"Hmm~ Huh~ This is so delicious. What kind of meat is made of? It's very fresh and chewy."

Professor Cook sat next to the test bench, eating a mouth full of oil.

"I don't know very well. It was made by a friend of mine. I gave me two servings. I couldn't finish it alone. I also brought you one."

Donald looked at the liquid on the workbench with color changes and thought about when it would be appropriate to open the mouth.

"You went to buy new clothes today? It's good, it fits well. By the way, I'll do a lot of experiments in class tomorrow. I'll help me sort out the equipment later. I'm old and have a bad memory... something is wrong. I feel a little hot in my legs."

Professor Cook, who has delicious food, has not forgotten his class. Recently, he found that there is a teaching assistant that is indeed very convenient. Some equipment and copywriting materials are held by someone, and some people help to name the class, which can save a lot of effort. But halfway through, he felt something was wrong with his legs.

"That's right. This meat is very good for people. You can stand up and take two steps to see what's the difference."

The effect of alien beast meat on ordinary people is very significant. After all, their physical potential is not stimulated and the starting point is low, not to mention the old professor who has already atrophy and deteriorated muscles on his legs.

Professor Cook stood up with some confusion, walked back and forth for two steps, and immediately felt that both legs were much lighter. His condition was like lubricating oil was applied to the disrepaired machine. When he got up, he even did a few strokes of high legs, without any pressure.

"Donald, what kind of meat is this? I will have to eat it often in the future!"

As if he had regained his youth, Professor Cook kept walking back and forth next to the workbench. This effect was actually short-lived, but it was just a brief recovery because the alien beast was taking effect. When the effect was over, the lifting of the legs would still be, but it would not be so obvious.

After all, this is just a few pieces of meat. If you want to eat all the meat Donald gets, it will probably make Professor Cook's legs completely return to the state of a young man.

"I don't know either. He said he got it from overseas. It seemed to be a special beast. I can ask you again next time I have the chance. As for where it is, I promised him not to say it. In short, it seems quite mysterious."

Donald did not reveal any more information. He believed that Cook should have some understanding of the affairs of overseas islands. When he said this, he would naturally understand what he should understand.

"The meat obtained from overseas islands... is indeed a rare thing. No wonder the effect is so good. I have to thank you. Do you need any help if you need my help?"

According to common sense, Donald naturally had to wave his hand and say that this was what he, an assistant teacher, should do, and then took the opportunity to give Professor Cook a strong sense of favor.

But who made him really ask?

"I want to learn some basic knowledge and operations in drug configuration. Of course I know you are very busy. I want you to give me some advice and help me introduce a student who is more skilled in this area. I will talk to him about the remuneration."

Donald did not think of learning with Professor Cook. His knowledge field was a bit far from Donald. Some knowledge about drug configuration may have been completely integrated into his experiments. It would be difficult to express the most basic expressions in words.

What's more, Donald doesn't want to learn high-end chemistry or some cutting-edge scientific concepts of this era. He, a person from the liberal arts, doesn't understand it at all.

All the materials are ready, what he wants to learn is the intermediate operation links.

"Of course there is no problem. My students are very confident in their hands-on skills. I will help you find a few to be outstanding, and then ask them for their opinions."

With Professor Cook taking action, this matter should be resolved. Donald thought about starting to learn as soon as possible. Acquisition of talent is the top priority at present.

Agile thinking can improve the casting speed and mental power recovery. For wizards, there will be no problem with how this talent is matched. All spells can get its gain.

Next, Donald began to help Cook count the equipment, put them into the box in different categories, and then went to the second floor to organize some documents and notes.

On the way to sorting out, Donald found a newspaper with writing traces spread among several documents. He picked it up and took a look. There were two collision fists on the page, and a seagull was painted on one fist, and a portrait on the fist on the other fist, which was quite metaphorical.

"Emerging enterprises, and competition among parties."

The content of the newspaper probably means that due to the breakthrough of Whale Oil Technology again, the airship industry has officially risen. Everyone understands the development prospects of this industry. People with a little capital want to get in, let alone, the two major factions in Deminghan City are currently on the rise.

