Al Chemist In Urdu Novels & Stories

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. “I need this! My son is a future alchemist!” A woman said even standing up. “Are you sure your son will be an alchemist?” The man mocked. “I have a daughter who is really an Alchemist and she needs this." “I'm sure my son will be an alchemist someday!” A woman laughed loudly. “Well, I have a daughter who is a future Poison Master! A Poison Master is rarer than an alchemist.”

"Good morning class. My name is Dr. Alqamar San Diego and I will be your professor in Biochemistry for the whole year," Shit.

“But when mixed, they become extremely unstable. And highly lethal.” Alexei approached the screen, his eyes scanning the formulas. “Can you identify all of them?” “I’m identifying them.” Pavel typed something, and more results appeared. One compound, then another, then another. With each new identification, his expression grew darker. “Interesting… very interesting.” “What?” Alexei’s voice came out harsher than he intended. “Whoever did this has a deep understanding of alchemy. This isn’t a common poison, not something you find in toxicology books. It’s a deliberate creation, made to order. Someone spent a lot of time developing this.”