There was an arrogant alchemist who tried to challenge the gods and build a tower leading to the throne of God.
He knew that new life does not come from the mother, but from corruption. In order to create life like a god, he sealed his seeds in horse dung and transformed them with fire.
This work was carried out for sixty-six days, and after that, he finally used his skills to create a child——
"Holmhain, have you graduated?"
Looking at the fat man packing his luggage around the room, the girl asked doubtfully. After all, just days ago this man was complaining about not being able to graduate.
The chubby man said while burying his head in packing his luggage: "I have graduated. In fact, it is not that difficult. I just need to give up my own theory, pretend to translate a few ancient documents, improve the formula, and then apply Jabir's If you explain it theoretically, it will be easy to pass.”
"Then...won't you stay here as a mentor?"
"No, this is not the place I should stay. My home is also in Switzerland, and I am a doctor. I have been away for too long, and it is time to go back."
"Switzerland?"
"It's a mountainous country with beautiful snow scenery. You will like it. My lover has passed away for a long time. Since he was not married in front of God, he cannot be regarded as husband and wife. He has a daughter who can only be regarded as an illegitimate daughter. In my case, I was married before I came to the Alchemy Academy, so I only live in that house now. But if my daughter’s room is cleaned, it will be okay for one more person to live there.”
"Me?" The girl shook her head, "No, I won't go to Switzerland. I haven't graduated yet."
After hearing the girl's words, the man turned his head from the pile of debris with a complicated expression: "So, are you going to stay here?"
The girl nodded and said, "I want to spread my theory and convince the teachers and students of the Alchemy Academy."
A trace of sadness flashed in the man's eyes.
"What's the need? They won't listen to you. Just go back to Switzerland with me."
"No, they will soon know that I am right. I will be able to complete the great work soon and use skills to create humans. I have written all the relevant steps in this notebook."
The girl picked up a pile of bound manuscript papers on the table and caressed it with her other hand, like a newborn baby.
"Maybe you don't believe it. Even though I haven't actually done it yet, I already know that as long as I follow these steps, I will be able to succeed. How should I put it? Intuition? Or is it the whisper of God?"
Before he finished speaking, the pile of manuscript papers suddenly fell to the ground. The girl who fell with the manuscript paper was curled up on the ground, clutching her head in great pain:
"Holmhain, my head starts to hurt again! Every time I think about this, my head feels like it's going to explode!"
A man's sigh came from above. His fat body squatted down with difficulty and took away the pile of manuscript papers that fell next to the girl: "I have said many times that the materials used in these papers are poisonous. Do not turn over them casually before the poison is naturally dissipated. Open it."
"Then, when can I start the work of creating humans?"
"Just wait. When your head stops hurting, it's time to open it."
For some reason, when he said this, the man turned his face away so that the girl could not see the expression on his face.
——To this day, the girl has not succeeded in opening the roll of manuscript paper.
"This is it."
Avicenna took the girl into a classroom where a small slate hung with writing on it.
"Your notebook is not in my hand now, but I have taken down all the words on it and written them here."
"Is it all here?"
"Yes, I guarantee it is word for word."
Looking at the stone slab, the girl flinched and stretched out her hand. Although she tried to open the note more than once, she ended up with a headache every time. This was the first time in the past few years that she had seen the words in the notes so completely.
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She tremblingly stroked the words written on the stone tablet, like stroking a child she hadn't seen for a long time.
"You can just reminisce here first." Avicenna said, "I will prepare an alchemy laboratory for you."
The classroom door is closed. With the "bang" sound of the door closing, the girl suddenly fell to the ground. She felt her head hurt again, and it was an unprecedented pain.
"Why? It's obviously been written on the stone tablet, so it shouldn't be poisonous."
In pain, the girl stood up slowly while holding on to the wall with red eyes.
"If it wasn't for the paper, then I can't wait any longer to waste time... I'm going to start this work now!"
She tore the stone slab off the wall, and then she couldn't stand and fell to the ground. Even so, she still tried hard to open her eyes, put her face against the stone slab, touched the words with her hands, and read them line by line.
Not long after Avicenna walked out of the teaching building, he bumped into the principal of the Alchemy School, John de Rupisisa.
"Principal, are you awake?" Avicenna opened his arms and pretended to welcome him, "You have been unconscious, and I was just thinking about what medicine to give you."
John de Lupisisa glared at him: "Don't act like a friend. I have heard about what happened in the past two days. Avicenna, the Alchemy Academy is ashamed to have you as a committee member! "
"Have you heard? That's just right." Avicenna smiled, "Come and join in the work of teachers and students. After all, your alchemy skills are even better than Lacy."
"I just saw you bring a girl in. What did you do to her?"
"Don't worry, principal. I am a believer in the Abrahamic Church. My mother's adultery is the sixth commandment of Moses. How could I violate it? She is looking at the notes I took down in the classroom - do you want to read them too? look?"
"That's good." John de Rupisisa breathed a sigh of relief, "Avicenna, we have the governor's subsidy and we have no choice but to work for you now. But that girl has nothing to do with the college. She is not a teacher or student of the academy, she is just a poor person who has lost her memory, and I hope you will not embarrass her."
Avicenna smiled disdainfully at first, but then he realized something and rushed forward and grabbed John de Lupisisa: "What did you just say? She is not a teacher or student at the Alchemy Academy?"
"What's wrong?" John De Rupisisa didn't know why Avicenna was so surprised. "She suddenly appeared in the college for no apparent reason a few years ago. I think she's pitiful. She took a former servant to live there. The house was renovated for her to live in, and then she was put in charge of the school's cleaning."
Avicenna abandoned John de Rupisisa, turned around and ran towards the classroom!
When he opened the classroom door, the girl's face was already covered with blood marks scratched by her own fingers. When she heard the door open, she turned her bloody face and asked in a trembling voice:
"You need horse dung...and my seeds? I know the horse dung, but what do my seeds... mean?"
