Just imagine, if the other party knows that Wen Zilong is a fifth-grade alchemist, then the salary he will definitely not be paid too much to Wen Zilong.

What if it was a tenth-grade alchemist?

Then the other party still treats Wen Zilong as his ancestor to offer?

The most important thing is that if the other party improves the tenth grade elixir material, the success rate of the tenth grade alchemist will be only 10%.

Then Wen Zilong can secretly leave nine pills by refining ten pills.

This is the real big interest.

A person with a long-term vision like Wen Zilong naturally cannot give up big profits because of a little profit.

At this moment, he said to the system in his mind:

"Turn the remaining twelve healing pills into dragon crystals."

The system immediately sends a prompt:

"A fifth-grade pill can be transformed into 10,000 dragon crystals. A total of 120,000 dragon crystals are obtained."

In this way, his total number of dragon crystals reached 3.62 million.

Wen Zilong lay down comfortably and thought beautifully:

After Boss Mei believes that he is the Supreme Alchemist, then at that time, will there be as many as sixth grade elixirs, seventh grade elixirs, etc.?

And you don't have to find the materials yourself.

Not to mention adventure in dangerous places.

It's really awesome.

After a huge yawn, he said to the twin sisters in his mind:

"Call me in half an hour."

At this time, outside the house, there is a wooden pavilion.

Brother Dasheng and Boss Mei and the others were waiting in the pavilion.

Xiao Qi looked at the chimney on the alchemy room with some confusion.

This is used to vent smoke during elixir.

He seemed to be talking to himself:

"Why haven't there smoke yet?"

Boss Mei and Brother Dasheng also said in their hearts:
Chapter completed!