The more Lan Qingyou thought about extracting kerosene from crude oil, the more she felt it was possible.
After all, she was an alchemist, and she had successfully extracted minerals with over 90% purity from various ores before, so she had relevant experience.
The only real difficulty or obstacle in practical operation was her lack of specific knowledge.
Without understanding the relationship between crude oil and kerosene, extracting it would certainly be a very difficult task.
Lan Qingyou: “Can you find me a chemistry expert or professor?”
Shang Chuan: “You want to use alchemy to extract kerosene?”
Shang Chuan instantly realized what Lan Qingyou was thinking.
Lan Qingyou: “Yes, I want to try.”
Shang Chuan: “No problem, give me some time.”
This was a villain's stronghold, after all. What kind of talent couldn't he find?
Shang Chuan was confident about this.
After their conversation, Lan Qingyou took out the kerosene stove and kerosene.
The kerosene stove was off-white, about a meter tall, with a valve at the base to control the flame, and a ring of grates above it.
The main body of the kerosene stove had a small glass window where she could see the burning flame, and on top, there was a flat platform for placing a kettle.
In short, it was the kind of kerosene stove often seen in TV shows.
Lan Qingyou carried this contraption straight to the third floor, then moved her bed up as well.
After all, it was a small heater only capable of warming about 17 square meters, so it definitely couldn't cover the entire large space of the second floor.
Since that was the case, it was better to move everything to the third floor, which was only 20 square meters. A smaller room would mean a higher temperature, right?
Fortunately, the third-floor windows weren't small round ones, nor were they the large floor-to-ceiling glass doors like on the second floor. Everything could be tossed in through the windows, and she wouldn't have to worry about it being too cold like on the second floor.
However, moving things inevitably meant being active outside, which was a bit tough for Lan Qingyou, who was rather sensitive to the cold.
It was strange, though.
It hadn't snowed during the day, and the sun had even come out, but even with the sunlight on her, Lan Qingyou couldn't feel a shred of warmth.
Perhaps this was just the sun in the snow?
A 'little potato' from the south, having never seen the blazing sun of the north, naturally thought so.
Once everything was done, Lan Qingyou opened the fuel port at the bottom of the kerosene stove.
Although she had noticed it already contained kerosene when moving it, Lan Qingyou, who always felt insecure if it wasn't full, topped it up.
Then she took a shower and lay down on her bed.
She had to admit, even though it was just a meter-tall heater, the difference between having it and not having it was truly significant.
At least now, nestled in her covers, Lan Qingyou no longer felt that 'even the blankets were icy cold'.
Lan Qingyou slept exceptionally soundly, not even spending much time in her overthinking mode.
So, after waking up refreshed, she immediately immersed herself in potion making and research.
Although it was still dark outside, it didn't dampen Lan Qingyou's enthusiasm for work at all.
While those frost resistance potions were good, for Lan Qingyou, something that only lasted about ten minutes clearly didn't meet her usage standards.
Even with the kerosene stove now, this thing still had to be made.
After all, until she had the technology to extract kerosene, her current supply would only last her for four or five nights of peaceful sleep.
Although this severe cold was likely due to mana turbulence, who could guarantee that such widespread temperature drops wouldn't happen again in the future?
So, researching it first was definitely the right move.
Of course, the main reason was simply that she wanted to conduct research.
After all, how could an alchemist, once an idea struck, resist the urge to create it?
She couldn't, she simply couldn't resist.
Moreover, after a day of research yesterday, she already had a lead. Today, she just needed to follow the steps and conduct experiments to get results.
But before that, she needed to do one thing.
Shang Chuan: “The person you asked me to find yesterday, I've found him for you. He's a Harvard University professor named Seymer Gil. He should have sent you a friend request; accept it when you wake up.”
After routinely checking her messages, Lan Qingyou pulled up her friend requests.
Among the overwhelming 99+ messages, she spent a full half-hour to find this guy.
From his silver hair, she could tell he was at least fifty years old. After checking his personal information and name, she accepted his friend request.
Lan Qingyou: “Hello, Professor Seymer. Regarding knowledge about kerosene, what do you require in exchange?”
Seymer: “Hello, Witch of the Tower. I have a proposal regarding this matter. I wonder if we could discuss it?”
Lan Qingyou had originally intended to send this message and then start preparing for her experiment.
But she didn't expect him to reply instantly, and with a proposal, no less?
Thus, her curiosity piqued, Lan Qingyou had no choice but to sit back down and start chatting with him.
Lan Qingyou: “Go on.”
Lan Qingyou directly ignored the title 'Witch of the Tower'.
After all, practically everyone called her that now, and she wasn't entirely displeased with the title.
Seymer: “I'll teach you Blue Star's kerosene extraction techniques, and you teach me this world's alchemy knowledge.”
Upon seeing this, Lan Qingyou frowned.
Lan Qingyou: “I refuse. Your contribution isn't proportionate to mine. If your condition is merely something so insincere, then I don't think we have anything more to discuss. After all, you're not the only one who understands chemistry.”
What a joke.
The knowledge she wanted was about a single item, yet he wanted her entire knowledge chain?
No one but an idiot would agree to something like that.
Seymer was taken aback after seeing Lan Qingyou's reply.
He had initially thought she was just a young girl who hadn't even left school, but he hadn't expected her to be so difficult to deal with.
She even threatened him?
If it weren't for the fact that this Witch was an existence recognized by the world consciousness, he wouldn't bother with such words.
Seymer: “In that case, I'll teach you Blue Star chemistry, starting from the basics. And you teach me alchemy, also starting from the basics?”
Having no other choice, he could only settle for a compromise.
Didn't she say she wanted equality? Then they would both teach from the basics. That should be equal, right?
However, was this truly the equality Lan Qingyou sought?
Lan Qingyou smiled faintly at this.
Lan Qingyou: “That's impossible. Whether your chemistry is useful in this world remains to be seen, but my alchemy can genuinely benefit you.”
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