Beiwu Pharmacy College.
Cheng Shanhe, who had been away for several days, finally returned with Wei Sijian.
Wei Sijian couldn't wait to find Shen Qian. Cheng Shanhe, who was sitting alone in the office waiting, finally cooled down from his abnormally excited state.
Given his experience and cultivation, it's simply unbelievable that he could be in such a state of excitement for several days in a row.
But Cheng Shanhe thought it was normal, because not only him, but even Qiu Zhijian, the dean of the School of Pharmacy and the dean of the China Pharmaceutical Research Institute, was excited for several days.
At this moment, the other party is still in the laboratory, waiting for him to take Shen to see him.
"Such a genius deserves to join the Chinese Academy of Sciences." Qiu Zhijian, who always followed the rules, sighed and directly issued a letter of appointment specially approved by the dean.
As long as he signs it before sinking, he will immediately become the youngest academician in the history of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
The fact that the "divine" prescription has become a reality is an immense achievement.
It is unknown how many dying mountains and seas will be spared the fate of complete annihilation because of this.
If the prescription is used properly, it will truly bring immeasurable merit and countless blessings.
However, what shocked the group of academicians even more was that Shen Qian's theory would completely overturn the third theorem of alchemy.
Although this point is still under discussion and there is considerable debate within the Academy of Sciences, Cheng Shanhe has a vague feeling that Shen Qian was probably right.
The seven theorems of alchemy were all proposed by alchemy masters and have undergone numerous verifications, making them the general outline of the discipline of alchemy.
Now, however, it has been overturned by a single sentence from a seventeen-year-old boy.
This is the real event that will shake the world of alchemy.
Once meticulous analysis confirms that Chen Qian was correct, all alchemists will remember Chen Qian's name.
While Cheng Shanhe was lost in thought, Wei Sijian, panting heavily, finally returned.
Seeing that there was no one behind him, Cheng Shanhe was taken aback. "Where is everyone?"
"I haven't found him," Wei Sijian said helplessly. "I've searched everywhere, but I can't find Brother Chen anywhere, and I can't get through to him on the phone..."
"Has he already left Beidu?" Cheng Shanhe frowned and guessed.
"But he didn't tell me either." Wei Sijian scratched his head. "Could it be that Brother Chen did it on purpose?"
Cheng Shanhe's heart skipped a beat, and then he sighed in realization, "I guess he guessed that his act of taking out the 'Creation' prescription would inevitably cause a stir, so he's deliberately avoiding it!"
"Brother Chen truly deserves to be our role model. He left without a trace after accomplishing his task, showing no concern whatsoever for such empty fame!"
Wei Sijian couldn't help but show an expression of admiration.
"I was being too naive. I originally wanted to directly help him get the associate professor position, but let's postpone that for now."
After some thought, Cheng Shanhe felt more and more that Shen Qian truly deserved to be called a genius in alchemy. His low-key and reserved nature meant that only someone with such qualities could achieve such success in alchemy.
Boom!
Just then, a sound like muffled thunder resounded throughout the heavens and earth, followed by an earthquake. The glass of the doors and windows inside the house shattered, the tables and chairs tilted, and Wei Sijian, caught off guard, almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Cheng Shanhe caught him in time.
"What...what happened?"
Wei Sijian, regaining his senses, stared in disbelief. "An earthquake?"
"Beidu's underground is reinforced with thunderstone, so it couldn't be an earthquake."
Cheng Shanhe, however, looked grave and shook his head, saying, "Moreover, the sound seemed to come from the ground."
Cheng Shanhe released Wei Sijian and quickly walked out of the room. Wei Sijian followed closely behind, and the two went into the corridor.
Looking around, from south to north, everything was a mess.
Some of the older buildings even have cracks in their walls.
Many people were so frightened that they ran outdoors, looking completely bewildered.
"Lord Yanshan, what do you mean by this!"
Just then, the sky underwent a sudden change in wind and clouds, which then coalesced into a gigantic face that covered a thousand meters, with vivid features, angrily asking a question.
"It's Minister Wu!"
Many people recognized the large face that frequently appears on television and exclaimed in surprise.
But what he said shocked everyone even more.
Was the commotion just now caused by Duke Yanshan?
At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky south of Beidu. He was dressed in black, stood with his hands behind his back, and his face still had an extreme coldness about him.
"I...I lost my composure, I'm sorry."
Duke Yanshan seemed to be suppressing some kind of emotion. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "Meiyuan will bear all the losses today, and will also compensate those who are injured."
The giant face in the sky frowned at first, but soon, it seemed to see something, and its expression quickly turned to surprise.
"You... wait, what happened at Plum Garden?"
"...It's nothing."
Duke Yanshan's face darkened again, and he refused to say anything more. The next moment, his figure disappeared into the sky.
Wu Wei's large face gradually faded away as he seemed lost in thought.
Cheng Shanhe and Wei Sijian exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
They weren't stupid; they gleaned something from the brief conversation between the two.
Clearly, something serious must have happened at Plum Garden to cause Duke Yanshan to lose his composure and, in a fit of rage, unleash a storm.
Not only the two of them, but countless people's curiosity was piqued, and they couldn't wait to rush to the Plum Garden to investigate.
Unfortunately, no one dared to do so, fearing that they would be slapped to death by the enraged Duke of Yanshan.
...
At this moment, the plum garden was deathly silent.
The ten powerful warriors from the Mountain and Sea Realm who were responsible for guarding the courtyard wall lay prostrate on the ground. Although they were silent, their slightly trembling bodies still betrayed their fear.
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