End of the Magic Era

Chapter 77: A Group of Grandfathers

Bassolo may feel that telling Lin Yun about the Monkey family's alchemy conference was selling the young archmage a favor.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun really didn't feel that way...

Now Lin Yun has no time for any kind of press conference, gold-plated roses came to 50 alchemists today, all of whom are going to talk to Lin Yun personally, all of whom are going to arrange for Lin Yun personally, come down one morning so busy, don't say that the Munch family held an alchemy press conference, that is, the Munch family held a memorial service, and Lin Yun didn't have time to send wreaths...

I'm really too busy...

Fifty alchemists, some skilled in pharmaceutical alchemy, some skilled in puppet alchemy, some skilled in enchanted alchemy, some skilled in the alchemy of the Falun Front, and so on... gold-plated roses up and down, only Lin Yun can understand their actual level through conversation, and only Lin Yun can arrange places according to their actual level.

Lin Yun can't take care of these 50 alchemists now, there's no time to worry about what the Monkey family alchemy conference is...

These alchemists are not oil saving lights. They usually rely on their own members of the alchemists' association. They have not even looked at these alchemist stores in Qianfancheng. Even if they accept employment once in a while, they enjoy the treatment. Even if the owners of the alchemist stores are in front of them, it is a slightly less pleasant way to slap people at the table, and they don't have to give them half face.

And no one has dared to say anything...

The Thousand Fan City Alchemists Guild has been spreading this phrase.

“It's too simple to run an alchemist, it doesn't matter if you don't have the materials, it doesn't matter if you don't have the funds, it doesn't even matter if you don't have a boss, it's enough to have an alchemist. ”

This may sound exaggerated, but most of the time it does. For an alchemist, the most important thing is the alchemist, the owner of a typical alchemist, usually only has to confess his alchemist. If he can help himself make money, beat himself up, that should be...

These alchemists, accustomed to the treatment of grandfathers, are now packed by Bassolo to be sent gold-plated roses, and it is absolutely deceptive to say that there is no dissatisfaction.

It's just that Bassolo's position at the Alchemist Guild, just under Chairman Rice, has always been the same, and even if they had the courage, they wouldn't dare dissatisfy Bassolo.

But not being dissatisfied with Bassolo does not mean not being dissatisfied with Lin Yun.

All present are members of the Alchemist Guild. Fifty of them are packed together and stuffed in gold-plated roses. It's enough grievance. I didn't expect this gold-plated rose owner to think of himself as an amazing figure. As soon as he came up, he divided the labor between so many alchemists. You take charge of the demonization of objects, you take charge of the enchantment processing, you take charge of the material selection, you take charge of the drug dispensation...

A few alchemists with a bad temper had an attack on the spot. What is this, using alchemists as alchemists as apprentices?

Are you kidding me? Although the alchemist will not be involved in the alchemy store operation, in the alchemy lab, it will always be up to the alchemist. Does the owner of this gold-plated rose know the rules? If you are so good at it, what do you want us alchemists to do? You can count your coins with peace of mind, blind command what...

It was thought that the owners of gold-plated roses would more or less converge after these alchemists had seizures on the spot.

But he didn't even lift his eyelids for a second. He asked me with a smile. Or should I have Bassolo's alchemist arrange it himself?

At the end of the day, my temper got better...

Are you kidding me? Let the Bassolo Grand Alchemist arrange it himself. Now the whole Alchemist's Guild, who doesn't know you're holding the Bassolo Grand Alchemist's thigh? If you really let Basolo's alchemist arrange it himself, no one in this room will want to eat good fruit...

At the end of the day, only two alchemists remained.

Lin Yun just ignored it...

Just a little noticed that these two alchemists, one young, one young, one in his fifties, one in his twenties, the young one, Lin Yun knew, Basolo's key recommendation alchemist, Haus, 25 this year, has been an alchemist for three years, that is, this is a genius who became an alchemist at the age of 22, not much worse than Faro at the Black Horn auction house.

Young genius has a bit of arrogance. Especially like House, who became an alchemist at the age of 22 and a member of the Alchemist's Guild. He has talent and opportunity. It is precisely when the future holds great promise, but he was thrown into a gold-plated rose by Bassolo. If there is no grudge in his heart, that would be a lie.

But the other old man, Lin Yun frowned.

This alchemist, in his fifties, had a common face, a common standard, belonged to the kind of person who would not necessarily make an impression if he had seen it ten times. Even Lin Yun asked for his name, and only then did he know it was called John, listen to it, John. Thousand Fancheng called the name without 10,000 at least 8,000, it was so ordinary that it couldn't be ordinary anymore.

But this is a common alchemist, but Lin Yun has been watched several times. This John is usually shrunk in the heap of people and doesn't talk much, but whenever other alchemists make noise, he is always the fiercest...

Looks like Bassolo sent himself another problem.

There was nothing more to say on Lin Yuncheng's mouth, but his mind had secretly remembered the whole John.

One morning soon passed, talking to every alchemist, making arrangements for every alchemist, and by the afternoon, it was time to take them to adjust to their new jobs.

“Mr. Merlyn, what do you mean?” Something went wrong again when it was House's turn...

This time, in order to place the 50 alchemists, the gold-plated roses took a lot of effort. The old butler bought a dozen houses in one breath, all of which were transformed into alchemy laboratories. Now Lin Yun and Haus are in a newly transformed alchemy laboratory.

This alchemy lab is assigned to Haus, but this young genius is clearly very dissatisfied...

“What do you mean?” Lin Yun couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows again. Though he didn't say much in his mouth, he was already a little upset with Bassolo.

Why don't I just give you the alchemy formula? Fine. Bring me such a bunch of lords. Especially this house. It's as hard as it gets...

“Mr. Merlyn, if you look at these magic materials for yourself, is it too poor a quality, only for the apprentice alchemy practitioner? And, look at this alchemist. I said, Mr. Merlyn, are you guys okay with gold-plated roses? These tools were eliminated by the Alchemist Guild 10 years ago. Did you find them on the antique market? ”

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