"That last sentence?"

"Put it in a special jar and seal it. Bury it before the sun sets and dig it out after the moon sets."

"Is this successful?"

"I have something ready here... I just collected the materials so you can watch how to make it." The other party cleaned the materials one by one, poured less than 1/3 of water into it, tore the flowers into pieces, dripped tears into them, and finally added a grain of dust, quickly closed the lid, and there were constant sounds coming from inside.

"All we have to do now is wait for some time. You should know how to do that, right?"

"I've remembered it, don't worry!" I haven't forgotten these. It's a very simple processing method and I don't find it difficult.

"You can continue reading. Here are a few bottles that have been prepared. I'll take one out." The finished medicine bottle has a special logo on it. That logo is a brain, and then it's cut off... A bit scary?

But since the color of the potion after it's finished is silver, it doesn't look that strange. If it was red or black, it would definitely be scary, right?

"Pour 1/3 of fresh water into the mixture and mix well. Add two drops of Soul-Fixing Grass juice. The color should change and should now be blue..."

I followed the steps myself, which one is the Soul-Fixing Grass?

"Here." The other party took out a dark blue bottle and dropped two drops as requested.

The color of the pot changed dramatically...soon, it turned blue.

"Think back on the painful and beautiful memories of life and choose an object to sustenance... maybe a branch of flowers to remember?"

"This," the other party handed it over, a small piece of something that looked like an ordinary branch. When I smelled it, I smelled a very incomprehensible fragrance, a bit like the smell of a mixture of several spices? "The smell is a bit strange, but this is what makes it memorable."

"Next, separate the ingredients. A small portion will be used to add the branches of the Inscription Flower, and another small portion will be used to continue stirring."

"The last two bottles of potion were successful. The colors of the two are different. The forgotten one is blue, and the restored one is gold. After drinking the blue potion, the memory that is the same as the gold potion will be forgotten..."

"Would you like to give it a try?" It looked even more tempting when it was in a bottle. "Don't worry, if you really forgot and want to remember the contents, I will help you remember them."

"It's not an important memory, so it's okay if I don't remember it... maybe?"

I drank the blue potion, and it tasted sweet with a little bit of spices. I recalled that it was like eating braised pork with a lot of seasonings? I didn't like it... but it tasted really good. It seemed that I had forgotten something without realizing it, but I couldn't remember it...

"Next, take the golden one." After taking the golden potion, there was a strange taste, like candy blooming in the mouth, or like countless flowers in front of the eyes, and finally like the stars touching me... It was a very strange feeling, and a very strange taste.

But I really like this weird taste, why?

It really reminded me of the memory just now...

"Is that so?" He chose to forget a small thing, a very, very small thing, forgetting that he had picked that piece of clear water jade from it...

It's no big deal if you forget such a small thing.

"Do you want to drink this too?" It was a bottle of dark purple potion... Looking at it gave people a strong sense of uneasiness?

"what is this?"

"After drinking this potion, you can check whether the memory is intact. It is also a way to test whether there is a problem with the memory. However, it is very bitter, and if the memory is indeed changed, it will be very painful to recall it."

"I already know that my memory has been altered. Is there any point in drinking this potion now?"

Hearing this, the other party laughed twice, then shook his head: "Of course it makes sense. As long as it exists, everything has meaning. What I mean is that your memory is very interesting, but you just forgot it. But all this is a necessary result. This potion will only make you temporarily recall what you just forgot, because I deliberately reduced the dosage."

"Should I thank you for your thoughtfulness?" This sounded a bit sarcastic, but he still drank the potion and recalled his memory. There was nothing wrong with it. Okay, okay, this was his first big success!

"A very successful potion, but it seems that this world doesn't have these?"

“…Then I’ve worked in vain?” So I just learned calligraphy techniques, spent my time picking out what I needed from that puzzle-like article, and now you tell me that nothing can work! ?

"You can try to replicate it with similar materials. It won't be that difficult for you."

"How can it be easy for me? Although these are easy for me, finding similar materials in different worlds, similar materials, that sounds difficult, right?"

I frowned, feeling very sad, and felt like I had been working in vain... The other party handed me a notebook.

Is that a book? I took it subconsciously and looked at the words on it carefully. It looked very familiar...

"Please believe in yourself. You are smarter and more magical than you think. You made an impossible potion based on very simple concepts, and stored the power in the potion based on those concepts. Everything proves that you are amazing, isn't it?"

Thinking back to when I first started to think about it, but succeeded in making the potion through alchemy, it seemed that I had succeeded without realizing it...

"I seem to be very talented in this area?" This sentence is not wrong. Coming to a strange world, I can make potions just by relying on the very simple methods in my memory... Moreover, the potions will continue to improve, and I have invented new potions and special treatment methods. These things are different from the knowledge in my previous life. I have made them by relying on countless experiments, inspiration, talent and innate perception...

"Believe me, you are a genius in this area, even better than your talent in swordsmanship... Can you perform your sword skills in front of me again? I want to see how you are doing now after so much time has passed?"

These obedient people did as they were told, but the premise was an open space. The other party saw what they meant and changed the key. After pushing open the door, there was a water surface...

When I stepped on the water with my feet, the feeling was still the same as I remembered, so I quickly took off my shoes. The moment the soles of my feet touched the water, I felt truly comfortable.

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