"Teacher, what kind of job is it?" Moen has been on the Huls Continent for more than four months, and although he has recently been appointed as the dean of the Pharmacy Academy in Mist Town, his main task now is to learn the western script with more than forty students, and now he is a little excited to hear that Donner has an important job to hand over to you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'll talk about this later......"

Donner shook his head with a smile, and then spent some time discussing with Mr. Merkel the plan for the first step of the construction of the water conservancy project, and finally decided to form a working group of water conservancy projects composed of representatives of minor nobles, civil craftsmen and farmers, with Mr. Merkel as the leader, and Donner would invite Natia to participate in addition to himself, so as to connect and organize the work of the dwarf craftsmen.

After arranging this, Merkel couldn't wait to leave the conference room and head to Santan, a day's journey south of Misty Town, where Donner still stayed every day, but Santan, where Merkel was stationed, was already the political hub of the three northern provinces.

When Merkel was gone, Donner took a wad of manuscript paper from his bosom and handed it to Moen. Wesley glanced at the stack of papers, then looked at Donner with a slight puzzle. Donner made a "it doesn't matter" look at him.

Moen only turned the page before he looked up in surprise and said, "Teacher...... This is a recipe for a sixth-level magic potion?"

"That's right, look at how many potions are found in Middle-earth. "Donner has already copied the potions mentioned in the recipe, corresponding to the characteristics and shapes recorded in the Magic Continent's Potions Compendium, according to the content recorded by the brain, so there is such a thick pile.

Donner did not bind the stack of papers, so when Moen heard him say this, he immediately handed them out, and each of the five pharmacists took a portion in his hand, looked at them one by one, and set aside from time to time what he could recognize.

In a few minutes, the work was completed, and out of the total of more than a hundred potions, only three were unknown to Moen and the others, much less than the eleven that Donner had come up with at the time, and the reason was self-evident - Donner had prepared two potions in total, and he was far from being able to know the potions of Middle-earth by heart.

"Are there only three?" Donner smiled and nodded, "I'll get these potions and their seeds through special channels...... It will take a year at most, and you have to give me this recipe thoroughly in this year, and after a year, you will go all out to tackle the problem!"

"Master!" Pino suddenly raised a recipe in his hand: "I see that there is also a material mentioned in the configuration process, which is not ...... on the drawings you just had."

"You mean the magic core, right?" Donner reached into his arms, took out a seventh-level magic core and handed it to Moen, and said with a smile: "This, I have it!"

Moen looked at the sunlight outside the window for a few moments, then handed it to Luna, who was beside her, and it didn't take long for several pharmacists to read them all.

"You can also keep this for research, and see if there are any problems with the method of dissolving the magic core in the configuration process...... But don't waste it, I'm only going to give you one ...... a month until I officially start configuring it," Donner reminded.

"Master, I see, don't worry! Although there are no three potions yet, there are more than a hundred other kinds of potions, and we can start working right away!" Moen said with a solemn face.

"Very good...... Then go first. Donner smiled and nodded.

Just as the five pharmacists were about to walk out, Donner suddenly remembered something and stopped Moen.

"Teacher...... Do you have anything else to do?" Moen sat down again.

Donner waited and confirmed that the other four pharmacists were far away, before frowning, "Moen, I hope you understand me, it's not that I don't trust them, but this thing is too important and too sensitive. ”

"Teacher, what do you mean......" Moen seemed to understand.

Donner slowly took a piece of manuscript paper folded into a small piece from his bosom, unfolded it, and handed it to Moen.

"The last few steps of the configuration process are wrong...... This one is correct. Donner finished speaking to Moen, then glanced at Wesley, who made a "I see" look.

Moen was about to speak, but Donner reached out to stop him, and said slowly, "It's not just because I want to control the power in my own hands, but more importantly, once this potion spreads, Middle-earth will definitely fall into chaos." ”

"Teacher, I know!" Moen nodded heavily: "Magician means more lifespan and consumes more resources!"

"Good...... You memorize the last few steps on this......" Donner said.

After a few minutes, Moen handed the paper back to Donner and left the conference room.

"You trust him?" asked Wesley softly.

"I trust him. Donner nodded.

"Hmm...... Tell me, what work have you assigned me?" Wesley leaned back in his chair and stretched, knowing that he couldn't escape, he simply asked.

Donner smiled, tore off the corner of the manuscript paper that Moen had left just now, then wrote a few lines on it, handed it to Wesley, and said, "Three potions and seeds, the more the merrier, ship to this address......"

"You don't want me to go back to the Magic Continent, do you?" said Wesley, who sat up straight.

"I'm asking you to hand over to a god son, of course, if you're willing to go back to the Magic Continent, I don't mind. Donner laughed.

"Miko?" the expression on Wesley's face finally relaxed, "Now Miko seems to come to Coennas once a year. ”

"I asked, I won't be here until May. Donner shook his head and said, "You should go to the Salk continent, where the Son of God from western Middle-earth usually is." ”

"Okay......" Wesley nodded, "I see the address you left is from the Kaios Continent?"

"The address is the secret stake of the Far North Country, so you have to let the Son of God be handed over to them by ordinary people. Downer reminded.

"Since you're on a trip, do you want the Holy See to bring some magic crystals over?" asked Wesley.

"No, I brought back a few hundred amethysts, which are enough for a few hundred years at the price of Middle-earth. Donner shook his head and said, "Moreover, no one pays attention to the potions, and I am worried that there will be problems in the intermediate links." ”

"Is there anything else to explain? I've been back and forth for more than two months," Wesley sighed.

"Don't hook up with any lady there. Donner laughed.

"It's hard to say...... Wesleytian shamelessly spread his palms.

Donner shook his head: "Go early and come back early, there will be more and more things here." ”

(Ask for a commuter pass!Recommend a ticket!) (To be continued.) )