The old man was named Piton, a stubborn old fossil who was not easy to get along with.
Saine had joined this Heavy Industry Laboratory to learn.
But the Heavy Industry Laboratory and Piton had certainly not taken Saine in to teach him knowledge for nothing. They wanted to squeeze every drop of his alchemical ability.
Especially since Saine had not signed a long-term contract with the Heavy Industry Laboratory. He was the very definition of a "temporary worker."
Under that premise, how could they possibly leave Saine much time to study?
Every year, large numbers of Wizard World magicians came to Sky City in admiration. But the preciousness of Arcane Points, along with the rule requiring one point to be spent each day, made it difficult for those lower-level magicians to remain here for long.
Indeed, if every magician could stay in Sky City indefinitely without restraint, then no matter how enormous this floating city was, it would have long since been packed to bursting.
There were truly no small number of Spellcasters in the Wizard World!
Every year, countless alchemists, potion masters, Formation Masters, and other magicians with specialized talents were likewise recruited by Sky City's major laboratories.
The overwhelming majority of them were "temporary workers" like Saine.
Only those who were truly gifted, and who could also settle down and properly study and grow in Sky City,
would be signed to long-term contracts and cultivated as priorities by the major laboratories.
Piton, who was currently guiding Saine in the Heavy Industry Laboratory, was a true genius. Even Saine had to admit it.
This bald old man might not have been particularly accomplished in magic or combat, but in the field of alchemy, his achievements had absolutely surpassed Saine's.
Bald old Piton was merely an assistant within the