I became an interstellar heartthrob by recycling magic weapons

Yan Chunjun felt the difference almost as soon as the liquid entered his mouth.

The cool and sweet taste seemed to flow into the mind along the esophagus, all the way to the spiritual sea, and the gentle wind from all directions calmed down all the turbulent and restless spiritual power inside.

This is a magical potion that is more effective than any mental power potion he has ever drunk.

"What is this? Where did it come from?"

"My reward." Qi Yiwei said leisurely, "Not bad, right?"

"I haven't seen this medicine on the market before, did Ye Dan give it to you?"

Qi Yiwei: "He helped a little bit, but 99% of it was done by me alone."

Damn it, doesn't he look like a person who can't make alchemy?

Yan Chunjun was a little surprised: "You can actually make spiritual potions, no wonder Ye Dan asked you to be his assistant."

Yan Chunjun is not familiar with pharmacy, but he also knows that mental power potions are very difficult, and only experts in the field of pharmacy can get access to them.

"After all, it's me, and it's actually quite simple." With the finished product in front of him, Qi Yiwei boasted that he didn't have any psychological pressure.

"Here." Qi Yiwei spread his hand, and a light blue pill quietly floated in his palm, "It's actually made in this kind of pill shape, what do you think if I also sell it in the field?"

Just by looking at this pill, one can smell a burst of fragrance, and the small burrs around the mental beam that have not been taken care of for a long time are gradually smoothed and disappeared.One can imagine the effect of swallowing the whole grain.

This is the savior of countless patients suffering from mental torture.

Yan Chunjun closed his eyes again to feel the flow of spiritual power, and then said: "You may not know the value of this medicine. If you really want to sell it, you'd better dilute it first, so that it won't be too noticeable."

"Then grind it up, how about 1:10 with water?"

Yan Chunjun nodded.

After Qi Yiwei is done, use the detection function of the domain system to enter the data of Qingshen Danshui, and then he can sell it online again.

Qi Yiwei first went to the training ground to practice the mecha for a while, and when he felt that the practice effect was similar, he would accept the challenges of others as before.Qi Yiwei always believes that the greatest progress can only be achieved through continuous practice.

Qi Yiwei accepted a new invitation to fight, and the ID that appeared was a familiar name.

[Ling Lele, it's you again. 】

The owner of the opposite mecha also replied in the private chat channel: [How is it, are you happy to see me hahahaha. 】

Ling Lele: [I have practiced according to what you said before, let's see how I am now! 】

After 3 minutes, the battle is over.

Ling Luoyi sorted out her mentality, imitating her cousin's tone and typing: [Damn it, I still lost! 】

[And it's even shorter than last time!But I also tried my best. Anyway, I am very happy to be able to fight with the great god. 】

Qi Yiwei smiled silently, did not reply, and started another battle.

It's been two hours since the end.

It was past one o'clock in the morning outside, and there were a lot fewer people in the field, and the flow of people in the commercial street continued to increase.Qi Yiwei planned to go for a stroll.

During the daytime when the commercial street has a lot of people, it is difficult to rent even a virtual berth, but now the entire commercial street is only a tenth of the daytime crowd, so Qi Yiwei easily found an elegant front to sit. down.

He didn't peddle like everyone else, he just wrote "Psychic Power Potion, 5000 star coins/bottle" on the display stand, and then opened the player forum in the field to check if there was anything interesting .

Originally, Yan Chunjun wanted to come with him, but he thought he was too conspicuous, so he drove him offline to sleep.

Before Qi Yiwei finished reading the first post, a person caught his attention.

She almost swept over from the street to the end of the street, but she quickly went in and out of all the shops that sold spiritual potions, and soon came to Qi Yiwei's position.

"I want three bottles of all the spiritual power potions you sell here." The girl with a high ponytail said, looking like she was not short of money.

Qi Yiwei said: "I only sell one medicine."

"Only one kind?" The girl was a little surprised, "Then your business is simple enough, why don't you buy more. Forget it, even if there is only one kind, you can buy three bottles."

Qi Yiwei took three bottles and put them on the cabinet, and the girl paid the money quickly: "See, you don't have much left, I wanted to buy them all, but my grandpa might not be able to drink that much... If your medicine is really effective That's good, then I'll buy as much as you have. It's a pity..."

The girl lowered her head when she said this, looking a little lonely.

Qi Yiwei didn't comfort her, and he'll know if the medicine is effective or not when he goes home and uses it.

The girl quickly left to sweep the next mental potion shop.Qi Yiwei waited on the spot for about 20 minutes before the second customer arrived.

The customer's appearance was very simple, with an unremarkable suit, and it was obvious that the face that had been painstakingly pinched still couldn't cover the cowardly expression on his face.

He paced over, with a hesitant look on his face: "Are you newly opened... I want to ask you what this potion is mainly for. Why is a bottle so expensive?"

