Dake skillfully injected the stock liquid into the three compartments in the distillation kettle. He gave up the work of estimating the stock liquid and poured it directly in. This accelerated his movements, and the filling process took less than a minute.

After filling in the last liquid, he put down the barrel with his left hand and opened the heating furnace with his right hand. Without even taking a look, he walked directly to the filling port and calmly placed a bottle of wine at the filling port with the cork aside. After doing all this, he slowly walked back to the control valve.

Although his movements were a little awkward, they were completely different from the previous failures. There was no pause or unnecessary movements, and everything was simple and efficient.

"Good!" Riley clenched her fist quietly. The whole coordination process was arranged very well, saving at least two minutes; the method was completed in one go, indicating that he had carefully considered the specific operation method just now, and he had basically calmed down.

If you can get out of the apprentice hell in this way, maybe your brother is really an alchemy genius!

It's only been half an hour since I touched the equipment! It's been a huge improvement! However, with the current situation, there is still a certain distance to deal with George's mission!

Isabella asked, "Is there anything wrong with him now?"

"It's much better, but the operation technique cannot be practiced in a day or two. This is a problem that he can't avoid!"

"Technique?"

"Yes, he is a good fighter, with good strength and physical strength, but these two strengths are not very helpful in experiments that emphasize accuracy and flexibility."

"This is indeed a problem, so how is it solved in normal experiments?"

"It's very simple, leave it to the machine or find a skilled assistant."

The two were talking, and Dak sighed and began to clean up the experimental equipment again. Finally, he grabbed the bottle that was only half filled under the filling port and threw it into the waste tank. This attempt failed again.

Dake adjusted his condition and made three consecutive attempts, but failed three times. His face was filled with haze.

Failure, failure, or failure! More than an hour was wasted!

He began to circle around the laboratory bench.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

Dake straightened up and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm looking for where that voice array is set up, I'm going to smash it! Repeat over and over again, my head is about to explode!"

"Pay attention to your emotions! It's all over when it's controlled!"

The veins on Dake's head swelled up.

I am a warrior, a warrior, do you understand the warrior? What I want is strength, strength! It is not as accurate as the assassin archer wizards and others!

Do you know how painful it is to pull those three damn valves? It's so light and crisp, it will break with a little force, and a little hesitation will pass the line, and then waste twenty minutes to start over. I know when to stop, but my fingers just don't obey! I want to smash this damn broken instrument!

The violent rage burned from under his feet to the top of his head, and Dark yelled: "I'm not going to do it anymore!" As he said that, he turned around and left.

Riley didn't dare to force him this time. Now he has obviously lost his mind. The more he persuaded, the more he became more and more stubborn. Let him calm down and take his time to find opportunities in the future. After all, this task is too difficult!

Isabella stood in front of Dake, her eyebrows stood up: "Dak, we are here to cheer you up, will you give us such a result? This is a difficulty that everyone will encounter. Do you want to declare yourself incompetent in this way of self-deprecating yourself?"

If someone else said this, even if George came in person, Dark would definitely beat him hard. What is this? Do you deliberately make things difficult and then see that I am ugly?

But now it is Isabella.

A breath of anger rolled in Dak's chest. He felt that if he opened his mouth now, what he vomited would definitely be a poisonous green flame! He panted heavily, thinking about how to express his anger without hurting the girl.

Isabella gently pulled Dak's right hand with both hands. This action suffocated Dak's breathing and then became a little calmer.

This is a rough hand, covered with thick cocoon skin, as if it was put on a hard horny glove on the palm. After years of labor and hard training, this hand has the strength to break mountains and crack rocks, and also deprived it of its dexterity and agility.

"Dak, thank you, you saved me countless times. In my heart, you are a great hero!"

Dake's face turned red, and he touched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Well, you have saved me many times, we are partners, it is appropriate to help each other, there is nothing to thank you, hahaha..."

"But heroes are not gods, and there are many things that cannot be done. No matter who they are, they have to make progress in areas they are not good at, they have to pay hardships that others can't imagine! The flower of success must be watered by countless sweat and tears to bloom in a particularly beautiful way!"

"I understand the truth, but what's the use? My hands are not suitable for this kind of fine operation, I can't do it!"

