Are you kidding? Making machines was nothing like alchemy. As a complete beginner, he was horribly inefficient.
But alchemy was a different story. With his Ninth-Level Alchemy Techniques as a foundation, assisted by the game-like interface and his Alchemy Equipment, making ten thousand bottles of Snow Frost Ointment was just a matter of a few days.
Seeing Feng Hao's dumbfounded look, Yu Xiaoxiao realized how difficult it must be to make the devices. With a chuckle of understanding, she said, "Then how about a hundred units?"
"I can manage a hundred, but I'm not sure I have enough time," Feng Hao said, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Oh? Do you have other commitments?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.
Feng Hao nodded. "Every afternoon, I work on a special research project with an old man. Plus, I'm planning to head back to my hometown in a few days. There's no way I can finish a hundred."
