Everyone chooses the god of war, only I wake up the wine sword fairy

"With it, you can easily kill a few thousand people in a small town."

A woman's voice came from the beak mask.

PS: A picture of "Plague Doctor" is attached.

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Chapter 6 S-level restricted area, blood-dark Taihu Lake!

"Kill thousands of people!?"

Ye Chonglou's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face changed slightly.

"Hey, what are thousands of people?"

The old man who picked up the good medicine climbed down the ladder.

He poured the Radix Isatidis root, wild chrysanthemum, calendula and other medicines from the tray into the bag, and said to himself:

"Thinking back to the Middle Ages, when the Black Death broke out in Europe, it swept across more than half of Europe and killed 2500 million people, equivalent to one-third of the European population."

Ye Chonglou gasped.

He also knew that the Black Death was terrifying, but he didn't expect it to be so terrible.

The old man pointed at Si Qingsang and grinned, with missing teeth: "She, a level 50 plague doctor, do you think what she gave you would be common plague?"

Level 50 Plague Doctor! ?

Ye Chonglou's eyes froze, and he turned his head to look at Si Qingnang, who was wearing a bird's beak mask and couldn't see clearly.

Level 50!

No matter what kind of profession, if you look at the magic city, you are also a high-level powerhouse.

Not to mention the level 50 plague doctor.

Si Qingnang unbuttoned the black windbreaker, and took out a glass test tube the thickness of a thumb from inside.

The test tube contained black smoke-like dust.

She calmly replied: "This bottle of black death potion is made by extracting dead black fleas and Yersinia pestis parasitic on blood-stained demon rats, and refining them with eighteen kinds of poisons."

"The speed of onset, fatality rate, and difficulty of treatment are indeed not comparable to ordinary Black Death medicines."

Put Si Qingnang's words in another way:

The Black Death that broke out in Europe that year, if it was the potion she refined.

Goodbye to all the Europeans, none survived!

Ye Chonglou stared at the test tube and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Now he even feels that hiding in a corner of the magic city and releasing the black death potion can easily poison hundreds of thousands of people to death!

No wonder people are turning pale when they talk about the plague doctor.

Terrible indeed!

"You want to give me this bottle of such a dangerous black death potion?"

Ye Chonglou asked.

"Do you want?"

"want!"

Ye Chonglou took the test tube decisively.

This is the big killer!

It can be used as a hole card, why not?

Seeing this, the old man smiled: "Another ruthless person, decisive and cunning, not like a 16-year-old high school student."

"If you can advance from a pharmacist to a plague doctor in the future, it is estimated that a large number of people will be terrified and unable to sleep at night."

Ye Chonglou rolled his eyes and said angrily, "I am a good student with both moral and academic excellence!"

After all, he carefully put away the Black Death potion.

If it's broken, it's me who will be the first to raise my braids!

"By the way, is there an antidote for this Black Death potion?" Ye Chonglou asked.

He didn't want to die with the enemy.

"No."

Si Qingnang replied indifferently.

"what!?"

Ye Chonglou's face turned pale.

Is the emotional plague doctor only poisoning, not an antidote?

Aren't you afraid to poison yourself to death? !

Si Qingnang explained: "Because this black death potion is only effective for monsters, so I am too lazy to make an antidote."

"So it only works on monsters."

Ye Chonglou was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a sudden realization.

No wonder he dared to hand over such a dangerous potion to a potion apprentice.

Because it is harmless to humans!

"Okay, I'm going to do my work."

May talk too much, a little tired.

Si Qingnang stepped on the old painted red stairs, and walked up the stairs with a "creak" and "creak".

The old man replied in a low voice: "You are very lucky, Mr. Si is usually taciturn and rarely speaks."

"I'm afraid what I said just now is more than what she said in a week."

"Take the medicine, pay the money, let's go!"

After all, it is the medicinal material for refining primary potions, and it is not expensive.

It only cost a few thousand yuan to prepare a catty of cold medicine and Liuwei Dihuang Wan.

Ye Chonglou had Zhou Yuanyang's financial support, so he didn't bother to think whether the old man cheated him.

Take the medicinal materials and refining equipment, go out and hitchhike home.

Fugui Huayuan.

An ordinary old neighborhood.

Ye Chonglou rented a house here.

"Mom, I'm back."

Ye Chonglou changed his shoes at the door and yelled every day.

He put down his schoolbag, all kinds of medicinal materials and tools, went straight to the shrine in the living room, and picked up three sticks of incense.

Light it, burn incense, and pray.

There is a posthumous photo in the shrine.

It was Ye Chonglou's parents.

"Back then, an eighth-level monster was born in Taihu Lake, and led many monsters to capture Sucheng. You were killed in the beast horde."

"My younger sister also disappeared in that catastrophe..."

Ye Chonglou fell silent as he looked at the shrine surrounded by incense.

An eighth-level monster is equivalent to a professional powerhouse of more than 80 levels of human beings!

Level 50 plague doctor Si Qingnang is not enough to look at! !

"Today, Taihu Lake has been rated as an S-level restricted zone, and it has been renamed [Blood Dark Taihu Lake]."

"Including the once beautiful Sioux City, it has also fallen into the territory of Warcraft..."

Ye Chonglou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he clenched his fists.

"But parents can rest assured that in my lifetime, I will definitely fill in the S-level restricted area [Blood Dark Taihu Lake], destroy the eighth-level monsters, find my sister, and avenge you!"

Ye Chonglou solemnly swore.

He has a system, which is one of the sources of confidence.

Although this system has been ruthless, I don't know where to fool around.

"I don't care about the system, first refine the potion, and then raise the level of the pharmacist."

Ye Chonglou opened the refrigerator and took out the leftovers and pickles.

He heated up the leftovers in the microwave, took a few mouthfuls, and began to refine the potion.

"Refining primary potions is very simple. It's no different than swordsmen practicing chopping and gunners practicing shooting."

"I just need to grind the medicinal materials into powder and mix them according to the correct ratio."

In Ye Chonglou's mind, he slowly recalled the basic knowledge he learned at Donghai Academy.

Just grind, blend, not even extract!

By repeating these things, you can gain experience and slowly rise to level 3 pharmacist.

Ye Chonglou sat at the table and picked out the herbs needed for cold medicine.

He needs to make cold medicine first.

"Isatis root, wild chrysanthemum, calendula silver plate..."

Ye Chonglou took out a few ounces of Radix Isatidis, put them into the wooden pharmaceutical grinder, pushed the roller, and started grinding.

"Crack, creak, creak..."

Radix isatidis is gradually rolled into powder.

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Chapter 7 The cold medicine that was agreed, how to refine the genetic evolution medicine

Do the same thing.

Ye Chonglou also ground several other herbs into powder.

The medicine powder in the medicine roller is put into small glass bottles respectively.

Ye Chonglou took a pen and wrote words such as [Isatidis root] and [Three Chakku] on the label, and then pasted it on the glass bottle.

If you want to make any medicine in the future, just pour it directly from the glass bottle.

"Don't say it, it's quite cured."

Ye Chonglou looked at the glass bottles arranged on the table, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Maybe I'm more suitable to be a pharmacist than boring sword practice?"

The process of grinding and refining medicine can satisfy patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"The next thing is mixing."

Ye Chonglou took out the hammer

White paper was stacked on the scale to prevent the powder from being scattered everywhere.

Then, take a small spoon to dig the powder in the glass bottle little by little.

"Let's think about it, it's probably seven cents for banlangen, three cents for wild chrysanthemum, four cents for three forks..."