Isabella said softly: "I think you are much better now. What are you saying to me when you go outside? You can only two of us."

"Ah? This...is good."

Riley snorted dissatisfiedly: "What, you are so fierce to your sister! You don't look like you before! Clean up the equipment before leaving, and leave the residual liquid in the pipe, which will affect the next experiment!"

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you at the door."

Dark laughed awkwardly and began to pack up his things quickly. After doing all this, he came to the corridor outside the door.

The corridor was quiet, on the bench beside the wall, Isabella sat quietly, her face calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Dake felt a little embarrassed: "That, Isabella, my attitude was a little..."

Isabella shook her head: "It's normal, boy, who doesn't have a temper?"

She said this, and Dark became more and more ashamed: "I, I was so angry just now, I'm talking nonsense, I'll continue to do it later."

"You can't find the reason, and you will still fail. Repeating errors has no point."

"I know very well what the reason is, but I can't do it," Dake said helplessly. After saying this, he felt a little absolute, so he changed his words, "At least, I can't do it now."

“What is it?”

"Mentality and techniques. I am too impatient and don't calm down when I encounter problems. I failed several times in a row and couldn't hold back my breath. As for techniques, it was even more difficult. Since Riley started learning alchemy, she has been practicing at home all day, and it took her three years to achieve a small success. I have been a rough person who does rough work since I was a child. The first time I did this, I still have to finish it in one day. How could it be?"

Isabella nodded: "It's really difficult, but do you think George is the kind of person who deliberately makes things difficult for others and then laugh at others? Since he specifically asked you such a question, there must be a way to do the question you can find!"

"Special method of doing the questions? Which link can I solve?"

"Let's think about it all over the beginning, why did it work for the first time?"

"I think it's luck. I didn't expect it to be done. The result was unexpectedly smooth. The few failures later made my mentality mess. I'm afraid it's hard to have that mentality anymore. I think mentality is more difficult to adjust than technique."

"So will the mentality problem have a great impact on the subsequent failures? I think you were already calm at that time. I think mentality is not the key."

"Hmm? This?" Dark recalled the scene at that time and said, "If you say this, it is indeed not that big of an impact."

"I just said that if it is a problem caused by mentality, the error will definitely be very big. For example, when you want to find another way for the second operation, the result is a ridiculous mistake."

"The main thing is that it's a problem of technique. It's impossible to practice it in one day!"

"Don't rush to deny it first. I see that you are very awkward when operating the valve. How can you pick it up with three fingers with your thumb and index finger? Shouldn't you twist it?"

Dake suddenly felt like he found a soulmate: "You can see that it's awkward? That broken instrument is so destined! The valves and pipes are made of glass, so crispy that they will be crushed with a little force! Before I start, I have to think about how much force I should use, so I won't be able to twist me to death!"

"That first time..."

"I didn't think about this issue at that time, so I raised my hand and got on it. I was a little scared after I finished it. I mean..."

Isabella's eyes flashed with sparks: "I think you have found it, this is the question!"

Dark was stunned.

Isabella immediately explained: "You have always been a warrior in the team, a power-type warrior. They usually use heavy weapons and fight with shock waves created by crushing strikes to create range killing. You never have to consider the issue of precise control..."

Dark's eyes shining, and then: "So George deliberately chose such a question that tests my precise control ability. No matter how I adjust my mentality, as long as the technique cannot keep up, there will never be any solution! How can I change the technique?"

Isabella frowned slightly: "It seems like she has gone around and then returned to the technique!"

"No, wait! The technique is nothing more than a method of operating the equipment. If the equipment is not easy, adjust the equipment?"

Isabella sighed: "Dak, it's more difficult to adjust high-precision equipment than familiar techniques, right? Once it's broken, you won't have a second instrument available within 24 hours!"

"I can't change the equipment..." Dark murmured to himself, and suddenly stood up suddenly.

Isabella was startled: "What, what's wrong?"

"No, no problem! I thought of it, I thought of a solution to the problem! I will definitely come back in an hour!" As he said that, he ran away.

Isabella was anxious and stood up and shouted, "What are you doing? What if you don't succeed?"

Dark's voice came: "Then try something else! I will never give up!"
Chapter completed!