Chapter 100 The Magic Potion (Subscribe!)

At this moment, the potion bottle held by Shi Lin was no longer the blood-red phantom demon blood, but a bottle of genuine phantom demon potion.

It is still red, but no longer the ominous blood red color, but a beautiful bright red. At first glance, it gives off a sense of sacredness as if it has been purified.

The moment Su Ming saw the bottle of magic potion, every cell in his body seemed to be eager to try it.

Just like a person would instinctively crave food when hungry, Su Ming's body instinctively craves for the bottle of medicine, hoping to drink it down his throat.

"Is this the nightmare-type phantom potion?"

Yun Langyue looked at the magic potion in Shi Lin's hand, and her eyes couldn't help but become solemn.

Although she is an ordinary person, she is very clear about the value of this bottle of potion.

This is undoubtedly priceless.

Even its priceless value cannot be measured. Once it comes out, it will surely cause all the forces in the world and even the base city to go crazy for it.

Su Ming suppressed his excitement, raised his eyelids and looked at Shi Lin.

Shi Lin could hardly hide his fatigue, but his tone was full of excitement.

"Yes, this is the nightmare magic potion. This is also the first time I have ever made an alchemical potion of this level. The process is not perfect, but I finally succeeded in refining it. It is really a valuable experience."

With this experience, Shi Lin believes that his skills will be improved in the future.

At least, when it comes to refining phantom magic potions, unless it is a terrifying kind of phantom magic potion that has never appeared in the legend, otherwise, no kind of phantom magic potion will be difficult for him to refine in the future.

He has even come up with several plans to improve the magic potion, which can increase the successful adaptation rate of the magic potion by a few tenths of a percentage point after taking it.

It sounds like a small amount, but this is just the beginning. As long as improvements and research continue, this percentage will continue to increase, which can be said to be of great benefit to Shi Lin.

"It's a pity that this is the only time. If I could have the experience of refining nightmare magic potion a second time, I would definitely find more problems."

Although Shi Lin was excited, he was also somewhat unsatisfied.

"No one else has had an opportunity like this, Master."

Yun Langyue covered her mouth and chuckled.

"That's right." Shi Lin was immediately relieved and agreed, "Nightmare Blood is something you can only hope for but cannot obtain. The last time it appeared was decades ago. After this appearance, it may not be seen again in the next few decades. It is already very rare to have a chance to refine it. If you crave for more, you are just being greedy."

As he spoke, Shi Lin turned his gaze to Su Ming.

"Fortunately, I have completed your order."

Shi Lin handed the priceless magic potion in his hand to Su Ming without any reluctance.

Su Ming stretched out his hand and took it solemnly.

The medicine bottle I received felt warm, which was completely different from the cold touch before.

With it, Su Ming's grand development plan of becoming both a hunter and a warlock can truly be realized.

"Thank you, Master."

Su Ming thanked Shi Lin solemnly.

"No need to thank me, it's just a win-win situation." Shi Lin was surprisingly sober and said, "I have benefited a lot, and strictly speaking, I have taken a lot of advantage. If anyone wants to thank you, I should be the one to do it."

Shi Lin knew that if the opportunity to refine a nightmare-type phantom potion were made public, many alchemy masters would be willing to pay a lot of money to get it.

Just like he was able to discover many problems with the potion through this refining experience, some others wanted to get in touch with the blood of the nightmare species to research new potion formulas, and some wanted to solve some difficult problems and confusions in the phantom potion. If there was a chance to practice, it would definitely allow an alchemist to gain valuable technical knowledge.

And for an alchemist, knowledge is everything.

If it means gaining valuable knowledge, no matter how much they have to pay, the so-called masters who are famous all over the world will strive for it at all costs.

Shi Lin, who understood this, no longer thought that Su Ming owed him anything, but rather that he owed Su Ming.

"If you need any potions made in the future, you are always welcome to come to me."

Shi Lin made such a promise.

Hearing this, Yun Langyue on the side immediately tugged at Su Ming's sleeve.

Su Mingyi did not hesitate and nodded on the spot.

"Thank you very much, Master."

A top alchemist who can successfully refine nightmare-type phantom potions is indeed worthy of Su Ming's close friendship.

Even though he could obtain various extraordinary items by opening packages, including some precious alchemical potions with miraculous effects, packages were random after all, and might not necessarily contain the alchemical potion Su Ming needed.

On the contrary, Su Ming will definitely provide a lot of various refining materials in the future.

If there is a master of alchemy to help you handle these materials and make them into potions, then even if you sell them or exchange them for chips, you can get a higher return.

Therefore, making friends with a master alchemist will definitely bring you benefits and no harm.

