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Chapter 62 - 62 40 Dong Lai Wearing the Red Pill_2

62: Chapter 40 Dong Lai Wearing the Red Pill_2 62: Chapter 40 Dong Lai Wearing the Red Pill_2 Many people think that alchemy should be the kind of project that takes at least forty-nine or even eighty-one days, and that it must be operated with a huge alchemy furnace while someone is constantly watching the fire and controlling the fire power…

Actually, if you think about it, you’ll realize that these are all futile operations.

The temperature that ancient furnaces could produce was limited to begin with, many metals with high melting points couldn’t be processed at all, and temperature control could not be very precise.

If you drag the process out for dozens of days, what could you possibly produce?

In fact, in that era, if you burned something for dozens of hours and it still wasn’t processed properly, burning it for several more days would be just as meaningless.

The reason why the so-called “forty-nine days” and “eighty-one days” theories were widely circulated was mainly because many swindlers who used alchemy as a guise needed such a time difference.

With these several days of delay, it was convenient for these swindlers to deceive people for food, drink, money, and also to escape…

If you were to tell someone that you could complete the pill in an hour, wouldn’t you be exposed when the furnace was opened after just one hour?

What then would there be to deceive?

In summary, three days was enough time for Huang Donglai to produce the pill.

Of course, he wasn’t recklessly alchemizing.

The Huang Sect actually had some achievements in chemistry; as Young Master Huang, he had a certain expertise in this area.

Previously, he had poisoned the Cao Gang’s lackeys outside Hangzhou City, used “poison bombs” to repel bandits, solved several poison cases in the serial cases of Lu Zhou, and various poisoning methods during his fight against Zhujian Hong…

all of which were enough to prove he truly had some capability.

The “Xie Pill” he was refining now was also completed by him based on the Huang Sect’s techniques, after experimenting with the materials, determining their characteristics, then processing them through meticulous, formulaic handling.

Otherwise…

he wouldn’t have dared to consume it.

Yes, after Huang Donglai finished refining, he actually took the pill himself.

After all, there was only one, and it wasn’t possible to experiment on someone else first.

Moreover, he felt that he had sufficiently tested the chemical properties of the materials before processing, and even if the final product didn’t enhance his power when consumed, it wouldn’t be lethal.

Unexpectedly, less than an hour after taking it, he discovered…

he couldn’t use his power anymore.

And that was just a minor issue…

The bigger problem was that he felt a large amount of inner strength was slowly accumulating in his stomach, as if fermenting…

more and more was building up, causing his belly to swell increasingly larger…

Strangely, in this situation, he didn’t feel much discomfort, only watching his belly grow larger made him a bit panicked, afraid that he might explode and die.

So, taking advantage of the night, he sneaked out of his room and knocked on the door of Sun Yixie, next door.

Sun Yixie had just finished practicing and lain down; hearing the knocking, he casually asked, “Who is it?”

“It’s me…” came a low reply from outside the door.

Hearing it was Huang Donglai, Sun Yixie didn’t think much of it, and got up from the bed, and walked over to open the door.

As soon as the room door opened, Huang Donglai squeezed in, sat by the table, and immediately said, “Brother Sun, I think I’m in big trouble.”

Sun Yixie closed the door, turned around to look at him, and after a glance, he asked with a puzzled expression, “What did you hide in your belly?”

At this point, Huang Donglai had nothing to hide, so he recounted the whole story of taking the self-refined pill and lifted his shirt to show his belly, which looked like that of Zhu Bajie.

Sun Yixie couldn’t help but laugh halfway through listening and after he finished, his first comment was a tease, “Did you refine a ‘Huang’s Pill’ there?

Its effect is immediate, huh?”

“You laughing at this?

I’m freaking out here,” Huang Donglai shouted, “Tell me, do you have any ideas?”

“What can I do?

I’m not a doctor, and besides, you refined the pill yourself.

You don’t know what it would do, how should I know?” Sun Yixie shrugged, his response quite reasonable.

“Then why don’t you help me find a doctor?” Huang Donglai suggested.

His request was quite reasonable too, given his current state which made moving around inconvenient and somewhat embarrassing to be seen by others.

“Sigh…

okay, okay…” Sun Yixie said as he prepared to put on his coat, “Just wait, I’ll just…”

However, before he could finish his sentence, there came a sound…

*Pfffffffffft——————*

Huang Donglai suddenly let out an unusually long, resounding fart.

Following that sustained sound, Huang Donglai’s swollen belly slowly returned to normal…

“Dammit!” Sun Yixie was too slow to react; by the time he smelled it, the whole room was already filled with the stench.

To use Mr.

Guo’s catchphrase from the comic dialogue—That wasn’t just a fart, if you thicken it, it’s basically shit.

Swearing, Sun Yixie rushed out of the room, and Huang Donglai…

after feeling relief in his abdomen, instinctively took a deep breath, almost passed out, then also staggered out.

Moments later, when the disciples from the Justice Sect heard the noise and rushed over, they saw…

Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai wrestling each other in the courtyard.

One was cursing loudly, “You damn refined a fart pill to stealthily assassinate me with your kiss to the chrysanthemum, huh?”

The other retorted, “I told you it was an accident!

I almost died in there too!”

Both usually appeared to get along well, and while they often had “spray chats,” they never really fought, so the disciples from the Justice Sect were dumbstruck and didn’t know whether to intervene or not.

While the Justice Sect’s disciples hesitated, the stench from Sun Yixie’s room gradually drifted to the courtyard.

Many standing near the room door could faintly smell it…

Fortunately, the courtyard was quite large and open, allowing the smell to dissipate quickly, otherwise probably everyone would have been affected.

Eventually, without needing anyone to intervene, the two of them stopped fighting after a while.

It wasn’t really a serious fight; they weren’t using their inner strength, it was more just messing around; moreover, Huang Donglai discovered that even after “venting the air,” he still couldn’t use his power—he couldn’t use his inner strength even if he wanted to.

Long story short, after dismissing the Justice Sect’s people with the excuse that they “had drunk too much and squabbled a bit,” the two left Sun Yixie’s room door open and went to Huang Donglai’s.

After a discussion, they decided to keep the incident under wraps, perhaps Huang Donglai’s symptoms would naturally disappear by tomorrow…

If by tomorrow he still couldn’t use his power, it still wouldn’t matter, since tomorrow was the “written test,” and the “combat competition” wasn’t until the day after.

If his power hadn’t returned by then, they would address it; at least for now, Huang Donglai didn’t exhibit any symptoms that seemed life-threatening, so they decided to wait and see.

The rest of the night passed without incident, and at Sun Yixie’s request, they swapped rooms and then each went to rest.

And so, the next day arrived.

August 14, the opening and written tests of the Youth Hero Conference were finally here…