“Come again!”

This time there was no explosion, but it just turned into a sticky black and purple slime, which was obviously a failure.

The young man began to look embarrassed and said, "I just don't believe it!"

Meng Yi secretly complained to himself, no wonder he was not afraid of others seeing it, it was just like that, it didn't matter if others saw it.

The young man took out another cup, and this time he dug out his eyeballs and threw them into the cup, "I don't believe I can't tell the dosage!"

Meng Yi was shocked. How could this happen? Wasn't he afraid that his eyeballs would explode with the fireworks?

He couldn't help but lean over to look at it, and it was a mechanical eyeball.

This time, the young man's expression was extremely serious. With dark eye sockets, he carefully added the materials and even pondered over them repeatedly.

This time there was no accident, and the medicine in the glass finally turned bright sky blue.

Meng Yi hesitated and asked, "Is it over?"

"No."

The mechanical eyeball stretched out three legs and crawled out of the glass, and was then grabbed by the young man and put into the eye socket. Meng Yi looked at it and could not see any difference between it and a real eye.

"There's one last step!"

As if to save face, the young man emphasized, "This is why I'm not afraid of you seeing it."

He bit his finger and gently dripped a drop of blood into the glass. The sky-blue potion seemed to be stimulated by something and began to spin like a whirlpool.

"Without divine grace, you can't mix any potions."

At this time, Meng Yi was using his spiritual vision to observe carefully. The various spiritual lights of six colors in the glass were rapidly combining together with the vortex.

Spirits finally merge into one!

this…

Meng Yi was stunned and said, "So... ritual magic and formations, including the creation of extraordinary weapons, etc., cannot be performed without the corresponding divine power, right?"

"right."

The young man carefully poured the concentrated potion in the glass, which barely covered the bottom of the glass, into a potion bottle and explained casually:

"Moreover, each pharmacist's formula is uniquely developed. If you give the same formula to other pharmacists, they won't be able to mix the same medicine."

After handing the last piece of food to Zhu Hongyu, he turned to look at Meng Yi.

This time, the young man was no longer in a buy-or-leave-it attitude. He smiled broadly and said, "My potion is more effective than others!"

Meng Yi was surprised and asked, "Is it because the formula is better?"

"No, it's because my blood is more special. Praise the Harmonizer of All Souls!"

The young man's smile remained unchanged. "Are you interested in buying it? I can give you a 10% discount!"

Zhu Hongyu was very dissatisfied when she heard this: "You didn't give me a discount just now!"

The young man said confidently: "Just now was just now, now is now."

"How can you do business like this?"

"I'm a pharmacist, not a businessman!"

Zhu Hongyu was choked by him and couldn't speak. Her face was puffed up with anger and there was a crackling sound behind her.

Meng Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Didn't you just say it's up to you to buy it?"

The young man was dejected. "I can't help it. I just failed three times. The loss is too much. The materials are so expensive. I have to make back my money!"

"Brother, I just want to get my money back, give me a chance!"

In Meng Yi's mind, he equated this young man with Suo Mingcheng, finding them both equally unreliable.

"So…what's your name?"

"Su Yuanzhi, do you want to buy it, brother? This time!"

Su Yuanzhi pressed his eyeballs down on the table with a snap and said in a resounding voice, "There will be no mistakes!"