After feeling the legendary power for a moment, Renn replaced the Titan Power Armor.

Because it was still early, he handled the official duties in his office that had accumulated for almost a month, and spent half a day patrolling the territory of Glamorgan, and teleported to the Principality of Augustus at noon. He quickly traveled all seven cities of the Principality in the afternoon and evening.

Late at night, Rennes teleported to Kingsland.

Emilys was still busy in the Dragon Hall. She was very surprised to see Renn come back and quickly left her official duties to take him to see her son. Rex was already asleep. He was less than two months old and had either slept or ate all day long. He had grown up a little.

Rennes sat next to the small bed and looked at his son who was sleeping soundly, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

It was not until Emilys came over in her pajamas that she pulled him away.

Fight overnight.

The next morning, Rennes got up in high spirits and meditated. After that, he walked in the garden of Red Dragon Castle with Rex, who had just been fed by his nanny, with a faint smile on his face.

The scale-controlling blood guards and maids discovered that Her Majesty, who is used to getting up early and diligent in governing the country, was actually staying in bed today.

It was not until midnight that Her Majesty the Queen did not walk out of the bedroom.

The voice of all things in Rennes heard the whispers of people in the Red Dragon Castle. At first, I heard it with relish and felt a little proud. The words behind it became more and more outrageous, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

At noon at the dining table, Emilys had her eyes turned white, and she obviously heard it.

"This is what you asked for." Renn shrugged.

Emily's ears suddenly turned red. She wanted to refute, but she looked at the scale-controlled blood guards around her. In order to maintain her queen's majesty, she could only pretend not to hear it.

The beauty is present, and she is so beautiful that she can eat. Renne raised her eyebrows and chuckled.

After Rex took a nap, he teleported back to Glamorgan, and had heard Fabian's report on arranging the sun walkers, and then teleported to Wizelland and entered his tower.

After sitting down and thinking for a while, Renne sent a magic message:

"Sparrowhawk, come up."

The Sparrow Hawk is a flexible and wise little bird of prey. This is the nickname of Spyrohawk in his hometown of the Herring Islands. When he was a shepherd boy, his friends called it that, and he was used to it. Spyrohawk was the name given to him by the wizard who brought him to Wizardland.

Spyrohawk is a transformed wizard. His first main soul is the mutated Ice Wind Sparrow Hawk. After transformation, he flies extremely fast. He also has the affinity of both ice and wind systems, and his strength is quite good.

After Renn found out, he also changed his name to Sparrow Eagle.

After a few breaths, Spyrohawk teleported to the top of the tower and saluted: "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

He was just over 18 years old, and he had grown a little taller, still thin, with a hint of youth on his face, and you could vaguely see the shadow of the once shepherd boy. The difference is that now his eyes are full of wisdom and exuding a hidden breath of soul power.

The fifth-level transformed wizard is not a small person even in the empire.

What's more, he was from the Floating City of Wizelland and was also a student of Rennes. With this identity alone, there were not many people in the empire who dared to provoke him, and the potential he showed was even more promising.

However, Renn asked him to come not to guide his practice, but to another reason.

"Well, come and sit down quickly." Renne's face was very casual.

He has always had no airs to show his face to the students. One is because of his habits in his previous lives and he feels it is unnecessary. The other is that the ages between teachers and students are similar, and Darama and Garu are even older than himself.

Spyrohawk knew this, but he did not lose his respect for the teacher at all. He sat down after giving his thanks again and relaxed a little.

The teacher asked himself to come up alone, so he must have something serious.

Sure enough, I heard Ren ask, "How have you made progress in alchemy recently? Do you have any experience?"

Spyrohawk thought the teacher was going to take the exam, so he quickly replied: "Teacher, I have been working on a new potion these days. I named it "Frenzy Speed ​​Potion". It was made by adding ice thorn grass, storm cane and several other herbs based on the "Furious Beast Blood Potion".

When it comes to alchemy, he immediately came to his spirits and talked endlessly.

Renn listened with a smile, and listened very seriously.

"The extraordinary person drinks the Crazy Speed ​​Potion, and his strength increases double. Although it is not as violent as the real 'Furious Beast Blood Potion', its sequelae is much milder." Spirothawk said this, his face was a little lustful. "The biggest selling point of the Crazy Speed ​​Potion is that it can increase speed, which is equivalent to blessing the Second Ring Acceleration Technique."

"It has both strength to increase and accelerate. The effect of a bottle of potion can be as good as two bottles. And after my improvement, the cost can be reduced to about fifty gold shields, which is definitely very popular."

"teacher!"

Spyrohawk looked at Renn, like a child who offered treasures to his elders, "Once the research of the Crazy Speed ​​Potion is successful, it will definitely become one of the hottest potions in Wizelland."

"very good!"

Renne clapped his hands and praised him.

This crazy speed potion really made him lit up, which could bring huge benefits to the tower, and at the same time he understood Spyrohawk's thoughts.

The talent of my student in alchemy is really rare in a thousand years.

"Sparrow Hawk, how many of you can develop the 'crazy speed potion'?" asked Renn.

"40%!"

Spyrohawk was full of confidence and changed his words after answering: "Fifty percent! If the teacher can provide enough materials, he will recruit fifteen alchemist apprentices to me as assistants. Total of them is expected to invest 200,000 gold shields. I am half sure that I will take out the finished product of the Crazy Speed ​​Potion within two years and hand it over to the teacher."

