Although the beast tide has passed, the psychological shadow of the residents of Silk City has not yet dissipated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This shadow does not come from the fight with the beast, but from the strange green mist.

It was the middle of the second month, but the northern suburbs of Silk City and the west wall of Silk Outer City were still forbidden places. The green fog has dissipated, but no one can say whether there is any danger there, if you don't die, you won't die, cherish life, and stay away from the virus.

Of course, the culprit Wang Dongxing was also isolated by the citizens, and the things he mastered were no less lethal and destructive than a nuclear bomb button, how could such a strange virus not be afraid? Even the two deputy city lords were cautious when they met with Wang Dongxing, for fear that Wang Dongxing would drop the bottle if he was not angry.

Wang Dongxing still feels very willing to do this, who did he recruit and provoke whom? Could it be that the final result of the hero is to stay away from the masses? Do heroes have to be treated differently? I've saved countless guys who should have hung up but still survived! There are 500,000 wizard apprentices in Silk City, and the corresponding number of monsters attacking the city should be more than five million, and 500,000 to 5 million will definitely win less and lose more - if you don't have your own bottle, God knows how many people will die in this battle between man and beast?

Didn't you end up infecting more than 10,000 people? This should be considered acceptable! The casualties of a monster siege are less than 100,000, so it should be worth celebrating, right? Why do people look at themselves as if they have seen a ghost?

Therefore, the depressed Wang Dongxing decided not to go out of the door, turned his grief and anger into strength, and was obsessed with cultivation every day. To his surprise, this half-month retreat allowed him to successfully become a third-level wizard apprentice, standing at the top of the entire small world.

Wang Dongxing touched his chin and smirked, it seems that he is really a genius! A seventeen-year-old third-level wizard apprentice can definitely scare people to death when he takes it out! The genius secretly cultivated by the big family is like this at this age! The apprentices of the super genius training camps of the cultivation institutions directly under the four major forces can only do this to this extent! Wang Dongxing, a grassroots apprentice, has created such a miracle!

The magic power has gone up, and he still needs to continue to refine his body. The body is the capital of the revolution, and if you want to unlock more postures, you must have physical fitness to support it. If he can have the physique that only a fourth-level wizard can have when he is at the third level, he can refine the fourth-level apprentice potion!

After a month and a half of accumulation, a lot of materials have accumulated in the warehouse of Silk City. Although the assembly line is fast and fast, this thing can't meet the huge demand of the market, especially after just experiencing a big war - Wang Dongxing's words are very valuable, and the blue medicine that the wizard apprentices drank in the monster siege war is huge!

Wang Dongxing selected some fourth-grade materials to prepare for refining the medicine. His lab equipment was all made by the local method - there was no witch ring in this place, and the lab equipment could not be brought in, so it had to be replaced with messy things.

The main reason why other pharmacists with weak roots did not mix up is the lack of experimental equipment. There are almost no pharmacists who want Wang Dongxing to be so informal, using kerosene lamps instead of witchcraft heaters, and using large clay pots to refine potions for crucibles.

The experimental equipment in the small world is brought in by countless people, for example: a pharmacist can greet a hundred people, you help me bring an iron stand, you help me bring a crystal beaker, you help me bring a wizard heating furnace... Little by little, like ants moving, a whole set of equipment is brought into the small world. Otherwise, the apothecary alone would not have been able to bring in so many things - the alchemy equipment is a complicated and complicated set of things, definitely not like a witch's cauldron, just throw something into it!

He was now planning to try the refining of fourth-level wizard apprentice potions in the small world, although there were no formal alchemy equipment, but here were materials for him to practice. Anyway, he doesn't need money, and if he refines it, he will refine it - the potion materials in this warehouse are all his private property, and the warehouse in Xiushui City has been called the third forbidden place (the first and second forbidden places are the northern suburbs and the western city wall), because the city lord lives here, and this is his secret treasure house!

That's right, since he was addicted to cultivation and couldn't extricate himself, he decided to live in the warehouse. The porters who come and go have long been familiar with the city lord - the roasted fan beans eaten by the city lord are all exploited from the porters, and they are not exploited: a third-level medicine is exchanged for two catties of fried fan beans on the market. If this is also exploitation, the people would rather be more exploited.

Recently, the residents who live near the secret treasure house of the city lord have been complaining that someone has fired cannons at night, and the sound is very loud, and the cannons are accompanied by bursts of foul smell, which seriously affects the normal life of the residents.

When Avril arrived at the warehouse, she saw a castle lord who seemed to be called Hanako, not to mention a tattered look, his hair was blown to pieces, and he no longer had the handsome elegance of long golden hair. His face was dark, as if he had three catties of dust hanging on it, and he could be offered as a bodhisattva in the temple.

"You're... What's wrong? Avril asked in surprise.

Wang Dongxing coughed twice after puffing out the black smoke, and said in a hoarse voice: "Failed to refine the medicine, haven't you seen it?" ”

"Failed to refine medicine? You can refine the third-level potion in batches, could it be that you are refining the fourth-level potion? Avril asked in surprise.

Wang Dongxing nodded depressedly: "I'm still too naïve, the accuracy of these broken copper and iron is not enough, and they can't play my level at all, the fourth-level potion is very different from the third-level elixir, it can work on liquefied magic power, and the medicinal effect must reach fifteen percent of the third-level elixir." Grandma's, if I hadn't been hard-skinned enough, I would have been blown up a long time ago... Truth blessed... Truth bless..."

Avril looked at the mess in the lab and was silent, the pharmacists were really crazy as the legend suggests! The apprentice of the headset dared to refine the fourth-level apprentice potion? Is he crazy or stupid?

Wang Dongxing summoned a water dragon on the spot to wash his face, and cleaned his body by the way, the research in the past few days has been too hard, and he has not said that he has tossed himself enough. It was still a bit reluctant to refine a fourth-level potion with imprecise equipment - what he was refining now was a third-and-a-half-level potion at most, because the efficacy of the medicine could not reach the standard of a fourth-level elixir at all, and the effect of the elixir he refined was only about five times that of the third-level elixir.

It seemed that the refining of the fourth-level potion could only wait until the wizarding world to talk about it, so he packed up his things and walked out of the laboratory, turning his head back to the City Lord's Mansion to sleep until dawn.