Chapter 55: Notes
Note?
Ian was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized that he was involved in some trouble again. The notes of the pharmacist www.biquge.info are the results and essence of his own research, which is like the spell book of the mage in the other world, and the original martial arts of the martial arts master, even if it is a personal disciple, it may not be easy to teach, how can it be handed over casually because of a casual word from others?
The academic exchange meeting is imminent, and this is a naked attempt to steal the achievements of others to achieve one's own reputation!
"I didn't expect him to still remember my notes. β
After a long silence, Malken shook his head with a wry smile and asked softly, "Since he wants my notes, why can't he get them himself?"
"Hehe, Master Malken, you need to know ......" Harry shook his head as well, and he looked around the dilapidated and dirty hut with a hint of disgust in his haughty eyes, and replied in a tone of "helplessness", "How could the Lord have come to such a place." β
"We don't want him to come, get out of ...... Ugh!"
Before Malken could speak, the little rabbit couldn't look at it first. She blushed and jumped out of her grandfather's back, and it was only halfway through her words that the old man behind her grabbed the back of her coat and pulled her back.
"I'm sorry. The old man waved his indignant granddaughter behind him, smiled wryly at Harry and sighed, "My granddaughter is not very sensible, but if he really wants my notes, then let him take them himself." There's no way I'm going to give you the notes. β
"Master Malken. Hearing this, Harry couldn't help but raise his voice and said condescendingly: "I hope you don't forget." If it weren't for President Owen's protection, pharmacists like you who study the 'taboo' would have been kicked out of the city long ago. And, if it weren't for President Owen's remembrance of the old love, do you think a powerless pharmacist like you would really be able to keep his little insignificance?"
"Lie!" Xiao Aiwei shook off the old man's hand and roared angrily: "Obviously, you can't study it yourself, so you will keep grandpa." You just want to wait for Grandpa to research the 'Mental Image Amplification Elixir', and then snatch the results and treat them as your own." β
"You shameless scoundrels!"
Mental amplification potion?
Ian was shocked.
Is there a potion in this world that can increase the power of the mind?
Mental images are based on the existence of volitional souls, and it has long been unheard of anyone who has been able to develop a potion that can act on mental images. What kind of medicine can act on divine power? Or what is there in the mortal world that can act on the priesthood? If this so-called "mental image amplification potion" is true, then this kind of medicine will undoubtedly subvert the common sense of the past and allow mankind to enter a new realm.
"Little Ivy, obedient. The old man pulled the little girl back and grabbed her forearm.
"Grandpa!"
"Obedient. Holding his granddaughter, the old man emphasized solemnly again. Immediately, he looked up, thought of Harry, who was displeased, and replied, "Harry, you go back." Tell Owen that the Mental Amplification Potion has a fatal flaw and that it will only destroy humanity. β
"I've ruined that notebook. β
"Hehe, Master Malken, do you think I'll believe such a joke?" said Harry's laugh with a hint of mockery. Notes are the brainchild of a pharmacist, and for those who are truly obsessed with potions, how can they bear to destroy them with their own hands, even if they record dangerous things in their notes?
"Whether the potion is defective or not, President Owen will judge for himself. He sneered and walked over to the counter and spread his hands, "Hand over your notes, I don't want to do something rude to the old man and the child." β
"It's true that the notebook is no longer with me, and a friend picked it up. β
"Then it can't be helped. β
After staring into the old man's eyes for a long time, confirming that the old man didn't seem to be lying this time, Harry shook his head helplessly.
"I can only invite you and the little girl behind you to the Apothecary Guild for a while. He slapped his palm on the wooden counter, and a white silver frost spread from his palm. The temperature in the room began to drop sharply, and the glass potion bottle on the table suddenly shattered, making a "crackling" sound, and then the whole thing exploded.
Xiao Aiwei let out a scream and hid behind his grandfather in a panic. However, the old man's condition was not very good, and the ever-expanding hoarfrost clinging to his gray robe forced him to protect the girl all the way back, almost hitting the wall behind him.
Harry let out a chuckle that he thought was elegant. An ice snake swam silently along the ground from the laughter. He wanted to let the snake bypass the old man's protection, and teach the little girl a little lesson. Just as he was imagining the little girl's frightened and frightened appearance, a black boot suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and stepped on the head of the ice snake, and the white frost on the ground was trampled into ice chips with a "Kala".
"Huh?"
Harry's smile faltered, and his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he looked up from the shoe to realize that the young man he had been ignoring was caught between him and the old man.
"Sinners?"
He put on a disgusted expression and scolded haughtily, "Get out of here, this is not the place for you to be nosy." β
"I'm sorry. Ian chuckled and shook his head, "I can't leave this idle thing alone." β
"Huh?"
The three people in the audience were stunned, the old man and the girl showed surprised expressions, and Harry suddenly narrowed his eyes into two gaps.
"There is no culpability for killing the sinners of the Black Balance Society. β
"I know. It's justβ"
Ian's smile widened. Bringing a hat of the "Black Balance Society" to the sinners, he was about to vomit when he saw such a means of intimidation, and he really hoped to hear some new tricks.
"βMaster Malken's notes in my hand. β
"What did you say?"
Harry couldn't help but laugh, thinking he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. It was as if he were a fool when a sinner claimed that an apothecary master had given him his life's work. He didn't know that the old man who was blocked by Ian suddenly had a glimmer of light in his eyes. At the moment when Ian blocked the hoarfrost, a voice sounded in the old man's mind at the same time.
"Cooperate with me. β
The old man took a deep look at Ian's back, and then feigned a wry smile.
"He didn't lie to you. The old man shook his head and sighed softly, "A close friend of mine has taken the note, and he is a disciple of my best friend. β