It is probably because Wang Xiaohu is thoughtful this time, so the bottles and cans containing colorful liquids are pasted with paper, which roughly states the function and usage of the liquid in the bottles and cans.

There are not many bottles and cans, just five large and small bottles.

The small one is only the size of the thumb and finger, and the big one is only half a slap.

Five bottles of liquid, some for treating trauma, some for detoxification, some for replenishing physical energy, some for stimulating the spirit, and the last one is for dispelling evil spirits.

From a rough point of view, it is roughly different from the efficacy of the pill, but I don't know how strong these things are.

As his thoughts turned, Zhao Jingyang picked up the bottle of light blue liquid with a little scarlet glow for the treatment of trauma, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

Immediately, a smell similar to the smell of peppercorns poured into my nose.

Zhao Jingyang squinted his eyes and slowly savored it.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and a touch of coldness flowed in his eyes.

The liquid in this bottle does have the effect of treating trauma, but the effect is slightly inferior to the Jinchuang paste that Zhao Jingyang first took out.

It's certainly nothing.

What made Zhao Jingyang's eyes show coldness was that there was some kind of addictive ingredient in this thing!

Zhao Jingyang's most powerful thing is, of course, his ability to do things with others; But Zhao Jingyang's alchemy and weapon-making skills are not bad.

The liquid in the bottle is just the basic medicine of this world, where can the ingredients be hidden from Zhao Jingyang?

Sniff it, and it's immediately clear.

Subsequently, Zhao Jingyang analyzed the other bottles and came to the conclusion that the people who sell medicines in Linglong District are unscrupulous female businessmen!

In every potion, unnecessary ingredients have been added!

It's all stuffed!

The most conscientious of them all, the one who adds water; The worst is the addition of addictive ingredients. Z.br>

Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death if you sell these black-hearted bullshit things?

Linglong District does business, and the object is the extraordinary; How much backing do you have to sell things, and you are not afraid of retaliation if you do black-hearted business?

Or rather, watching people cook?

That's a reasonable assumption.

Linglong District is so big, Wang Xiaohu and Wang Xiaohu are both strangers, is it the number of ways to bully?

"Bullying me Zhao Jingyang... Let's see another day, what kind of deception he has!"

Flicking his sleeves and spitting, he was about to annihilate these bottles, but suddenly stopped; Zhao Jingyang's eyes flickered, and he was thinking about his mind. The ingredients of these potions are indeed not complicated, and Zhao Jingyang can understand them when he sniffs them; However, the means and methods of production are extremely novel.

It is very different from the method of alchemy.

There is something to learn from.

It just so happens that there is a handle here, go to those pharmacies another day, and sell medicines, if you can cheat out the method of refining medicines, then you will not lose.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Jingyang flicked his sleeves and put away the five bottles of medicine. Then his gaze fell on a few objects.

Grabbed a pistol similar to a revolver, heavy, weighed it, Zhao Jingyang stared at this thing, the thought poked out, and groped carefully.

After a while, there was a gain.

After pondering several other short knives, daggers, and stabbing swords one by one, Zhao Jingyang exhaled, but he was a little happy in his heart.

Obviously, these artifacts are not ordinary utensils. Similar to ritual instruments.

The power is very, very average, slightly inferior to the most ordinary magic weapons.

From this point of view, this bit of power is naturally not enough to teach Zhao Jingyang to look sideways; What Zhao Jingyang likes is the refining method of these items, which is completely different from the method he knows and knows, and a novel refining method from another angle.

He dismantled these artifacts again, looked inside and out, and found the origin of their extraordinary powers, all of which were marks of different sizes and patterns of rice grains.

Zhao Jingyang pondered carefully and found that these marks seemed to grow on them

There are almost no traces of artificiality.

It's amazing.

The means of making utensils known to Zhao Jingyang have gone from shallow to deep, and when they reach high and deep places, they can naturally create this kind of tribute that cannot be seen; However, the magic weapons refined by primary means, the artificial traces are clear at a glance.

Like these objects in front of him, they are a line worse than the most basic magic weapons, and they can't be made by masters who are deep enough to refine magic weapons!

If you have the ability to refine magic weapons, you can come back to refine magic weapons, no matter how casual and careless, the magic weapons you refine are more than this power!

This shows that there is a big difference between the means of making tools in this world and the means of making tools that Zhao Jingyang knows; In such differences, there is knowledge that can be learned.

Zhao Jingyang carefully looked at the parts that were dismantled from several objects and contained imprints, and carefully wrote down several different imprints, and carefully tasted and pondered.

...

The next day, Zhao Jingyang came down early in the morning, and Yeming was cleaning the hall on the ground floor with a broom.

Seeing Zhao Jingyang coming down, he hurriedly said, "Brother Xiaohu and Liu Li have gone out."

Zhao Jingyang noticed that she was a little nervous, and said, "I don't ask about this."

"Oh." Yeming was on a broom, a little at a loss.

Zhao Jingyang smiled: "I thought you were quite bold and could say anything. What's wrong today?"

Ye Ming snorted for a moment and said, "You are a transcendent being..."

Zhao Jingyang was dumbfounded.

FeelingsThis girl's reflex nerve is a little long, didn't she realize that Zhao Jingyang was an extraordinary person before? Or is it aware, but suddenly doesn't understand what it means to be transcendent?

"Are you afraid?" Zhao Jingyang pulled over a chair and sat down.

Ye Ming hesitated for a moment and said, "Transcendents are not good people..."

She hurriedly said, "I didn't mean you!"

Seeing that Zhao Jingyang was not angry, he continued: "When I was a child, I lived in Binhai Town near Peanutun City, and I once experienced something related to the transcendental."

She's here to tell you more.

It turned out that when she was a teenager, that is, seven or eight years ago, an incident happened in Marina Town, where monsters in the sea came ashore to eat people; Later, a few transcendents came, and she was quite happy at the time. But the transcendents did not care about the townspeople.

He even deliberately used residents as bait and cannon fodder.

When the matter is settled, the town is in shambles; So much so that hundreds of dead and wounded were killed. Ten times more people have been eaten by monsters in the sea before!

Property damage is not counted.

So much so that many people had to move out of Marina Town and go elsewhere to earn a living.

Since then, the concept of "extraordinary people are not good people" has been planted in this girl's heart.

In addition, in recent years, various reports in the newspapers have caused trouble in cults, and the transcendents of cults have been sacrificed by 10,000 people; Or the transcendent fights, and the number of dead and wounded.

None of this is particularly good.

Zhao Jingyang listened, his face expressionless.

When the girl saw this, she said, "That's right, that's the expression. Those transcendents look at us like this!"

Zhao Jingyang suddenly broke the defense.