompassing and culturally diverse.

This is called the lower city.

……..

“Odysseus was concerned, and said to the undead gods: “Sadly, mortals blame it on our gods, and say that disasters are sent by us. In fact, they suffered because they lost their minds and exceeded the limit of their lives. “”

The bard plays the bosom harp in his hand and begins to tell the history that belongs only to the Western tribes.

These histories were also preserved through the intervention of Xu Zhe.

History is the carrier of civilization.

If people forget this history, then there is a high probability that Western tribes will no longer exist.

“And what about Odysseus?”

said a blond boy.

But the bard stopped speaking.

Because at this time, a group of people wearing Chinese robes came over.

“What a dirty place, I really don’t want to be here.”

“No way, the Hex gem was stolen, and this thing is likely to be hidden in the lower city.”

“It’s from the yamen!”

“Shh, everyone be quiet!”

The people from the lower city showed fear on their faces, and stood beside them with fearful hands and feet.

“We’re looking for a group of kids, about four, have you met!”

Asked the headed catcher.

He wears a mask made of metal, which not only blocks the polluting gases, but also acts as a deterrent.

The expressions of the people in the lower city are dull, and they have been thinking about how to fill their stomachs.

Besides, these guys are from the city, is it necessary to help them?

Zhu Kuai was slightly angry, and he grabbed a random person and began to ask.

“Come on, where are those kids?”

“Bah! What does the mess in Shangcheng have to do with us!”

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PS: The new book is set sail, data is very important, ask for flowers, evaluation, ask for data, kneel and beg, thank you! ! ! *