Giovanni walked quickly into the mansion of Patisipaccio, the governor of the Republic of the Islands. He passed through the numerous guards and arrived at Patisipachio's bedroom, where he lightly knocked on the door three times with the back of his hand.
Patisipachio's somewhat unhappy voice came from the room: "Who?"
"It's me, Giovanni."
There was a sound of tidying up the room from behind the door. After a few minutes, the door opened. Two people dressed as maids lowered their heads and walked to both sides of the door, extending their hands to indicate that Giovanni could enter. Giovanni cast a cursory glance at the two maids, and then cautiously entered Patisipaccio's bedroom.
Patisipachio was sitting in a big chair, fanning himself with a book, even though it was not hot. He looked at Giovanni and asked unhappily: "Coming here at this time, it should be a report about the war, right?"
"To be precise, there are two reports, one is closely related to the war, and the other is also somewhat related to the war - the Republic of Liguria has sent envoys to prepare for peace negotiations."
"Oh, this is indeed excellent news." Patisipaccio suddenly leaned forward towards Giovanni, "What about the other news?"
"The Pirate King of the Pirate Kingdom received the medal from the Alchemy University a few days ago. He successfully graduated and became a mentor."
Patisipachio suddenly showed an expression of "What are you talking about?": "Graduated after what? She has been here for less than a week! Is she leading the troops to the Alchemy University to steal the medal? "
"It is absolutely true that she graduated after giving lectures and receiving support from three committee members according to normal procedures. It didn't even take her a week, but she signed up at noon and graduated in the afternoon..."
"Those useless alchemists want to protest against my appointment of Avicenna as a committee member???"
"I'm afraid that the pirate king's alchemy level has indeed reached the level of graduation. The instructors of the academy are not attending classes these days. They go to see the pirate king every day. It is said that he was thrown out by the pirates because of this." Speaking of this, Giovanni lowered his voice, "Governor, I'm afraid the counterfeit money won't be able to deceive the pirate king. We'd better make a new plan."
Patisipaccio lay back on the chair, holding his aching head: "What are the alternatives?"
"Normally, we have only three choices."
"What three?"
"Type one: delay. Deliberately delay and send less supplies as before."
"Judging from the current strength comparison on the island, this method is very risky."
"We can also choose the second option and issue it as agreed. This way we can keep this ally and play a role in our future military operations." Giovanni looked at Patisipaccio meaningfully, "Governor, you want the ocean The fire shouldn’t just be used to deal with the Republic of Liguria, right?”
"What about the third type?"
"A dagger is better than a sword or a spear."
Giovanni used his hand as a knife and made a gesture towards his neck.
Patisipachio closed his eyes and thought for a moment.
"Let's prepare the supplies for the pirates first. What action we can take later depends on the preparation of Ocean Fire."
"Understood." Giovanni replied dully. Then, he looked around and asked a question he had wanted to ask for a long time, "Where is Yinpolita? I haven't seen her these days."
"Of course, she was in the toilet the whole time."
Giovanni blinked blankly a few times: "Toilet?"
"Don't worry about her. I arranged for someone to deliver food to her. The toilet has also been modified, so you can sit down and sleep directly." Patisipaccio dragged his fat body and stood up from the chair with difficulty, "Go. Look at Paracelsus!"
In the dark basement, Paracelsus was using high temperature to heat a barrel of urine that had been distilled into a lake shape. The smell of urine that filled the air made Giovanni frown, and Patisipaccio stood at the door not wanting to take a step forward.
"Paracelsus, come out!" Giovanni twisted his nose and shouted at the fat man walking back and forth on the test bench, "What the hell are you playing with?"
Paracelsus looked up at Giovanni and Patisipaccio, slowly turned off the fire, then picked up a reagent bottle from the shelf, and picked up a pair of tweezers from the seat. Then he walked out slowly.
Patisipachio took a step back with disgust on his face: "Paracelsus, you said you were preparing 'cold fire', what happened?"
"The process is not ideal. Most of the urine delivered is just water. Only the first bucket of urine every morning meets the quality requirements. According to this situation, the maid will need to work hard for a few more days..."
"It's okay to let Impolita live in the toilet for the rest of her life." Patisipachio interrupted Paracelsus, "But at least let me see your results."
Hearing this, Paracelsus raised the reagent bottle in his hand: "Although the quantity is small, I have more or less successfully prepared the first batch of 'cold fire'."
Patisipaccio raised his eyes to take a look. There was some liquid in the reagent bottle, and there were a few white crystals soaked in the liquid.
"Why do you say this is cold fire? Why do you put it in water?"
"Cold fire is something beyond nature, which cannot naturally exist in the air."
Paracelsus used tweezers to pick out the crystals from the liquid. Not long after, a wisp of white smoke came out of the crystal.
"This, is it going to burn? But I didn't see any fire?" Giovanni said in surprise.
"Of course there is no fire. The ocean fire you want doesn't need to be lit first and then sprayed out, right?"
Patisipachio nodded: "Indeed. I heard that as long as the liquid of ocean fire is sprayed out of the container, it will spontaneously turn into fire."
"That's something that's really beyond the realm of possibility, and luckily we're pretty close to it."
Paracelsus walked back to the laboratory and dropped the crystal from the tweezers into the beaker. Then he took out a glass rod and put it on the fire to bake. After a while, he came out again with the beaker and the baked glass rod.
"It's been a bit cold recently, and the air alone may not be enough, but look -"
Paracelsus put a slightly heated glass rod into the beaker and touched the crystal lightly. In an instant, the crystal burst into flames, its brightness surpassing any candle that Patisipaccio had ever seen!
Paracelsus passed the beaker towards Patisipachio and motioned for him to take it.
Patisipachio glanced at the blazing fire in the cup, and timidly stretched out a finger to touch it. He was startled by this touch and immediately snatched the entire beaker from Paracelsus' hand.
He held the beaker with both hands for a long time, and then said in disbelief: "Why? It's burning so brightly, but it's not hot at all, and you can't even feel the temperature at all? It's unimaginable that such a thing exists in the natural world. !”
"True greatness begins now. The quality of burning on water has been separated from wine, the quality of burning without fire has been separated from urine. It is time to combine these elements again, and the new substance born from them will be obtained A power that far exceeds its raw material——"
The firelight cast the shadow of Paracelsus on the wall. The black shadow was so huge, it looked like a giant.
"This is a creation of man's great skill, far superior to nature!"
