[Rebirth] Soul Master Beast Pet

Entering the underground experimental field, as Lister expected, there is a huge warehouse in the experimental field, which stores various medicinal herbs and auxiliary ingredients, and the rest is divided into single-room laboratories with good sound insulation. Room, double room and quadruple room.

Soul masters usually don't like to have onlookers when making potions. Of course, except for their own soul masters. Excluding this situation, there are also some small groups with good relationships who like to research and make some powerful potions together. .

"I said Rist, do you mind if I share the same room with you?" As soon as he stepped into the experimental field, Moloch hooked Rist's shoulder familiarly and said with a smile.

"Mind." Rist took Moloch's finger, shook off Moloch's hand, and carried the little lion to the warehouse.

"Hey, don't be so ruthless." Moloch chased after him, "Let me see it."

"Why?" Rist began to pick herbs, "The potions and the process of making are similar, right? There's nothing interesting about it."

"If there's nothing to look at, you don't need to mind." Moloch cheekily followed Rist. Anyway, the purpose of his coming to the experiment site today was not to make potions.

Rist was helpless.

"Well, let him see." The little lion lying on Rist's shoulder said lazily, "Anyway, the technique can be learned, but the soul power and the purity of the soul are different, and there is no way to make the same level of potion." Especially the purity of the soul, as far as the current situation is concerned, no one in this world can compare to Rist, and the ratio of the ingredients of the potion is not exactly the same for everyone, so the final product is more or less different. There is a difference, "Just don't do something special."

"Purity of the soul? What?" Rist was taken aback, because the little lion uttered an unfamiliar concept, "Improved potions can speed up the growth of soul power, can't they?"

"Huh? Never heard of the purity of the soul?" The little lion raised his head slightly, looking at Rist with some surprise, "I don't need improved potions yet."

"I've never heard of it." Rist only paused for a moment when choosing herbs, and then returned to normal. If he said he didn't need it, then he wouldn't waste his brain cells.

"Well... I'll explain it to you when I get back, it's not convenient here." The little lion licked his lips and got down again.

"Hmm." Rist continued to choose herbs.

After choosing and choosing, Rist suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked at his hands, but there was nothing there. When he turned around, he saw Eddie holding a bunch of herbs in his hands.

"Uh... sorry, you can give it to me." Rist touched his nose and smiled apologetically at Eddie.

In the past, there was always an older brother who followed him. As expected, once he entered a similar environment, he would make some habitual behaviors.As far as he is like, he is completely unsuitable to be a spy who penetrates into the enemy's interior, and he will be fully exposed within two days.

"I'll take it." Eddie took a step back with a firm expression.

He wanted Rist to be his soul refiner. It had nothing to do with feelings. It was just that among the rookies in the family, he could suddenly rise up and suppress Jessica. , and Rist alone.As a soul master, he doesn't know much about soul refiners. Even if the level is there, he can't tell which ones are truly outstanding, but Moloch can, so Eddie believes that he must not miss Rist.

Rist was a little embarrassed.He didn't know Eddie very well. Although he planned to use Eddie as a shield, he didn't think of any mutual restraint.There is no other way but to turn to Moloch for help.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, Rist, don't mind, since cousin Eddie is here, let him do some physical work." Moloch covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Then...thank you." It seems that the potion that will be made later will be given to Eddie as a thank you.

Rist felt a little distressed. Making potions was an energy-consuming thing, especially potions that needed soul power. He was willing to give the little lion a drink. Now that the little lion was his contracted soul beast, he didn't care how much he gave.But Eddie is different. For Rist, Eddie is just a personal name, which has neither the meaning of "friend" nor the meaning of "relative", and has nothing to do with him, just because he was forced to help It is necessary to give away the potion, and Rist said that he would rather get the guild to sell it for money.

Entering a two-person laboratory, Eddie put the herbs on the table and sat on the rest mat.Each laboratory has a test bench for the soul master to make potions, and a bench for the soul master to rest.

"Can I help you?" The little lion jumped off Rist's shoulders and squatted obediently on the test bench.

"Help me find the herbs." Rist glanced at the messy herbs that Eddie had randomly placed on the table, and frowned.

"Oh." The little lion licked his paws, getting ready.

In the laboratory, after cleaning the utensils and getting ready for work, Rist devoted himself to the work of making potions, directing the little lion to bring the required herbs and materials, crushing them into powder one by one, and neatly sorting them OK, then start cooking.

After repeating this process several times, within an hour, seven bottles of finished medicine were placed in front of Rist. The speed was so fast that Moloch and Eddie were all dumbfounded.

"My God... this... this can't be true..." Moloch stared blankly at the potion on the test bench and muttered to himself.

Familiar, really too familiar, whether it's the production technique or the god-like speed, whether it's the indifferent expression on his face or the small movements of his limbs, he has only seen it on that one person, the only opponent he once considered The person, the person who made him spend too much time to understand, the person he will never see again, the person who left him with too much regret and remorse.

Yves Hurley...

"Which one do you want?" Rist asked the little lion first.

"Hmm..." The little lion walked over and sniffed the seven bottles of medicine, "Can I only have one bottle?" What does he want to do?

"I can only have one bottle." Riester rubbed the little lion's head.

"Well...then I want this." The little lion raised his limp paw and pushed down a bottle of potion.

"This?" Rist picked up the potion, opened the cork, bit his finger without hesitation, dropped a drop of blood into it, shook it, and poured it into the little lion's mouth.

"Rist!" Moloch jumped up, glaring at Rist angrily.

Last time he poured a bottle of high-quality potion into his soul-breaking beast, and today he poured another bottle with added soul power. What is this idiot thinking? !

Eddie also looked at Rist in surprise.He had never seen a soul refiner who poured potions into soul beasts.

"Stop talking nonsense." Riester raised his hand and threw out a bottle of potion.

"Ah!! Rist, how can you use a throw!" Moloch frantically wanted to pick it up, but Eddie caught it quickly in the end.

"For you." Rist smiled at Eddie, put away the remaining five bottles of medicine, threw the little lion on his shoulder, and left.

"Rist!! You idiot!" Moloch's angry voice echoed behind him.