Heroes of Silver Moon

In a luxurious room that is transparent on all sides, a bunch of people are arguing around something.

Looking at their faces, most of them are middle-aged and middle-aged, only three or four of them look like old people, and as for the faces of young people, there are only a handful of them.

Among the people who are arguing at the moment, those middle-aged and elderly people are the most quarrelsome, and they are about to fight directly.

And those old men and that young man all looked helpless.

Alas, it was the same when I was young/Wouldn't it be the same when I was old!

When the debate was raging, Clifford opened the door and walked in, and Simon followed closely behind Clifford.

"Master Clifford, you are finally here." As soon as Clifford entered the door, the most noisy people immediately surrounded him.

"Speak well if you have something to say, and talk well if you have something to say." Looking at the bearded and staring people in front of him, Clifford smiled helplessly.

In fact, he already guessed in his heart what these people were arguing about.

After Clifford calmed down the emotions of these people, these people gradually calmed down.

"Master Clifford, did you make this thing?"

Just as he was talking, a middle-aged man with a serious face handed Clifford a cheap book.

Taking the cheap book in his hand, Clifford shook his head with a wry smile. This thing was all made by Simon himself, and it has nothing to do with him.

At most, when making cheap paper, he slightly improved some of the techniques!

"Don't even you know who made it?" Seeing Clifford shaking his head, the middle-aged man became anxious.

Clifford looked confused, then shook his head again, when did he say he didn't know?

"You know." Seeing Clifford shaking his head again, the group of people in the room suddenly became excited.

Clifford said slowly: "Everyone calm down, I know how you feel, here, this is the kid!"

With that said, Clifford pushed Simon forward.

Looking at the angry faces of the crowd, Simon swallowed silently, this group of people will not tear himself apart!

"Who is this?"

Staring at Simon's slightly youthful face and the bronze badge on Simon's chest, everyone frowned without any trace.

Too young, Simon is too young at the moment!

Simon was only twelve years old when he came to the capital to go to school, and two years later he was only fourteen years old.

A fourteen-year-old mid-level alchemist is really too young.

When Simon just entered the door, he had secretly looked at it. The twenty or thirty people in the room basically wore only copper badges on their chests.

Only at the very beginning, the middle-aged man who spoke to Clifford wore a silver badge on his chest!

In other words, most of the people in this room are mid-level alchemists like Simon, including those old men who seem to be in their seventies or eighties.

"Didn't the royal family set up a comprehensive academy? Everyone knows that I am an alchemist affiliated to the royal family, so I am the instructor of the Alchemy Department of the Magic Academy."

Clifford laughed a few times, and then put his hands on Simon's shoulders: "Now this kid is the only student in the Alchemy Department of the Magic Academy."

The room was silent for a few seconds. Everyone first looked at Simon for a while, and then Clifford for a while.

"It doesn't look like this either!" someone murmured.

Clifford's face turned black and then pale, Mud, suspecting it is his illegitimate child?

Want to take a trip to the stake? This is the Son of the Moonlight Church!

Recalling the church's principle of secrecy, Clifford took a deep breath to calm down his unhappiness.

"I didn't give this kid a back door. Although he is young, he definitely has the level that an intermediate alchemist should have," Clifford explained casually.

"What level should it be?" The middle-aged man wearing a silver badge stood up.

"How to prepare the mid-level sharpness enchanting potion?"

Hearing this question, Simon's eyes suddenly wandered. The enchanting potions he used to enchant equipment were all bought from Clifford, how could he prepare them himself!

The middle-aged man frowned, and continued to ask: "What are the main parts in the watch box?"

Simon was silent. He still didn't understand the difference between a watch box placed horizontally and a watch box placed vertically!

But when it comes to watch boxes, the mechanical watches on Blue Star should indeed be ready to be made.

Judging time by feeling alone is really uncomfortable!

Seeing that Simon couldn't answer this question, the middle-aged man suddenly flashed a trace of anger. He didn't even know this, and he had the nerve to call himself an intermediate alchemist.

But looking at Clifford's face, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and gave Simon another chance.

"What is the role of mercury in alchemy?"

Simon's eyes were blank, and he had no idea what the guy was talking about.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the room looked at Clifford with serious faces.

It's like saying again, that's it! Is this the level that an intermediate alchemist should have?

Clifford looked embarrassed. He had given Simon many books before, such as "Magic Mechanics", "Materials", and "Enchanting".

As long as Simon has read these three books~www.readwn.com~ Now the two of them will not be so embarrassed.

"Hehe, look, isn't there a rule in the Alchemy Union? Those who have made a significant contribution to alchemy technology can be granted an alchemy badge as an exception."

Like a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, Clifford defended with a wry smile.

Everyone in the room turned their attention to Simon again.

The middle-aged man who asked the question before asked with a dark face: "You really made this cheap book?"

Simon nodded with a relaxed expression, then said silently in his heart.

Of course I made it, although the technology used in it was invented by the ancestors on Blue Star!

"What material are these papers made of?" The middle-aged man asked while touching a page.

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, everyone in the room **** their ears. They had argued about this question before, but there was no answer.

In the past, they used to make paper by grinding a nut called Baishaguo into powder, and then mixing some herbal ingredients and dissolving it in water. The final paper was white and fragrant.

Baisha fruit grows slowly, and the price has always been expensive, and herbal raw materials also cost a lot of money, so the cost of paper has always been high.

But this kind of cheap paper really completely broke their cognition.

They argued for a long time before, but they couldn't guess what the raw material for making this paper was.

"This one! Of course it's wood!" Simon said with a smile.

"Wood?" Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, and then immediately touched the cheap books in the hands of the middle-aged man.

"One page per person, one page per person", the middle-aged man couldn't stop these people, so he tore off a page and threw the book to others.