Chapter 172 The Wait Is Finally Here (First Update.)
After hearing this, the fat boss nodded and asked Yang Bo to start the operation.
Although it is the same level of medicine, the operation process is completely different because the source of the materials is different.
There are dozens or hundreds of formulas for E-level gene medicine, and these are the formulas sold openly.
Some big families and companies have their own formulas.
Low-level gene medicines are not valuable in the pharmacist circle, but they are still very valuable outside.
Because for ordinary people, there is no channel to contact these, and some big companies or some big families will use various medicines to attract peripheral members and subordinates.
Moreover, not everyone has good genetic talents. Some of them have garbage genetic talents. It is a complete waste to use high-level gene medicines, and the number of high-level gene medicines is also very rare.
If you don’t have good talents and don’t have enough resources, you can only use low-level gene medicines.
After Yang Bo put on protective clothing, he took out the materials, thought about the process in his mind, and then started to operate.
Low-level gene potions, even if they explode, will not have much impact, so Yang Bo feels more relaxed when operating.
In addition, the price of low-level gene potions is not very high, and there is no psychological burden.
The higher the level of anything, the less the quantity, and the same is true for gene potions. Low-level potions are cheap and popular, but high-level potions are in short supply.
The fat boss watched Yang Bo's operation from the side, and the operation box was transparent.
Yang Bo's movements were already quite skilled, but it can be seen that he was still a novice.
But with such a technique, he was able to prepare a new potion of four-star quality. Where can this be justified?
The fat boss watched the color of the liquid in the container change rapidly, and Yang Bo's hands kept shaking, and he kept moving the container, causing the temperature in the container to change continuously.
The fat boss was also very nervous, mainly to be on guard against the sound of explosions at any time. The explosion came too suddenly, and he was often startled.
When Yang Bo poured the liquid medicine in the container into the test tube and sealed the test tube, the liquid medicine turned transparent in an instant.
"Success?"
"Yang Bo, you are really a genius." The fat boss just asked three words, and suddenly realized that he was an idiot. This was obviously successful, and the medicine was all here, so he hurriedly said.
Yang Bo nodded and took out the test tube: "The quality seems not good this time. It almost failed twice in the middle?"
The fat boss was a little confused when he heard this.
Because the fat boss didn't see at all, when he was preparing the medicine just now, the two times he almost failed, at what time point?
I watched the whole process and didn't understand it at all. Is this the gap between people?
Picking up the test tube, the fat boss checked it and said: "It's already very good. The new formula has reached the two-star level for the first time."
After saying that, the fat boss felt that this sentence seemed wrong. What is good? This is good. The first time I prepared a new formula, it is two stars... It seems that my vision is high.
"Boss, I'll prepare some more while you feel it." Yang Bo did feel that there were many dangers in the first preparation of genetic medicine. He almost failed twice. If the energy reaction time was a few ten-thousandths of a second longer, it might explode.
The fat boss nodded and stroked his thin hair with his thick fingers: "Prepare the medicine, you decide on your own. Pharmacists sometimes prepare medicines completely based on their feelings."
Yang Bo nodded, and then immediately started the second operation.
Yang Bo's products are absolutely exquisite!
In the next hour, Yang Bo prepared the remaining materials, and then all of them were four-star quality. The fat boss is numb now.
If someone told the fat boss about this in the past, the fat boss would spit on the other person's face: "Who is not a pharmacist? Who doesn't know the pharmacist's things and brag about them?"
Yes, the fat boss felt that if he reported this matter to the family in its entirety, he might be called by those people in the family to laugh at him.
"Yang Bo, thank you for your hard work." The fat boss's mouth was cracked to the bottom of his ears. Even as a genetic evolver, he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.
Yang Bo had some other ideas in his mind. Just when he was preparing the potion, Yang Bo felt that sometimes the energy reaction was stronger, so that a higher quality genetic potion could be produced.
But how to strengthen this energy reaction? Use your own energy or use other things?
However, there is no place to test this idea for the time being, and Yang Bo thinks that this world has been developed for so long, and with such advanced technology and pharmacy, this method should not be ignored.
Yang Bo doesn't think he is a genius. In fact, he is very useless. He is so good at preparing potions mainly because he has this skill.
"Boss, it's all because of you. If you hadn't taught me to prepare potions, I wouldn't have known that I had this talent. I hope you will take care of me in the future." Yang Bo heard the fat boss say this, and he quickly flattered the fat boss.
If someone else said this, the fat boss would think that others were flattering, but when Yang Bo said this, the fat man thought it was true.
After all, Yang Bo's resume is here, the fat boss said: "Yang Bo, although the potion doesn't make money, you have worked hard after all. Do you want me to compensate you with some money?"
"Boss, if you want to give me money, you might as well use the money to invest in potion formulas, or find a more advanced potion formula?" Yang Bo shook his head and said.
Yang Bo really wanted to see where his skill limit was. If the skill limit limited his performance, then where should he upgrade his pharmacist skills?
"Don't worry about this, I'm already making arrangements, but it takes time. If you come too quickly, others will notice it." The fat boss nodded and said.
"Boss, I want to take a leave for the rest of this month." Yang Bo decided to deal with two things first. The first one is the mysterious middle-aged man. This must be solved. Others have come to his hometown.
The second is the breeding problem of invisible mice. Now the invisible mice are no longer afraid of him.
"Of course no problem." The fat boss no longer cares what tasks Yang Bo assigns him, and he will not let Yang Bo get involved in other tasks that he should not do, which will be detrimental to Yang Bo's future development.
After get off work, Yang Bo went shopping in the supermarket and then returned home. As soon as he came out of the garage, Yang Bo looked at the sea in the distance and nodded with satisfaction.
Because in the sea in the distance, the middle-aged man's yacht was parked there.
"It seems that the other party is ready to act." Yang Bo was already impatient.