This person seems to be conducting some sort of biochemical experiment, adjusting formulas on the blackboard, swapping various potion recipes, and then pouring embryos one by one into a pot to stew. If it fails, he studies it, adjusts it, changes two parameters, switches a prescription, or erases the equation on the blackboard to start over. Little by little, drop by drop, day by day and month by month, until finally, one day, the old man took down Chen Xuantian's jar and poured him into the orange-red pot.
Chen Xuantian raised his head, staring blankly at the carp.
White Carp stared at him with its bulging eyes,
"Did you see it?"
Chen Xuantian was puzzled,
"Embryo, crucible, magic potion, equation."
The carp nodded, swishing its tail,
"Come on, it's the final part, we should still make it in time."
Chen Xuantian followed, asking in confusion,
"What is that?"
White Carp continued swimming while saying,
