Pharmaceutics is also known as Potions.

Legend has it that it appeared in the middle of the history of wizards, and its original purpose was only to treat injuries on the body, a whole part later than the birth of the magic energy delicacy, but it was later discovered and used.

Its strong tolerance for the materials of the Ten Thousand Worlds quickly became the primary factor for wizards to learn, and with the fact that they were not limited by talent, more and more people began to join this embryonic industry, which expanded rapidly in the era of endless resources, and finally fell to become the supreme magical delicacy of the time.

And it has been passed down to this day, and the flame of its heritage has never been extinguished.

On the contrary, the magic energy cuisine that is now close to breaking is obviously more efficient in the ability of pharmacy to adapt to the environment.

But at the same time, the spirit required is more rigorous and focused, and the wizard needs to have a lot of knowledge.

On a large wooden table about ten meters long, large and small glassware are neatly arranged in a straight line, and at the front is a set of precision equipment that looks a little old, which is bought by young people from low-cost street stalls, except for the color is slightly yellow, the rest is no different, and it can barely be used.

The straight young man with all his energy and spirit condensed together took a deep breath and began to make the first test potion in his life.

Considering that pharmacy is not a subject that can be mastered in a few months, he chose some rather basic formulations.

On the one hand, it is to better understand the actual operation of pharmacy, and on the other hand, his waist bag is very short, and the magic stones circulating in the storage bag are almost completely consumed.

Mebis firmly believes that hoarding resources will not bring him any good, and that the toughness of his fists in the wizarding world is a real wealth, and of course this is not a reason for him to spend lavishly.

There are many ways to refine potions, ranging from the ancient Saudi Ousho driving spell to improve the stability of the potion refining process, to energy spells that borrow external forces.

However, in the eyes of some master wizards, these are opportunistic shortcuts, believing that only by investing in pure spiritual power and leaving no effort to let go of the soul to experience it, can the potion itself be regarded as a 'living thing' with a soul.

And in order to lay a good foundation, the young man also chose this most ancient and primitive method, without adding any bewitching swords, after all, he is one in a million extraordinary talents, and he is really sorry for himself if he doesn't make good use of it.

"Huhuhu."

The vigorous spiritual nebula stirred the external matter and sent out gusts of wind.

Within Mebes's perception, a cloud like a marshmallow split into silky spiritual tentacles under his control, wrapping around his Bai Zhe's slender ten fingers and slowly flowing.

"First melt the red velvet featherweed."

The young man quickly picked up a handful of fiery red feather-like herbs, and under the influence of the magic hand, the velvety herbs that were very soft to the touch began to become hot.

The internal tissues of the plant began to crumble under the influence of the magic of the opening of the leaves, and began to dissolve from the leaves, but when they were close to the rhizome, they were stopped by the youth, and they were suddenly pulled out, discarding the useless rhizome, and the thick fiery red liquid was successfully separated.

Quickly pour into a already heated vessel to keep the red velvet feather solution from cooling.

At this point, Mebis still seems to be at ease, and the advantages shown by his strong spiritual talent are reflected.

"Then add another blender to stabilize the grumpy red solution."

Mebis picked up a jar of dark blue, semi-fluid cryolite stock solution, weighed it accurately with another utensil, and poured in the boiling red liquid.

"Squeak, squeak..."

As soon as the blue droplets hit the red liquid, they were like cold ice water meeting lava, quickly producing a pungent, thick white smoke.

Mebis frowned, not paying any attention to the stinging pain of the smell echoing in her nose, but staring more intently at the slowly fused mixed liquid.

After the white mist cleared, a sticky and smelly solid sank into the round vessel, waiting for the young man to check it.

"Did you fail?"

The young man groaned under his breath, and the confidence he had earned before was shattered at this moment, and only the stench and pungent smell reminded him of the moment.

Although it is only a basic potion, it has extremely high requirements for the timing and precision of its requirements, and it is worthy of being an esoteric discipline that can make most wizards despair, but the knowledge contained in it cannot help but fascinate people.

Dumping the waste into a special cleaning bucket, the young man began to refine the next potion.

"The temperature is not up to standard, fail!"

"I forgot to reconcile again, failed!"

"Damn, where's my vessel? Fail! ”

"The herb didn't melt completely. Fail! ”

From early morning to late at night, after dozens of times, Mebis finally refined a bottle of black and turbid elixir, but it was only half a bottle, far from meeting the standard for sale.

But despite countless failures, the occasional success was enough to make him feel ecstatic.

"A bottle of Red Sky Moth Elixir can slightly increase the body's flame energy resistance."

"It's an extremely chicken elixir, and the total price is only about 1 magic stone."

The young man sniffed the liquid in the bottle with the smell of fried rotten eggs, and thought about it, after all, it was the first medicinal liquid made in his life, and it couldn't be cheap for outsiders, right?

"Boom.."

The entrance of the liquid medicine is even more bitter than the strongest vermouth wine in the Ash Continent, and it is accompanied by the smell of pig manure, and the taste and smell are already beyond ordinary people's Mebeston, covering his mouth and nose to prevent this hard-won 'precious' from missing his mouth.

Soon after swallowing it, he felt a numb warmth between his flesh, spreading from his abdomen to his whole body, and it was warm for a while, which was comparable to the experience of a kind of 'hot spring' in the province of Huaguo in the other world.

After eating the first tube, which was full of bitterness, the young man chose to continue fighting, as if the medicinal solution just now gave him endless fighting spirit.

"Twenty-one."

This figure was the remaining share of the herb after 179 failures, and because the price was very low, he had previously spent about 10 magic stones in the bazaar for a 300 standard portion of the Red Moth herb.

And the success rate of close to two hundred percent is not bad in his opinion, at least compared to the first tube that an apprentice of the same level only practiced in a few days and months, it only took him a day and a half with the blessing of his spiritual talent.

Others don't have the help of the apothecary's soul knowledge, even if they are incomplete and fragmentary, but what can make him understand a little bit is not an initiation for him.

The figure in front of the wooden table quickly became busy again, concentrating, and the rapid twisting of his limbs, a touch that had not appeared for a long time, seemed to make him return to the hot scene when he ran the tavern with his father in the Ashes Continent.

Perhaps the 'don't forget your heart' that wizards occasionally mention is their own unchanging spirit towards something, which has never changed from beginning to end.

In the end, Mebis got 5 bottles of black-red turbidity and inferiority, and a bottle of red and clear red moth basic medicine, and he didn't have the idea of rushing to sell it, after all, it was only a product obtained from the first practice, and the price was between the price of one or two magic stones.