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It's not that it's not a technical problem like the inability to figure out the procedural circle depiction, but the key problem is the attitude of the first three rows of the pharmacists association when it meets.

Vested interests are always the most reactionary, and there is also a tradition of rotting in the first three rows, His Royal Highness Chamberlain did not use low-level pharmacists to elevate the mass base of the Pharmacists Association, nor did he mobilize senior pharmacists to break away from the appeal of the Pharmacists Association, and the most important thing is that he did not want to die young, so he could only nest in the laboratory and continue to work on the improvement of medicines.

Therefore, after the strong endurance potion entered the list of royal munitions, there were three enhanced types of power, awakening, and agility into the ranks of munitions one after another, for which His Royal Highness Chamberlain accepted twelve new apprentices, saw Tian'er to deal with raw materials for him, and also transferred several intermediate pharmacists from the royal laboratory, like donkeys on a grinding plate, turning in circles to dispense medicines.

In fact, twelve apprentices are still too few, and the Demon Martial Academy really wants to send him a few more students, after all, His Royal Highness Chamberlain's efficiency in improving a potion formula in a few days is really terrifying, and coming to a few students to learn it will be of great help to improve the comprehensive strength of the academy.

However, His Royal Highness Chamberlain did not dare to choose the thirteenth, and did not even dare to play such a small trick as skipping the 13th to call the 14th, or changing the 13th to F or M.

After all, before the establishment of the sect, His Royal Highness Chamberlain was still quite inferior, he didn't think that there was a light in the back of his head, he was worth as much as thirty silver coins, and at the same time had the belief of Brother Chun.

Today, the Pharmacists Association held a senior pharmacist experience exchange meeting, and sent a post to Chamberlain three days earlier, with a red invitation and gilded words, which was extraordinary.

Chamberlain didn't want to go, after all, he was now also the master of thousands of gold coins a minute, how could he be compared to the straw bags of those who were called masters with a dispensing failure rate of 70 percent?

It's too bad.

But think about it, forget it, it is a bit too obvious to directly refuse this forced pretend, not deadly enough, he has to let these straw bales see with their own eyes what is called invisible pretending to be the most deadly, so he took the cute Sir Humphrey, and swayed to the Pharmacists Association in a small carriage.

"The old man recently got a potion recipe from the ancient elves, but he still couldn't figure out the true purpose of this formula, so he dared to invite you to come and help crack it. An old pedant with gray hair stood on the podium and said in a hoarse voice, as a recipe in Ancient Elven script appeared behind him.

The old pedant looked distressed, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes: "The old bone elf literary attainments are not high, and you can only see the three raw materials in it. ”

Chamberlain nodded, and shook his head again, this is really a stage for pretending to be forced and counter-pretending, financial resources, knowledge is all-encompassing, although the elixir of the ancient elves is rare, but it is also taken out to pretend to be effective, many medicinal materials are now extinct, what do you match? But the literati, this is what you eat, you don't know how to spit fire, Sanskrit and other out-of-the-way languages, how can you pretend to be forced in the years when the literacy rate is less than 5 percent? How dare you call a master?

His Royal Highness Chamberlain before was obviously a person with great master potential, so he studied pharmacy while studying ancient elven scripts, relying on the rich resources of the royal family, and did not dare to say that he was alone in the world, but it was enough to pretend to be forced at this stage, after all, this kind of writing is not even used by the elves themselves now.

"I heard that His Highness Chamberlain is proficient in ancient elven writing, why don't you let His Highness Chamberlain tell us about it?" A very young voice came, focusing everyone's eyes on Chamberlain, it was obvious that this was a person who looked at Chamberlain very unpleasantly.

Chamberlain turned his head to look over, this thing he knew, named Tim, one of Frederick's doglegs, a thirty-three-year-old senior pharmacist, it can be said that the potential is unlimited, and several pharmacists around him are obviously coaxing, and they keep nodding their heads while talking.

A real man can't say no.

So His Royal Highness Chamberlain stood up, walked to the podium, and said with a humble smile: "Then I will be ugly, but I said in advance, I will only learn lightly, if there is anything wrong, please don't hesitate to correct it." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the expressions of the people below, and began to explain as soon as he turned around: "The first raw material is a very common Carrelar tiger whip, but there are strict age requirements and growth environment requirements, it must be wild one hundred and thirty-eight years old, and the Carrelar Tiger at this stage is the peak of its prime, and it is also the strongest time, and the effect of medicine is the best." ”

"Second ......"

His Royal Highness Chamberlain scolded Fang Xuan on the podium, but the more he spoke, the more he felt that something was wrong, the types and proportions of this medicinal material were so familiar to him, and the inferior strong pills that he criticized in the alchemy room back then seemed to be this way.

This is a special medicine of tigers and wolves, and I don't pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang at all, and if my strength is a little lower, it will be the end of X's death, this is poison, right?

However, he didn't expect that with his explanation, the eyes of the pharmacists below lit up, and they stared like bells: "This is definitely a secret medicine, wonderful, wonderful." ”

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful, with it, the heirs of the great nobles will increase a lot. ”

"Your Highness, explain quickly, this will definitely contribute to the entire alliance and even the entire plane!"

You turtles haven't even seen a real pill of strength? You used to use that kind of garbage to the extreme, and it didn't have any effect except for fun? Barbarian! All of them were barbarians!

Looking at the group of people below excitedly taking notes, Chamberlain looked disdainful, and finally concluded about this medicine: "This is not so much a potion to help the bloodline strong keep more heirs, but a dose of poison, if you eat it, even the peak of the Holy Domain will instantly fall to the primary level of the Holy Domain, and it is even possible to die directly." ”

"Hmph, for some strong people with noble bloodlines and difficult heirs, as long as they can leave enough good and enough descendants, what can they do if they sacrifice a few people?" a pharmacist sneered, winning the approval of the pharmacists.

Elephants can't give birth to rats anymore, Chamberlain's "queen mother" has been in the palace for a long time, and she gave birth to two children, which is still from a noble family, if a dick silk with mud legs in the early years counterattacked and became a holy area, it is basically the same as cutting off children and grandchildren.

"Although there are a few rare medicinal herbs here, fortunately, there are no extinct ones, so let's do an experiment here. Chamberlain grinned, "Anyway, if this thing is taken out and sold, it has to be tested and demonstrated, and I will pay for this medicinal material." ”

Everyone agreed with a bang, completely ignoring the face of the one who took out this prescription.

Chamberlain glanced at the past, black as the bottom of a pot.