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My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating. Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture. Drink down the pain, reap a new life. In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks. Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood. (This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

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Chapter 27: The Fourth Class of Mage

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.