Ge Zheng was surprised and thought about it carefully. This is not the case in the future.

"Oh..." Ge Zheng sighed, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and smiled: "You go back and tell the eldest prince that I can't guarantee the entire Dongsheng Academy, but I will not choose to be loyal to anyone. If they want to kill me, come just."

"Master, why are you doing this..."

Ge Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I won't compromise! After each of them sent a few batches of killers, he would know that I was not that easy to deal with. They would weigh the pros and cons by themselves, kill me, suffer huge losses, and may be profitable by others. Only then can I have temporary peace."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Dirkmont said, "Master, don't worry, I will do my best to stop His Highness from any actions that are unfavorable to you!" Dirkmont half-kneeled, lowered his head to greet, and then left resolutely.

Dirkmont knew the weight of his words, and it was not an impulse to make this decision. Ge Zheng was more grateful to him than to the sky. Although Dirkmont was used to considering problems with the thinking of aristocraticism, the knight's thoughts that had been passed down in the Star Refining World for thousands of years had a huge impact on him. He was not a villain, so he naturally could not do such things as revenge for grudges.

In addition, he didn't know why, and he vaguely felt that at least the three princes in the royal city were probably not Ge Zheng's opponents. This feeling made Dirkmont himself feel very strange. He didn't know what kind of power the Lord Highness had in his hands during his resignation to the eldest prince. Although he had never known all his knowledge, he could see that there was no problem of destroying a small principality. In this case, he still had great confidence in Ge Zheng, and even he felt very strange.

Outside the door, Deckmont straddled his horse with his sword. Ge Xing stood at the window and watched him ride away, his heart a little heavy.

The next day, another big news spread at Dongsheng Academy:

His Highness the eldest prince decided to send his eldest son, the fourteen-year-old imperial grandson Kefran, to Dongsheng Academy, and chose the alchemy department.

Two applications were placed on Ramir's desk. This time, the old God of Dharma brows were even tighter.

Ge Zheng really couldn't understand why they valued themselves so much? He was just an alchemist, so he was forced to spend so much effort on himself?

The eldest prince was because of the good intentions of Dirkmont, the Earl of Earl, told the Lord Highness everything about the process of getting to know Ge Zheng, hoping that the Lord Highness would not provoke him. However, this aroused the Lord Highness's great interest and wanted to recruit him under his command. With Dirkmont's consultation with him, the Lord Highness felt that it was worth using his son to win over Ge Zheng.

As for the Fourth Prince... only he himself knows.

"Master!" The Piaotian literature network was constructed in complete construction. Ge Zheng took the time to make some gadgets in the past two days. His alchemy timer was half smaller than an ordinary alchemy timer, but the price was only 20% higher than an ordinary alchemy timer.

Ge Zheng originally planned to refine a smaller timer, and the price was the same as that of an ordinary timer.

But this idea was quickly rejected by Norodun.

"Master, you only need to be a little higher than your current level to attract customers to buy our products. Even if our alchemy technology is ahead, you don't have to show off all the technologies at once. This time you are one step ahead and one step ahead next time so that we can earn gold coins twice. In addition, in terms of price, the people who buy your alchemy works are originally to show off. If your price is not higher than others, they cannot reflect their identity..."

Ge Zheng was indeed not as good as Norodom in business, so he simply left it to him to deal with it. Ge Zheng's alchemy works were put on the market for only half a day, and the first order was completed. An alchemy timer sold 2,200 gold coins.

There are so many troubles recently that there is a rare event. Ge Zheng threw the fraction of the 200 gold coins to Dunke and asked him to prepare a big meal and celebrate it in the evening.

It has been seven days since Clos crawled out of the tomb. Clos used stones to draw a thread on the city wall. Clos had cursed Ge Zheng countless times in his heart. Damn it, if this tomb robber had not stolen all his belongings, how could I, the grand master of dark alchemy, fall into such a miserable situation!

Although he is an immortal lich, if his body is damaged too much, it will take time to recover. The most troublesome thing among them is the recovery of magic power. The juice of the lich formed a special structure similar to the magic core in his body to provide him with magic power. But the position of this "magic core" is on his chest. Ge Zheng penetrated his chest with a sword, and even the magic core that could not hurt him at all was shattered together. Otherwise, how could Klos lie in the grave for so long?

