Chapter 72

"Finally, it's the last step."

15 minutes later, Sun Yan took a deep breath, removed the red crystal sand container from the freezer, and turned on the two ray lamps on the experimental table.

Ding ding!

Two rays intersected, shining on the two-inch square container. This was the final step of the original liquid preparation—illumination.

The method of illumination involved solidifying the original liquid and then using the rays to fully activate its effects. This step required precise control of the angle and duration of the illumination.

Sun Yan moved the two ray lamps, sometimes clockwise, sometimes counterclockwise, providing comprehensive and uniform illumination. After 30 minutes, he turned off the ray lamps.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Yan smiled and said, "Alright, let's wait another 10 minutes and admire my masterpiece."

After being illuminated, the genetic original liquid needed to be left undisturbed for 5 to 10 minutes to truly solidify. Of course, this was for the lowest-grade genetic original liquid; the preparation of higher-grade liquids was far more complex.

After 10 minutes, the original liquid in the red crystal sand container finally solidified. However, just from its appearance, it was far from impressive.

Looking at the finished product in the red crystal sand container, Sun Yan's face was full of disappointment. He muttered, "The data said that the finished genetic original liquid should be like a block of congealed fat, smooth and shiny like a mirror, and crystal clear. Why is mine like this?"

The substance in the red crystal sand container was hard to imagine as genetic original liquid. It resembled a deteriorated gel-like liquid with many particles of varying sizes, a rough and uneven surface, and white hairs growing on it, making it look moldy and repulsive.

Mu Tong spread his hands, showing a "I told you so" expression, and said, "Ayan, I told you, the most important thing for a preparer is talent. Have you ever heard of a famous martial artist who is also an outstanding preparer? They are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns."

Looking at this failed product, Sun Yan's stubbornness flared up. "No, I'll try again. This is my first time; failure is the mother of success!"

Mu Tong opened his mouth, shook his head helplessly, and sat down to leisurely flip through a magazine. He knew he wouldn't be able to use his laboratory today.

In the evening, Sun Yan finally stopped the preparation. Staring at the six red crystal sand containers on the experimental table, his face was extremely blank.

The six containers held six gel-like liquids, all with the same appearance—rough and uneven, covered with a layer of white fluff, making them look disgusting.

Sun Yan sighed deeply and muttered, "It seems I really don't have the talent for this."

Sun Yan was not someone who easily gave up. Once he was serious about something, he wouldn't give up easily.

However, reality was harsh.

The products he made would likely be rated as the worst genetic original liquid by anyone. The key issue was that he had used all the materials in the laboratory for a whole day to prepare six original liquid products, and there was no sign of improvement.

Even a slight improvement would have made Sun Yan feel better.

Seeing his friend's depressed expression, Mu Tong patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Ayan, don't take it to heart. You don't need to worry about your credits. Everything will fall into place. There's still a long time before the end of the semester."

Sun Yan nodded silently. He wasn't worried about the credits but was genuinely interested in the preparation of genetic original liquid. However, many things in life are like this; just wanting to do something doesn't mean you can.

After chatting with Mu Tong for a while, Sun Yan left the laboratory with a regretful heart, even losing his appetite for dinner.

In the laboratory, seeing the mess on the experimental table, Mu Tong was hopping mad. "Ayan, you bastard, you've made my laboratory such a mess. I hate cleaning."

After thinking for a moment, Mu Tong sighed, opened a special light brain, input a message, and sat down to leisurely flip through a magazine.

A moment later, the door knocked, and a young man walked in. This man was robust, with short, spiky hair, wearing a black suit, exuding a fierce aura as he walked.

Approaching Mu Tong, the young man bowed respectfully and asked, "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Mu Tong closed the magazine, rolled his eyes, and said, "How many times have I told you not to call me Young Master outside? Got it?" Pointing to the mess on the experimental table, "Help me clean up this mess and make it neat."

"Yes, Young Master."

"Don't call me Young Master!"

The young man smiled and bowed, turned to clean the experimental table. When he saw the six gel-like liquids in the containers, his face showed a strange expression, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

"Young Master, where should these six genetic original liquid products be placed?" the young man asked carefully, trying to choose his words carefully. If these gel-like liquids could be considered genetic original liquid products, then E-grade genetic original liquid would be worthless.

Hearing this, Mu Tong immediately distanced himself and shouted, "I'm talking about this trash. Get rid of all of it. These aren't my preparations; they are Sun Yan's 'masterpieces.' With my talent, my preparations would be much better."

"Ah, so it's Sun Young."

The young man looked surprised, gazed at the six gel-like liquids, and said, "It's always good to try. Sun Young has a natural talent and astonishing abilities. The last time I secretly protected Young Master, I could faintly sense him. His six senses far exceed those of a second-level martial artist, making him a rare martial arts genius. If he also has the talent of a preparer, it would be too enviable."

