Chapter 31 Potions

Dunn Smith's gray eyes looked directly into Klein's, and he didn't speak for a minute.

Under the pressure of such silence, Klein did not flinch, did not move his eyes, and looked back firmly at the other party.

"You should understand that once you take the potion, there is no chance to regret it." Finally, Dunn spoke again, his voice low and emotionless.

Klein smiled and said:

"I know, but I respect my inner voice."

First of all, "Sleepless" does not meet his needs, and the "audience" in "Tarot Gathering" listens to the description as well. Other Beyonder pathways do not know when they will be able to contact them, so it is not urgent to wait, so there is no need to wait. According to the truth, "corpse collectors" were excluded, leaving only two options: "secret peeps" and "divine experts".

Under the premise that the sequence potions are equally dangerous, and in the case of not being able to obtain more information, before the fact that the "secret peepers" and the "divine experts" both meet the requirements, then it doesn't matter whether Emperor Roselle is casual or not. As soon as I write it, whether I really regret not choosing one of the "Apprentice", "The Thief" and "The Diviner" is enough to tip the balance in my heart.

And it can be seen from his notes that as long as the true meaning of "digestion" and "acting" can be understood, the negative effects of potions can be avoided to the greatest extent, as for the depraved whispers and illusory temptations. , even if he didn't become an Extraordinary, he was exposed to it!

"Okay." Dunn Smith stood up, took a half-height black top hat, and said while wearing it, "Follow me to the ground."

Klein nodded and bowed gratefully as a gentleman.

Da, da, da, the two descended, and the sound of footsteps swayed far away on the silent and empty stairs and aisles.

Klein suddenly became a little nervous, and he had nothing to say and said:

"Captain, you said that after taking the potion, you will not directly obtain the corresponding knowledge of mysticism, but only have the qualifications to learn and master them. Where did the original knowledge of mysticism come from? The sages risked their lives, a little bit Find it out, or from something else?"

Every time he goes underground, he can feel the air here is quite fresh, obviously the ventilation is very good, but in this environment, the occasional gust of wind makes people tremble.

Dunn glanced at him sideways, the gray eyes were unusually deep in the dimness.

He replied flatly:

"One is the exploration, summary and improvement you mentioned, the second is the gift of the gods, and the third, oh, those dangerous 'whispers' that others can't hear, are not always crazy, meaningless, occasionally, occasionally. Tell something about the mystery, but as far as I know, the people who really listened to it and listened for a long time, without exception, went crazy, or fell into a monster, of course, we have to thank them, the notes they left are mysterious A valuable asset in the field of education.”

Is it a human-shaped guinea pig... The coldness of the ground invaded, and Klein suddenly shuddered:

My "transportation ritual" that became "friendship magic" will always be accompanied by those crazy and terrifying "whispers", and will it have the same effect?

At the crossroads, Dunn neither went to the "Chanis Gate" nor to the "Weapons, Materials and Documentation Library", but took Klein and chose to approach the Church of St. Selena on the left.

Halfway through, he paused, somehow touched something, and opened a secret door.

"This is the 'Alchemy Room' of our Nighthawks Squad. I will let Old Neil go to the Chanis Gate to get the formula and corresponding materials for the 'Divinator' potion. Oh, you are lucky, the goddess bless you, 'Divination' There should be two copies of the home's related materials left, otherwise it will take a long time." Dunn pointed to the room inside the door and said, "You wait here, and then watch the whole process of Old Neil's preparation of potions, this is mysticism. The most basic stuff, well, don't mess with the stuff inside, they're either dangerous,

Either it's expensive, or it's dangerous and expensive. "

Having said that, Dunn added as before:

"By the way, I forgot one more thing. You became an Extraordinary based on the need to deal with danger and find notes, and credit only accounts for a part of it. Therefore, you can't become a formal team member for the time being, you are still a civilian, and it is still it For the corresponding salary, I still do what I arranged before, but I have to follow Old Neil to learn a lot of mysticism, and you can arrange your own time."

"Okay." Except for some resentment about the lack of a salary increase, Klein agreed with both hands and feet.

According to Dunn, after taking the potion, as well as the process of learning and mastering, he directly became a regular team member and participated in tasks related to supernatural events. I really don't know how to write the word death.

Dunn turned around, took two steps to the crossroads, and suddenly turned around and said:

"One more thing."

I knew... Klein was used to the Captain's similar "style".

"We have gained some benefits from the actions of the Secret Order." Dunn said with a normal expression, "In a short period of time, they should not dare to provoke us again, but you should not be careless, because it is temporarily impossible to confirm that Antiy The importance of the Gonus family notes to them, from our findings, they do retain some ancient customs, which can be confirmed to be related to the Solomon Empire and the fallen nobles at that time."

"I see, thank you Captain." Klein sighed.

This is also one of the reasons why he is unwilling to wait, and can't wait to seize the opportunity to become an Extraordinary!

After watching Dunn go away and confirming that he would not look back to replenish, Klein slowly walked into the alchemy room.

There are long tables here, with test tubes, droppers, balances and beakers, which are very similar to the chemical laboratory he has seen in his previous life, only more primitive and more ancient.

In addition, there are objects such as large iron pots, black wooden spoons, clear crystal balls, and strange signs such as dark holy emblems that can be seen everywhere, which render a bit of mysterious color out of thin air.

Klein looked around with interest, but he didn't touch or move rashly.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came, and Old Neil walked in with a silver box with complicated patterns. He was still wearing a classical black robe that did not conform to the characteristics of the times, and a round-brimmed felt hat of the same color.

