Done, gone!

Tucking the spider silk into the last bit of space in my backpack, I turned and left the Spider Forest.

Well, the spider silk I collected today is enough for me to squander for a few days, and the imitation silk should be enough to practice the "clothing making" skill to level 3.

"Hey, it's Qin Xin, why didn't you see Her Royal Highness the Princess following you today?" After returning to the elven gathering place, an elven old man who came up to me looked at me strangely.

"It is said that the queen is going to conduct special training for her daughter, and I don't know where she has gone." I shrugged at Osmond not far in front of me and said.

Osmond is a well-known pharmacist and herbalist master within the elven clan, and he learned the herbalism and pharmacy knowledge of the trade with the elven queen.

The kind of potion that Phyllis said could restore his magic power a hundred times faster, Osmond would make it. Well, I also had the pleasure of tasting a bottle, and the effect was actually not as exaggerated as Dean Phyllis said. When I compared my own mana in the system, I found that the recovery speed was only about seventy times higher, but it was quite exaggerated.

For me, as long as I drink a bottle, the magic can be used in unlimited quantities for about 13 minutes, and basically the mana recovery speed after taking the drug will ensure that I have enough mana to throw magic around for 13 minutes.

Well, maybe it's because the level of magic I'm using is too low, and the amount of mana consumed is too small.

Of course, I don't know what Phyllis said about being killed by his own magic, because the system doesn't have any special hints.

But if I didn't need to, I wouldn't drink it again. The taste of this medicine is even more exaggerated than that of traditional Chinese medicine.

You must know that I can drink a whole bowl of Chinese medicine without changing my face, and even I don't want to drink this medicine anymore, but I can imagine how disgusting this taste is.

Dean Phyllis was definitely not lamenting the effect of the potion, but also lamenting how unpleasant it was.

Well, I learned how to make this potion not long after I came to the elves.

I still remember when I was just studying pharmacy with Osmond, Osmond was very reluctant to be forced by the Queen's order.

He didn't want to hand over the elven potion recipe to a human, but he had to teach me pharmacy and herbs.

Osmond had no choice but to come up with a ghost idea, and threw a whole warehouse of the raw materials for this kind of quick mana recovery potion to me, saying when it was finished and when to teach me how to prepare the next potion.

So the next day. Osmond was stunned by the neat 8,156 bottles of "Mana Recovery Elixir *72x".

Hum. Other people mix potions bottle by bottle, but I use large barrels to prepare them in batches.

With skills, that's how confident you are!

From then on, Osmond no longer dared to excuse himself from teaching the next potion recipe without finishing these potions. The magic potion Osmond I made a month ago still hasn't been disposed of.

It is important to know that these drugs have an expiration date. Nothing special happened. These elves may not be able to use up these potions for a year.

Even if it's a drink, imagine the disgusting taste, I believe that vegetarian elves will definitely not be able to accept such a heavy taste. You may not want to give it to others.

Who doesn't have trouble with their stomachs!

And because of my crazy production, a lot of potion materials have been made by me, and some potion raw materials are not just the raw materials of this kind of potion!

So these days Osmond is also worried about the raw materials of the potion, well, a lot of herbs and all that grow with the seasons, and I'm urging him to learn new potion recipes.

So Osmond, who was annoyed by me, threw me all the potions he knew, as long as they were not classified formulas, and asked me to try them myself, so as not to bother him.

All the elf formulas, herb knowledge, and so on have been all in my hands like this, and I am gratifying.

"Special training, how many years ago was the special training of Her Royal Highness the Elf Princess." Osmond sighed. "It's lively enough anyway."

"I'll go first, I'll go first, I'm going to find Aunt Grace." Seeing that there was nothing to do, I decided to go and dispose of the spider silk I was carrying first, and planned to say goodbye to Osmond.

"Don't go, I have a few bottles of mana recovery potion here, do you want to try it?" Osmond took out a few bottles of "Mana Recovery Elixir *72 times" written by himself, and said to me.

"You go find someone else, I still have to leave beforehand." After saying that, I ran away without looking back.

Just kidding, I didn't have to drink it because it tasted so disgusting, and the twenty bottles of mana recovery potions I kept for myself didn't even move.

It's also self-inflicted, because of his own crazy production, and now when I meet Osmond, he asks me if I want to drink the potion.

Ah, where did my mana recovery potion come from?

Who would find out if they made thousands of bottles of potions and embezzled dozens of bottles, right?

"Aunt Grace, I'm here again." Climbing up the treetops and pushing open Aunt Grace's wooden door, I shouted inside.

"Don't call me Auntie!" Inside the house, which had been converted from a tree hole, Aunt Grace was heard screaming in anger.

"Good, Aunt Grace." I threw my backpack on the table in the room and started to prepare for spinning.

"Little girl Qin Xin, you're not cute at all!" Behind him came the screams of Aunt Grace and the slight sound of breaking through the air. "I don't like you anymore!"

With a twist of my head, I dodged Aunt Grace's fist.

"It's naïve, such an attack has no effect on me!" I said smugly as I dodged Aunt Grace's fist.

"In that case, double the attack!"

"Hey, two hands foul!"

After a moment of fighting, Aunt Grace, who was weak in strength and retreated, opened my backpack and said with some surprise: "So much spider silk? ”

"Well, I don't want to run back and forth." I dragged out Aunt Grace's spinning wheel and threaded the spider silk onto it to prepare for weaving.

"But, you have made so many clothes, I can't put them down." Aunt Grace looked at the room with some trouble, and the neatly wrapped clothes were stacked.

"If you can't put it down, you can sell it, it's not easy." I said as I spun spider silk.

"With so many clothes, it will take a long time for the elves to consume them." Grace looked at me helplessly.

"What are you kidding, clothes are consumed very quickly, why can't they be consumed?" I set aside the well-woven balls of thread and prepared to weave the next bundle of threads.

"Because enchanting clothes is a common thing for elves, and the clothes after paying the demon are unusually strong." Aunt Grace explained to me.

"Usual? Do the elves all enchant? I looked at Aunt Grace with some surprise.

"Yes, although the enchantment level ratio is not necessarily the same, the most basic enchanted elf clan should be able to do it." Grace looked at me strangely.

I'll go, I've been deceived!

The so-called Godhead fragment of the elf clan was actually only exchanged by me for an enchantment material that everyone in the elf clan would have, pit daddy!

Do you want to slip away with this magic core?

Anyway, I've learned everything I need to learn.

Glancing at the black core that I was hanging around my neck, I thought angrily.

Forget it, although the elves did not restrict my freedom, and the last demon core had to wait until I learned the skills required for the transaction before handing it over to the elven queen, I could still feel the feeling of being watched.

If you slip away with this magic core, it will definitely be clicked off.

I don't think the elves don't have a master who can clean me up, even if it's Herko, I may not be able to beat him if I really want to do it, so it's better to settle a little.

"Since the elves can't sell it, you can sell these clothes out of the house." I said as I knitted.

"No, the only ones who have regular trade with the elves are the dwarves, but the dwarves will never need these clothes." Grace said helplessly.

That's right, I make so many clothes these days, both men's and women's, but no children's clothes.

Wait, even if there are children's clothes, are you sure that the dwarves' muscular bodies are put on in children's clothes?

"Then there's no way, Aunt Grace, you can figure it out yourself." I shrugged.

It's so far away from the human infestation that it's not worth it even if it drags it to the mercenary guild.

"Don't call me Auntie, I'm not married yet!"

"Haven't you been married for hundreds of years? Looks like no one wants it. ”

"Die!"

"Hey, sewing needles can't be used to prick people, it's very painful!" (To be continued......)