The Divine Hunter Chapter 33: Drink the pain

Under the dim firelight, a young man with black hair was standing in front of the alchemy platform, his hands flexibly moving back and forth among the herbal bags, scales, pestles, large iron pots, and blower ropes:

Two ounces of shade-dried marigolds and one ounce of nettle are added to a stone mortar respectively, and with five minutes of strength, stir and crush, twice a second, counting one thousand times.

Add a quarter of the water to the iron pot...

Pour in the crushed herbs one after another...

Boil...

The steps are not complicated, but every move he makes is as if he has measured it with a ruler, precise, concise, and moderate in strength...

After a quarter of an hour, the flame on the stove was extinguished. The young man held the handle of the iron pot, shook his wrist and shook it evenly. Then he slowly poured the not-yet-boiling potion into the snake-neck bottle. This time, he moved smoothly and quickly, and no more spilled. One drop.

When he picked up the light yellow potion and smelled the fragrance of chrysanthemums, he carefully handed it to the bald man next to him who was watching with his arms folded across his chest.

"Lesuo, how about you come and see the finished product this time?"

The big man smelled it, dipped a little of the liquid on his fingertips, put it into his mouth, and closed his eyes to feel it for a moment.

Roy wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and clasped his hands tightly together, like a criminal waiting for trial by the judge. His whole body looked very nervous.

"Congratulations, kid!"

"Huh——" The young man breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched his arms and turned around in a circle, almost crying with joy.

No one knows what kind of life he has spent in the past three days. In addition to routine training, he starts alchemy when he opens his eyes and starts meditating when he closes his eyes.

In his opinion, alchemy, a skill that pays close attention to details, is much more difficult and boring than crossbow shooting training. Whether it was the previous world or this world, Roy didn't have much interest in precision instruments. However, Leisuo, the snake sect demon hunter, attaches great importance to alchemy and has very strict requirements on him.

How he hopes to have a skill that can be developed instantly in the future.

"Well, although the quality of this marigold potion is not as good as that of most rural herbalists, it is effective." The demon hunter said, "You just need to practice continuously to make it. With hundreds or thousands of qualified medicines, the level will naturally improve."

"By the way, Leisuo, since calendula potion is more effective than pure herbal medicine in treating trauma," Roy expressed his doubts, "How about selling it? Will there be sales and can it make money? ?"

The demon hunter shook his head and explained, "As you can imagine, other people are not fools. The common people at the bottom will think that the potion is too expensive, and would rather buy some ready-made and cheap herbs by themselves, which is completely sufficient. The rich are also There is no need for calendula medicine, and well-known doctors visit them for treatment... The medical field, no matter which city it is in, involves complicated interests, and the involvement is deep, both overt and covert."

"If you dare to sell potions on the street casually, you'll be lucky enough to sell a few...and then you'll be reported and sent to prison to eat rats for a month."

"Abandon your unrealistic thoughts, the most appropriate use of the potion is to keep it for your own use."

Roy felt a little regretful after hearing this, but he believed that if he was willing to work hard to develop relationships, he should be able to make money, but that would take a lot of time, so it would be better to become a businessman directly.

"If stored properly, this bottle of potion will be valid for nearly a month." Lei Suo began to urge again, "Go on now and make about five bottles, which will be enough for the road."

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Under the strict supervision of the demon hunter, Roy successfully refined five calendula potions of varying quality after dozens of attempts, an improvement in alchemy efficiency. It's extremely slow. At first, it might work once out of ten, but now it's almost nine times.

The level of Lei Suo is exactly the opposite.

Roy can also understand. After all, he only spent a few days actually refining the potion, which naturally cannot be compared with the decades of experience of a demon hunter. Moreover, "Alchemy" has not yet been introduced, and the skills have not been formed in the template.

This is probably a long process.

Roy's alchemy practice class has come to an end for the time being.

The demon hunter began to take over the alchemy platform and personally refined potions, alchemy bombs, and the grass reagent premedicine prepared for him.

He was not idle either. As an assistant, he was responsible for the preliminary processing of herbal medicines.

"Five ounces of shade-dried celandine flowers are ground into powder, and one ounce of water ghost is ground into powder. Remember the precautions I have emphasized."

Lesuo kept a straight face and kept spitting out instructions one after another. His facial features were as cold and hard as stone sculptures, and various light alchemy instruments in his thick palms were smoothly switched.

In front of the alchemy platform, the majestic figure formed a sharp contrast with the nimble fingers. The demon hunter is like a master of oil painting, creating a wonderful painting.

Roy became a "puppet" that was wound up tightly, moving non-stop from morning to night in the narrow and dark alchemy room.

An ordinary person would have been dizzy long ago, but thanks to his extraordinary mental attributes, he can stay focused for a long time without feeling overly tired.

Only after personally participating in the entire process did he understand the difference between potion and potion refining.

Take the simplest and most commonly used "swallow" by demon hunters as an example. The only materials involved are chelidonium and water ghost brain. The steps include drying, crushing, heating, distillation, and secondary heating... dozens of steps, and every step is extremely meticulous, even if there is a slight mistake or a trembling finger. The final product is definitely a defective product.

The most important step is to bottle the boiled liquid. The demon hunter holds it with both hands and closes his eyes in a meditative state.

At this time, Roy could vaguely feel that there seemed to be some invisible communication between Leisuo and the bottle of potion, involving the level of magic. In fact, this is Leisuo using the magic power in his body to mix the potion so that the water in the bottle can finally stabilize.

Without this link, the potion can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

……

While working on alchemy day and night, Roy almost forgot about the passage of time. When he first refined the "Swallow" potion, he was still familiar with a few steps.