One side is the Seagull Sect led by merchants. This is just a relatively abstract metaphor. Seagulls often appear wherever they are fish. This is similar to the profit-seeking behavior of merchants, so they are collectively called Seagull Sect by newspapers.

As for this portrait, Donald has traveled many places in Demingham in the past two days and has seen many statues with this portrait. He doesn't know who it is, but from the following reports, we can know that they should represent government forces and belong to local regime factions.

The content of the dispute between the two sides focused on the airship industry in Demingham, whether they should be controlled by businessmen.

This is not just a simple airship docking site, but a whole emerging industry chain, from production to transportation, the benefits are enough to help a group of people rise to become upstarts in the business world.

Moreover, since Demingham is the birthplace of whale oil technology, the first batch of new airships must be produced here. Once their place implements a certain policy, it is likely to be imitated by other regions and form a chain reaction.

In other places, the government may have firmly dominated, but in Demingham, one of the rare commercial centers of the Ryan Empire, the power of capital is fully reflected here.

"Donald."

Professor Cook's voice came from downstairs, and Donald quickly sorted out the things on the table and walked out.

"Professor Cook, is there anything?"

"I'll introduce you to someone."

Walking down the stairs, Donald thought that he had found someone in less than half an hour, and he could not just pull someone to fool him.

Then he saw a familiar woman.

"It's you?"

Marina looked at Donald walking down with a surprised look on her face, with a piece of meat in her mouth.

"You know each other?"

"We know?"

Both Cook and Donald looked confused.

"No, we just met at the door of the garment shop."

Marina was also a little embarrassed because she was actually sneaking around Donald throughout the whole process, and it was normal for the latter not to recognize her.

"Oh, I have some impression..."

In fact, I didn't recall anything in my mind at all. At that time, Donald was wearing sunglasses and thought about how to deal with the stones and meat in the cloth wrap.

"My daughter, Marina Cook, is currently one of the current teachers of Royal DeLorraine. I just introduced you to her. Marina, haven't you taught students basic experiments recently? You have a lot of communication with students. Help Donald find a student who is proficient in drug configuration to teach him. Just tell that student that as long as you teach with your heart, I will give him extra points in academic evaluation."

"Yes, that's OK. Recently, many students have indeed asked me to find something to do while studying... Father, why didn't you tell me that you have found an assistant teacher?"

Marina was still not relieved. She didn't understand why Donald was a teacher assistant here. She had heard Donald become a VIP customer in their store before. Those who can obtain this qualification are either rich or noble!

"I've just hired it recently. I'll tell you later, Donald, you can go back and rest after the organization is finished."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Donald picked up the food he prepared for Finger and the cloth wrapped with stones and left the laboratory.

"Father, how did you hire him? Today I saw this gentleman in the icing house. He is a VIP guest in the icing house. You should know what this means. He is not short of money at all. Moreover, he is very strange. When I saw him entering the door with the manager of the icing house, he still had a bloody smell on his body."

Marina's implication is that Donald may have a special purpose. She doesn't think it's too stupid to experience life when she is a rich man as a church assistant.

"I am just an old man. My family's money is not with me, and I don't have any research patents. What do he think of? And you may not believe it. When I met Donald, he was about to leave Royal Deloring. I took the initiative to invite him to be my assistant..."

Professor Cook's encounter with Donald was completely an accident. He didn't think Donald could count when he opened the metal ball.

"You take the initiative? Why?"

"That's not because...wait, I know, it must be like this. Donald Grant is a wizard! You think that Demingham, who has just arrived recently, is not familiar with the place and wants to hide his identity, so he came to apply for an assistant coach. After settled down in the past two days, he will naturally go out for activities. With his ability, the qualification of VIP in the garment shop is obviously not a problem. And you just said that he appeared with the manager of the garment shop, and he still smells bloody. Are there any other characteristics?"

"He was carrying two cloth wraps in his hand, and he didn't see anything inside, but one of them had edges and should be something like a box."

The father and daughter can become professors and mentors of Royal Delorin, so there is no need to doubt that IQ is quickly reasoned about Donald.
Chapter completed!