Your Majesty, the Elixir Is Poisonous

My supervisor asked me to fill in three sets of data. Before the data was completed, my guide and I disappeared together. When I opened my eyes again, the emperor asked me to take a pill of longevity. Materials graduate student Zhou Xing became the unluckiest apprentice in the royal alchemy room. The main alchemist just died. The elixir will be presented in three days. And he could tell at a glance—— This stuff is poisonous. Not to offer is to deceive the emperor. If you offer it, it is regicide. What's even more troublesome is that after eating the first few batches, the emperor was very energetic and happy. Zhou Xing looked at the records of taking pills and was silent for a long time: "Your Majesty." "Is there a possibility..." "You are no longer an immortal." "You must be more energetic after being poisoned." In order to save his head, Zhou Xing could only resume his old business in the Royal Alchemy Room. The alchemist stroked his beard: "The way to make alchemy depends entirely on understanding." Zhou Xing nodded: "I understand. Even you can't explain clearly." Others have been arguing for decades about who is right and who is wrong. Zhou Xing rolled up his sleeves: "Stop fighting." "Come here and cooperate with the experiment." Until he saw a note in the old alchemy room from twenty years ago: The sample is insufficient, so three more sets of parallel data are added. This is followed by: Don't pick something good-looking. The instrument doesn't know you and can't afford to lose this person. Zhou Xing stared at those two lines of words and didn't move for a long time. This is what his instructor will say every time he catches a student deleting data. He heard this sentence from Kenyi and Kensan. Not a word is missing. But he and his mentor obviously disappeared on the same day. But his mentor arrived twenty years earlier than him. Zhou Xing: "..." "I'll guide." "You better be alive." "Don't ask me to answer the questions you asked twenty years ago."