In the morning, Yang Yi returned to Ratchet Village with the rescued blacktip fishman. He had the stunned fishman poured a primary healing potion, and locked him up. After all, this is a fishman from the Blackfin Clan, and Yang Yi thinks it's better to be cautious.

At this time, the old blind man had not yet left the village to hunt the wild boar man, and he walked over when he saw Yang Yi coming back.

"Lord, the alchemy potion has been studied."

"Alchemy potion researched? Slark: Did they succeed? ”

Yang Yi was overjoyed, he didn't care about the hard work of the whole night and rushed to the hotel.

Slark and the others finally succeeded in developing the alchemy formula for the blight plague early this morning, during which they spent nearly a thousand large fangs of the steel-maned boar people and countless bottles of healing potions. The reason why this research took so much time and materials was because the two dragons didn't know why they had been only talking and not using their hands from beginning to end, and all the operations were done by Slark, an intermediate alchemist. Fortunately, Slark has expertise in concocting potion (b), otherwise he doesn't know when this new alchemical recipe will be developed.

Yang Yi came to the door of the inn, and Slark and the people of the Bloody Blade Mercenary Group had already come out of the hotel. Slark stayed in the inn as an alchemist for the new alchemy recipe, while the Bloodblade mercenaries were pitiful, as they were left to study as medicine men because they were infected with the blight plague. However, Yang Yi saw that these people from the Blood Blade Mercenary Group were all red and full of spirit at this time, and it seemed that staying as medicine people this time had brought them a lot of benefits.

"Village Chief." Slark immediately ran over when he saw Yang Yi. "Village Chief, Slark has learned a new alchemy recipe and has become a high-level alchemist."

"Promoted to a senior alchemist? Good job! Yang Yi was overjoyed, he didn't expect Slark to be upgraded so quickly.

Yang Yi looked at it with the eyes of a lord.

【Slark】

【Level 3 Male Fishman】

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[Life Skill: Level 3 Alchemy]

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Slark's alchemy really rose to level 3, and he also changed from a level 2 fish-man to a level 3 fish-man.

"It's all thanks to the support of the village chief, who used up so many materials." Slark is thanking him solemnly.

"Of course the master supports you, those boar people's fangs and healing potions are trivial." Yang Yi suddenly felt that the investment in so many materials was not in vain.

"What materials are needed for the new alchemy recipe? What's your name? Can it cure the blight plague caused by the Fusarium wilt? Yang Yi asked.

"The new alchemy recipe requires the boar people's big fangs and healing potions as ingredients, this new elixir can treat the blight plague and other low-level plagues, but the new alchemy recipe does not have a name yet, and I also ask the village chief to give the new formula group a name."

"Pick a name?" Yang Yi scratched his head, this is not his strong point. "Why don't you call it a withering healing potion?"

Yang Yi took a name casually, and the new name was considered good after adding the word withering directly in front of the healing potion.

"Blight Healing Potion, great, the new recipe has a name!" Slark was also very happy when he heard the name that Yang Yi, the village chief, had chosen casually.

"By the way, Slark, what about the two humans inside? Why didn't you see them come out? Yang Yi asked, he was still thinking about the outrageous task of collecting two dragons and becoming the villagers of the Ratchet Fishman Village.

"They left when the potion was researched." Slark replied.

"Gone? Did they say when they would come back? ”

"They didn't say when they would be back."

"It's all gone, and I don't know when I'll come back, so what's going to happen to the mission? Sure enough, it's a completely unreliable task. Yang Yi complained in his heart, although he didn't have much hope for completing this task, but the cruel reality was that he didn't even have a chance to try to complete the task, which was simply outrageous.

"Let's go, let's go, Slark, you've worked hard these days, go back and rest. This withering healing potion has time to refine more, and if you want materials, just open your mouth. Also, the Fishman Tidecatcher Altar now needs a trainer, and that will have to be left to you. ”

"Yes, village chief, Slark will work hard to refine the Blight Healing Potion, and he will also do his job as a trainer."

