The Church's purest holy water has a proper name: Holy Water No. 1.

This holy water is only made once a year, and the head of the sect uses the sword of the Angel of Hope, Oriel, a true artifact, to make a liter of holy water at the New Year's consecration ceremony.

Holy Water No. 1 looks like a starry sky at the sunniest of weather. The stars are connected in a patch, with a psychedelic light haze. It has a dissipation period of up to a year – it takes a year for it to turn into clear water. This is already a miracle given by angels in the eyes of the world.

After being diluted thirty times, the concentration of the Sun Holy Water was still slightly higher than that of the No. 1 Holy Water, and the escape rate was also much slower.

Both Cook and Akara suggested diluting it to the level of No. 1 Holy Water, which was enough after all, but what Zheng Yi couldn't stand the most was "scattering".

That means it won't be perfect tomorrow.

At the same time, it also means that the holy water carried by Rogge in the future will have different effects depending on the production date.

How heart-wrenching this is for OCD sufferers who pursue consistency!

"How inconvenient is this for the military?" Zheng Yi insisted.

Only then did Cook realize that Zheng Yi regarded the Rogers as an army.

Zheng Yi said: "I will ensure the supply." In the future, the Blind Sisters will only produce two kinds of holy water: the energy-saturated solar holy water; and inferior holy water after being diluted thirtyfold. ”

The corners of Cook's mouth twitched: If this is called inferior holy water, then what about the first holy water? Is it called third-class holy water? And what about the holy water made by the bishops? Inferior holy water?

"Is the name Nebula Holy Water a little better?" Akara advised: "Calling for inferior holy water may affect sales. ”

Diluted holy water, the light diffuses between the stars, like a nebula in the universe.

Zheng Yi is as good as a stream: "Then it's called Nebula Holy Water." For sales to open, we need to prepare more gold and mana restorers, yes, mana restores, especially mana restores. ”

Cook secretly said in his heart: Your Excellency Angel's repeated emphasis on the magic restorative seems to be very important to him.

Speaking of the mana recovery agent, Zheng Yi's heart ached.

On the night of the Spider Demon's death, Lady Valda swore that Zheng Yi would find herself reborn the next morning.

In fact, it didn't happen overnight, but lasted five days.

Zheng Yi can clearly see his spiritual pool expanding every day.

Keep expanding!

By the time it finally stopped, it was ten times larger than before!

If it used to be an Olympic-sized pool, now it's ten!

This is indeed a radical change.

Zheng Yi couldn't even imagine that if he filled these ten pools, he would have to use the skills of Sequence 2 to greet people!

However!

The key is that the lady is only responsible for the expansion, and the blue is not given at all!

The Ring of the Stars is still a bottle of big blue every day, and it doesn't even count as a "drop" in the pool, and it can't be brought into other worlds to use.

"Lady's Tears" has great mental power, but that thing can't be swallowed!

Fortunately, he still has Annu Tassamet.

Fortunately, Annu Tthamet also had Akara, as well as the thirty-six high-level potions masters registered with the Teng Apothecary Association.

Fortunately, Zheng Yi can drink the magic recovery potion as water.

As long as the world's supply can keep up, he is willing to drink his spiritual pool. Exchanging holy water for mana restorative, this business is still very good.

Rutherford Cook knew who he was and did not intervene in the discussions within the Sisters of the Blind. Just as Akara was about to ask Zheng Yi to watch her make a mana recovery potion, he excused himself to take a break and leave.

Returning to the hotel, Cook immediately drove the servant to the door, then took out a pen and paper and wrote to his teacher Mosius, who was far away:

"Respectful and kind darling of light, Sir Mosius, your faithful student Rutherford greets you once again, and may you always bask in the gaze of the Supreme: I have taken the liberty of disturbing you by letter, because of an important matter which I think is necessary to make you known. I'm afraid that the price of Teng's holy water, especially the price of No. 1 holy water, will plummet......"

Priest Cook sealed the long three-page paper into an envelope and sealed it with his ring. Then take out a nanmu box, put the letters in the box, and take out a small tube of sun holy water from the cuff. It wasn't something he stole it, but a sample he had taken "above board" while the angel was doing the dilution work.

After sealing the box as well, Cook began to write again. This time, though, it's much simpler:

"Dear Mariana, sell my stake in the club and the estate in East Chester and use all the money to buy a high concentration of mana restorative. When it is difficult to acquire, you can purchase a large number of the main materials of the restorer - the indispensable and irreplaceable kind. ”

After Cook finished writing the letter, he was about to hand it over to the servant to use the teleportation array to return to Teng, when he suddenly panicked: what if that angel learned to make a mana recovery potion by the way?

The cautious priest put away the second letter and led the servant to the synagogue of the Sisters. There, he saw His Excellency the Sage and Akara coming out of the laboratory, the angel's face cold and unsure of what he was thinking.

Cook took the initiative and said, "Your Excellency, is the experiment of the Mana Restorer going well?" ”

Zheng Yi shook his head: "It seems that we can only rely on the finished products of the potions masters." ”

Cook forced a smile, turned and ran out of the synagogue, handed the box and letter to the servant, and said, "You know. ”

The servant looked at the box and envelope in his hand, and said in a low voice:

"I will deliver the letter to Miss Mariana at once, and then, early tomorrow morning, I will deliver the box to Bishop Mosius's office."

Cook took out a money bag from his belt and slid it in his hand: "I'll be back after delivering the letter." The rest is a reward for you. ”

The servant ran into the teleportation array of the synagogue.

Cook breathed a sigh of relief, estimating how many mana restores Tenn could buy on the market. The angel didn't say it, but he wasn't blind - this angel's thirst for a mana restorer was sky-high! And it was all too obvious, the angel showed the same eagerness as a young knight who had been holding back for twenty years to a coquettish lady.

While! While! While! Dangdang!

There were three long and two short bells at the camp gate.

Cook understands the bell. He had heard such a bell many times when he was trying in the dark forest.

This is the death knell that the camp rings for the sacrifice of Rogge.

The Rogge guard at the door soon brought in two "corpses".

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency, Sage! Tracey is alive! The guard shouted.

The door of the synagogue slammed open, and the angel who walked on earth strode out, and golden balls of light lit up in their hands.

The golden light flashed, and the "dead man" on the stretcher in front of him took a long breath and opened his eyes.

The stretcher in the back was carried in front of Rutherford Cook, and on it lay a very lovely girl, with the tip of her nose slightly upturned, and her skin was white and red. Her eyelashes are long...... There was an arrow stuck in his chest, and the blood had completely coagulated.

Tracey groped her way off the stretcher, and saw that the companion she had been with day and night had become corpses, without sorrow or joy of rebirth, and seemed to have lost all feelings.