Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 110: Isn’t this spirit-gathering liquid a bit...

Because it is a preliminary understanding of the formula, the skill details provided by the system are still relatively vague and quantitative, and only a very rough dosage ratio can be used as a reference.

However, as a man who has optimized four generations of rejuvenating lotion, the so-called exploration and refinement is nothing more than familiarity.

Taking out the medicine-pounding bowl, Ji Ming first ground the raw materials that needed to be ground and squeezed the juice that needed to be squeezed.

Then he gritted his teeth, stabbed his fingertips hard, and let out a small bottle of blood.

"It hurts your dad so much, damn..."

Wrap a piece of gauze around it, and soon the table will be filled with various powders and soups.

"Rich ingredients, abstract dosage, raw materials from the chef's identity, and an ending that turns everything into a mush..."

Taking the frying spoon and tapping the big pot, Ji Ming suddenly felt that all this was a bit deja vu.

"Why do you feel that my medicine-making skills... are becoming more and more like Indian food?"

Putting all the messy thoughts behind him, he boiled a pot of water and started brewing the medicine.

Just like every time before, the medicinal ingredients added one after another quickly turned into a pot of colorful black goo.

"It doesn't feel bad. It doesn't stink as much as I thought."

Ji Ming was still happy, but as his blood was poured into the pot, an indescribable smell immediately swept across like an explosion.

"Gan!"

Even though he had wrapped the clothes around his mouth and nose several times, he still couldn't hold himself tight at this moment.

After stirring it for a few times, he quickly closed the lid of the pot, put the lucky stone on it, and retreated out of the room.

Pulling away his clothes, Ji Ming took a deep breath and cursed angrily.

"Damn it! I added my own blood, not canned herring. Why does it smell so strong?"

But he didn't have to wait long before there was a loud bang in the medicine brewing room.

After waiting patiently for two minutes until there was no more movement, he opened the door and walked in.

After removing the stone and opening the lid of the pot, a strong aroma spread.

"It's done in one go? I'm really good at making medicine..."

He looked down excitedly, but his smile froze.

It is known that mica stone is gray, blood is red, green berries are green, and even the stewed intermediate form is black.

So why is there a beautiful white mass of snow at the bottom of the pot at this moment?

And it is clearly very pure, but this shape and posture can make people think of something very bad.

It was even said that Ji Ming used a wooden stick to pick it up, and because it was too sticky, transparent silk pulled out between the two.

Like ah, very similar ah.

Looking embarrassed, he put some in a glass bottle, put it in front of his eyes and shook it gently.

Seeing the white mucus swaying inside, he gritted his teeth and praised it.

"This doesn't look like it at all. This is clearly medicine!"

……

...Adele, this is the special rejuvenation liquid I prepared for you. Drink it quickly.

...Ms. Blois, this is my new prescription. Can you help me taste it and confirm it?

...This is a new drug from our clinic. Just let your wife drink it. Absolutely not...

Ah!

Dama, he will be punched to death!

Putting the medicine bottle back on the table, Ji Ming thought for a moment and took out some red sage grass from the storage room.

Its function is to reduce internal heat, but it is also often used as a dyeing herb in the local area. It is colorless and odorless and can be eaten.

He pounded out the juice and mixed it with a spoonful of spirit-gathering liquid in a small bowl.

The white mucus turned into red mucus, which looked very normal, as if it was just a little thicker based on the rejuvenation liquid.

He glanced twice through the light.

By the way, this is what spirit-gathering liquid should look like!

"Rat, here comes your distinguished guest!"

A volunteer who was shaking his head and wagging his tail and looking very excited was invited out by Shuzi's men and was tied to a wooden frame very thoughtfully.

Ji Ming snapped his fingers and used the flame of ignition to burn the edge of the dagger.

"Don't be afraid, rat, I'm a doctor."

"Squeak!"

Edible test, comparative test of different taking methods, efficacy test after adding red sage, summary test of duration of efficacy, and research on specific differences of various indicators under different ingredient ratios...

Anyway, Shuzi provided a lot of volunteers, so Ji Ming did all the experiments in one go.

When you are tired, take a sip of Rejuvenate the Fourth Generation, and when you are tired, think about the mission rewards.

