Two months later.
On this particular night, the fourth batch of freshmen were reciting general knowledge textbooks in the library and the cafeteria, preparing for the final exams.
Middle school students were painstakingly producing items in the alchemy area.
Everyone had a goal they were striving for.
As was Xia Zhou.
This night was somewhat special for him.
In his current Ingenious Object Alchemy room, the furnace hummed lowly, and heat waves overflowed in the spacious room.
The solution in the high-temperature crucible occasionally raised a ripple, the fire fluctuated with the rhythm of the ripple, the flame tongue explored out of the furnace mouth and quickly retreated again, like a shy dancer uncovering a glimpse of the scenery under her skirt.
Xia Zhou, wearing his glasses, stared intently at the surface of the solution, his hands resting on the temperature increase and decrease buttons on either side.