Chapter Twenty-Four: The Book of Morello's Mystical Books

Goo!

In the dim light, Simon gently stirred the tongs in front of him with a glass rod, until the half-solidified and half-flowing lilac liquid in the tongs bubbled, and he breathed a sigh of relief, the hidden breath potion finally completed the most important part.

But before he could completely relax, he immediately got busy after paying attention to the changes in the potion properties, and he didn't need to wait for one to three minutes after the brewing was successful, as recorded in the book.

He picked up the poison hemlock juice that had been mashed celery, saffron, celestial berries, fast root celery and black poppy, slowly tilted the mouth of the bottle and carefully dripped a drop into it.

When poison hemlock juice drips onto the lilac liquid, it quickly produces a chemical reaction, and the color of a piece of liquid about the size of a finger quickly fades, and it instantly becomes transparent and pure water.

Simon didn't have time to admire his masterpiece, and quickly dripped the poison hemlock juice evenly into the tongs, only one drop in each place, no more, no less.

Call!

At this moment, he completely breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist and said to himself, "I finally know why the alchemists of the Hanhai Law Realm are so rare, this is easier than alchemy, I don't know how many times the potion is so difficult to make, and I don't know how troublesome it is for a furnace of pills to be refined for decades or hundreds of years!"

He took out the glass bottle he had prepared, used a thin spoon to avoid the little residual lilac liquid, scooped out most of the pure liquid and sealed it.

"I've been busy for almost two days to make this point, and I won't do it next time, but I don't think it's as difficult as what is written in the book!" Simon said proudly, looking at the five bottles of potions filled in front of him.

After moving his body, Simon opened the cryopreservation box next to him and placed the potions on the third layer one by one, as the next two layers were already filled with other potions.

After doing this, he cleaned the tools such as the tongs and pots, quickly locked the door to the studio, and returned to the villa.

The room was warmed by the burning fireplace in the villa, and Simon took a few small snacks and sunk himself into the couch near the fireplace.

He crossed Erlang's legs, reading the book he had just gotten with relish, and then from time to time took out a small snack from the dish beside him and stuffed it into his mouth.

The occasional dripping scrap of dim sum was quickly snatched up by the big black and red ants, and Bieber and Laura, who were lying at his feet as before, didn't even look at them, and only shivered when they crawled onto them.

It's a happy family scene, as long as you ignore the burly ant as big as a fist, the giant wolf with a faint blue glow in his eyes, and the pages of the book in his hand that make strange noises and wriggle like living creatures.

The cover of this book is pure black, the four corners of the cover are wrapped in dull bronze, and the upper and lower covers of the book are densely covered with countless strange graphics, layered on top of each other, and you will have an innumerable feeling of nausea after reading it for a long time.

The cover of the book is printed with a strange circle pattern, and along the periphery of the circle there is also a circle of strange words written that the average person must not recognize. But Simon had seen this script in the materials collected by the Mystic Society, and he had also learned this ancient script, Ancient Itda Kelvin.

Yes, he does know this kind of script, and in addition to that, he also knows the other five kinds of mysterious characters in the materials uploaded by the Mystic Society, and it didn't take him much time to learn them.

Please don't doubt that the so-called geniuses of the gods of learning are in front of a real person, their learning ability is just like a rudimentary calculator and the most advanced computer, whether it is memory ability or computing ability, the two are not in the same range at all.

This circle of text is actually the name of the book, "The Book of Morello Mystical Books".

This book was naturally obtained from Anduin, after all, as a former Genshin real person, Simon's appearance fee is not cheap, and after sweeping Anduin's lair, in the end, only this book can enter his eyes, and the rest of the things were thrown into the Mirror of Eternity by him.

The Book of Morello Mystical Books records the process of making potions and magical artifacts, although the resulting ones seem evil to most people.

As a former Zuo Dao real person, Simon is not very disgusted with these things, after all, he used to be a ghost Dao Yuan Shen real person, where do you think he can be decent. But he didn't want his current identity to be stained, so he could only pick some inconspicuous potions to try.

This trial allowed Simon to discover the talent contained in this body, not only has excellent psychic talent, but also his own perception is very powerful, in the process of making potions, he can actually perceive the changes in the medicinal properties of potions, which makes the success rate of his production simply not know how much improved, and the quality is far more than that.

When other potions masters were still making potions with experience, he could already sense the changes in the properties of the potions, no longer limited by experience and feel, and knew exactly when to add new herbs and when to change the mixing, but it was more intuitive than other potions masters.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, if his perception is low, how can he communicate with the existence of the heterotopic plane.