By the time the sun went down, there were already seven or eight loveless rats lying on the table.

Ji Ming, who was covered in blood, finally got a fairly reliable formula for the spirit gathering liquid.

After confirming that the juice of red sage grass will not affect the efficacy of Juling Liquid, the two were added together, and the "Juling Generation" with a red color was born.

[Congratulations on improving your skills]

[Spirit-condensing Liquid Production·Basics→Proficiency]

He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a small taste.

The liquid medicine still tastes like lemonade, but it is a little more sharp and sweet.

Moreover, the energy was much greater than that of the rejuvenation liquid. Just sipping it, he felt that his energy was directly replenished.

"Great, no need to say more!"

Ji Ming stood up and stretched his somewhat stiff muscles. He tidied up the medicine-making room.

Such a precious potion cannot be placed directly in the clinic, so he returned to the dungeon with all the spirit gathering liquid.

At this time, it was time for players to come online one after another. He edited an announcement that the new version would be open tomorrow, and sat behind the curtain to peek at the screen.

The first thing I looked at was the prison. The only prisoner here, Chloe, was lying upright on the ground.

Although it still looks a little abnormal, it is already normal compared to yesterday.

So he carried the wooden fish and teleported directly here.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chloe subconsciously wanted to sit up.

But then I thought about it, I was already like this, so what else was there to be afraid of?

Just continue to lie on the ground and play.

"Can we talk for a moment?"

Chloe turned her head slightly and felt sad when she saw the wooden fish held in the doctor's hand.

"Gu~Kill me..."

Ji Ming squatted down and said sincerely.

"I just locked you up. Your hands and feet were not restrained. You can commit suicide?"

"I……"

Chloe closed her eyes and gritted her back teeth.

a long time.

"I can not……"

"Ah That's good."

If you don't dare to commit suicide, you still want to live, and there is still room for discussion.

So Ji Ming waved his hand and showed the map of the dungeon in front of Chloe.

The werewolves living in the wilderness had never seen such high-tech gadgets before, and their eyes suddenly widened.

"This is……"

"This is an underground city that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is almost as large as the Dark Forest."

"The center is the magic battleship Great Holy See we are in now, surrounded by an abandoned fortress, and further away is a naturally formed underground plain."

Listening to Ji Ming's words, Chloe did not question it.

Putting aside everything else, if such a vast space can be used as a prison, it will definitely be a quite huge fortress.

So, how could this frail human doctor in front of him be related to such a huge force?

Maybe he guessed his doubts, and the other party actually explained it.

<divclass="contentadv">"You may be wondering who I really am."

"Well, actually I'm working for a great being who wants to occupy this place."

The map trembled and started playing images.

Zombie dragons, hateful angels, and ghostly giant deers appeared one by one.

Although I don’t know who they are, it’s obvious that any one of them can defeat me.

Under the stimulation and shock, Chloe's brain also resumed thinking.

Someone, with the land, and the strength, caught him but didn't kill him...

She felt her breathing stop and asked tentatively.

"You...you mean you want me to do things for that great being?"

"Do not."

The doctor, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, denied it directly.

"It's not that simple. Werewolf, you are the sinner who attacked our members."

"What do you want?"

Chloe asked immediately, but the doctor just shut up.

After a moment of solemn silence, he continued.

"You need to make amends."

Chloe got up from the ground and grabbed the railing.

"Then what merit do I need to accomplish?"

Ji Ming hid the smile on his lips and enlarged the map.

"Going north from here, there is an ancient battlefield. There are many undead lichs wandering here."

"We need someone who has a certain level of strength and understands the weirdness enough to guard this place. At least when something unexpected happens, he can pass on information back."

Chloe's breathing quickened a bit.

"And this existence...is me?"

The doctor suddenly smiled and shrugged easily.

"Maybe, who knows?"

Ji Ming did not continue talking to her, but teleported directly out of the prison.

People will not cherish things that are obtained too simply. Good things still need to be worked hard to know how precious they are.

Oh, except for Hawke, it's a bit wasteful to play with your brains with him.

By the way, speaking of which, what is this big green guy doing now?

