Chapter 82

In Audrey's heart, there has always been such a potential cognition, the colorful lizard dragon = the pituitary gland of the colorful lizard dragon = palm-sized, soft surface with a feeling of hills and valleys, and an extraordinary material that keeps changing colors.

So, what does this have to do with the three-meter-long, knee-high behemoth in front of you?

For a moment, she was a little dazed, and she woke up when she heard Susie's cry, and said to the housekeeper pretending to be satisfied:

"It's just the taxidermy I need."

"Well... it's just a little bit bigger than I thought, just a little bit."

"You lead the servants to move them to the warehouse, and I will study them in my free time."

"Yes, miss!" The butler immediately ordered the servants who were peeping at the master to work.

Audrey looked around, without further words, led Susie into the study in the main house of the manor, and left all the maids she brought outside under the pretext of concentrating on writing a reply to her brother.

When it is dissected, it will be two parts of the pituitary gland of the colorful lizard dragon... One part is used to exchange the spinal fluid of the Falsman rabbit, which can be prepared into a bottle of "Mind Reader" potion... Audrey gradually got rid of the pain just now. Astonished and bewildered, he began to think about how to promote Susie.

At this time, she thought of a serious problem.

That is, she didn't know whether Susie had digested the potion or not!

If it hasn't been fully digested, taking the "Mind Reader" potion can easily lead to loss of control... She is no better than a human being, she can survive by force, wait a minute, she managed to survive the first time! Moreover, her current IQ is no worse than that of a ten-year-old child. She, she is already learning the words in Loen language. She said that she wants to read newspapers, magazines, and books... Audrey was silent for a few seconds, and then squatted down. On the side, the unknown golden retriever glanced:

"Susie, have you completely digested the potion?"

"Digestion?" Su Qian asked doubtfully.

Audrey had already told her that what she had taken before was a potion, and told her not to tell others, and animals with certain intelligence, such as don't bark, don't meow.

Audrey nodded heavily and slowly:

"It's a very wonderful and unique feeling. It seems that something illusory in the body is broken and integrated with your own spirit. You can vaguely see one after another illusory stars,

And you yourself belong to one of them. These stars are attracted to each other, and they seem to want to merge into one. "

After listening quietly, Susie replied briskly:

"Then I should have digested it thoroughly. I have felt similar."

ah? Has Susie completely digested the "spectator" potion? But, but, no one taught her how to act! At most, I remind her occasionally to observe more and calm down... Audrey asked in amazement:

"When did you digest it?"

"Last month, last month, or earlier..." Susie tried hard to recall for a while, and seeing the owner's expression getting weirder, she hurriedly wagged her tail and added timidly, "I don't remember clearly." ...I'm just a dog, I won't try to remember these things, woof."

It's just a dog... But your digestion progress is only a little slower than mine... Could it be that when I communicate with other Extraordinary people in the future, I will say that I am better than a dog when it comes to digesting potions... Bah, oh Delly what are you thinking! Audrey maintained an elegant smile, and complimented politely:

"Very well, I mean, you've done a good job digesting the potion."

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After returning from Leppard's place, Klein took a leisurely nap.

But it didn't take long before he was awakened by phantom and disturbing pleading sounds.

male? Mister "The Hanged Man", or little "Sun"? Is there finally a main ingredient for my potion? Klein carefully discerned for a few seconds, quickly forgot the anger of being disturbed, got up quickly, took four steps backwards, and entered above the gray mist.

He found that the crimson star that symbolized "The Hanged Man" was shrinking and expanding, so he stretched out his hand, spread his spirituality, and touched the past.

After the customary honor of the Fool, "The Hanged Man" prayed:

"...I have already collected the spinal fluid of the evil-striped black panther and the marrow crystals of the spring of elves. Please allow me to hold the sacrificial ceremony, and please pass it on to Mr. World."

The progress is fast... "The Hanged Man" said that there will be a grand meeting among pirates recently. It seems that it is not the latest, but now... He always speaks in a somewhat secretive way, not telling the truth... Klein is insignificant He nodded knowingly and said:

"Can."

After a simple sacrificial ceremony, Alger resisted the urge in his heart, and did not ask Mister Fool whether the planetarium beside Cattleya, the Admiral of the Stars, was related to him.

At this time, Klein had already left him behind, and was admiring the two extraordinary materials placed on the surface of the long bronze table.

The spinal fluid of the evil-striped black panther is a tube of seemingly transparent liquid, but if you observe carefully, you will find that its clarification is also layered. thoughts of the sick.

The medullary crystal of the Fairy Spring is similar to a faded egg. The shell seems to be very thin, and it may break if touched. You can hear the sound of running water inside without shaking it.

"It should be possible to get three hundred pounds in cash and clues to the formula from the pharmacist... My 'magician' is only short of the real root and juice of the Misty Treant. I don't know when the little 'sun' will be able to complete the task... Klein thought expectantly.

