With all those who are determined to become national alchemists nervously expecting, the national alchemist assessment has begun.

In a cafe in front of the Central Command, Charlie and von Hornheim were sitting by the window.

"It's really nostalgic... Forty years ago, I also looked forward to becoming a national alchemist like them. That way, fame, wealth, everything will be obtained. But now it seems...hehe!" As he said, a disdainful and cold smile appeared on the corner of Charlie's mouth: "Honeheim, as you said, your children are only twelve and eleven now? Could they become national alchemists?"

"I don't know..." A helpless smile and loss appeared on his face. Von Hornheim said: "I know at all their level and how they have been doing over the years!"

"You father is really dereliction of duty!" Charlie curled his lips unnaturally, and then said, "But I heard from Master Huz that they have been recognized by the President. As long as there is no problem with this written test and mental identification, then it should be no surprise to become a national alchemist. Or, if they are really the President and their target, there will be no surprises! Unexpectedly, we were still one step slower in the end and did not arrive before they entered the examination room."

"Even if they arrived before entering the examination room, we cannot stop them from participating in the national alchemist assessment. It is not too late now. It's just Taoist Yi..." Shaking his head slightly, von Hornheim said: "I didn't expect that he had been taken away."

With a long sigh, Charlie said, "Who could have thought they were so anxious? We rushed over to the news that the Taoist had officially become a national alchemist, but we didn't expect them to move so quickly. Now we can only wait for your two children to come out. They are the last person to contact the Taoist, and maybe they will know something...what happened?"

As he was talking, Charlie suddenly saw von Hornheim staring in one direction, with a look of surprise and excitement on his face.

Turning back, Charlie saw a man wearing armor that had long been degraded to decorations passing by the cafe. After seeing them, he also stopped and stared at von Hornheim in a daze.

"That... this seems to be your child, Alphons?" Charlie suddenly remembered that in the information, wasn't Alphons Ellik's look just a piece of armor?

"It's all gone!"

Charlie could hear the "cry" sound of teeth in his mouth clenched together when von Hornheim said this!

As if he came to his senses, Alphonse Ellik rushed into the cafe and came to von Hornheim: "Dad... Dad... Is it you?"

"Although I really want to say that you have grown up, I really can't say what you look like... Sorry..." As soon as I stood up, von Hornheim looked at the red light of the soul representing the signifier of the soul locked by the soul and locked on the helmet by the soul. He barely pulled the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't pull out the arc, and couldn't even make a bitter smile.

After clenching his hands and making the steel armor make a harsh "crunch" sound, Alphonse Ellik trembled and said in a trembling voice: "Where have you been going over the years? Do you know that my mother is dead? Do you know that my brother and I are trying to revive my mother..."

"Is the human body refined? I shouldn't have put the information of the human body refined at home." After sighing, von Hornheim winked at Charlie, he said to Alphonse Ellik: "Now go to the hotel where I stay. Some things are not suitable for talking about here."

"Why? Are you afraid that others will know?" He stared at von Hornheim deeply. Alvon Ellik found that von Hornheim was not afraid in his eyes, only a complex feeling of prayer and sorrow: "Where? If it is too far away, I can't pick him up if my brother's assessment is over."

Charlie interrupted, "It's not very far away, the Hilton Hotel is just on Third Street."

After thinking for a moment, Alphonse Ellik continued to look at von Hornheim, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

As the national alchemist assessment was in full swing, when Alphons Ellik and von Hornheim met, Yi Daoren was standing in front of a row of biochemical cultivation warehouses with frown, looking at the slender and thinness of the cultivation warehouse, but he felt like the human figure of the world's dirtiest and disgusting thing and the self that he himself was a little unrecognizable in the cultivation warehouse.

In the cultivation warehouse, his body and face were a little thin, and he had a messy beard on his mouth, which was caused by his lack of time to clean up these days.

The eyes were slightly narrowed, indifferent and cold, just like the eyes of a dead person, without any anger, and the half-length hair with a big back head was also combed casually into...

"It's obvious that I'm only thirty years old a year, but I look older than forty..." After grinning slightly, Taoist Yi turned around and walked towards the office.

The human figures in the biosilver he observed before were the true face of the Immortal Legion, but those human figures are not yet complete Immortal Legion.

They are now just a pile of rotten flesh, with pale and thin bodies, but they still lack the souls that drive them, twisted, crazy souls... Stone of the Sage!

If a creature wants to act, it must have three elements: flesh, soul and spirit.

The soul is the guide, the flesh is the prop, and the spirit is the link that transmits the soul's guidance information to the flesh as the prop.

Although Dao Ren Yi didn't want to admit it much, it was undeniable that the Immortal Legion was already a creature.

Artificial, twisted creatures that can act independently as long as they are injected into the soul!

"The massacre of the Ishbar people to refine the Sage Stone for these things...hehe!"

The cold and slightly hoarse laughter made the laboratory that was already debugging the Immortal Legion even more gloomy because of rows of bioshops.

When he arrived at the office, Yi Daoren did not say hello to other researchers, but just walked to his own position to sit down and recorded the information he had observed.

But he didn't want to say hello to others, and the others wanted to communicate with him, the alchemist of Destruction who was suddenly transferred here.

"Researcher Yi, I heard you are an alchemist? It has been a few days since I was transferred here. I wonder what you think about this place? What suggestions do you have for our research?" A blond, blue-eyed, standard-Amesteris-like researcher came to Yi Dao Ren's table with a cup of coffee.

