The old magician pondered for a while, thought about it for a long time, nodded and agreed to Meng Kang's proposal, and offered the exchange conditions.

"For every ten bottles, you can get a first-level potion recipe,

For every thirty bottles, you can get one second-level potion recipe,

These two types of potion formulas are ordinary formulas, which can only be used by three people to learn, and after three studies, they will become a piece of waste paper, and the third-level prescriptions I have here are all high-end goods, enough for thirty people to learn.

However, the Level 3 potion recipe will not be delivered, but you can lead someone to learn the recipe for the two potions you made, and each recipe allows the ten people you bring to learn.

As for the conditions...... you have to make a hundred bottles of Level 3 Elixir. ”

Meng Kang looked at the more than ten bottles of potions in front of him, if he was not mistaken, he had spent more than an hour, although the first half of the time was completely familiar with the production process, all of them were failures, and only later began to succeed, the current speed is an hour of hard work to produce about fifteen bottles.

If you want to get the recipe for the third-level potion, it will take about six and a half hours, and after more than four hours in the game, that is, in reality, Meng Kang's train will arrive at the station, and Meng Kang needs to get off the train.

During this time, he must leave the pharmacy and return to the hotel, otherwise going offline in front of the old magician will arouse the suspicion of the other party, and he must now always remind himself that he is an NPC, not a player.

Considering some practical factors, there are still dwarf Kado who will probably come to Yantong City in two days, and then they will need to go to the real dwarf tribe, there is not much time, according to the exchange ratio given by the other party, it is difficult to get many potion formulas at the current speed.

"Think of it as a limited-time mission, it's pretty good, and it's up to you how many rewards you get."

Meng Kang thought like this, but the movements in his hands did not speed up in the slightest, he can't be in a hurry now, he is still in the stage of training, the success rate has not reached half of it, and this kind of thing can't be done in a hurry.

Slowly master each step, remember the feeling of success, remember the optimal length of time it takes to operate each step, and the distance of arm movement, and take the trouble to repeat it slowly.

After about two hours, Meng Kang didn't need to open his mouth, and he didn't need to silently recite those contribution steps and precautions to successfully make the potion.

At this point, Meng Kang's success rate has steadily reached more than 60 percent, and Meng Kang began to think about how to speed up the production, except for operations such as heating, which require a fixed amount of time, and cannot be accelerated, other steps can be reduced by active acceleration.

Once he thought of accelerating, the movements in his hands easily doubled, and the result was unexpected, and he failed, because the speed of adding blasting stone powder to his left hand was faster just now, but the speed of removing the potion from the flame with his right hand was a little slower, which led to an explosion of temperature deviation.

Meng Kang just regarded it as an ordinary mistake, once again quickly configured, and failed again, ten times in a row tried to speed up the configuration, but all of them failed, and there was a trace of irritability in his heart, and the movements in his hand were even more erroneous, and he continued to fail.

"Don't just speed up your hand movements, I know you want to make more potions, but casually speeding up will ruin your fluidity and lead to failure."

The old magician had been paying part of his attention to Meng Kang, and he had been very satisfied with Meng Kang's actions after discovering them, but when he saw that Meng Kang was starting to become impatient, he immediately reminded him.

Meng Kang looked up at the old magician's smooth movements, and was very envious when he saw his hands moving quickly between various instruments, the speed was already about the same as the speed when Meng Kang played with the dagger, so fast that he was a little weak, and at this speed, the old magician's potion production had only failed four or five times.

"So what to do?" Meng Kang didn't know what embarrassment was at all, so he asked directly.

"Speed up a little bit, slowly speed up according to the scale of one percent, and slowly cultivate your speed, don't worry."

The old magician explained slowly.

Meng Kang smiled, the method of practicing acceleration for senior pharmacists is one percent of the scale acceleration, and he, a junior rookie, is directly doubled and doubled, so it would be strange if he could not fail.

According to the method said by the old magician, Meng Kang tried it, but found that he had no way to control his speed at all, as long as he thought of accelerating, his body would not be able to control his speed suddenly, and he could not control his speed at all, and he still failed.

Thinking back to the previous battles, he didn't know how much speed he should add to each move, but his speed would also fluctuate, which was not actively controlled by him, but completely changed according to the feeling at the time, what move to make, where to attack, and how fast to use This is not something he should consider, it is completely controlled by the body itself.

Feeling, he uses sensation to control the body.

Meng Kang thought about it for a while, his control is not good, he just relies on his feelings to control his speed, people rely on speed to hone his feelings, and he can do the opposite, and control the speed by his feelings.

Where can I speed up? How much speed should I add? Meng Kang completely threw these questions to his own feelings, just like those stream-of-consciousness masters, Meng Kang didn't care about the requirements of the potion formula at all, and completely relied on his feelings to configure the potion, and the speed in his hand was fast and slow, which was different from the smooth operation of the old magician.

Meng Kang's movements were like a dance with emotions, sometimes passionate and fast, sometimes gentle and slow, and the bursting potion slowly turned color and took shape in Meng Kang's hands.

Overall, the speed was twice as fast as it had just been, but this sudden increase in speed did not cause the potion configuration to fail.

The old magician looked at Meng Kang in surprise, and muttered to himself: "This young man has given me too much stimulation, today I have been constantly refreshing my cognition, and I can increase the production speed so quickly, and I don't feel his active control, I don't need to control it through my brain, as if his own body will make potions, is this what those guys call genius?" ”

Meng Kang didn't know the old magician's expression and thoughts at all, he was now completely immersed in this feeling, his world was only left with this small rectangular table, and the area illuminated by the blue lampshade magic lamp in front of him was his world, everything in front of him was infinitely magnified in his heart, and the touch and smell of various materials were also amplified.

The slightly slippery touch of blaststone powder, the scorching breath of the hot water, and the various fragrances of the herbs are deeply imprinted into the body, and even the feeling that the energy in the potion begins to riot when it fails, and even as long as you feel the slightest mistake in the configuration, you can determine that the potion does not need to be configured this time, because it will definitely fail.

This feeling lasted until the materials that were prepared around him were emptied, and until five long rows of bursting potions were already placed in front of Meng Kang.

Meng Kang's hand grabbed the box where the blasting stone powder was released, and suddenly found that the amount in it was no longer enough to configure another bottle, so he stopped, and looked at the time, in reality, there were less than twenty minutes before he almost arrived at the station.

Meng Kang hurriedly said goodbye to the old magician who was already stunned, the reason was that he was too tired, went to sleep, and then came back to work after a while, and then ran out of the pharmacy and quickly got into the nearby hotel, rented a room and went offline.

Meng Kang opened his eyes from the train, fortunately the car would not arrive at the station in ten minutes, and it would not override. Only then did he feel that everything that had just happened was not like a game, it was like he was in a dream, and the feeling of being a potion was still in his heart, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

The train arrived at the station soon, Meng Kang got off the train and rushed to the bus station, bought a ticket and got on the train and waited for the train to leave.

Meng Kang's car to buy tickets is still ten minutes away from the departure time, many people are walking towards the car, Meng Kang glanced around and saw a familiar face, Meng Kang immediately blocked a girl who wanted to sit next to him, and shouted at the man.

"Old dog, come and sit here."

The man who was called the old dog by Meng Kang looked inside in confusion, and when he saw Meng Kang with his hands raised, a look of surprise and joy rose on his face, and he squeezed through the scolding crowd and sat next to Meng Kang.