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to choose 'divine'." Old Neil put down the silver box and glanced at Klein with slightly cloudy dark red eyes, "It's almost as good as I was back then, no Follow the crowd, yes, you light up these gas lamps and close the secret door."

"Okay." Klein held back his shudder and lit the gas lamps in the alchemy room one by one, allowing the dim light to rule the place again.

Tie, poke, poke, the secret door closed, he turned around and came to the old Neil with gray hair and deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth.

"The preparation of Sequence potions is very simple, at least Sequence 7 and below, no special flames, no additional rituals, not even spells, and no spiritual participation. Just follow the order in the recipe, put Add the ingredients in the correct order, and then stir again, and you're done." Old Neil smiled so much that wrinkles seemed to bloom.

"Really?" Klein asked in surprise.

It sounds as simple as your own "transportation ceremony"...

Hey, it's kind of scary to think about...

"Perhaps this is the gift of the gods, praise the goddess." Old Neil drew a circle on his chest with extremely irregular movements.

Then, he opened the silver box and took out a roll of parchment with a sense of antiquity.

The yellow-brown parchment unfolded inch by inch, revealing the words on it. Klein looked at it, and found that it was the familiar Hermeswen.

They were written in bloody ink and seemed to retain a flowing feel, but beyond that, there was nothing extraordinary.

"'The Diviner': 100ml of pure water + 13 drops of night vanilla juice + 7 pieces of golden mint leaves..." Klein silently recited the contents of the formula, but the rest of the part was just blocked by Old Neil's elbow and could not be seen.

"Pure water is water that has been repeatedly distilled. I just made it before, so I don't need to waste time." As old Neil introduced, he familiarly took a large sealed glass bottle with a scale on the long table.

He opened the lid and poured about 100 ml of pure water into a large iron pot at will.

Klein didn't dare to ask questions, for fear of affecting the other party's preparation. After all, he had to drink the potion he made.

"13 drops of night vanilla juice, this can be extracted and made into essential oil for preservation." Old Neil took out a small brown bottle from the silver box, and with the help of a dropper, he easily dropped 13 drops into the large iron pot.

A light and soothing aroma permeated out, and Klein's mood became calm unconsciously.

"7 pieces of golden mint leaves..." Old Neil picked up the silver-patterned tin can, lifted the lid, twisted out a few with his bare hands, and sprinkled it into the large iron pot, the fresh and stimulating smell could be faintly smelled.

"4, 5, 6, 7, just right." Old Neil chuckled, looked at the potion formula on the parchment and said, "3 drops of poisonous violet juice, you can't drink this stuff, it will make your whole body paralyzed and stiff. To die, in ancient times, it was the best choice for suicide."

I'm not stupid... Klein slandered.

Old Neil changed the dropper and dripped the poisonous violet juice into the big iron pot, mixing it with a strange and sobering smell.

"9 grams of dragon's blood grass powder." Old Neil calmly put his hand into the silver small box and lifted a transparent test tube. The powder inside was as dark as iron.

He weighed 9 grams of powder with a beaker, a scale, etc., poured it into a large iron pot, and stirred it twice with a black wooden spoon.

"Actually, the above materials are all auxiliary. Adding more and less will not affect the final effect. Should I put some more?" Old Neil joked, "The remaining two are the key, the weight. It can be a little less, but it can't be too far away, otherwise your 'promotion' will fail, well, they must not be too much, even just a little bit, otherwise you will have to treat mental problems after taking them, and you will die directly It is not that there is none.”

Klein immediately tensed up and watched Old Neil take out a black glass bottle from the silver box.

"Blood of Lava octopus, 10ml, this octopus belongs to an extraordinary species, with obvious mutations, and its body is covered with mysterious symbols. Its blood will rapidly decompose under the sun's rays and lose its speciality. It must be used with opaque Material preservation." Old Neil's tone was no longer relaxed, and he took 10 ml of blood from a test tube quickly and carefully.

The blood was as blue as the sky, and illusory bubbles popped up from time to time, as if it was connected to the spiritual world.

"Pour in the blood in the test tube, don't worry about the spot left on the wall, this is a precaution against overdose." Old Neil whispered.

As soon as Wei Lan's blood entered the iron pot and came into contact with the previous liquid, a rattling sound suddenly sounded inside, and the surrounding light was dyed light blue, giving Klein a strange, distant and familiar feeling.

It seems to be an experience in the mother's body, and it makes the soul climb higher.

"Finally the same, star crystal, 50 grams." Old Neil's voice sounded in Klein's ear, making him regain his senses and look at the long table again.

In this old gentleman's hand, there is a crystal that is extremely pure, and this crystal is gelatinous, like jelly on the earth, lacking sufficient hardness.

Under the light blue light, it reflected a little brilliance, as if a bright starry sky was hidden in its body.

"This is an excellent material for making divination crystals... a little less, considering the error." Old Neil cut it with a patterned silver knife while weighing.

"Pure water + night herb + golden mint leaves + poisonous violet juice + dragon's blood grass + octopus blood + star crystal = fortune teller..." At this time, Klein couldn't help but recall the formula.

After finishing the preparation, Old Neil threw a few small pieces of "star crystal" into the big iron pot.

Noisy!

Illusory fog emerged instantly, making the alchemy room a blur.

In this fog, Klein seemed to see the starry sky, and seemed to feel the gaze of some invisible existence.

After a few seconds, the fog subsided, and Old Neil used a black wooden spoon to scoop out the viscous dark blue liquid from the big iron pot. They have strange properties, they are connected to each other and never separate, so that there is no spot in the black iron pot. remaining.

The dark blue liquid was poured into an opaque cup, and Old Neil pointed to it and said:

"Okay, your Diviner potion."