Chapter 815： production line

At night, the devil world, the back town of Wangcheng.

Here, under the planning of Searley, an industrial area has been gradually built, and new alchemy workshops and factories are established here.

The Prophet is in a newly completed factory in this area.

In front of the prophet there was a huge glass jar containing a large amount of liquid with green light and green bubbles.

A further conveying pipe above the glass jar transports the liquid to the other side of the plant.

The prophet came to the bottom of the glass jar and unscrewed a faucet-like device in which the dark green liquid slipped into the glass in the hands of the prophet.

"Drink it." The prophet handed the glass in her hand to her apprentice Leza.

This girl from the blood family is also an international student of Nolan. Now she is specializing in the field of pharmacy. She has just obtained the certification of a three-level refining pharmacist.

“Instructor, you are better at knowing the ingredients of the formula than I am.”

Leisa had just called the school to her students after she finished her class. She had already heard of the prophet planning to build a new alchemy factory.

Only she was visiting here for the first time today, and Leza only felt that it was full of evil and evil atmosphere.

"I tested the taste, not the effect... I don't have a high taste for the food. Do you always pay attention to the taste when you refine your medicine?"

The prophet's sentence also represents the two genres of the Nolan refining warlock. The first genre is that 'the taste of the potion is as important as the effect of the potion', and the second genre is that the most important effect of a bottle of medicine is the effect. It doesn't matter what tastes! ’

The prophet belongs to the genre of the latter, and Leisa is more inclined to the former...

The former is more suitable for commercialization. After all, the medicines in the medicine bottle and the frog legs are not sold.

Lesa obeyed the prophet's command to drink the liquid from the glass.

“It’s better than the last time. The balance between sweetness and sourness is just right. The cola used in the last time your tutor was refining was slightly sour.”

After drinking, Leisa gave an evaluation like a sommelier.

“There is room for improvement,” said the Prophet.

"Teacher, I think it's very good to taste."

"I am referring to the sindust dust that materials need to consume. Now the proportion of sindust dust is twenty-seven to one in the formula. If the right amount is added with some catalysts..."

The prophet is an absolute pragmatist. Among the sinful colas, dust is the most precious raw material and an indispensable raw material.

Minimizing the proportion of sinful dust in the formula is the best way to maximize profits.

"Prophet, should our dust reserve be sufficient?"

At this time, Qiao Xiu visited this newly-built alchemy workshop, and together with Qiao Xiu came to the devil world and there were gray clothes.

"His Royal Highness!" Leisa saw Joe and practiced a ritual immediately after Joe.

“There is not enough storage and maximizing profit, but if you want to start the first production line today, your recipe is the most perfect,” said the Prophet.

"There is no need to delay any more. Recently, it was just the day when the Nolan Portal was opened, which can be sold to all over the world."

Under the instructions of Qiao Xiu, the prophet began to organize the workers hired in advance to officially start the alchemy factory.

This is the first time Qiao Xiu witnessed the start of the alchemy factory. The industrial system of the world has many similarities with the earth, and there are many different places.

The sound of the gears still sounds in the ears of Joe, but it is the magic that drives these gears to turn...

A large amount of air bubbles appeared in the liquid in the huge glass jar in front of Qiao Xiu, and the pipe pumped the liquid to another part of the factory.

"Where is the official shipment?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"This side."

The prophet walked to another place in the factory with Joe Xiu and the gray coat. It was like a labyrinth surrounded by gears, until the end of Qiao Xiu’s end to see the empty position as a temporary warehouse.

A large number of packaged crime colas have been produced here, and the workers hired by the prophets are packing them into boxes on one side of the warehouse.

“The materials used for packaging are the latest soft stones from the country of steel. Their alchemists used this soft metal material for packaging medicines six months ago.”

The prophet picked up one of the bottled sinful colas on the production line and handed it to Qiao Xiu.

The shape and material of the package is much like a can on the earth, but it is not so fancy.

"His Royal Highness, your design for this soft stone packaging, once again made me... unable to make any suggestions for improvement." The Prophet said.

“Just feel that corks and bottles are not suitable for long-distance transportation.”

Qiao Xiu opened the pull ring on the can, and most of the world's medicines were also mass-produced with corks and glass bottles.

The use of this soft stone similar to aluminum in the country of steel is an innovative operation.

In this innovation, Qiao Xiu added the design of the earth, so he made the classic beverage package of cans.

When the pull ring was pulled away by Joe, the clear bubble sounds very pleasant in Joe's ear.

“Gray clothes, this is how to open this kind of beverage packaging.”

Qiao Xiu once again picked up a bottle of sin Coke on the production line and handed it to the Grey Garment. He took it on his hands and studied it.

"Wax yellow soft stone?"

The knowledge of the gold-dresser on the alchemy is not to be underestimated. He recognized the raw materials for packaging in the first place.

"This soft stone is good at absorbing magic, but it is not easy to process. Has the country of steel found a way to make it into a container?"

The gray coater also opened the pull ring and poured the liquid inside into the palm of his hand.

"Sweet hazelnuts are also sour... some white crystal syrups, there is also an alchemical material I have not seen, but it will not affect the magic, I know what to do."

“Do you need to find some empty cans that are not filled yet?” Qiao Xiu asked.

"No, no... just inscribed a seal enchantment that ordinary people can't detect."

The gray-clothed man put a can of sin in the hand on the ground, and the owl standing on his shoulder jumped out and began to drink the liquid inside.

"Choose one?"

The gray coater came to the side of the production line and looked at the sin cokes piled up above.

"Hmm... random," said Joe Xiu.

I got the answer from Qiao Xiu. The gray-clothed person raised his hand directly, and a bottle of sinful cola floated in the air.

A pale white ore appeared in the hands of the gray-coater, and at the same time a large number of inscriptions emerged beside the gray-clothed person.

These inscriptions were all absorbed by the can of sin.

Looking at this scene, Qiao Xiu always felt that the quality of the bottle of cola in the next second would have to be upgraded from ordinary to rare.

"This is my first idea. You can open it and see if you can." The grey-shirter said.

The bottle of sinfulness fell into the hands of Qiao Xiu, and Qiao Xiu directly pulled the pull ring on it.

Just the next second of Joe's pulling the pull ring, the surface of the bottle overflowed with a pale white light, and special effects like fireworks emerged from the mouth of the bottle.

Qiao Xiu really heard the sound of something bursting, and then the whole can was gradually changed from green to gold.

The silhouette of an owl standing on a branch also appears on the surface of the jar, along with a symbol of the inscription.

"It's a simple matter to change the color of the wavy soft stone, but... this original spar will remember every container that I have marked."

The gray-white raw spar held in the hands of the gray clothes showed a little dim light.

“The effect is completely beyond my imagination, but can I change these inscriptions into something?”

Qiao Xiu flipped the jar on his hand. The inscription on it should be the seal mark engraved on it.

"There is no problem... What do you want to add to it?" The owl that the gray eater had released before had already flown back to his shoulder, and he had a full slap.

"If it is some congratulations, I will keep it as a commemoration."

When Joe Xiu said this, another bottle of packaged crime cola flew out of the production line, and a large number of inscriptions appeared again on the side of the gray clothes.