Hunting College

"This is the new formula "Sober Potion" that you used to adjust the saliva of "Filling Birds"?"

Zheng Qing squinted, glanced at the potion, and snorted: "If I need to, I'd rather go wandering and buy a standard potion certified by the Umbil League instead of being a test drug for your mice. "

A faint color appeared on Fatty's face.

"Hey, there are no white mice or rats, you don't want to test the medicine, you think too much!" Fatty Xin quickly put away the medicine in his hand, stuffed it into the watch, and shook his head with the rattle: " And what I use is not the saliva of'Guan Guan Bird', it's the extract of Gwan Guan...In a sense, it is not actually part of the bird's beak."

Guan Guan bird is a kind of magical creature resembling a dove, and it lives mainly in the depths of the silent forest. This kind of bird is not big, like a domestic pigeon, but it sounds loud, like a human being yelling. Its delicious meat is very popular in the wizarding world, and because of this, this creature was once hunted to the brink of extinction.

Until now, the largest known flock of irrigation birds in the wizarding world is located deep in the Silent Forest. Recently, the Kuroshio of Silent Forest came to the edge of the forest with some irrigation birds, and was hunted down by the wizards who guarded the town. Therefore, there are more of them on the market.

Fatty Xin may be stingy sometimes, but as an old foodie, he is not stingy at all when eating. The Wandering Bar had just put up the sign of Guan Guan, and he forced Zheng Qing to use the gold card to snap one back.

Fortunately, in addition to bird meat, he did not waste other materials on his body. Including bird feathers, bird bones, bird blood, and internal organs, etc., he picked out all the parts that could be used as magical materials, enriching his material library. And that's how the irrigating and irritating extracts he mentioned earlier came from.

Hearing the fat man’s explanation, Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and hummed feebly: "Even if you said that the smallpox falls and the golden lotus grows in the ground, I don’t drink bird saliva... If you are using the traditional stalks or stubborn trees, etc. I can taste the potion made with the ingredients. I can drool and forget it."

Like the extracts of sagegrass and sagegrass, they have refreshing effects and are often used in the preparation of related medicines or alchemical products. It's just that the stalk grass and the stubble tree can be grown on a large scale, and the price is low, so the relevant preparation methods are common, and everyone knows the efficacy or side effects. However, because of the scarcity of the irrigation bird and the protective creatures belonging to the wizarding world, its deployment methods are strictly restricted by the wizarding alliance.

This is why Zheng Qing firmly believes that he is acting as a guinea pig by drinking fat medicine.

In his ears, Fatty Xin still talked to Zheng Qing and explained to Zheng Qing that he had a superb method of preparing medicines and an old formula. After drinking, he was full of energy, eating well and fragrant, and he didn't have to struggle to climb the 17th floor.

Zheng Qing tilted his head, popped on the desk, half-squinted, turning a deaf ear to the fat man's muttering explanation.

He feels that he only needs to take a good rest and adjust his state.

It was just insomnia last night, and it was not a nightmare. There was no need to take medicine at all, let alone the fat man's private medicine without any shelf life and quality certification.

Vaguely, he heard Zhang Jixin, who was flipping through the newspaper on the other side, was pushing for his choice: "... Brother Qing is very correct in this state of not using medicine. The so-called three-point medicine is poisonous, eating less sickness. Don't invade. If you can adjust your body condition naturally, try to adjust it naturally. Too much use of magical means or potions to regulate your body will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble on the magical road in the future."

He didn't elaborate on the troubles, and Zheng Qing, who was lying on the desk, didn't bother to ask—Zheng Qing knew that he didn't need to speak. The words just now were definitely what Zhang Jixin was repeating what his brother or other elders in the family had said. , It’s just that today I was so fattened that I brought it out. If only Elder Zhang himself, he would definitely not have this kind of consciousness.

After all, I never saw him eat less on weekdays.

Just when the young public-sponsored student squinted his eyes and the above-mentioned messy thoughts appeared in his mind, Zhang Jixin suddenly screamed:

"Oh, Qing brother, Qing brother, get up!"

Zheng Qing felt that the arm resting on his head was grasped by a thick hand and shook his head vigorously a few times, making him feel dizzy.

At the same time, Zhang Jixin yelled in a low voice: "Brother Qing...this article, what is the author of this article? Is it the same reporter who interviewed you in the northern district of Beta Town? Look, is it the article you have been waiting for for a long time?!"

Zheng Qing had a sharp spirit in his heart, and immediately sat upright, and the originally tranceful spirit instantly concentrated.

Similar to him, Xiao Xiao, who had opened his notebook before, and Fatty Xin, who had collected the medicine, also moved their heads at the same time.

Zhang Jixin grabbed a newspaper and handed it to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing snatched it over and spread it out on the desk. At the top of the newspaper, the five characters of the Beta Town Post are extremely clear. What Zhang Jixin turned to was the third page of the newspaper. This page generally belongs to the "Truth" column of the Beta Town Post. It has always been known for its sharp perspective and sharp reporting.

In the center of the newspaper, a large line of bold letters was printed on white paper, which was very eye-catching.

"Shadows in the Sun" by Luvi Pulitzer, senior editor and senior reporter of the Beta Town Post.

On the side of the article, there is a profile photo of a wizard sitting on a sofa. The photo was black and white, and it looked like it was in a coffee shop. The large glass windows made the wizard's figure extremely small. Moreover, the wizard held a coffee cup in his hand, which happened to block his face, making it difficult to identify him.

Opposite the wizard sat Ms. Pulitzer, holding a pen in her hand, and rimless glasses with a red frame on the bridge of her nose, with a serious expression ~www.readwn.com~ and she seemed to be listening carefully.

On the table between the two of them, there was a small plate of dim sum and a wooden archway with bells.

It is not difficult for Zheng Qing to judge the identity of the wizard.

Because that's himself.

He easily judged that the photo reflected the scene of his meeting with Ms. Pulitzer in the coffee shop. Whether it was Ms. Pulitzer's quirk of using a fountain pen, or the wooden archway with a bell hanging, he was impressed.

"But, I don't remember someone took pictures of me?!" The young wizard murmured, with a puzzled expression on his face.

With that, he poked the wizard in the photo, trying to show him his face.

But what is regrettable is that this photo did not use the magic techniques commonly used by wizard newspapers, but a real, immobile photo of ‘dead’.

"Look at the content first, hold back!" Xiao Xiao interrupted Zheng Qing's mutter in a serious tone.