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"Don't worry about what kind of elixir I want to refine."

"You just need to find the spiritual medicine I need."

Lin Feng replied.

The thin middle-aged man curled his lips and said, "Okay, tell me what spiritual medicine you need first."

"Baiyecao, Tianhonghua..." Lin Feng said all the spiritual medicines he needed in one breath.

The thin man stood in front of the shelf where the spiritual medicines were stored and carefully searched for Lin Feng.

Soon, he found all the spiritual medicines.

"It just so happens that Tianlong Academy has all the spiritual medicines you mentioned."

The thin middle-aged man picked up the calculator next to him, tapped it, and said, "All the spiritual medicines you bought require a total of 30,000 contribution points."

"How do you plan to pay?"

"Can it be paid in installments?" Lin Feng asked.

"Of course." The thin middle-aged man smiled, "The spiritual medicine you bought this time can also be divided into ten installments."

"Four thousand contribution points are required for each installment."

"The interest for each installment is one thousand contribution points?" Lin Feng widened his eyes.

The thin middle-aged man spread his hands helplessly and said, "There is no way. This is the rule of the college. The college survives on these interests."

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng's mouth twitched, "But I only have the last thousand contribution points left now."

"I can't even afford the first installment."

"Classmate, this is easy." The thin middle-aged man smiled and said, "I can do zero down payment installments for you."

"Zero down payment installments are also divided into ten installments."

"But you need to pay 4,200 contribution points for each installment."

"An additional two hundred contribution points of interest for each installment?" Lin Feng sighed and said, "Okay, you can do zero down payment installments for me first."

"Okay." The thin middle-aged man operated on the holographic projection in front of him, and then an electronic synthesized voice sounded, "Facial recognition in progress..."

"Facial recognition successful..."

"Lender: Lin Feng."

"Number of loan periods: ten installments."

"Please confirm."

Lin Feng looked at the confirmation pop-up window that appeared on the holographic projection and immediately reached out to click to confirm.

"That's enough." The thin middle-aged man handed a bag of spiritual medicine to Lin Feng and reminded him, "Classmate, remember to repay on time, otherwise the interest will keep increasing."

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the thin middle-aged man and decisively returned to the alchemy room.

The thin middle-aged man looked at Lin Feng's back and said to himself, "Are all the alchemists now gamblers?"

"Recently, there are quite a few alchemists who have come to borrow money to buy spiritual medicine to make pills, but none of them can make pills."

"That group of alchemists are now losing money."

Beep!

At this time, the thin middle-aged man's cell phone rang.

The thin middle-aged man answered the phone, and a virtual person of a slightly fat white-haired old man appeared in front of him.

"Zhang... Dean Zhang? Why are you calling me?"

The thin middle-aged man looked respectful.

The slightly fat white-haired old man in front of him was Zhang Dayang, the dean of the Alchemy Institute of Tianlong College.

"Xiao Liang, didn't Lao Hu and I go to the alchemy room today?"

"When Lao Hu and I were refining the elixir in the alchemy room, we forgot a recipe for the elixir in the alchemy room."

"I called you because I wanted you to help me find the recipe in the alchemy room."

Zhang Dayang smiled.

"Ah? Your elixir fell in the alchemy room?!" The thin middle-aged man's eyelids jumped.

"Xiao Liang, is there any problem?" Zhang Dayang asked.

The thin middle-aged man twitched his mouth and said, "Dean Zhang, someone went to the alchemy room to make pills just now."

"If your recipe was dropped in the alchemy room, the person who went in to make pills might have seen your alchemy room."

"It's not a big problem." Zhang Dayang said with a smile, "My recipe is incomplete. Even if that person saw it, he would never be able to learn it."

"Ah? Incomplete?" The thin middle-aged man was stunned and said, "If that's the case, that guy definitely can't learn it."

"Dean Zhang, I'll help you get the recipe and put it away now."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Lao Hu and I will go get it right away."

After speaking, Zhang Dayang's virtual man twisted and dissipated.

The thin middle-aged man put away his mobile phone, walked quickly to the alchemy room, and rang the doorbell of the alchemy room.

Click!

The tightly closed door of the alchemy room opened, and Lin Feng appeared at the door.

"Senior, what can I do for you?" Lin Feng spoke.

"Student, this is what happened. Dean Zhang Dayang of Tianlong College's Alchemy Institute dropped a recipe in the alchemy room when he came to the alchemy room to make pills."

"Just now, Dean Zhang called me and asked me to help him keep the recipe., he will come to get it later. "

The thin middle-aged man explained.

Lin Feng took out a book and said, "You are talking about this recipe, right?"

The thin middle-aged man: "..."

The thin middle-aged man took the recipe and frowned, "Have you read the contents of this recipe?

"I have read it, but this recipe is incomplete." Lin Feng replied.

"Okay." The thin middle-aged man put away the recipe and said, "This can't be blamed on you. After all, before you entered the alchemy room, I told you that you can use anything in the alchemy room at will."

"I will return this recipe to Dean Zhang later, you go back to make the alchemy first..."

The thin middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly.

His eyes fell on the boiling big iron pot and the steaming rice cooker.

He was stunned for a long time and said, "Classmate, are you here to make pills or to cook?"

"I came to the alchemy room, of course I am here to make pills." Lin Feng said as a matter of course.

"You call this alchemy when your alchemy furnace doesn't even move?" The thin middle-aged man curled his lips.

"I am used to making pills with a big iron pot and an electric rice cooker." Lin Feng smiled, "Senior, if you have nothing else to do, I will continue to make pills."

After that, Lin Feng closed the door of the alchemy room.

The thin middle-aged man froze and stood there in a daze.

Using a big iron pot and an electric rice cooker to make pills? !

Can it be more outrageous? !

"Is this guy a lunatic? Does he think making pills is cooking?"

The thin middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "It seems that he can't pay back his loan."

"This time he is in trouble."

The thin middle-aged man retracted his gaze and returned to the counter.

Ding~

At this time, the elevator door opened.

Two white-haired old men, one thin, walked out of the elevator.

"Old Zhang, how could you be so careless all day? You actually dropped the recipe of Xuanyang Zhendan in the practice room."

"Do you know how much I spent to get that recipe?

"Don't let others learn it before we learn it!"

The tall and thin old man leaned on a cane and suppressed his anger.

The slightly fat old man smiled: "Old Hu, what are you afraid of?"

"The recipe is incomplete. Even if someone sees it, do you think that person can learn it?"