The Immortal Lich is a special living body, or a spiritual attachment body. The pores in the body are blocked and they cannot absorb magic elements from the air by themselves. Klos must have some special substances, such as magic crystals, magic cores, etc. to restore his magic power.

Although the monsters were afraid of him, they were only relying on the spiritual shock of high-level monsters like lichs; if they really wanted to fight, now they were powerless, their magic cores were broken, and their wealth was cleaned by Ge Zheng, 99% of them might become a supper that was a bit unchewable in the mouth of the monsters.

There was no way, Close sneaked into the royal city and wanted to find a Rongheng Trading Bank's semicolon. However, after the last time, Rongheng Trading Bank was uprooted in Delson, and even a few hidden strongholds could not escape.

Close became a betrayal dog.

He was covered in dust and could not tell that he was wearing a warlock robe. He was also torn and dirty, and had dirty hair. Four days ago, Kloss had perseveredly squeezed into the begging gang at the base of the city wall.

He was going to beg for some money and buy a magic crystal. As long as there was a little magic power, he would immediately become the intimidating Dark Alchemist!

But this first step seems endless. How much income can you earn every day by relying on begging? Magic crystal is not cheap. Cross touched his ragged warlock robe pocket, which only had a dozen copper coins in it. This is all his property now. Cross roared to the sky, venting his dissatisfaction and the most vicious curse towards Ge Zheng from the depths of human nature.

"Dong" A stone hit his head, and a strong beggar cursed: "What are you calling me! I'll disturb you, my sleep!"

Cross swallowed his anger and didn't dare to look at the beggar. He secretly sweared that when I find my identity, you dirty maggots will look good!

But he didn't realize that he was now the most inconspicuous dirty maggot on the huge body of the royal city.

...

Ramir ultimately failed to withstand the pressure from His Majesty the Emperor and agreed to accept the fourth prince Elonhos into school. Mejeff IV quietly sent 200 Royal Guards to Ramir for not allowing him to strengthen the protection of the alchemy department.

Ramir was frowning and allocated another 300,000 gold coins from the student expenses, purchased various equipment and recruited experts, which were also used to enhance the safety of the alchemy system.

For a moment, the alchemy system was in a panic inside and outside, and Master Aquinas shook his head: "Before others came to assassinate, we scared ourselves to death..."

Ge Zheng sat in his office, resting his feet on the table, and flipping through his hands to see the students' homework. His pen would not leak ink, so he could unscrupulously pose in various positions to correct homework, without having to sit in a dangerous position like other teachers, in case his robe was stained by a drop of ink that would leak out at some unknown time.

"Dangdang..." A knock on the door sounded, and the door opened in Master Aquinas's office next door.

A 16 or 17-year-old blonde boy bowed politely to Master Aquinas: "Is he the tutor of the Alchemy Department, Aquinas?"

Master Aquinas looked at the strange boy in front of him. He had a pair of naturally melancholy blue eyes, and his long golden hair curled with an artistic atmosphere like a blue coastline.

Aquinas invited him in and said humbly: "I am Aquinas, the Fourth Palace has come down so quickly." The Fourth Prince smiled, and his white teeth were like shells on the coast.

"I didn't bring my entourage, I came to study. Here, I am an ordinary student. Master, you don't have to consider my identity. Please ask me exactly according to the standards for ordinary students." The Fourth Prince said seriously.

Aquinas had a good first impression of the rumored fourth prince, but she really didn't dare to take this hot potato. Aquinas is not a scheming person, so if he had any purpose, it would be clearly revealed. For example, now, he is eager to kick the ball away, and the only person he can think of is Ge Zheng.

Aquinas said sorry to Ge Zheng in her heart, just as she had tried to treat you, and then sent the fourth prince to find Ge Zheng very directly.

"Oh, since that's the case, then the student arrangements are all the head coach of the department, Master Ge, and he is next door. You can go find him now."
Chapter completed!