The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Inside the shop, there were many cabinets on all sides, but the cabinets were empty. Only empty potion bottles and names were on the grid-like shelves.

Seeing this, Dole's mouth twitched slightly. After just one glance, he lost interest. The potions inside were all very traditional, with a few that seemed to be homemade antidotes. A little thought revealed that these antidotes were only effective against the poisons around the camp.

The little boy stood inside, waving his hand to gesture around, his face full of smiles, "Greetings, great wizard! What would you like? We have all the potions with names on the counter."

Dole felt a bit bored, but his expression didn't betray his feelings. He still appeared calm.

He asked, "Are these the only potions you have here?"

The little boy nodded and honestly replied, "We only have these potions here. Nothing else."

Dole nodded. "I see that your antidotes are all similar. Are the poisons around here all about the same?"

Hearing this, the little boy blinked, thought carefully for a moment, and then respectfully said, "The wizard is right. I hadn't thought about these issues. After thinking about it just now, the poisons here should all be of the same type. To be precise, it's the same kind of metal poison."

Dole raised an eyebrow. This child was quite quick to react. He had only just hinted at it, and he had already figured it out.

He chuckled and said, "Who is your teacher? Can I meet them?"

The little boy shook his head and said, "My teacher is out and I don't know when they will be back."

Dole didn't want to interfere, but the cleverness of this child really attracted him.

He couldn't help but want to nurture talent, so he smiled and said, "Since you know what kind of poison it is, then tell me, what kind of detoxifying material is most effective against this metal poison?"

The little boy said without hesitation, "I once heard my teacher say that we have both antidotal herbs and poisons everywhere here. What can detoxify this metal poison is actually another kind of poison, called Mild Bone Rot Potion. There is a grass in it called Bone Rot Grass. There are many around here, but even my teacher can't make this potion."

Dole looked at him, smiling noncommittally, and said, "Mild Bone Rot Potion is a level four potion. It's normal that your teacher can't make it."

The little boy didn't show any embarrassment or other expressions, just smiled and said, "Although my teacher can't make it, my teacher is still the most skilled potion maker here."

Dole was noncommittal, looked at him, and said, "Can you make level two potions?"

The little boy nodded and said, "Yes, I can. Do you want to make a special potion? Just provide the recipe, and I can help you make it." After saying that, he revealed a hopeful expression.

Recipes were something that no one would ever think they had too many of, especially in a place like this.

Dole nodded, flicked out a recipe, and handed it to the boy.

If the little boy could make it, he would give him more things to nurture him. If he couldn't make it, it would prove that he didn't have the value to be nurtured and wouldn't go far in the future.

Potion maker was a profession that relied heavily on talent.

The little boy respectfully took the recipe, first glanced at Dole a little embarrassedly, then lowered his head and began to seriously read the recipe with a solemn expression.

As his expression became more and more serious, his brow furrowed, Dole saw that the hand holding the recipe was even trembling a little.

He slowly said, "How is it? Can you do it?"

At this time, the little boy scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "It's a bit difficult, but if you're not in a hurry, I should be able to make it in two days?"

Dole nodded and seriously said, "That's fine too. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. You can take your time. This potion is very important to me. There will be a reward if you make it."

The little boy nodded fiercely.

This recipe was a lot of pressure for him, but it was also a new attempt. If he could make it, his abilities would be improved once again.

New recipes meant new knowledge.

Dole scanned his eyes around the area, then walked out.

As the sun rose and the sunlight shone, the humid and cold climate outside gradually warmed up.

The entire valley was now filled with a thin layer of mist, showing a layer of red morning glow under the sunlight, covering the bottom of the mountain, the mountainside, and the hillside with a layer of red gauze, which looked very beautiful.

Dole wandered around inside. Before long, he saw a familiar figure walking in from outside.

He looked a little disheveled, his expression a little tired, but his eyes were very bright.

This person was Old Venom. At this time, Old Venom also saw Dole, waved his hand, and then quickly walked over.

Dole stood in place waiting. Before long, Old Venom walked over and said in a tired whisper, "This is not the place to talk. Come with me."

Dole nodded and followed behind him.

The two walked one after the other towards the camp. Before long, they came to a small tent and then crawled in together.

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There was only one bed inside the tent, placed in the back, and the rest of the place was empty.

As soon as he entered the tent, Old Venom took out a wizard array disc, activated it, and threw it on the ground.

As a light curtain lit up, enveloping the entire tent, Old Venom's solemn expression finally relaxed, revealing a relatively relaxed look.

Dole flipped his wrist and took out a recliner from the ring, casually sat on it, and smiled faintly, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

Old Venom then relaxed. He turned his head, looked at Dole, his expression solemn and serious, and then bowed deeply.

"Thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I estimate that I would have died here. Litem was determined to kill me. It almost happened twice in a row. It seems that I can't go around mixing in ruins in the future. I have to find a way to improve my strength. Alas."

Dole's expression was serious, but his movements were casual as he waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. This is all I should do. On the contrary, I benefited a lot from following you this time."

Hearing this, Old Venom smiled and said, "Although that's the case, I still have to say what needs to be said." He paused for a moment and said, "I know you also gained a lot. Come, let's divide the things. After you went into that cave, I searched all the other caves."

Dole became a little interested and immediately sat up straight. He thought for a while and said, "I also obtained three top-notch cultivation methods from the book building. I can also share one or two with you. Let's exchange what we have and don't have."

What he lacked now was materials, and from the current situation, what Old Venom lacked was cultivation methods. The two looked at each other, each seeing what the other wanted in their eyes, and they hit it off.

In fact, summarizing what he had gained this time, Dole felt that what he had gained was inspiration. The way that the person who used white silk threads used insect-like creatures was very inspiring to him, as well as a lot of information about insect and virus cultivation. This was the greatest wealth for him.

Materials were incidental, but equally important. Those metals, minerals, crystals, and magic crystals were also very useful to him.

With these things, he was now thinking about whether to build another wizard tower and then form a wizard tower array in the future.

As soon as he thought of this plan, Dole's eyes lit up slightly. It seemed feasible.