Wu Changquan put the prepared medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace.
He didn't use any special fire, nor did he know how; he just used a large alcohol lamp. The alchemy furnace was small and didn't require much firepower, so the alcohol lamp was easy to control.
When it comes to alchemy, Wu Changquan was influenced by Xiao Xi.
The feeling he experienced after taking Xiaoxi's enhancement pill was unforgettable.
Xiao Xi, sitting in the audience, was also stunned. She didn't expect that the curator grandpa was now refining pills himself. Although he didn't know how to use spiritual energy, he was innovative and had a stable mindset.
Xiaoxi gave Wu Changquan a big smile and made a thumbs-up gesture.
Wu Changquan felt reassured after receiving Xiao Xi's affirmation.
He immediately entered a state of complete absorption in alchemy.
From the moment Wu Changquan set up his alchemy stall, less than three minutes had passed when Wei Laosan shamelessly boasted that he could make someone fall asleep in three minutes—that was just bragging.
Wei Laosan's lips were practically dry from talking. He wanted a drink of water and looked down at Xiao Xi and the others at their table, sipping tea and cracking melon seeds.
Think about them, how tough they were back then, they even refused bottled water, how foolish!
There was nothing I could do. I thought that if I tried a little harder to persuade Director Wu to sleep, he would fall asleep, but who knew he would start cooking.
He had been so focused on putting Wu Changquan to sleep that he hadn't paid attention to Wu Changquan's preparations for alchemy, which led to his misjudgment.
He continued to guide him tirelessly, but Wu Changquan ignored him and paid no attention to him.
Many of the elementary school students in the audience were asleep. It wasn't that he put them to sleep; there weren't any exciting or spectacular moves on stage, and the kids were just bored.
They promised three minutes, but shamelessly dragged it out for another twenty minutes.
This left Wei Laosan exhausted and his energy greatly depleted.
He suddenly noticed that Wu Changquan's eyes were closed, and the feeling of victory made him ecstatic.
"I won! I won! The curator is asleep!"
"That's what you think you're asleep. I want to think I'm wide awake."
After speaking, Wu Changquan put away the alcohol lamp, waited for the alchemy furnace to cool down slightly, and then opened the side lid of the furnace.
A faint, refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted towards Wei Laosan.
"What? I'm hypnotizing you, and you're refining pills? You're a pill refiner?"
Wu Changquan ignored Wei Laosan's words; he was more concerned about the results of this alchemy attempt.
"Hahaha, ten calming pills, done!"
Wu Changquan carefully placed the calming pills on the plate, and then with a "thump," Wei Laosan fell to the ground and fell asleep.
When Wei Laosan was exhausted, the scent of the calming pill soothed every cell in his body, transporting him to a wondrous world.
Now he has a smile on his lips, looking incredibly peaceful.
The metaphysics group shouted angrily, "Wei Laosan, wake up!"
They simply rushed onto the stage and shook Wei Laosan violently, shouting, "Wake up, Wei Laosan!"
This shout woke up the younger students. Had they won again? They immediately started clapping their plastic hands.
The atmosphere at the scene was electric.
Xiaoxi threw down the braised food in her hand, raised the pig-shaped megaphone and said: "Hey, he's not dead. Don't be sad or mourn. He just fell asleep from the smoke."
This statement was extremely insulting, but the facts were undeniable.
The fourth person to compete was Peng Hedi, whose fists were clenched tightly.
"Director, let's continue our exchange."
The others carried Wei Laosan away, hoping that Peng Hedi could regain some face.
Peng Hedi came directly, with a shout of "Eeya!", all the stones under the training ground flew up and were thrown at Wu Changquan.
It turns out that Peng Hedi's special ability is to retrieve objects from a distance.
At this point, if Wu Changquan were to take out a weapon to fight back against the stones, it would be considered a foul.
Wu Changquan was, after all, a master of ancient martial arts. He dodged the large rocks in a few steps, jumped to the table where he had piled up his competition supplies, and took out a talisman and threw it out.
The stones instantly transformed into dozens of little ducks, running around the field, quacking and making a lot of noise – it was quite comical.
"Let's catch ducks!"
All the young students went up on stage to catch ducks, their joyful laughter filling the air with childlike innocence and happiness.
Seeing that they were all children, Peng Hedi could no longer bring himself to fight. He suffered a crushing defeat, collapsing in defeat after less than half a minute.
He said weakly, "I lost..."
At noon, the martial arts school opened its doors, get out of class was over, and parents came to pick up their children.
The students wanted to watch more, but their parents forcibly dragged them away. They could only leave, grumbling and clutching the little duck.
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