Chapter 2 Pharmacy
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It's night
Outside the window, the night was deep and dense, even the starlight was dim, the moonlight was hidden in the depths of the clouds, there was not a trace of wind, and the air was full of moisture in late spring and early summer.
The lights in the dormitory had already been turned off, and the other three had all gone to sleep, snoring one after the other.
The electronic clock on the desk recorded the time at this timeβit was 1:27 a.m., and it was already late at night.
But there was still a figure busy under the lights.
The small desk was filled with all kinds of beakers, droppers and unknown utensils, and there was no trace of daytime frivolity on his delicate face, and all that was left was preoccupation and solemnity.
Without speaking, he threw the last ingredient in his hand into the beaker and glass tube, mixing and increasing or subtracting according to the proportions in his memory.
With the perfect fusion reaction of the last two medicines, Li Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the beads of sweat that did not exist on his forehead, gently dipped his fingers in the final finished product and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes in his body.
Yes, he was making a drug, an elixir that didn't exist in this world, just a forbidden substance that existed on the original earth.
Of course, it's not a poison/product, that kind of thing, even if Li Mubai wants to make it for a while, he can't get the raw materials.
What he has to do is the last hole card in his make-up exam two days later, and the last glimmer of hope!
That is stimulant, a sterol drug, the effect is very simple - to relieve pain, eliminate fatigue and make people excited, but this is also what Li Mubai needs now!
With an overall score close to E, he only needs to improve his strength and actual combat a little now, so that he can avoid the fate of dropping out of school, and he will not end up squatting at home and becoming an unemployed youth at the beginning.
Still the original taste, the original recipe.
Li Chenxi, who smashed his mouth, sealed all the finished products into a glass jar, and after tightly plugging them with a cork, he began to clean up the mess on the table.
As a science tyrant, Li Mubai is no better than those nerds who study textbooks by death, as early as junior high school, he began to develop all kinds of interesting things on his own with his limited knowledge.
This includes explosives, various drugs, biological experiments, ......, and stimulants are naturally included, and the effect has naturally been tested many times.
The taste is just to ensure the stability of the efficacy, so that there will be no problems on the day of the assessment, as for why the previous assessments why not use?
The reason is very simple, stimulants are only auxiliary drugs, and a certain amount of injections can slightly enhance one's physical fitness and combat effectiveness.
But the fundamental thing is the body itself, just like a college student in a sub-healthy state all day long, even if he knocks on medicine, he can't outrun Bolt.
As for high-dose intake...... If you don't want to die too early, I advise you not to do it.
Therefore, Li Mubai, whose strength can only reach F, chose the third assessment, although it was a helpless move, but in Li Mubai's budget, the success of his plan was almost ironclad!
"Don't underestimate the polytechnic man......"
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Two days flew by
Li Mubai, who was about to take the assessment for a few hours, was still scrolling through the electronic textbooks on the table unslowly.
Of course, he didn't look at university knowledge, and as a result of the changes in the whole world system, he had to start with the content of elementary school......
After two days of struggle, he finally finished reading all kinds of subjects in the first grade of primary school, and lived up to his reputation as a top student...... Forget it, I don't believe it when I say it.
For physiology becomes mechanical, energetic, and exercise. Li Mubai didn't complain about this matter, but just lamented that the students here were going to be devastated by something like energetics at a young age.
But when he saw that Qin Shi Huang was the creator of the first exercise in history, he didn't know what to say.
"Oh mom, my brain hurts." He put down his textbook and rubbed his swollen temples.
Li Mubai took out his mobile phone with some hesitation, looked at the double-digit living expenses, and still dialed a phone call: "Hey, Dad?" β
On the other end of the phone, a majestic voice came, "What's the matter, is there something?" Son. β
"It's almost the end of the month, and the cost of living is almost gone." Li Mubai had no choice but to say this sentence that he was disgusted with.
"Well, I know, Dad will call you tomorrow to save some flowers." Hearing this, Li Mubai's heart sank even more, but he still pretended not to know anything.
"yes, okay."
"Well, Dad still has something to do, let's talk about it next time."
"Hmm."
Lying on his back, he stared at the white ceiling.
The whole world has changed, but the situation of my family that is on the verge of breaking has not changed.
Almighty, why did you transfer me to this world of force and technology, but you can't change my family situation.
Since Li Mubai was a child, the situation in their family has been quite good, although they are not wealthy, but relying on their father's company, petty bourgeoisie can still be achieved.
Until a few years ago, Li Mingzhi's company collapsed overnight under the wrong internal decision-making and external squeezing, and everything came to naught.
In the end, the family's house had to be used to pay off the debt, and in desperation, Li Mubai had to find a cheap rental house in a remote suburb to live in.
My mother, who has always been a stay-at-home wife, also had to go out to work to make money, and while my father was doing the dirtiest and most tiring work, he occasionally used the money he had exchanged for blood and sweat to run around, in vain to find that glimmer of hope for rise.
Every time he got this kind of reply, Li Mubai knew that he didn't even have a few hundred yuan on him, so he could only go to a friend or colleague to borrow money for his living expenses.
After thinking about it, I turned on my phone and sent a text message to my father.
"Dad, don't worry, I still have two hundred here to last for a while."
After a while, a reply letter that seemed to be relieved appeared on Li Mubai's mobile phone screen.
"Well, that's okay, you hold on for a few days, Dad's side is really impossible, and it hasn't been negotiated to talk about work.
Now stuck here, no travel expenses, can't go, don't tell your mother, she has a small heart, you tell her, she is blind and anxious. β
A suffocating sensation arose in the chest, heavy pressure, and sad emotions mixed together and suppressed in the heart.
Finally, with a long sigh, he exhaled a turbid breath and typed a "good" on the keyboard.
The pressure of life made him a little breathless.