I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

For former Xiahai painters, the way to express their respect is to paint the people they respect and like.

Yes, it is like that.

Poor Chen Feng still doesn't understand that without his knowledge, he has been tacitly assumed to be a girl, and his gender has been reversed 180 degrees.

"I'll keep it a secret!"

Ying Lili's expression was very serious, but she was still a little nervous in her heart. Even facing her own mother, she tried to ask: "That...can you introduce me?"

"Of course... I don't know! It depends on the teacher himself, I will try my best."

A little joy surfaced in her heart, Ying Lili was afraid that her mother would change her mind, so she hurriedly said: "I'm going to rush to finish the draft."

"Well, remember to rest early after rushing."

Sayuri on the balcony hung up the phone, shook the snow off her body, opened the closed glass door behind her and walked in.

At this time, Sayuri realized that Chen Feng was not drawing or writing a manuscript, but was sitting upright at the table, with a pile of strangely colored soil and ingredients beside him.

He was in a state of high concentration, his eyes fixed on the cup in his hand for gargling, and a lot of sticky mud had been stirred into the cup.

Blinking her eyes, Sayuri looked over curiously, but she didn't want to disturb Chen Feng's work. Although the curiosity in her heart was constantly impacting her will, Sayuri still resisted the idea of ​​asking.

It's not too late to ask after Feng Jun is done.

Sayuri thought so.

Chen Feng's other hand held a funnel made of white paper, which contained some non-Newtonian liquid. The arm hanging in the air was very stable, and it didn't shake like ordinary people at all.

When a trace of the non-Newtonian liquid inside him gushed out, he immediately pulled the hand holding the paper funnel aside, preferring that the excess dripped on the table and the floor, rather than spilling a trace into the cup.

About half an hour later, the mouthwash cup in front of Chen Feng has been filled with a lot of messy things, some are soil, some are liquid, and some are ingredients.

Sayuri had black lines, because Chen Feng's behavior reminded her of the operation of European alchemists in the Middle Ages to prepare potions.

From a certain level, she guessed correctly, Chen Feng was dispensing medicine, but what he was dispensing was not a medicine that could be explained by science.

In the next few seconds, Sayuri not far behind Chen Feng witnessed a very wonderful scene.

The cups in the hotel have a capacity of about 200ml, and they are already filled to the brim. If you are not careful, the contents of the cup will overflow, polluting the whole table in a mess. It seems that after adding the permafrost powder that was pried from outside the door, the contents of the cup began to shrink miraculously!

This process takes less than 3 seconds, but it gives people a sense of sight that a cup of clear water evaporates quickly after being boiled.

But...is there a fire?

Saiduri looked down, but did not see any signs of flames.

So why does such a full cup shrink like crazy?

Chen Feng also stared intently at the changes in the contents of the cup, until the color of these liquid-like but not liquid-like things gradually changed, shrinking into a purple thick liquid of less than 10ml, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking out the syringe he carried with him and carefully inhaling all the liquid inside, Chen Feng began to tidy up the messy tabletop.

A wet towel was handed over from his left side just right. There was a moment of surprise on his face, and then he quickly regained his composure.

"Thanks."

"It's okay." Sayuri took part in cleaning up the stains and asked, "What is Feng Jun doing?"

"Xiaoxiaodi... do an experiment?"

Chen Feng answered with interrogative sentences. It seems that he himself was quite skeptical about such an answer. He lowered his head and wiped the dried mud. A lot came out, and this was one of them, and the only way I could find a way to make it out of existing materials."

He didn't understand what many of the ingredients in the so-called "boosting" and "flying" medicine formulas in his head were. In many formulas, he even doubted whether the ingredients of the formulas existed in this world.

The Essence Stone of the Moon, the Body Fluid of the Elf, the Stone Tablet that Records Thousands of Years...

What are these things?

But in the end, Chen Feng still found a potion that he seems to be able to make, because the materials needed are very simple, most of them are some ingredients, specific frozen soil, and gold fragments. The difficulty is that the proportion is extremely strict. Fortunately, Chen Feng himself is a body measuring device, otherwise he really couldn't do it without the relevant equipment.

"I don't quite understand what can bring people back to their heyday." Chen Feng shook his head, "But I did it anyway, and it succeeded."

"Ah...ah?"

Sayuri was also confused. Is there such a powerful potion in the world? So wouldn't it be possible to achieve superhuman per capita without weakening one's own physical level due to injury?

After thinking about it, Sayuri can only think of a medicine that may, probably, and barely have some of the effects described by Chen Feng--the hallucinogen.

But Sayuri felt that something was wrong, which company's hallucinogens would be made of frozen soil? Besides, according to her understanding of biochemistry, it seems that there is no chemical formula that will make the liquid change color continuously, and condense into bits without heating.

I always feel that this thing is not simple.

"Whether it will work or not is yet to be determined."

"Maybe try it with animals?"

"According to the information in my brain, this thing is only effective for humans."

"That's a pity..."

Sayuri lost her mind. After all, the whole process of this thing is very magical, and the reliability can be improved a little bit, but if it is not a critical moment, who would want to test it on herself?

Chen Feng washed the dirty towel, took out the tiny syringe filled with purple viscous liquid from his arms, and said lightly:

"A person will only take effect once."

Well, this sentence made Sayuri shut up, who originally wanted to mention that she should be an experimental subject first. It seems that the idea of ​​being an experimental subject by herself is no longer feasible.

In fact, Sayuri didn't know, even if she really mentioned this matter, Chen Feng would not agree.

No, when Chen Feng saw Sayuri who was about to move, he thought of something in his heart and asked:

"Miss Sayuri, do you want to try?"

"Well... I originally had this idea."

Since he was asked by Chen Feng, it meant that Chen Feng must have guessed what he was thinking, and Sayuri did not hide it, but admitted it openly.

"Mr. Feng, you are preparing for possible dangers, aren't you? If you can determine the effect, it can be regarded as a reference."

Chen Feng stuffed things into the weapon box silently, and he didn't understand why this thing could be defined as a 'weapon'.

"It is not recommended." Chen Feng poured cold water on Sayuri and explained: "There are two reasons why I said that a person can only use it once. One of them is because there is a high probability of death after using it. Of course, even if After surviving, the effect will indeed not take effect again."

His slender index finger pointed to his forehead.

"If you use it rashly, you will only lose more. I like to gamble, but I don't like to gamble."