This was the first time in Ji Ming's life that he saw a warrior who could drink fish as water. His throat was as strong as iron and he was not afraid of being stabbed at all.

To be able to have such a good relationship with Dahuang, he must have met the player by now.

Thinking to himself, he moved the camera to Hawke.

He was slightly startled, but frowned.

"What the hell are these players doing!?"

Since the name of this area is a martial arts field, there will naturally be no shortage of wide and flat squares.

But no one would come here in the past. After all, being in all directions means being surrounded by enemies on all sides. Who knows what might come out of the darkness.

But today is different. Not only did a large group of people gather here, but they were also shouting crazily.

"Sprint!"

"Sprint!"

The players held weapons in their hands, shouting and running wildly.

But no matter how hard they try, all they show is ordinary running.

"This skill is so difficult to learn, Instructor Hawk."

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Ai Ge sat down on the ground.

Since joining Blade, I have almost turned into a guitar snow leopard and a cheese snow leopard. I exercise to the fullest every day in the game.

"Don't give up. This is a unique skill of our orc clan. I am willing to teach you because of your good attitude!"

Although he was scolding, Hawke was in a good mood today, and he could hardly close his big mouth with fangs.

He originally thought that the doctor's promise of a hundred men was just talk, but who knew that even Dahuang promised him and patted his chest.

I was still thinking about it, but it didn't take long before so-called pioneers really started to come to Novice Village.

And instead of being frightened and running away after seeing themselves, this group of humans all came together.

"I'll go, it's big, green, and awesome!"

"So there are Orcs in this world? WAAAGH!!!"

"It feels so good..."

And after learning that they were instructors hired by the Holy See, everyone was even more excited.

"Does this mean we can learn how to use weapons from you?"

"correct."

"What about martial arts? Are martial arts allowed!?"

"Of course, I'm an instructor."

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and then a weak sentence floated out.

"Want money?"

Yes, do you want money?

Hawke hesitated.

Dahuang has already arranged a place for himself, and he doesn’t need money in the dungeon, so he doesn’t seem to need anything else...

He touched his big head.

"If that's okay, how many fish can you give me?"

Then he was swamped by a mountain of fish.

After accepting the benefits, Hawke did not dare to neglect and quickly led the team to a flat square.

At the beginning, he thought that it would be enough to teach more general martial arts such as [Charge] and [Heavy Slash].

But how can he, a little Karami from another world, be able to play against a player who has experienced hundreds of battles?

Soon, he was coaxed into showing off his innate skill [Savage Crash].

And I don’t know why, almost every player has prioritized learning this skill, and will howl “sprint” when trying to use it!

He didn't know that he had said that this skill needed a slogan when he was teaching, so he hurried over and asked.

"What are you doing?"

The pioneers only had inexplicable smiles.

"Stay strong, instructor!"

Unfortunately, although they are very interested in learning, there are few talented players who can learn it immediately.

Even the disciple who was highly recommended by the Dogman Knight had no qualifications for learning many skills because his health value was too low.

This also cast a few clouds over Hawke's newly improved mood.

If the quality of my teaching is not good, will I be fired?

For the first time, I have a job I like and I have endless fish to eat. Two happy things overlapped.

And these two joys brought me more happiness, and what I got was a time that should have been as happy as a dream.

But why does it become like this?

Sighing, he heard another burst of cheers from the crowd.

Hawke immediately turned his attention and found that there was really a human who had learned his own unique skills.

And his name is... But please die?

However, although.

How could someone give themselves such a strange name?

It’s been on the shelves for almost a week, let me report back.

It was 6+6 that day, and it was 6+2 for the next six days. A total of nine updates and 400 words of content were added, which can be regarded as the five updates promised in the new book issue and the four updates promised in the launch speech (first order +). Make up for it and never break your promise.

Because my back and energy have become much worse, I will return to the normal rhythm of every day and Saturday, adjust my state, and outline the outline.

But, in October, I also want to get the "Habitual Outbreak" (10,000 per day) badge to see if I can use extra updates in exchange for an increase in subscriptions. After all, the book has not even been subscribed to five times until today. A hundred is still a little short, hurry, hurry, hurry...