"Let's go and fulfill another contract next." Shi Lin said, "The poison of the Glue Demon? It's a bit troublesome, but it shouldn't take much time."

For a top alchemist like Shi Lin, the poison of the venomous glue demon, which ordinary people find extremely difficult to deal with, is just something that requires a little more time to detoxify.

"I'll take you there."

Su Ming put the magic potion into the waist bag on his back, and immediately transferred it to Gold Finger's backpack for safekeeping.

This is the most precious thing he has, and it is related to his own future, so he cannot be careless in the slightest.

Su Ming wouldn't feel at ease unless he put it in Gold Finger's backpack.

After putting the magic potion away, Su Ming turned to Yun Langyue.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yun Langyue blinked and said, "Of course I'm going with you. Do you want to use me and drive me away after you're done with me?"

These words sounded as if Su Ming had committed a heinous crime.

"Come along if you want."

Su Ming rolled his eyes.

"Let's go."

Shi Lin no longer wanted to waste time.

He also wanted to go back and write down his experiences tonight and summarize them.

Front-line camps, residential houses.

"Why hasn't the senior come back yet?"

In the room, Yao Beibei's anxious voice was heard.

She sat on the edge of the bed, holding Jiang Wanyu's hand tightly, her face full of anxiety, which made Lei Hao and Ye Bai, who were pacing in the room, feel uneasy.

"Wanyu, hold on a little longer."

An Zijin had tears in her eyes as she was wiping the sweat off Jiang Wanyu's face.

Jiang Wanyu was becoming weaker and weaker, her face becoming paler and paler, her breath so feeble that she seemed like she might die at any moment. The blood flowing from her shoulder had already dyed the washbasin next to her red, demonstrating what it meant to be on the verge of death.

"Zijin."

Jiang Wanyu's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

But she still insisted, and as if she had made up her mind, she took out a small cloth bag from her arms with difficulty.

“This is for you.”

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Jiang Wanyu seemed to want to stuff the small cloth bag into An Zijin's hands.

"What's this?"

An Zijin didn't answer.

"You can help me protect your things."

Jiang Wanyu opened her eyes and looked at An Zijin as if she was leaving her last words, hoping that she would take it.

"No! I don't want it!"

An Zijin kept shaking his head.

"Don't do this! Wanyu!"

Yao Beibei also cried.

Among the people present, she was the only one who knew what Jiang Wanyu took out.

That was the trump card that Jiang Wanyu had always treasured.

It was because of this that Jiang Wanyu was chosen and sent here by "Madam" to be responsible for protecting An Zijin together with herself.

Now, Jiang Wanyu plans to hand it over to An Zijin, which means that she has given up protecting An Zijin.

This is indeed no different from a will.

Even Lei Hao and Ye Bai started to reprimand Jiang Wanyu after hearing her words.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"It's too early to give up now!"

The voices of Lei Hao and Ye Bai became extremely heavy.

“Ahem.”

Jiang Wanyu still wanted to hold on, but her body was too weak to say a single harsh word.

Her shoulder began to bleed again, as if it was going to drain all the blood in Jiang Wanyu's body, making her seem like she might die at any time.

Everyone was extremely anxious.

"Brother Su Ming! Come back soon!"

An Zijin placed all his hopes on Su Ming.

And this is not in vain.

"I'm back!"

When the door of the room was pushed open heavily, Su Ming finally returned here.

"Brother Su Ming!"

"Senior Su Ming!"

"Su Ming!"

An Zijin, Yao Beibei, Lei Hao, Ye Bai and their group of four all stood up immediately.

When he stood up, everyone noticed the two people beside Su Ming.

"It seems I came at the right time."

Shi Lin saw Jiang Wanyu lying on the bed at a glance, pushed his glasses, and walked straight up to her without even saying hello.

"you"

Lei Hao and Ye Bai reacted and subconsciously wanted to stop it.

"Don't stop him, let him see Schoolgirl Jiang."

Su Ming stopped Lei Hao and Ye Bai.

"He is an alchemist. He has a way to save your companions."

Yun Langyue also smiled suddenly and said this.

This sentence made An Zijin and Yao Beibei, who were a little at a loss, overjoyed. They quickly made way for Shi Lin to come to Jiang Wanyu's side.

"This is quite poisonous."

Shi Lin looked at Jiang Wanyu's wound for a while and nodded.

"Fortunately, although the toxicity is strong, it is not complicated and has a clear structure. It can prevent wound healing and speed up blood loss. It is a kind of chronic toxin."

While doing this analysis, Shi Lin took out a potion bottle and several materials from his toolbox, threw them onto the alcohol lamp, and began to refine the potion.

"First, stop the spread of the poison, stop the bleeding, and then eliminate the poison."

Shi Lin began to work slowly and methodically.

(End of this chapter)