Qingyun Sect, outer alchemy room.
Amid the smoke, Lin Zhixia frowned as she looked at the simple alchemy furnace in front of her.
"The control of the heat depends entirely on the feel of the hand, and the ratio of medicinal materials depends entirely on ancient books... This efficiency is too low and the error is too large."
She recalled the experience of yesterday's furnace explosion. It was not an accident, but a failed experiment in her attempt to break through the critical pressure.
"According to the thermodynamic formula, if you want to improve reaction efficiency without increasing the temperature, increasing the system pressure is the optimal solution..."
So, when the senior brother Chu Wuhen, who was responsible for guarding the alchemy room, came following the strange "sizzling" sound, he saw a scene he would never forget:
The new junior sister Lin, who was said to have mediocre qualifications, was carefully welding a metal component removed from an unknown discarded magic weapon to the exhaust hole of the alchemy furnace. The notebook spread out next to him was filled with dizzying symbols and graphs.
"Junior sister Lin! What are you doing!" Chu Wuhen was so shocked that his voice changed its tone.
Lin Zhixia raised her head, pushed up her non-existent glasses, and spoke in a calm tone:
"Senior Brother, I am adding a safety valve and pressure gauge to the pill furnace. According to calculations, the safety factor of the existing structure is less than 1.5, Which is a huge hidden danger. After optimization, we hope to increase the yield of 'Qi Gathering Pill' from 30% to over 90% under the conditions of the existing medicinal materials."
Chu Wuhen: "???"
He looked at the girl's clear and determined eyes, and for the first time he had deep doubts about the world.