Mu Tong nodded and muttered, "Ayan has been working hard since he was young. Saying he's a martial arts genius is more like saying he's rewarded for his hard work."

"Indeed, Young Master."

The young man quickly cleaned the experimental table. In no time, it was spotless.

After placing the six red crystal sand containers, the man asked, "Young Master, these genetic original liquids are ultimately prepared by Sun Young. Throwing them away casually would be impolite. Why not take them to our family's small auction house? They might sell for a good price."

Mu Tong shuddered and said in surprise, "Do you think others are fools? Who would bid on such inferior original liquids? Calling them inferior is being kind; they are just waste."

The young man smiled and said, "They can be used as bonus items. Package them well, and even inferior items can be presented as premium. In this aspect, our Mu family is an expert."

Mu Tong waved his hand, "Alright, do as you please. No need to ask for my opinion."

"Yes, Young Master!"

The young man bowed again and respectfully left the laboratory.

...

In the evening, at the end of Liuli Street, Sun Yan walked slowly along the path to a small house.

Before he could knock, the door opened, and Old Mu welcomed him with a smile, "Welcome, welcome. Sun Young, you're right on time. I've been looking forward to this!"

"Not really, I'm always punctual."

Sun Yan smiled and walked in. Although he was depressed today, his personality was always optimistic, and he rarely dwelled on things.

Handing over three chips to Old Mu, the latter treated them like treasures, his smile becoming even brighter, and he repeatedly invited Sun Yan to sit down and enjoy tea.

Turning on the player, the old and young man sipped enlightenment tea and watched a movie, engaging in various inappropriate topics.

As they chatted, Old Mu sighed, "Truly, a word from you is worth ten years of reading. If I had met Sun Young earlier, I wouldn't have been like a frog at the bottom of a well for so long."

"Old Mu, you flatter me!"

Sun Yan politely clasped his hands, took a sip of tea, and said, "Actually, Old Mu's tea is very valuable. After drinking it, I feel my mind is as clear as a sunny sky, and many stagnant areas in martial arts have become clear. I feel I'm the one benefiting."

Sipping the enlightenment tea, Sun Yan indeed felt his mind was calm and his thoughts clearer and sharper. This feeling was very evident during his first attempt at preparing the original liquid, but the result was disappointing.

"Ha ha, I'm glad Sun Young likes it, I'm glad." Old Mu smiled, and as a movie ended, he casually asked, "I see you seem to have something on your mind. Is it something troubling you since you started school?"

Sun Yan was surprised, "How did you know? It's not that obvious, is it?"

Old Mu smiled, "Others might not notice, but I'm old and have experienced more than you. How could I not see it?"

With his thoughts revealed, Sun Yan sighed and didn't hide it, recounting the troubles he had encountered in the first week of school.

Finally, Sun Yan shrugged and said sarcastically, "It seems I'm under a bad star. I was assigned to Liuli Street 4444 right after starting school. After a week, my credits are still 10. By the end of the semester, I probably won't even have 50 credits. I'm likely to be forced to withdraw. I guess I'm the only one in the long history of Difeng Academy to have such a fate."

Listening quietly to Sun Yan's grievances, Old Mu nodded slightly, his face showing a mysterious expression, and said, "Sun Young, don't be too hard on yourself. In fact, during my time at Difeng Academy, I've met a few students who had it worse than you when they started."

"Uh, there are even worse cases?" Sun Yan was stunned and asked, "How bad? Tell me, maybe it will help me feel better."

Old Mu took a sip of tea, looking nostalgic, and said, "I don't remember the details clearly. But 300 years ago, a regular department student started school. This student loved pranks, causing chaos in the regular department for an entire semester, and his credits were all 0. The first time I met him, he was making a female teacher cry."

"So impressive! An idol!" Sun Yan exclaimed in amazement.

"Another one was 100 years ago, a female student. Her situation was even worse. In the first three months of school, she sent over 300 students to the hospital, and her credits were deducted to -1500, a very serious violation of school rules!"

Sun Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, "Negative 1500 credits? Credits can be negative? Such a serious violation of school rules, wouldn't she be forced to withdraw?"

Old Mu sighed, "Sigh, the school didn't expel her because she was too young when she started, only 13. She was just a naughty little girl!"

Hearing this, Sun Yan was speechless. Entering Difeng Academy at 13 and sending 300 students to the hospital in the first three months, this female student was undoubtedly a genius. The school didn't expel her because they wanted to keep this genius.

"Oh, right." Old Mu suddenly remembered something and said, "Both of these students lived at Liuli Street 4444."