He wondered whether hydrogen sulfide would be produced when petroleum was processed. He had not studied this area much and only knew that hydrogen sulfide was highly toxic.
"No, a researcher separated some oils from petroleum, then tried spreading them on bread. He was poisoned afterward."
"God! Didn't I say that products derived from petroleum couldn't be eaten?"
Mel immediately thought of lubricating oil. If they had such a thing, industrial machinery should become much easier to maintain.
Lubricating oil was mineral oil and could not be eaten. His researchers' desire to explore was simply too strong; even things he had explicitly forbidden, they still wanted to try.
All he wanted now was to see whether the laboratory was still safe. Perhaps it needed to be moved far away from the city. These alchemists were far too crazy.
Ever since he had published Mendeleev's chemical table, the alchemists of this world had practically fallen into a frenzy. It was as if they had opened a door and begun all manner of dangerous experiments.
Before Mel even reached the laboratory, he heard a thunderous explosion, followed by black smoke rising from the institute.
"What happened? Why was there an explosion?!"
"Lord Mel, I'll go find out immediately."
Mel was already beginning to regret publishing these existing results so directly. He should have released some basic material first and let them explore gradually.
These fundamental subjects, especially mathematics, had indeed drawn a great deal of talent to him. Such talents had continuously gathered in Exar from all corners of the world, but he had still underestimated their madness.
"Hahaha! This is the truth of alchemy—alchemy completely unaffected by magic power! Alchemy that even ordinary people can practice!"
A man with a soot-blackened face rushed out of the burning laboratory, madness flickering in