Renn nodded.

Researching potions is similar to the previous life pharmaceutical company’s model of developing new drugs. First, it requires enough manpower, and second, it requires a large amount of funds and may not be able to be successfully launched.

Half of the determination is already a very high probability.

Renn said calmly without hesitation: "I will give you 400,000 gold shields, and the number of alchemy apprentices is up to you. You can recruit as many as you want, but before they enter the tower, they must go through my review."

"I will not take back the money regardless of whether the potion is successful or not, but I will not invest more."

"If the Kuaishou potion is developed, you can take away one-tenth of the future sales income, but it is only ten years, and you can choose to buy it out at a bargain."

Rennes said and waited for Spyrohawk's choice.

It seems very harsh to give only 10% of the profits within ten years to the inventor of the potion, but without his strong support, Spyrohawk would not succeed.

The investment fund of 400,000 gold shield was actually given to Spyrohawk by default, and he could use it whatever he wanted.

Spyrohawk's breath suddenly became heavy.

For him, who was born in poverty, whether it was the 400,000 gold shield funding or the huge future income, it was a huge wealth that he never dared to dream of.

Seeing him feeling very entangled, Renn smiled and said, "You can wait until the potion results come out before making a decision."

"Okay, teacher!" Spyro Hawke breathed a sigh of relief, then felt full of excitement, wishing to go back and continue his research immediately.

After his mood calmed down, Renn asked again: "If you go to the Alchemy Association now, can you pass the test of the Alchemy Master?"

"Well……"

Spyrohawk scratched his head shyly, "Teacher, I'm afraid I can't do it. The alchemist's test involves too many aspects, such as potions, castings, enchantments, inscriptions, materials, etc. Apart from potions, I have not accumulated enough in other branches. Maybe I can give it a try in ten years."

"Okay." Ren also felt that he was too impatient.

The Empire Alchemist Association has less than a hundred alchemist masters, each of which is famous as a legendary spellcaster or big man, with an average age of over 200 years old.

Spyrohawk dared to try to become an alchemist before he was thirty, which shows his amazing talent.

Ren hesitated for a moment, thinking that his students were more reliable, so he found a suitable alchemist, so he said, "I want to give you something to you today."

"What's the matter, teacher?" Spyrohawk stood up.

"This time I went out, I got a batch of precious materials. You can take them back and study them to see what kind of potions can be refined, or how to use them, and the effect is the best." Rennes said, taking out the whole piece of the flesh and blood of the Sun-spotted Viper.

The flesh and blood weigh hundreds of pounds, and it is a small piece cut flat from the wound, including scales, snake skin, flesh and bones.

As soon as Renn put it on the table, golden blood flowed out.

Spyrohawk was instantly attracted to his eyes. He saw at first glance that this was a small part cut from a huge monster. He stepped forward and identified it, and found that it was a material he had never seen before.

"Teacher, is this?"

He looked puzzled and touched a drop of golden snake blood with his fingertips. He rubbed between his fingers. It was extremely viscous, like gelatin, and habitually injected soul power to explore its properties.

Suddenly, the soul power was repelled, and a trembling aura emanated.

The young boy's face suddenly became shocked, he quickly stepped back and stuttered: "God... this... this... this is divine blood?"

His eyes were rounded, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind, "Has the teacher killed the god?"

When Renn saw the panic, he could only explain with a smile: "This is just a divine creature, not even a demigod, but the divine concentration is a little higher. How could it be divine blood? You don't think I can kill God!"

"It turns out it's just a divine creature." Spyrohawk was still scared.

He couldn't help but think that the teacher can always create miracles, and he wouldn't be surprised if he really took out his divine blood one day.

"How is it? Sparrowhawk." Raine asked again: "What potion can you use it to make?"

"Teacher, the corpse of a divine creature is one of the most precious alchemy materials in the world." Spellohawk's eyes shone, and then he felt helpless and said truthfully: "With my alchemy, I may not be able to control such good materials. Teacher, it's too wasteful to give it to Speaker Darlandon, who is the most intelligent alchemy master in our floating city."

He said this, but Renne's soul eye was actually a little reluctant to leave him when he saw him.

"I need someone who can truly trust me to handle the materials." Renn said lightly: "Speaker Darlandon is not my student after all, and if the news is leaked, it will cause trouble."

The attraction of divine creatures is not only legendary or even holy soul wizards.

If the news spreads, I don’t know how many people will peek in secret, even causing trouble to the floating city of Wizelland.

The teacher is now thinking about exploring the depravity of Master Ogulevi. He is at a critical period and can no longer cause any trouble.

"But..." Spyrohawk still felt that it was inappropriate.

Renn raised his hand and interrupted him, "Sparrow Hawk, just try it, don't be afraid of wasting it. There are a lot of this batch of divine materials, very many, enough for you to study it for several years and cannot be used up."

Seeing that Rennes trusted him so much, Spyro Hawk was moved and secretly vowed not to waste materials and live up to the teacher's expectations. Although he could see that the corpse of this monster must be very large, estimated to weigh hundreds of thousands of pounds, the flesh and blood in front of him was only a very small part.
To be continued...