"Why is it dark again?"

Mu You looked at the slimy black paste at the bottom of the crucible speechlessly, what about the color of nature?

He had no choice but to take out the ointment first and pour it into a glass jar that had already been prepared on the side.

The whole paste is like a flowing jelly, firmly attached to each other, never separating, and finally not a single trace of it has slipped into the glass jar.

This is not the nature of the plaster itself, but the characteristic of the witch's cauldron: the potion refined from the crucible, no matter how thick it is, will not stick to the crucible for half a minute, killing all non-stick pans in the world.

Therefore, when using a magic cauldron, there is no need to worry about whether to wash the pot or not, whether there will be 'smell' between different potions, etc., because there will be no impurities or residues on the inner wall of the crucible, and every refining medicine is a new beginning.

As soon as the soles of his feet moved, the enchantment was automatically lifted, and Mu You turned off the switch of the automatic trigger for the first time, and then took the mobile phone, opened the game, and checked the records.

[You have obtained a healing ointment (inferior): the lowest-grade healing ointment, which exudes a strong smell and has a greatly reduced recovery effect, and can barely be used to treat trauma. Lasts healing within half an hour, recovering up to 50 HP...... But maybe its smell is more mentally polluting than restoring life, so are you sure you want to use this on the sick? 】

Sure enough, it's a youth version!

The original version recovers 200 points of life in one minute, and the youth version only recovers 50 points in half an hour, and the gap is not ordinarily large.

Mu You is helpless, this broken game text is still damaged as always, isn't it just a little heavier? Good medicine is bitter and hard to understand.

And this is his first time refining medicine, and the whole process is purely on his own, and it is already good to be able to drum up a finished product!

Mu You comforted himself, and then took the ointment into the backpack.

The first potion in my life is, of course, to be used on the most precious unicorn in the family!

"Come on, good baby, don't be afraid, believe me, although it looks a little dark, this is really medicine! Have you ever heard of black jade intermittent cream? The effect is the same! ”

Under the unicorn's frightened gaze, Mu You pressed it, removed the gauze from its body, and applied the ointment to each wound.

"It worked!"

Seeing that the wound really began to recover slowly little by little, Mu You was very relieved, and his efforts were finally in vain.

Then he ignored the unicorn's pitiful 'begging to be spared' eyes, and hurriedly went to the basement to concoct the same method, and boiled two new ointments.

Three consecutive doses of ointment were applied, and the unicorn's wounds were finally covered all over his body.

At this point, the unicorn fell to the ground without love, its nose twitching, gasping for breath, the tears in its eyes already swirling wildly, and it preferred to continue to tie the bandage compared to the stinky ointment.

Even the mandrake, who likes unicorns the most, pinched his nose and hid far away at this time, while staring at the remaining black medicine jar in Mu You's hand with frightened eyes, for fear that the two-legged beast would also forcibly wipe this ghost thing on it.

"Good boy! Just stick to it for half an hour, and after half an hour you'll be ready to shower! ”

Mu You comforted the unicorn softly, afraid that it would sneak away to take a bath, so he had to keep guard. He waited for half an hour until it was confirmed that all wounds on its body had fully healed, and then it was set free.

The unicorn was fully healthy at this time, jumped and fled, and couldn't wait to jump into the stream to wash the incense, and washed it several times before finally covering the smell on its body.

"Does it smell so bad?"

Mu You was slightly embarrassed.

It may be that because he kept repeating during the boiling process and stayed in front of the crucible for too long, his sense of smell was already immune to bitterness to a certain extent, so he didn't feel that this thing tasted too big.

And just now, even the game popped up a prompt saying 'Today's Lifespan Mission Complete', indicating that the game also recognized that this was a real potion.

Of course, if he can, he still has to find a way to improve it, otherwise he won't be able to use it up himself, and he won't be able to sell it for a good price, and he will have to smash it in his hands in the end.

Mu You returned to the basement, thinking about ways to improve along the way.

After hundreds of exercises, he can be regarded as practice makes perfect, almost all processes have become perfect, where else can be improved?

Mu You really couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Mu You, what are you doing? It stinks! ”

At this time, Cola emerged from the staircase in the basement, and his paws kept fanning in front of him, his face full of disgust. There was no Mu You's alarm clock to wake up today, it was just woken up by this bitter smell, and immediately rushed down to find Mu You to ask for the guilt.

"Don't make any noise, I'll refine medicine." Mu You said casually.

"Alchemy?"

Coke was very puzzled, endured the smell, jumped down the stairs, and walked to Mu You's side for a turn.

Looking at Mu You, and then looking at the instruments on the table, it suddenly shouted: "No wonder it stinks, how can you use this kind of flame to refine the magic potion meow?" ”

Mu You was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly looked at it: "Do you still have requirements for flame refining?" ”

"Of course meow!"

Cola said, "Potions must be made with magical flames, this is common knowledge that all demons know!" When my master used to make potions, he used a fire spirit specially contracted to assist in refining potions. ”

"Fire Spirit?"

"It's a kind of intelligent creature condensed by natural elements, composed of pure fire elements, but this kind of elemental creature is extremely difficult to tame, so the price is also very expensive, and a fire spirit has a lifespan of at least eight thousand years! In my master's potions class, only my master can use the fire spirit! ”

Coke also showed off the financial resources of its former owner.

"Elemental Beings with Sapient Beings......"

Mu You was speechless after hearing this, it turned out that it was a flame for a long time, however, something with an eight-thousand-year lifespan, where did he get it?

However, Coke's later words made his mind move.

"Wait, you said she was the only one in the master's class who had a fire spirit...... So what did everyone else use to make potions? ”

"Fire spirit is just the best medium for alchemy, and you don't have to use fire spirit, as long as it's a magic flame! Ordinary people usually use cheap magic oil lamps or magic fireplaces to make medicines. Cola said.

Sure enough, there are alternatives!

Mu You hurriedly asked Coke to elaborate.

"The magic oil lamp is a small pot lamp, which can be converted into lamp oil by inputting magic power or throwing it into magic stones, and then produce magic flames, the advantage is that it is small and easy to carry, and the disadvantage is that the magic consumption is high, and it requires a steady stream of magic power."

"As for the magic fireplace, it is a kind of household fire-making equipment, which is basically available in every household, and the advantage is that the magic flame produced is stable, and the fuel only needs ordinary wood, and the consumption is very small. The disadvantage is that it is too large and bulky, and it can only be placed in a fixed place, making it difficult to carry around. ”

"That is, the difference between a light and a flashlight......" Mu You nodded.

After listening to Coke's explanation, he suddenly thought of a question: since the herb picker has always claimed to be a potions apprentice, in order to complete his own tasks, he must have to refine potions every day, right?

In that case, he should have a similar magic stove in his house.