Chapter Fifty-Eight: Death Laughs
In fact, Suxia was lucky.
Daddy has plenty of materials here, and the materials for refining various potions can be found on the first floor or in the basement.
There is no need for Su Xia to figure out how to get the materials by herself.
There is no need to rush to pay back the money owed for materials.
You can think of a way to do it slowly in the future.
So Su Xia could keep trying without any scruples, and he didn't stop all afternoon.
Hong Bafu leaned against the window, tossed a few potions in his hand, and said, "Brother Su, do you know, in other pharmacies, apprentices can't get too many materials at all, it's good to try once or twice a day, and in the early days, they can basically only do some errands." ”
Su Xia was stunned, looked up and said, "Only we are exceptions?" ”
"That's right, only the teacher is here!"
In other apothecaries, many poor apprentices could barely refine first-order potions after a few months of entry, and only after a few years of initiation could they advance to the second-order.
A casual attempt like Su Xia's, those apprentices couldn't even think of it.
The sky outside the window of the pharmacy was already dark, the sun was setting, and the time came to seven o'clock in the evening, and it was time for dinner.
The post-war economy was very bad, and many people in the city changed their three meals a day to two or even one, and if it weren't for the lack of food, not so many people would have chosen to join the army.
After all, the mortality rate of soldiers in this era was quite high.
"Whirring ......"
The night breeze weaves through the city, from the central affluent to the edge of the ruins.
In the humble refugee camps, many refugees are still hungry.
The relief food promised by the city lord was getting less and less, and I don't know where it went, and many people were already hungry to the bones, like living skeletons.
Those who starve to death will not be buried, but will only become new food to help the living last longer.
No one knows when such desperate days will end.
At the pharmacy, the aroma of food has filled the entire first floor.
The waiter at the restaurant across the street brought a luxurious eight dishes and one soup.
"Master, this is tonight's dish, are you satisfied?"
Facing Daddy, several waiters were quite respectful and kept bending over to speak.
Dad glanced at it lightly and said, "Okay, let's go back, I'll come over and clean it up later." ”
"Yes."
Several waiters respectfully retreated.
As a respected pharmacist, Dad is not short of money, and many people around him also want to please him.
In terms of quality of life, Daddy can live more comfortably than those guys in the wealthy areas of the city center, but he has always been more modest.
The reason why I ordered so many dishes was just because the apprentice was so good at eating.
Dad beckoned a few apprentices: "All come over for dinner." ”
"Come on!"
Hong Bafu swallowed his saliva, and his fat face was full of smiles.
Su Xia and Lan Bafu also followed.
The four masters and apprentices sat down in turn, the fragrance in the shop was overflowing, and the yellowing lights were a little more warm.
At the dinner table, Su Xia learned more about the life experiences of the two elder brothers.
Both of them were orphans, their parents died in the war, and when they met their father, they lived in the pharmacy and made it their home.
"Brother Su, what about you?" Lan Bafu asked, "I don't know where your home is." ”
"I'm from the ruined city, and my parents also died in the war......
According to the memories of the original owner, Su Xia made up an orphan life story for herself.
In any case, the two cities of Abandoned Armor and Coral City are not far away, and during the war, the inhabitants of the two cities often fled to each other.
A large number of civilians died or disappeared during this period, and it is now difficult to identify.
"Alas, we are all orphans!"
Lan Bafu sighed in a low voice, war is a cruel thing.
Although the large-scale war is over, small-scale friction continues.
One day in the future, either the Terrans counterattack or the Mechanics attack, and large-scale wars will eventually break out again, and the shadow of war will hang over everyone's heads.
Even without new wars, life in an area ruled by the Automata is quite difficult.
There is no hope in sight, like puppets whose souls are gradually distorted, living in the gap between sanity and hysteria every day.
"Many rebel groups are not really bent on fighting against the Automaton, and if the Automaton can really make the humans in the ruling area live a stable and happy life, then it is not impossible to lay down their weapons."
But the cruel reality proves that the concept of "rule by man" of the mechanical people does not work at all, but only let a small number of people have power first, and then squeeze the remaining majority.
Illusions must be abandoned, and resistance is the only way out......
……
After dinner.
Su Xia continued to try to refine a second-order poison.
"Bang!"
As soon as the refining began, the bottle shattered, and wisps of poisonous mist spread.
Hong Bafu knocked on a bottle of general antidote, and also handed a bottle to Su Xia, and then comforted: "Brother Su, first refine some first-order elixirs to return to the original, and then try second-order elixirs tomorrow." ”
"Yes, we don't lack time, we don't lack materials, there's no need to rush." Lan Bafu also said, "The most important thing is to relax your mind first, the more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes." ”
Based on the two of them's own experience, they estimated that Su Xia should be able to refine the second-order elixir in about 5-7 days.
This speed, placed in the outside world, is enough to cause a sensation of super genius.
Now I'm afraid that Su Xia is too impatient and can't bear it.
Every pharmacist has a long path to failure.
Su Xia nodded: "Okay, I'll try again......"
He was not impatient, he was able to accept countless failures, and the reason why he continued to try was because he found a little "feeling" that Hongbafu said.
It feels very special, like an epiphany in a novel.
When he put the material into the Erlenmeyer flask again, there was a hint of "about to succeed".
"Click...... Click......"
The pointer on the wall turns.
The clock ticked down until it was ten o'clock that night.
During this period, Su Xia never succeeded.
Fail......
Or failed......
I don't know how many failures I have experienced.
The scrapped materials beside Su Xia were already piled up higher than him, and the bill for materials owed by his father was even longer than endless.
Maybe he hadn't rested for too long, and there were a few more bloodshots in his eyes, but his spirit was still high.
Just after ten o'clock, he finally had a tube of dark green poison in his hand.
[Name: Death Laughter]
[Grade: 2nd Order Elixir]
[Type: Poison]
[Description: Life Happiness Medicine]
[After inhaling poison gas, the enemy will fall into a crazy laugh]
[Note: Under the effect of the talent "Death Tenderness", this potion has an additional 13% potency]
It worked!
An indescribable joy welled up in his heart, Su Xia was too lazy to care about how much money he owed, success was the most important thing!
He immediately handed the tube of poison to Hong Bafu and said, "Brother Hong, take a look!" ”
"It's ......"
When Hong Bafu saw this potion, his heart trembled violently, and he stood up directly.