Chapter 21
"Hey, two distinguished guests, would you like to stay at my hotel? The environment is very nice~"
"Don't listen to her, come to my house! No matter how much noise you make, it's okay. How about you think about it?"
"Sir, come to my house. You can choose any boy or girl you want."
Luo Xia shrank his body, feeling a little overwhelmed when faced with the swarm of people surrounding him.
"Lan Nuo, what is this...?"
It’s so scary, he’s about to develop social phobia.
Jiang Zhulang's mouth twitched and he grabbed his sleeve: "Mo Wen, run!"
As soon as the words fell, the two of them, one in front and one behind, ran for ten miles and finally ran out of the encirclement of the enthusiastic hotel owners.
“Huh, huh… So scary…”
Roshia was bent over, panting, too tired to stand up. His collar was distorted by the pulling.
"Why do these people want us to go to their hotel?"
Jiang Zhulang: "Well, it's probably because of the triple compensation..."
Gossip is human nature. They made such a big fuss and gave the boss so much money, which was bound to attract the curiosity of the surrounding merchants.
All bosses: Who wouldn’t want a big spender to live in his store?
Jiang Zhulang looked around. They ran to the outskirts of the city. Looking around, they saw a desolate gray-yellow landscape. There were abandoned wooden houses on both sides of the narrow road, and even the door panels were broken.
I pushed open the door and entered a house that wasn't that shabby. The dust and wood chips falling from the ceiling were blocked by the air wall.
After carefully clearing the flying insects within a radius of 50 meters, Jiang Zhulang said to the bewildered Luo Xiya: "In order to avoid the pursuers, I will help you disguise yourself."
Luo Xia nodded and said: Whatever Lan Nuo said is what it is, he has no opinion.
Jiang Zhulang took out a disguise kit from the storage ring and operated it on Luo Xia's face.
Actually, he bought the disguise kit from a black market merchant in the royal capital. During that time, he bought whatever he saw, with no restraint in his eyes at all.
——If you like something and it is useful, buy it; if you like something but it is useless, buy it; if you don’t like something but it is useful, buy it; if it is useless but looks good, buy it!
As for the ugly and useless things, Jiang Zhulang: They are not worthy to appear in front of me.
To him, the disguise kit was originally something he liked but had no use for, but now it can be used on Roshia.
Jiang Zhulang did not intend to change Luo Xiya's appearance beyond recognition, but with the help of tools, he restored his appearance before the disfigurement:
The young man had half-long curly hair that had just been washed and spread out behind his head, looking soft and shiny. He had deep brows, a high nose bridge, and lips that were just the right size, neither too thin nor too thick.
His strong features, slightly sunken cheeks and hazy, melancholy eyes add to his unruly look. His artificial eye, which looks weird and scary to outsiders, is covered by a red pupil. The gray and red pupils give him a mysterious and exotic look.
Jiang Zhulang raised his eyebrows complacently: It’s no wonder that I designed such a beautiful face.
He motioned for Roshia to look in the mirror: "How is it? Does it look good?"
Looking at the person in the mirror, Luo Xia was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his cheek lightly.
The touch of the hand is no longer an uneven, occasionally itchy scar, but smooth, elastic, healthy skin. The prosthetic eye, which was originally convex, feels the same as a real eye, and even if it is covered by material, it will not affect the visual function of the prosthetic eye.
After a long while, he spoke in a hoarse and dry voice: "...very beautiful...Lan Nuo, thank you."
His eyes were slightly red.
Jiang Zhulang touched his head and said nothing.
In fact, you are supposed to be like this, he thought.
“Tut, tut…”
Four carriages of the same shape were driving on the road in a row. Every time they came to a fork in the road, a carriage would be sent out. This cycle was repeated until only one carriage was left, heading towards the distant town.
A pair of slender fingers lifted a corner of the car window, revealing a pointed and small chin.
Inside the carriage, Roshia asked, "Lano, why did you rent four identical carriages?"
"Just in case."
In fact, if there were only four luxury carriages left in the dealership, he could have rented more.
When renting a car, Jiang Zhulang thought of the scenes in novels, comics, and TV dramas where multiple carriages were driven at the same time to confuse the enemy, so he decided to borrow a little from them.
Although I know the effect is minimal, it is still of some use.
He just didn't believe that with the double insurance of disguise and four cars sending out at the same time, the men in black could find them quickly.
This trick should at least keep the place clean for a few months, right?
…
"Bang--"
“Pfft, cough cough cough…!”
As the crucible exploded, thick black smoke filled the room. Even though he took timely protective measures, Jiang Zhulang still inhaled a breath of air mixed with some drug residue, which made his eyes tear up.
"Failed again, ahem, failed."
He cleaned up the debris skillfully and turned to make notes on parchment. The parchment filled with notes piled up high.
After recording, Jiang Zhulang opened the window to take a breath, muttering: "Sure enough, it's not that easy to create your own magic potion."
After this period of torture, he can now face the smelly failed products without batting an eyelid.
After placing the brand new crucible, Jiang Zhulang mechanically stirred the fire with his eyes wide open.
"What is missing?" His hands kept moving, his mind wandering:
When Lanno was first designed, why didn't all of his skills be set to be at the maximum level...?