As for other auxiliary materials, he has already bought them in different stores. For example, water-shaped gemstones need to be bought at jewelry stores and ground into powder by himself. A 5-gram piece weighs about 2 and a half pounds.

Derrick the "Sun" didn't keep Klein waiting for too long. On Wednesday evening, he prayed in a low voice, telling Mister Fool that he had prepared the real root and juice of the Misty Treant, and asked him to pass it on to "World ".

The real rhizome of the Misty Treant is heart-shaped, brown, palm-sized, wrinkled on the front, like the skin of an old man, and smooth and delicate on the back, like a gem. It is expanding and shrinking slightly, and seems to have some vitality.

Its juice is light green and crystal clear, which looks delicious at first sight.

Klein just looked at them like that, feeling a little complacent.

In the contemporary era, Sequence 7 is the threshold of the middle sequence.

This means that Extraordinary finally bid farewell to the state of being better than ordinary people in some aspects, and will have relatively rich extraordinary abilities!

Phew... Klein exhaled slowly, returned to the bedroom, and brought the extraordinary material into the real world in the way of summoning himself.

He didn't prepare extra utensils, and after scrubbing the iron stew pot in the kitchen several times, he began to prepare the potion in the order of auxiliary first and main body.

With the "clown"'s control over the body, he quickly completed the prelude, and successively put the spinal fluid of the evil-striped black panther and the real roots of the misty treant into it.

Nourish!

Amidst the teeth-stinging voice, a light white mist rose suddenly, and was forcibly pulled back into the iron pot by an invisible force.

When everything calmed down, Klein quickly poured out the liquid inside, pouring every drop into the transparent glass bottle he had prepared long ago.

The liquid is quite special, as if there are always fireworks blooming in it, red, orange, yellow, green and other colors are constantly spreading out, disappearing, and appearing again and again.

This is the "magician" potion!

Klein sandwiched the 1 pound gold coin between the thumb and index finger of his left hand, bounced it up, and spread his palm to catch it.

He is using divination to confirm whether the potion he prepared was successful!

Snapped!

The gold coin falls, and the portrait faces up, expressing affirmation!

Klein didn't hesitate any longer, put away the gold coins, took the potion, and walked out of the kitchen.

At this time, the sky was dark, the gas lamp in the room had not been lit, and the surroundings were pitch black, with only a little light from outside near the oriel window, creating a gloomy scene.

Klein sat down on the sofa, calmed down the throbbing in his heart through meditation, and kept all emotions away from himself for a short time.

After finishing all this, he took the tall glass bottle, tilted his neck, and drank the "magician" potion.

grunt! grunt!

The icy potion went all the way down the throat, with countless bubbles bursting all the time.

Klein was experiencing this kind of stimulation, and suddenly a huge flow of information poured into his mind, turning into fireworks blooming one after another.

The blue veins on his forehead were bulging and protruding, and his head seemed to be bursting, bursting!

However, this is not a difficult state for Klein. The terrifying raving before entering the gray fog and the evil roar of the "True Creator" are much more terrifying than this.

"Honakis...Freguera...Honakis...Freguera...Honakis...Freguera..."

The misty and illusory temptation reverberated again. Klein's head swelled and shrank, and he gradually recovered his thoughts. He began to consciously restrain his thoughts, outline the ball of light, and gradually approached the meditative state.

After an unknown period of time, his sight recovered, and at the same time he felt itchy all over his body, especially his arms.

Klein hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, and was shocked to see that the skin on one of his arms was deeply wrinkled, like a centenarian, while the other lost its color and became transparent, allowing him to directly see the blood vessels, muscles, and veins inside.

Is this... still a little out of control? No, there shouldn't be any, this is the residual effect... Klein sat in the darkness, on the sofa, leaning forward, watching the abnormality of his arms vigilantly, as if a monster was being bred there.

He heard the sound of pedestrians passing by on the street outside, heard Mrs. Starling welcoming her husband who had returned for more than half an hour late, and heard Mr. Summer complaining that there were too many carriages on the street and the road was too narrow, causing congestion.

And all of this had nothing to do with Klein. He sat quietly on the sofa deep in the darkness, watching the wrinkled skin and transparent state of his arms recover bit by bit.

Five or six minutes later, everything was finally back to normal, and Klein sighed silently:

"Fortunately, no one came to knock on the door and ring the bell at this time... I chose to be promoted after I completely digested the potion of Sequence 8. There are such serious residual effects. Those Extraordinary who rely on time to polish, if they want to pass this level , it must be quite difficult.”

"No wonder the captain spent nine years..."

"It's no wonder the owner of the Dragon Bar, the former captain of the Punisher, Swain, has never dared to take the Sequence 7'Voyager' potion..."

After sitting still for more than ten seconds, Klein slowly stood up.

At this moment, he is already a Extraordinary in the middle sequence.

At this moment, he is already a "magician".

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