"I am indeed an alchemist, but most of them are self-taught, and there are some differences from real alchemists. As for what I think about here..." I raised my eyes like a dead person and stared at the researcher for a moment. When the researcher's hands holding coffee began to tremble, he showed a smile that should have been very bright, but his eyes like a dead person were strangely cunning, and said with a smile: "Oops! This place is even more like hell than the hell described by religious personnel!"

"Ahhaha...hehe...is it?" After a reluctant smile, the researcher slowly stepped back and then walked towards his position.

He curled his lips with some disdain. When Dao Ren Yi was about to concentrate his attention again and recorded the observation results, a familiar voice came: "Researcher Yi, I have something to trouble you."

"Captain Pace? Why are you here?" Turning to look at Bruce Pace, Yi Daoren raised his eyebrows: "Does synthetic beasts have no research value?"

With his mouth cracked open, a gold tooth emitted a somewhat dazzling metallic luster under the light. Bruce Pace smiled and said, "I have handed over the task of the synthetic beast team to the director of the Third Institute. Genetic research, synthetic beast research, and biological body refining are now all the tasks of the Third Institute."

"Is that true?" Nodded slightly, Dao Ren Yi said again: "So what's wrong with Team Leader Pace looking for me?"

"I am no longer the leader, and now I am one of the consultants of the Immortal Legion Plan." After slowly coming to Yi Dao Ren, Bruce Pace looked at Yi Dao Ren for a moment and said, "The people from the anti-system organization have come to the Central City. The President hopes you can deal with it."

"Me?" Frowning, Yi Daoren raised the pen in his hand and said, "Aren't I a researcher of the Immortal Legion Project now? Why do you have to deal with those things?"

"Who knows? It's definitely his reason to do this." After pushing all the problems to Kim Bradley very irresponsibly, Bruce Pace lowered his head again and leaned into Yi Dao Ren's ear and said, "I heard that the anti-system personnel who came to Central City this time are your acquaintances... Charlie, yes, that person is Charlie, the real alchemist of the ashes!"

"Bang!" The pen that would not break even if it was stepped on by his feet was suddenly cut off by Yi Dao Ren with one hand!

Looking at Bruce Pace coldly, Yi Daoren's eyes were filled with cold anger: "How could that old man join the anti-system organization? Although he escaped the responsibility of the national alchemist, he himself is still a person who likes Yamesteris very much..."

"You, the disciple, have to ask this question. The President's meaning is that he hopes you will turn the ashes into a reform and break away from the anti-system organization." He patted Yi Daoren's shoulder, Bruce Pace stood up straight, smiled with his hands behind his back, "I hope you won't let the President down and chose the destruction of Researcher Yi."

After a moment of silence, Dao Ren Yi threw the broken pen into the trash can, stood up and said, "Where should I go to find him?"

"Let's go to Third Avenue first, our people have already been laid out there."

Hilton Hotel, Third Avenue, Central City.

He led Alphonse Ellik to the room he booked. Von Hornheim was about to ask Alphonse Ellik how they had been in the years, and Charlie spoke first.

"Although it's a bit rude, can you ask me first?" When I got into the middle of von Hornheim and Alphons Alphons Alphons Alphons, Charlie looked at Alphons Alphons Alphons: "Alphons, do you know where Yi Dao Ren went?"

"Captain Yi?" After looking at von Hornheim, seeing that von Hornheim had no special statement, Alvons Ellik said: "I don't know, he only said that he was transferred to a secret place to work."

"Did he not mention anything else?" Charlie continued to ask.

"No, he said nothing." Alphonse Ellik felt a little unhappy.

Anyone who is suddenly caught and asked about something about another person will feel unpleasant.

"Sorry, I'm rude." As if seeing Alphonse Ellik's unhappiness, Charlie took a few steps back, sighed, and said, "My name is Charlie, and his former title is the Alchemist of Ashes. You have contact with the Taoist, so you should know who I am, right?"

"Charlie, the Alchemist of the Ashes?! Are you Captain Yi's teacher?" Alphonse Ellik looked at Charlie in disbelief.

After patting Alphons Ellik's shoulder, von Hornheim said: "Mr. Charlie did not lie. He is indeed the teacher of Yi Dao Ren. By the way, Yi Dao Ren is very dangerous now, so we came to Central City."

"Captain Yi is in danger? He has become a national alchemist. What is the danger?" Alphons Ellik felt his head full of confusion.

Charlie gritted his teeth and said, "It is because he has become a national alchemist that it is even more dangerous!"

Alphonse Ellik was stunned. Just as he was about to ask why, a black shadow suddenly fell from the ceiling.

"Get out of here quickly! The people from the Central Military Department are gathering here!" The old and energetic voice was the old Hu of the new country: "I have asked my disciples to pick him up another little devil, and now we must leave!"

The National Alchemist Examination Hall successfully passed the written test, spiritual appraisal and alchemy application. Edward Ellik, who only needs to meet Kim Bradley again, can get his own title. Edward Ellik happily ran out of the Central Command. When he was about to share the good news with his younger brother, he suddenly found that Alvance Ellik was not waiting for him at the agreed place. He couldn't help scratching his head: "Where has that guy Al been? Didn't he say he would celebrate together after the exam?"

"Is it Lord Edward Ellik?" Suddenly, a young man's voice came.

Turning around, Edward Ellik saw a young man in a suit dressed in a very serious manner, watching him not far away, holding the suitcase he gave to his younger brother Alphonse Ellik.

"My name is Yao Rong, I'm here to invite you. Your brother has already gone there."
Chapter completed!