As he started to prepare sword oil, alchemy bombs, and prodrugs, his eyes darkened and his brain turned into a ball of mush.

There are too many processes involved and they are too complicated. This part of the content was definitely beyond his current level of alchemy, so he simply gave up thinking and simply followed the demon hunter's instructions.

Although he only learned one marigold potion, his familiarity with alchemical instruments greatly increased during his busy time as a demon hunter's assistant. These will lay a solid foundation for further study of alchemy in the future.

I don’t know how long it took, five days or a week. After the demon hunter refined two bottles of "swallows", two "anti-magic metal bombs", and another pile of magic potions.

Suddenly, Roy was asked to leave the alchemy room to move freely and rest for a day.

Roy was freed from the stressful work that was almost suffocating and he didn't dare to breathe, and his mind became a little more active.

Unexpectedly, the next day the witcher took out a finger-thick glass bottle filled with some kind of liquid and placed it in front of him.

"This is a prodrug specially refined for you." Leisuo's amber pupils stared into his black eyes and said slowly, "Long-term drinking will make your body gradually adapt to the toxicity of the potion. For drinking Herbal medicines lay a good foundation."

Hearing the word "toxic", Roy's face turned pale.

"No wonder it allows me to relax for a day. Before the death row prisoner is executed, he also has a decapitation meal."

No matter how indifferent he was to the dangers of the Green Grass Trial on the surface, out of his nature of self-protection, he was repelled from drinking these highly toxic substances in his heart.

"Don't worry, kid, your current physique is enough to withstand the toxicity of the prodrug." Leisuo took a panoramic view of his expression and spoke with rare encouragement, "Apart from the short-term pain, it will It will never leave you with any sequelae, this is the conclusion of countless tests."

"If I drink this, I will be able to pass the Green Grass Trial in the future?" Roy raised the transparent glass bottle to the light and suddenly discovered that the Green Grass Trial premedicine was not as single in color or form as ordinary potions. purely.

Instead, it is filled with dense algae-like and parasite-like green filaments. The whole body appears turbid and heavy black, and is thick and thick, making people feel panicked.

“How can there be absolute truth in everything in the world?” Leisuo said truthfully, “I can only tell you that once you get through this slow and painful process, your chances of surviving the Green Grass Trial will be much greater in the future. Increase."

"How painful will it be?" Roy took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Did you know that women give birth to children?"

"Why do you ask?"

"According to the test records of Visgaderi, taking the prodrug is about as painful as giving birth to a baby..."

Roy fell silent, automatically blocking the phrase "women give birth to children" in his mind. He began to doubt whether he could hold on.

A willpower of 5.8 and a physique of 5.5, which are higher than ordinary people? should be no problem?

"The Viper Academy has not produced new blood for nearly twenty years. If the Green Grass Trial fails again this time..."

Lesuo's tone gradually lowered, and he placed a warm and thick palm on his shoulder, which seemed to contain some magical power and quickly calmed him down. "So, I hope you will have the courage to drink the pre-drug."

"Actually, according to the original plan, your first use of prodrugs will be half a year later," Lei Suo also had doubts in his eyes, "Maybe you are a bit too precocious, and your physical fitness has reached my standards half a year ahead of schedule."

Of course Roy knows the reason. Ordinary people don't have attribute points.

"Don't bear too much psychological burden. I'll give you two more days to prepare."

"Can I not drink it?"

"Huh?"

"I'm kidding." Roy forced a smile, and a little color returned to his face. Things had come to this point, and there was no room for regret. Besides, this was originally part of his plan. He chose to hunt. No matter how painful the journey of being a demon is, you must persevere.

The prodrug can increase the survival rate of the Green Grass Trial, how can you not drink it?

"You don't need to wait two more days, it's today."

Under the care of the witcher, Roy took out a potion and shook it gently, but he did not take it immediately~IndoMTL.com~. Instead, he squatted on the ground and began to meditate, eliminate distracting thoughts, and relax his body and mind.

Half an hour later, his energy was fully restored. He glanced at the clock in the room to mark the time. With a "pop" sound, he calmly opened the cork and drank it in one gulp without blinking!

In an instant, three strong flavors of bitter, fishy, ​​and salty took over his palate. ,

It's like swallowing oysters, raw pork, and fresh earthy herbs in one gulp, even if the medicine just slips between the lips, teeth, and tongue, and directly enters the esophagus and stomach. The weird taste still lingers in your mouth forever.

His facial features were wrinkled, his fists were tightly curled in front of his chest, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.

The effect of the medicine begins now.

The liquid fermented in the mouth for a moment, and then rushed into the brain along the nasal cavity. Roy felt like he had hit a wall head-on. He was momentarily confused, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. His sitting and meditative posture was instantly interrupted. Scattered, fell to the ground.

What’s even more frightening is that the liquid produces some kind of strange chemical reaction in the stomach, releasing a huge amount of heat, and the chest and abdomen become extremely hot, as if there is a stove burning him, trying to cook him. , scorched, burned to ashes.

The instinct of his body made him claw desperately at the cold and hard ground, rolling left and right to dissipate the heat. He closed his eyes tightly and his face became red and tense, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

After another moment, the pain finally reached the extreme. He suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, and a horrifying hoarse cry came from his throat. The neck, temples, and thick blood vessels were unusually bulging and twisted.

The witcher squatted beside him, his expression unchanged throughout the process, but there was a hint of memory in his amber pupils.

"Hold on, little devil, the longer you endure, the more painful it is, the greater the reward will be."