"How did you do that?" Phil blurted out the question, the most cliché Lukka had ever heard after casting the spell. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But after all, Phil is not one of those guys who can only be stunned, and soon searched for those rumors in his memory, and made a judgment based on what he saw: "This is also magic?"

Lukka nodded triumphantly.

Phil carefully observed the remaining powder, which seemed to be difficult to see with the naked eye, took out a very small medicine spoon from the tool kit, carefully dug a little, picked up an empty test tube with his left hand, and tilted the medicine spoon with the powder to the bottom of the test tube, and then stood upright as a whole.

Then, he carefully slipped the test tube into a complicated device, which Lukka couldn't name, but remembered the price clearly: two thousand four hundred silver coins. It's this price, and it took Golden Tooth to go to several places to find it, and I couldn't find it if I wanted to buy a second one.

The device is not a modern precision instrument, and of course does not intelligently report analyte readings, but after the tube is inserted, it creaks and turns for a while, scattering several different colored rays from the prism above and shining on the upright wooden board behind it.

Phil was very familiar with the light, picked up a ruler and measured it on the white-painted wooden board, and said in surprise: "The purity is over 99.99%!"

He turned around and gathered the powder on the table, folded the white paper underneath, put it all into a jar, plugged it with the matching stopper, and then breathed a sigh of relief, turned and said to Luca again:

"Captain Lester, let's work together! With your skills and my skills, we can create miracles like we've never seen before!"

If you were so eloquent, if you were to devote yourself to advertising, you might be able to create a miracle that you had never seen before, Luca thought to himself. But the commerce of the Sunset Islands is still very primitive, and even the currency is a heavy thing like silver coins, how can there be a place for Phil to use this talent?

"Want to cooperate? It depends on whether what you make this time can make me look good. Of course, Luca would not refuse this kind of gift package sent to the door, but in the face of this "little" boy, he had to pay more attention and did not talk too hard.

"You'll know when you see my results!" Phil reached out and tried to pat Lukka on the shoulder, but the height difference allowed him to only pat his waist. Unfazed, though, he turned around and picked up the glass bottle next to him.

The bottle was stuffed with wet balls, the largest being the size of a soybean, and it was so dense that Lukka and the rest of the crew had a tingling scalp on their faces.

Phil didn't find it disgusting at all, and poured the eyeballs from the bottle onto a flat-bottomed glassware, fiddling with them one by one.

"I remembered that I hadn't finished wiping my armor yet, so I'd go back first!" Ollie fled, as did the others, even the usually daring Daniel didn't want to look at it.

Lukka wanted to leave immediately, but as he walked towards the door, Phil fiddled with the steel pin in his hand again.

A special energy vibrated behind Luka, he didn't have to look back at all, this perception was not something that needed to be seen, and at this point, he was even sharper than Crete's eyes.

The energy was not too big, but it was obviously different from the eyeballs attached to the southern giant bees under Phil's men, and although there were no hints in the books, Lukka knew that it was by no means the common alchemical material in the Sunset Islands.

He turned, took a few steps to Phil, took the steel needle, and pulled the upper layer of eyeballs aside to reveal the one below.

This eyeball was significantly larger than the others, about the diameter of Luca's little finger, and the whole was translucent golden yellow, and the black pupil on it was shrunk to a diameter of two or three millimeters, not at all as lifeless as the other eyeballs.

Even though it was daytime, the light in the cabin was not as good as outside. Lukka reached out and cast a light spell, this time turning it up so brightly that the white light in his hand eclipsed the sun outside the window. Of course, the sun with black lines is not very healthy.

As soon as it came into contact with the light, the pupil on the golden eyeball suddenly shrank, and instantly turned into a small black dot.

"Is this alive?!" Phil was also startled and subconsciously ducked back. He was too short, and he was originally stepping on a stool, and this time he fell directly to the ground.

Lukka reached out and pulled him up: "It's not alive, it should be a stress response to this thing." ”

"It's all stressed, it's not alive yet?" Phil walked over and looked at it carefully, "It's not a giant bee eyeball, I've never seen anything like this." ”

Shut up and fall from Luka's shoulder to the table, only to be blinded by the illumination.

"You darken it!" it squinted.

Lukka adjusted the brightness, shut up and walked back and forth next to the container.

Although the eyeball did not have any tendon ligaments, its pupils kept adjusting its direction with the shape of the parrot.

Shut up and immediately made a judgment: "This is the eye of the dragon fly!"

"What's that?" "Not to mention Phil, Lukka hadn't seen it, but he seemed to have heard the name, perhaps, in some ancient game he played?"

"The dragon fly is a carnivorous insect that is highly venomous, and is classified as a Class II dangerous species in the wizarding world. Shut up and replied.

Phil had another question: "No, according to what you said, if it is a fly, shouldn't it be a compound eye?"

"Don't use your poor common sense to set up situations in different worlds, you don't have a mage here, don't you have one standing in front of you now?" Shut up and slapped his wings on his head, very unhappy that his authoritative answer was questioned.

"Well, what's the use of this thing?" asked Phil, straightening his parrot's messed hair.

"Uh......" The action of closing his mouth suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds, he said in the smallest voice, "I am not an alchemy book. ”

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Phil didn't hear clearly.

"It says it doesn't know. What is the use of asking a magic book about alchemical materials?" Lucati replied by shutting up.

Phil thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, this thing is alchemy material anyway, right?"

As he spoke, he took out a small specimen bottle and carefully pinched the dragonfly's eyeball with tweezers, the pupils on it still moving with his hand.

"Leave it to me, even if you only have this one eyeball, give me enough time, and I will definitely be able to analyze its use!" In the field of alchemy, Phil was always full of confidence.

"It's okay for you to take it, but can you tell us what exactly you're going to do with these ingredients? Lukka wasn't going to get close to those slimy eyeballs either.