End of the Magic Era

Although Hawking has been a major alchemist for many years, it is clear that he has not yet reached the point of considering advanced masters.

Forget Hawking...

Even bigger alchemists than Hawking, like Bassolo, like Granger, like Kadega, are still far from this point, and only Soap and Rice are able to achieve this point among the bigger alchemists in Thousand Fans.

At Hawking's current level, to challenge this dilemma will naturally end in tragedy.

Yes, now Hawking is really tragic...

I was just impatient with Farrow's entanglement, thinking about an alchemist anyway, what could be the complicated problem, just solve it sooner and get him out of here, and then this solution solves the iron plate. Shit, is this really the knowledge that an alchemist should be exposed to? Don't play with me...

If Farrow is a big alchemist and says he can't solve it by himself, he can throw this formula back. I can't solve it. So what? If you have the ability to solve it by yourself, since no one can solve it, then don't say anything, just wash and sleep...

The problem is that Farrow is a common alchemist.

This is really a little fatal...

The alchemist can't solve the problem, you can ask the big alchemist to point it out, but the big alchemist can't solve the problem, can you still throw it back to the alchemist, then shame on you?

For a while, Hawking really had a dead heart.

What are we going to do, keep this stalemate going, like Farrow said, and spend the night here? The joke is really loud, even the blankets are ready!

But what if he doesn't continue to stall? He is an alchemist. Is he going to confess to an alchemist? That's not embarrassing enough to say...

Hawking felt like he was now a piece of roast meat that had been placed on fire, and on either side, he had to be “nourished” to pour oil out.

Little by little, the amount of sweat on Hawking's head grew more and more. At the end of the day, Hawking even stopped counting. It was a handful of sweat on his forehead. Hundreds of manuscripts filled with letters were thrown at his feet. Hawking was already desperate for that formula. That was not a challenge he could now challenge. Now Hawking is thinking, just how to get out of this predicament in front of him. As for that formula... go to hell!

Five hours passed, from morning to afternoon...

But more than a hundred spectators in the lobby didn't deserve to leave, because they all felt that a rare show was happening!

When things got to this point, even the more dull spectators could see it. The big alchemist named Hawking might have to make a joke...

This Hawking alchemist, hundreds of times more confident to come to gold plated roses for technical exchanges, smashing signs and punching faces. He didn't even see the big gold plated rose alchemist, so he was stuck by a young alchemist in his twenties. How do you usually see this kind of fun? Who would want to leave at this time?

As a result, Hawking's stress has increased considerably in the invisible...

Shame on you, but shame on you in front of so many people. Hawking really can't accept it...

No, we have to find a way to turn it over!

By the way, I still have the haemorrhagic medicine!

When Hawking thought of this place, his eyes lit up. It was like a lightning stroke in his head. Suddenly, the thought became clear. Damn, it really made this Farrow dizzy. I came to Gold Plated Rose today for a technical exchange, not specifically to help you solve your problems.

True, the alchemist can't solve the problem of the alchemist, it's a bit embarrassing, but it's already embarrassing anyway, so why not drag the gold-plated roses down with you.

Let's see who's more embarrassed!

“Well, Farrow...” Hawking thought of it here, his mind suddenly made a decision, now put the foil pen in his hand aside, and people slowly stood up: “I already have a general idea on how to calculate this formula, but I'm a little nervous today, and I have to have a technical exchange with gold-plated roses later, see if this is good, after the technical exchange, I'll find some time to help you calculate it, if I have an answer, I'll let you know...”

As soon as Hawking came out, there were hundreds of spectators in the lobby who showed their disdain.

Shit, the big alchemist is a big alchemist, even the face is a lot thicker than the alchemist.

Even you can tell such a lie, you don't want to think about it. You've calculated five gone. The sweat coming out is about to drown the gold-plated rose. The fool knows you can't handle this formula. What else have you got a general idea? Notify Farrow after you have an answer. Shit, what you're actually trying to say is you'll notify Farrow in the next life...

At this time, however, Hawking has decided that to drag gold-plated roses into the water with hemorrhagic agents, then the despicable nature of the spectators is no longer on Hawking's mind. Anyway, it's embarrassing to throw more and less. At this moment, Hawking feels like he has touched the highest realm of the world without invincibility!

“Thank you Hawking alchemist...” Farrow still has a passionate smile, only a smile in his face, but the blind can see it.

“Oh, don't mention it...” Hawking's expression became natural once he decided not to face it, even Farrow's tongue, as if he hadn't heard it, but if he laughed twice, he pulled a bottle of red alchemy out of his pocket.

“This is the hemorrhagic agent, I'm sure everyone should know the effect, but we always adhere to the principle of technology sharing, so the formula and formula of hemorrhagic agent, we don't intend to keep it secret. As long as the gold-plated rose can produce the formula and formula equivalent to the effect, it doesn't matter if it's a little worse. There can be an exchange between our two alchemy stores, I think the gold-plated rose won't refuse, right? After all, this means more options for the customer, unless the gold-plated rose has no idea for the customer...”

Hawking is really a bit awesome. From this point of view, it can also be seen why Monkey let Hawking exchange technology. This big alchemist is not like the average big alchemist. He only knows that he is immersed in knowledge and experimentation. Hawking is the big alchemist of Black Tower. In that place where he always wants to fight, can't he survive without a little skill?

Just a few words, put the gold plating * * * on the edge of the cliff.

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The road is being repaired downstairs, all kinds of machines are snapping there, I can't stand it, retreated to the countryside again, settled at 9 o'clock, update slightly late for a reason, you can't spray me, let alone vote for me ha...