A plot where the big guys crush everyone else all the way would also be popular.
“Chirp!”
The rapid cry of a bird interrupted his thoughts. Jiang Zhulang turned around and saw a white ball... flapping its wings and flying in from the window, rushing straight ahead.
Looking closely, I saw it was a long-tailed tit!
Before he could react, he watched the titmouse's tail slightly lifted, and a "auspicious cloud" was continuously sprayed out, part of which just happened to drip into the medicine, causing a violent reaction.
Jiang Zhulang: ? ? ! ! !
He opened and clenched his left hand, imprisoning the jumping birds in the room, locking them in a decorative bird cage hanging in the room, and gnashed his teeth:
Why would a cute bird ball that looks like a sticky rice ball run into someone else's room——
Pull, poop, poop!
He had a gloomy face and was about to deal with the failed medicine when he smelled a fragrance.
Alas?
Jiang Zhulang turned around and found that the reaction in the crucible had subsided and the medicine liquid was emitting colorful light.
This means that the dose is finished.
Did he succeed?
Jiang Zhulang slowly turned his head and looked at the bird curled up in the cage, questioning his life: "Ah?"
It can't be that outrageous, right?
Isn't this too outrageous? ?
He turned off the fire, poured the solution into the container, and tentatively placed the green quartz into the remaining liquid.
“Puff——”
Within half a minute, the fist-sized rocks were completely corroded.
Jiang Zhulang: ...
Even though I succeeded, I can't feel happy for some reason.
Could it be that all his previous attempts failed because he didn’t add bird shit? ? ?
No, any normal person would not think of adding this thing into the potion, right?
Isn’t the world he designed a Western fantasy world?
This is not Western fantasy at all...
He sat weakly on a high-back chair, his long legs casually spread apart and his eyes dull.
He spent so much time preparing the potion in the comics, and the key step turned out to be adding poop into it?
——After this scene is drawn, what should the readers think of him? ?
Even if he simply mentioned the refining process, Andre and the Holy Spirit Medicine Society that followed him would always ask for the prescription.
He didn't even dare to imagine their expressions after knowing the ingredients.
After taking Luo Xia out for three big meals to ease his speechless mood, Jiang Zhulang started a new round of research and development.
He wanted to control the variables and see if it was okay to add any bird poop into the mixture, or just the poop of a specific species, the long-tailed tit?
At this moment he had only one thought: Fortunately, this medicine is not for humans.
[January 7th, cloudy.]
First trial
One each of a rooster, a sparrow, a cuckoo duck, a nightingale, and a lark
Similarities: Not monsters, common poultry and birds
in:
The chicken left a lot of poop on the desk (stains of ink dripping off), failed. Also: the desk has been destroyed
Sparrow, cuckoo duck, failed.
Nightingale, didn't eat, drink or defecate, was constipated for two days, and finally defecated, but failed.
Bai Ling, failed. 】
[January 9th, rain.]
Second trial
Weeping Bird, Speedy Rock Bird, Long-billed Parrot, Fat Chicken
Commonality: Common Monsters
All failed! 】
[January 13th, Sun.]
The third test
…
Fail】
…
After experiencing many failures, Jiang Zhulang turned his attention to the long-tailed tit that jumped into the cage and was named Baba.
For some reason, he released the bird several times but it refused to go and even learned to close the bird cage. He had no choice but to let it go.
He tried to capture additional long-tailed tits for experiments, but the results were still not ideal, so he turned his attention to his father.
——Is it true that only dad’s poop will be effective…?
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhulang watched the poop eagerly, waiting to add the medicine liquid after it was freshly out of the oven to verify his conjecture.
Long-tailed tit: “Chirp, chirp, chirp?”
Humans are so weird, they actually like to watch them poop!
Jiang Zhulang pulled out the pad of paper, looked at it again and again, and was extremely satisfied.
He scooped a small spoonful with a spatula and was about to add it to the crucible when he suddenly found that there were rough particles on the pad. It looked like...
Undigested seeds?
He paused, looked around the tool table, picked out a few seeds with a silver needle, and tentatively put them in the medicine.
——The long-lost fragrance, the long-lost colorful light.
It worked.
Jiang Zhulang closed his eyes, speechless about the previous misunderstanding.
He should have thought of it earlier. How could such an absurd thing as bird poop be included in the potion ingredients? It was obvious that some undigested food seeds were at work.
He let out a long sigh: Finally, I don’t have to pick up daddy anymore.
Thinking of the bird poop he had been collecting for almost a month, his face turned green: "Ew!"
No matter how much he hated it, he had to quickly adjust his state and analyze what plant's fruit he had eaten.
Dad goes out to forage for food every day, and the time is not long, so this plant must be growing nearby.
He decided to follow his father out foraging for food tomorrow.
The next morning
“Chirp!”
Dad shook his feathers, which were swelling up, and flew out of the window, not noticing at all that there was a wisp of air clinging to his body.
It ran straight to the large woods outside the hotel, jumped up and down among the clusters of red grass fruits, eating only one bite from each one. It took a full hour and a half to fill its stomach. It left the eaten fruit clusters behind and returned the same way.
Jiang Zhulang, who was lying far behind his father, watched it stumble back to the room. He did not eat any food during the flight, and only then did he feel relieved and started picking fruits.