Slark made a promise and went back to his alchemy col.

"Hello the head of the Ratchet Fishman Village." Bloodblade walked over at this time, "These days have taken up your hotel, and this is our accommodation fee. ”

The blood blade took out a few silver coins, and Yang Yi saw that the other party was so upright that he didn't have a reason not to accept them, so he quickly put the silver coins down.

After Bloody Blade made up the accommodation fee, he left with the people of the mercenary group, and when he left, the female thief named Angelina did not forget to say goodbye to Yang Yi with a smile.

"The head of the Ratchet Fishman Village, see you next time."

Yang Yi reacted when he heard this, and he couldn't help but secretly say badly, "Oops, I was so happy when I came in the morning that I forgot about hiding the identity of the village chief." Forget it, just know it, someone already knows about it anyway, and it's not a major secret. If they don't do it well, they will get more and more confused. ”

Slark went back to rest, and the two dragons and the Bloodblade mercenary group left Ratchet Village, and the inn in the village could be reopened. Yang Yi personally went to bring the chef's soup spoon to the hotel, there is no special kitchen in the level 1 hotel, there is a square table behind the counter, and next to the square table is the fire, this is where the chef cooks food.

"The inn is a little shabby, but there's nothing you can do about it." Yang Yi said.

"It's not simple, I like the soup spoon very much." Spoon hurriedly said.

Spoon used to learn to cook in the West Wilderness with an old man named Tom who lived alone on the beach, and at that time the old man had a small table and a simple stove in his cabin, so Spoon didn't mind the rough conditions of the inn, but liked it very much.

"Haha, if you like it, you will be the chef of this inn in the future. The master will ask the merchant to buy some recipes and come back, and you can learn them when the time comes. ”

"Okay, thank you, village chief."

The soup spoon was very happy, he took off the kitchen knife, spoon, blow gun and other kitchen utensils that had been hanging on his body, which was given to him by old Tom, and placed them neatly on the table, and then he carried the beach crab to look here and there in the inn.

After arranging the soup spoon, Yang Yi left the hotel, and he came to the cave where the blacktip fish man he rescued yesterday was imprisoned.

The purple-scaled blacktip man was imprisoned in a wooden cage and had woken up after drinking a primary healing potion and resting for a while. The blacktip man became nervous when he saw someone entering the cave, and he curled up in the corner of the cage, as if to avoid the sight of the man.

"I've woken up, and it looks like my injuries should be a lot better." Yang Yi saw this blacktip fishman curled up tightly, as if he was afraid of seeing a strange fishman, so his voice eased a lot when he spoke.

"Why are you hurt? And also fell alone on the beach? Yang Yi saw that the other party was silent, so he continued.

"Who are you?" The blacktip man looked up slightly, one of his large eyes peeking out from the arm that wrapped his head, before he cautiously asked.

"I'm the one who got you back." Yang Yi said with a smile.

"Why are you holding me?" The blacktip fishman asked softly again, and it could be heard from his tone that he maintained a high level of suspicion of Yang Yi.

"I locked you up because I was afraid that you would hurt the other fishmen, and if you were willing to tell me where you came from, maybe I would let you out." Yang Yi said.

"......" The blacktip fish man didn't speak, he looked Yang Yi up and down several times with one eyeball, and then buried his head in his arm.

Obviously, this blacktip fish man didn't want to tell Yang Yi about his origins.

"How do you feel that this fish-man is unusually withdrawn, and I don't know what he has experienced in the Blackfin Clan."

Yang Yi originally wanted to recruit this purple fishman from Swat, after all, this fishman was a fishman nightcrawler, and the level 1 fishman nightcrawler camp in Ratchet Village had been built, but there was still a lack of a suitable trainer. It's a pity that this blacktip man doesn't seem to be very approachable, and he can't even talk smoothly, let alone solicit.

Yang Yi was already very tired because he had not slept all night, and he saw the blacktip fish man huddled tightly in the corner of the cage, so he could only give up temporarily and go back to catch up on sleep.