Chapter 010 Pharmacist Lv1, Dawn Potion

"Clang~~"

Seeing the crucible lid beating more and more violently, Gawain suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly pressed a spare triangular stone on it. In an instant, the crucible became quiet.

"Huh~~"

Gawain let out a long breath and said fearfully: "I didn't expect that there would be illusions when refining the potion."

He shook his head and began to wait silently.

Half an hour later, Gawain turned off the oil lamp, picked up a silver deer soaked in water with two fingers, and suddenly opened the lid with his left hand. He saw that there was not a drop of water in the crucible, and only half of the pot was left churning. size bubbles.

As the bubbles bubbled, they gradually spread towards the edge of the pot, like goblins eager to escape.

Gawain saw the opportunity and quickly threw the silver deer into the crucible.

"Ah~~~"

As a scream rang out, the churning bubbles quickly collapsed, and within a few breaths, turned into a shallow layer of dark red liquid in the crucible.

Crystal clear and eye-catching color.

"Success!"

Although he was mentally prepared, Gawain was still overjoyed when he succeeded in refining the extraordinary potion for the first time. He quickly took the prepared glass bottle and carefully collected the liquid.

Finally collected a small bottle full.

Looking at the [Body Potion] in his hand, a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"I wonder how much physical strength can be increased?"

Gawain licked the corners of his dry mouth, full of expectation. The glass bottle did not seem to be hot when he touched it, so he raised his head and drank the whole potion. The taste was not bitter, but a little sweet, a little pure, and... It has the texture of fresh milk.

“It tastes okay.”

He clicked his tongue, feeling that his body was too tired, so he went back to the bedroom without cleaning up and fell asleep.

...

When Gawain woke up again, it was already the next morning. Apart from a slight sense of hunger, he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. I don't know if it was an illusion. He felt that his strength had indeed increased.

As soon as the thought occurred, a light blue panel appeared on the retina.

[Physique]: 0.9

[Skills]: Pharmacist lv1 (72%); Archery lv2 (8%) +

...

"Physique has increased by 0.2, which is close to that of an ordinary adult."

"If it were any other teenager, it would take at least one or two years of painful knight training to achieve the 0.2 effect. And the level 5 herbalist skill is directly converted into the level 1 [pharmacist], and there is still a progress of up to 72%, which is not bad good."

"It is indeed an extraordinary potion, it is indeed powerful."

Gawain nodded with satisfaction. This was just [black bear bile]. If it were replaced by other bears, or even monster bears, it would definitely be able to produce higher quality physical potions.

Although wizards value mental strength more, a higher physical fitness is also an advantage. After all, physical fitness not only represents physical strength, but also includes strength and agility.

It is the comprehensive data of the body.

Moreover, there is still some [black bear bile] left, and there should be two servings. By then, the physique should exceed 1, reaching the level of an ordinary adult man.

"make persistent efforts!"

Gawain ate some of the remaining white bread and entered the underground chamber again.

The second dose of body medicine, success!

The third dose of body potion failed!

"Cough cough cough~~"

"How come?"

As soon as Gawain opened the lid of the crucible, he saw a stream of black smoke directly covering his head. The fishy smell almost made him faint. He slapped hard and coughed hard, tears streaming down his face, and he almost coughed out his lungs.

It lasted for more than ten minutes before the smoke on his face slowly dissipated.

"It's terrible!"

Gawain breathed heavily, a little frightened.

He didn't expect that it was just a failure in refining the medicine, but there would be such a weird change. If the failure continued, he was a little worried that he would be suffocated, poisoned, or even lose his life.

Gawain sat stunned for a long time, still unable to find the reason for the failure in refining the medicine, but he was vaguely aware that it might be due to lack of mental strength.

With his current level of mental power, it may not be enough to continuously refine physical potions.

"I raised you up!"

Gawain silently reflected and felt that the side effects of failure in refining the medicine might be because he was an ordinary person, refining extraordinary medicine with a mortal body.

It's a bit forced after all.

"Fortunately, I managed to get a bottle."

Gawain picked up the constitution potion and drank it without hesitation. Then he returned to the yard to wash up several times and hurried to the Golden Fleece Tavern.

When I came back, I carried a bunch of ingredients and held a small clay pot with hot fresh monkey brains in my arms.

At this point, all the materials for refining [Dawn Potion] have been collected.

but.

Gawain did not refine it immediately, but first soaked the fresh monkey brain in strong pine wine, returned to the bedroom and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already late at night.

He went to the kitchen to fry a steak, cooked himself half a bowl of vegetable soup, poured a glass of ale, took two pieces of fresh white bread, and ate it happily.

After eating and drinking enough, Gawain glanced at the krypton gold panel and found that his constitution had become 1.

"The first time it increased my constitution by 0.2, and the second time it only increased by 0.1. It seems that the effect of the constitution medicine is halved successively. In this way, the body medicine made from black bear bile has little effect on me."

"I wonder what the bile of other bears is like?"

Gawain rubbed his chin, thinking that he could refine [Physical Potion] and sell it in the future to earn gold dragons and silver deer, but there was no market now, and even if there was a potion, he could not find a buyer.

What if the church found out.

Instead, it would bring danger.

"The gain is not worth the loss, let's play it safe for now!"

Gawain stopped thinking about it, touched his bulging belly, picked up the monkey brain, and walked towards the underground secret room with the oil lamp. Now he was full of energy and strength.

It was time to refine [Dawn Potion] in one go.

Dawn Potion was a little more complicated than Physical Potion.

But.

Everything was like a natural outcome. At the moment before the sun rose, Gawain finally refined the potion, and his long-cherished wish came true. At this moment, he did not feel tired at all, but excited.

He put the light blue potion into a glass bottle, walked out of the secret room quickly, stood in the yard, and raised the glass in his hand high towards the dawn in the east:

"This cup, to the dawn!"

He grinned, as if he was performing a mysterious ritual, and poured the light blue potion into his mouth.

"Boom!!!"

The potion exploded in his mouth, and a cool air rushed straight to his forehead. Gawain's mind was briefly blank, and his body fell straight back with a muffled sound.

When Gawain regained consciousness, a strong stabbing pain appeared in his mind. He held his head with both hands and clenched his teeth hard, but the stabbing pain was like a wave, one wave higher than the other.

"Ah~~"

Gawain groaned and rolled in the yard in pain. His forehead was bulging with veins, his teeth were almost broken, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The pain was simply indescribable, as if it hurt to the bone marrow.

The pain went into the soul!

But he endured it and did not dare to shout out loud, for fear of attracting the attention of the church.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"