"Old Percy, let me show you something truly wonderful."
At Shawn's words, Old Percy still could not be bothered to look up. He continued engraving magical energy circuits and replied with blunt indifference.
"What good things could you possibly have? Aren't all your good things made by me?
"In my eyes, the only thing in this world that deserves to be called good is the Philosopher's Stone.
"Hmph, don't think you can squeeze more work out of me with some useless trinkets."
Shawn shook his head with a chuckle. He really did not know what to do with the old man.
He simply took out the Broken Philosopher's Stone and held it before Old Percy's eyes, along with the Book of Abraham.
The old man had been about to push them aside and tell Shawn not to interrupt his work, but his pupils suddenly contracted amid his impatient gaze.
After a moment of stunned disbelief, he hastily tossed the Engraving Knife he had once treasured onto the floor and reached out with both hands to cradle the two items.
Then he hurriedly wiped his hands on his workwear. Only once he felt they were clean did he accept the two items as though they were peerless treasures.
He examined them closely several times before raising his head to stare in disbelief at the smiling Shawn.
"You opened those Alchemy Ruins? And you obtained fragments of the Philosopher's Stone and this legendary alchemy book that Nicolas Flamel was said to have acquired?"
Shawn blinked, then went along with Old Percy's assumptions.
"Yes. You deserve some of the credit, too. Now you're fully qualified to make a Philosopher's Stone and truly stand alongside Nicolas Flamel."
Although Old Percy was excited, he still replied disdainfully.
"That old fellow Nick was just lucky. Besides,