My Past Life Simulator

   Chapter 110 109 [Accidental Advanced Potion]

  【Energy Potion: The whole process is made by hand, because of a beautiful accident. After drinking it, you can quickly restore the mental and physical strength of the heyday. (Note: You can only use one bottle per day. The energy recovered by the medicine will fall into a state of kidney deficiency after being exhausted again, and the duration will be 24 hours.)]

   "Feel like your body is being hollowed out?"

   From the effect point of view, it is great!

   is just a side effect, it kinda makes men look dull.

   Of course, no harm done.

   "Definitely an advanced potion!"

   He never thought that because of poverty, he had no choice but to reconcile the trauma medicine with his bare hands, and a tube of medicine that could restore mental and physical strength was born.

It’s not that the    coalition government doesn’t sell stamina medicines. Those things are intermediate medicines, and the recovery effect is not good, but they are still sought after by many warriors and men.

   Anyone who understands understands!

   And because of a beautiful and unexpected energy potion, the approximate attribute given by the talent [Ling Vision+] is to quickly restore the spirit and physical strength of the heyday.

   Just a physical affix is ​​enough to make the energy potion popular in Sanchuan City, and is sought after by countless middle-aged and elderly men. What's more, there is also a spiritual affix, under double recovery, not only 1+1=2.

   "Grass, a plant!"

  He wants to get rich.

   "No, no, no, continue to make and see if I can get another tube of energy potion. If I can do it, with continuous and stable production, the pit father's physique will be resolved in a short time."

  He Zhao sat in front of the medicine table, closed his eyes and carefully recalled every step in the preparation of the medicine, making sure that nothing was missed.

"Start!"

  He reconciled the "trauma potion" step by step according to the previous actions.

   About half an hour later, a new tube of potion was released.

  【Energy Potion:】

The    properties are exactly the same as the one just now.

  【Pharmacy: 14/1000 (Xiaocheng)】

   "What was the wrong step of mine that caused the accident?"

   After saying that, he resumed his work.

   Five and a half hours passed in a flash.

  Meanwhile, it was dawn.

  【Pharmacy: 135/1000 (Xiaocheng)】

   After changing the method of making potions many times, or directly failing to blow the tube, or producing trauma potions, or the purity of the energy potion is not enough, he finally came to a conclusion.

  Before the preparations for the blending potions, the powders and juices of several medicinal materials did not meet the standards for trauma potions. In addition, the refining furnace was unstable and the techniques were different.

  Under the superposition of various factors, the energy potion costing 10 gold yuan was born in an extremely unexpected way.

   Of course, there must be some kind of magical effect of the talent [Diligence and Complementary].

   Otherwise, even if you get his recipe, every step of the blending process will not be successful.

   In other words, the energy potion belongs to He Zhao alone.

   "The coalition government, and even ninety-nine percent of the pharmacists, have gone the wrong way!"

   If it wasn't for the rudimentary equipment, He Zhao might not be able to mix up the energy potion by accident.

  It is ironic that a rookie who did not even get the pharmacist qualification certificate, but he personally prepared his own high-level medicine.

  Unfortunately, most of the pharmacists now have almost no habit of making potions with their hands, and all use various special machines to assist themselves in mixing.

  No wonder that at the beginning of the industry, all kinds of new pharmacies were in a state of blowout, and senior pharmacists walked all over the place. The further down the road, the more the industry withered, and there are no new medicines. At most, the cost will be reduced, and the efficacy of the medicine will be reduced by the way.

  When making medicine, a pharmacist who relies on machinery most of the time can really have a senior pharmacist?

   "None of my business!"

   "If I have the energy potion in hand, my previous vision may not be impossible. But the premise is that the master behind the black market is really a high-level warrior."

   "Call—"

   took a deep breath, and he poured all the failed potions and the finished products made in the two nights into the sewer.

   "Three tubes of energy potion are the contents of the next transaction."

   An unknown drugstore owner suddenly shuddered in his sleep.

  night, He Zhao woke up from the bed.

   During the day, he was a weak boy, and when night fell, he was not weaker than the so-called reserve, even far beyond.

  【Strength: 10.4】

  【Physique: 10.5】

  【Agility: 10.3】

   One thing you must know, a reserve with a physique of 15 points does not mean that the strength and agility are also at 15 points.

  Except for a few talented people, the strength and agility of most people will not be lower than half of 15 points of physique.

   Moreover, the physical fitness is strong, but the fatal weakness is still unavoidable.

   Even if the physique reaches 100 points, the head is smashed, and the heart is pierced, wouldn't it still die?

   Besides, a group of reservists who have never seen blood, fighting with the battle-hardened He Zhao, are simply courting death.

  “锵——”

  He Zhao took out a steel sword that shone with cold light from under the bed.

   This is the first time when he accompanied the school to find a young lady, the second generation of rich bought it and gave it to him.

  If not, why do you think you agreed to go together in your previous life?

   "Good sword."

   Wasn't he deliberately praising that Daxuan belonged to a feudal dynasty, and no matter how high-energy technology develops, it is more powerful than a technological world?

   Even if this sword is placed in the real world, it is still made by a master, and the price is destined not to be too cheap.

   "The most common alloy sword, the blade gives me the feeling that it is enough to cut into the flesh of an alien beast."

   "There are still six hours, let's make some more potions."

   In the early morning, twelve tubes of energy medicine were released.

  He Zhao hid the sword under the windbreaker, dressed up and went to the black market.

   After two days of fermentation, the shop owner must have discovered that his trauma medicine is different.

   Firearms?

  Don't make trouble, that thing is a controlled product at any time. Once found, a tactical team will quickly arrive at your door and break in.

   Besides, where can a sick child get a gun?

   Pushed open the door, he laughed at himself for his disguise, if Shenyin could still use it, why should he be so careful.

   "Om—"

   An invisible force immediately filled his body, distorting everyone's perception of his identity.

   At the same time, the spirit became slightly sluggish.

  “???”

  Wait a while, Shenyin actually works!

"Snapped!"

   He Zhao slapped his thigh, Shenyin was a special state in which he refined the fake into the real with the "Returning the Truth" and fixed it on his body. It is equivalent to a consumption-type talent, which can be driven by Qi and motivated by spirit.

   "Unfortunately, the Iron Law of Murder cannot be faked, only an auxiliary iron law can be made."

   About an hour later, I entered the bar full of people, stepped on the spiral downward stairs, and came to the black market again.

   He was walking in the underground passage, looking at the familiar medicine store, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he stepped in with his feet raised.

  Boss, I hope you can hold on when the price is negotiated later.

   "Anyone? I want to get back the trauma medicine that a skinny little boy sold here last time."

   Talking about business, where is there any reason to ask for help?

   Not only have to stand to make money, but also have to make the customer kneel on the ground, begging him to pay for it! !

   (end of this chapter)