Qi Yiwei said: "Recovery, treatment, and growth are all available. They are more versatile, so I didn't write specific aspects."

The man blushed: "Aren't you talking nonsense? There's no such thing as an omnipotent mental power potion. Basically, good mental power potions only focus on one aspect."

"I didn't have it before, but I have it after I make it." Qi Yiwei's tone was flat and taken for granted.

The man originally suspected that the new shopkeeper deliberately deceived himself because he saw himself as someone who had never seen the world before, but his calm appearance made him want to believe...

He is so confident, maybe it is true?

His mental strength has been stuck at C-level for a long time. If he doesn't break through, he may fall to D-level. At that time, he will lose even the job he finally found now.

My own money is not enough to buy several bottles of spiritual potions with different functions, but it is just enough to buy this bottle of "all-powerful".

After hesitating for 5 minutes, the man bought a bottle of spiritual potion and left.

Qi Yiwei looked at the time, just about to pack up his things and leave, and sell the rest tomorrow, when unexpectedly, another acquaintance walked into his sight.

"Master of garbled codes? What a coincidence, why are you here? What are you selling?" Ling Lele, who was dressed in luxurious equipment, came over, and his whole body even gave off a faint glow of stars in the not too bright environment at night. The light of the coin.

"It's you, why haven't you slept yet?" Qi Yiwei was a little strange, after getting in touch with Ling Lele a lot, he realized that Ling Lele was definitely not very old, he should still be in school.

"..." Ling Luoyi choked, could it be said that he had just had a night show, and instead of listening to his manager, went to bed and took care of his health, but instead sneaked into the field again?

However, Ling Luoyi is someone who has read countless scripts, and he made up his words casually, and his voice suddenly became a little aggrieved: "Tomorrow is the monthly exam. I should have gone to bed early, but in the middle of the night I heard my parents Arguing..."

He stopped here, talking too much is easy to reveal his secrets, so it is better to leave more room for imagination.

Sure enough, Qi Yiwei looked at him with a softer look.

He is not a character who likes to meddle in other people's private affairs, so he didn't strike up a conversation. He just responded a couple of times in between Ling Lele's speeches, which was regarded as chatting with him.

Ling Luoyi is not very talkative in his daily life, usually others are rushing to talk to him, how could he take the initiative to think of topics?In order to imitate Ling Lele, it took a lot of brain cells, and Qi Yiwei's real identity would be passed back quietly, and he couldn't elaborate on the details of his life, Ling Luoyi was speechless after a while up.

"Well, I wanted to ask just now. What is the garbled god selling?" In order to ease the embarrassment, Ling Luoyi picked up a tube of medicine and pretended to be very interested.

In fact, in order to improve his strength, he poured various precious medicinal materials in turn, but none of them had any effect, and he lost his trust in this kind of spiritual medicine long ago.

Qi Yiwei: "I made the spiritual potion."

Ling Luoyi: "Does the Great God know how to make medicine? What kind of medicine is it for?"

"Theoretically, it's all right, if it's not easy to make up for it." Qi Yiwei said lazily, he was a little tired, and if he stayed in the holographic world for too long, his mental strength would be seriously exhausted.

She's quite good at talking big, Ling Luoyi thought.He had drunk the most top-notch potion, and he didn't claim that as long as it was a problem of mental power, it could be cured.Past experience tells that the person in front of Ling Luoyi is talking nonsense.

However, he received garbled instructions on the training ground before, and he was worried that he would have no place to repay, so he smiled and said: "It's so amazing! Why don't I buy them all, maybe I won't be sleepy when studying after drinking it."

"Okay." Qi Yiwei gave him the rest, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "Yes."

At that moment, Ling Luoyi wondered what it would be like if he smiled like this in reality.

On an autumn afternoon, the sun is neither too hot nor too pale, and it shines warmly on people.

In the back garden of Zhang's old house, an old man with gray hair was lying on a wicker chair, basking in the sun leisurely.

The girl next to him made him a little distressed.Right now, a large table and a lot of glassware are placed in front of the girl with a high ponytail. She divides each potion into small portions, and after the old man drinks a portion, he uses a measuring instrument to measure the state of his mental strength and record it.

The girl was still chanting words at first, but as time passed, she stopped talking and just buried herself in recording silently.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't bear to make his granddaughter sad, so he said with an excuse: "Okay, let's try it here today. After drinking so many medicines, let alone mental strength, the bladder is overloaded."

If someone saw this scene, they would be surprised. This old man who looked ordinary and was walking erratically was actually General Zhang Youlin, who used to gallop on the battlefield to kill and make decisions.

The girl was still not reconciled: "Grandpa, you want to play tricks again! Let's have one last drink."

Unable to withstand the coquettishness of his granddaughter, Zhang Youlin had no choice but to pinch his nose and take another sip.

"How is it?" No matter how many disappointments she has experienced, the girl will still ask about the effect.

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