But Simon is still a little pity, he feels that he has made the wrong attribute, how good it would be if it were added to the spirit, after all, in his opinion, it is still very cool to bend the spoon with his mental power, at least he doesn't have to wipe it with a paper paper when he goes to the toilet, how convenient!

Simon pinched a small snack in one hand and put it into his mouth, and with a slight effort with the other hand, he pulled away the two pages that were tightly rubbed together, and as he pulled the pages apart little by little, the words on the two pages seemed to be like tears, constantly sliding down from the top and down, as if life and death were parting.

Simon raised his eyebrows and slapped the two pages of the book, even the pages of the book have shown affection these days!

As if feeling Simon's murderous aura, the two pages of the book are also full of stability, but the edges of the pages are still rolled into a heart shape from time to time, expressing their love to each other.

Time passed slowly and imperceptibly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

It was already snowing outside the window, and Nurondo had not seen snow in years. Dozens of centimeters of snow had accumulated in the courtyard under the villa, and everything was snow-white as far as the eye could see.

Simon had also gotten up early. Don't get me wrong, he didn't get up to build a snowman.

Before dawn, he had already gotten out of bed and went to his new studio. Last night he had been reading late into the night and had discovered two very interesting potions, so much so that he had a new idea.

In the workshop, Simon placed a Zela fire ant in the vessel, and then continued to inject his new potion, and the Zela fire ant kept spinning in the vessel with some uneasiness.

As the potion continued to soak its body, the Zela fire ant became more and more vivid, especially the upper jaw and mouthparts became more and more black and shiny, and there seemed to be a strange light faintly.

It's just that it's not in a good state at the moment, it keeps turning in the vessel, and there are a lot of cracks on its body, and it's vaguely no longer under Simon's control.

Click!

The Zela fire ant suddenly slammed headlong into the vessel that trapped it, and the upper jaw bit down on the smooth vessel, and began to gnaw frantically.

The glassware used for the experiment was right under Simon's nose, and it was bitten through by this potion-soaked Zela fire ant, if you only know that this vessel is about six millimeters thick, when can an ant bite through it.

It seems that the effect of this bottle of magic weapon potion is really good, but the effect is a little too domineering, and this fire ant is afraid that it will not live too long. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Zela fire ant, which was still frantically gnawing on the glass, to split its limbs in an instant, and the formic acid flowing out of its body corroded the workbench.

Simon nodded with satisfaction, it seems that his thinking is correct, and after finding the main material of another potion later, he can start refining the new Zela fire ant. After all, these little things are not bad against ordinary people, but they are useless against an existence like a ghoul lord.

Just like last time, no matter how many Zela fire ants were, as long as they got a little closer to the ghoul lord's body, their weak vitality was corroded by the ghoul lord's own corrupt aura, and it was useless at all.

He already had a new idea at the moment, using magic potions to strengthen the essence of Zela's fire ants, and then using the Gu cultivation technique to cultivate Gu worms controlled by himself, this method should have a great chance of success.

However, now the raw materials of the potion have become a problem, and I didn't get many materials from Anduin, and when I brought them back, they were still stored in the Mirror of Eternity.

It has been eroded a lot by the underworld soil in the Mirror of Eternity, and there is not much that can be used, so it seems that we still have to think of a way.

The most important thing is that his previous idea of relying on devouring all kinds of alien spirits to improve the Mirror of Eternity has been proven to be unfeasible, and it is not enough to collect it by himself, I am afraid that it will not be enough to wait until he dies of old age.

Ordinary ghosts and monsters simply can't provide a large number of the laws needed for the Mirror of Eternity. Unless it is to devour a few more aliens like the Ghoul Lord, it will take at least thirty or so to rely on these weak aliens, such as Anduin's soul, to make the Mirror of Eternity go further, and I don't know how many will be needed in the future.

But now that his own strength alone is not enough to hunt down a ghoul-level existence, it seems that he still needs to plan carefully.

Just as Simon was constantly thinking about and planning the next plan, there was a sudden roar of cars outside the villa, getting closer and closer to his villa.

Simon's eyes froze, there are not many residents under McKinley Mountain, and there is only one house nearby, and it is still snowing heavily, and someone suddenly comes, so it is better to be careful. With a thought, he took out two bottles of potion from the cryogenic storage box, put them in the pocket of his trench coat, and strode out of the studio.