Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Cat Is Really a Liquid

Never get any hope for good luck in life.

Only in this way, when good fortune does not come, you will not feel so lost.

After experiencing Tuesday's astronomy class, Zheng Qing had a deeper understanding of this proverb - Professor Emma did not forget to assign homework to the students of astronomy 08-1 class as the young public scholarship students hoped, on the contrary, because of the homework assigned to Zheng Qing and others, the old lady remembered that there was no homework in the morning class, and specially flew a paper crane to the students in that class and added tasks.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but mourn for those children for a second.

Never having one, isn't the worst thing to do.

Having and then losing—like a weekend without a magic homework—is the saddest thing to do.

Throughout Tuesday night, including Wednesday, Zheng Qing was frantically doing his homework. These include a paper asked by Professor Yao to analyze the structure of Yuanchen's guardian spell, Professor Emma's request to write a 5,000-word magic proposition, Professor Yi's request to add a new moving average to the line chart, and a new rune that Teacher Zhang asked everyone to master.

Comparatively speaking, Zheng Qing was a little more relaxed than the others.

After all, he'd learned all the runes.

Therefore, in Thursday's Potions class, he had more free time to complete Professor Li's Potions nature analysis, instead of drawing a few runes in the desk drawer while taking Potions class like Xin Fatzi.

"You only need to spend half of your time running after class on your homework, and you don't have to work so hard. Zheng Qing looked at the fat man Xin who was busy with oil, and felt a relative: "By the way, I would like to remind you...... If the breath of your thunder talisman is not evenly retracted, it will leak. ”

The air leak means that this talisman will not be able to contain the spiritual power, and the effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

But for Xin Fatzi, it is obviously more important to complete the homework of the talisman class than to draw a talisman with complete effect.

"It's right. ”

He waved his hand nonchalantly, quietly stuffed the drawn rune paper into the depths of the drawer, and while poking a cat fruit in front of him, he rolled his eyes at Zheng Qing: "...... Do you think everyone is like you, and it feels like the sky is falling if you can't draw a standard......-level talisman? I was very satisfied with the whole beard and tail drawing such a talisman. ”

The ginger cat fruit was poked by the fat man's fingers and rippled, trembling in the porcelain plate, and Zheng Qing was terrified when he saw it.

The scientific name of the cat fruit is 'Mobley fruit', which is a magical plant produced in the Mobley Valley deep on the African continent.

In today's potions class, Professor Li taught you a new palliative formula, and cat fruit is one of the main medicines of this palliative. At the moment, most of the students are learning how to deal with cat fruits.

Although it is called a 'fruit' and has the characteristics of a normal fruit, the cat fruit is different from most fruits. Because it hangs on the branches in the shape of a liquid sphere at room temperature and pressure, occasionally small insects are lured by the sweetness of the fruit and fall on the cat fruit, they will be drowned in the fruit and turned into nourishment for the growth of the cat fruit.

In a way, the cat fruit is a combination of plant, animal, and non-living properties, and is a very magical existence.

As time goes by, the nutrients become more abundant, and the color of the fruit gradually deepens, from pale yellow, to turmeric, to dark yellow, orange-red, deep red, and even purple-black.

Each color represents a different efficacy and medicinal value.

For example, the colorless cat fruit is an excellent 'rootless water', which is the best neutralizer for most pills, while the ripe purple-black cat fruit is a highly poisonous thing, which can be used externally to penetrate the intestines and rot the stomach, and can even corrode the soul when taken internally.

Turmeric cat fruit, on the other hand, is an essential active ingredient in many placebos – a palliative agent is one of them.

The palliative is a potion that can be used to calm and soothe irritability, and it is said that the fourth-year graduates use this potion in large quantities, and in order to save the cost of young wizards, the school simply taught the medicine to the students in the first grade, so that everyone does not have to spend a lot of money to buy the medicine in the pharmacy in the senior year.

"Stop!" Zheng Qing lowered his voice and shouted: "The cat fruit is very solid after it leaves the branch, and it is easy to collapse...... Do you want to deduct all the credits for this class?"

Fat Xin shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Don't worry, I'm not as good as you in drawing talismans, but I'm an expert when it comes to dealing with potions. As he spoke, he stretched out his stubby index finger again and poked the trembling cat fruit left and right.

Then, in the eyes of the two of them, the cat fruit 'snapped' and collapsed into a puddle of turmeric liquid.

It's like a puddle of cat urine.

Zheng Qing's eyes were quick, he pressed the law book with one hand, used spells to control the speed of the cat's fruit juice dispersion, and grabbed the largest scale straw in the other, trying to collect every drop of precious medicinal juice.

At the same time, he also looked up at the fat man and glared angrily: "What are you doing in a daze?

The fat man took care of the loss, and without saying a word, he went to grind the hollyhock root with a frown.

When Zheng Qing finished collecting the remaining cat fruit liquid and turned his head to look at the fat man's workbench, the hollyhock root under the fat man's hand had not yet been processed halfway.

"You can use sneezing grass, it's a lot easier to deal with. The public-funded student complained: "Why do you have to choose a difficult plan?"

The use of sneezing root grass in ordinary relieving agents can easily lead to drowsy and irreversible lethargy, while the advanced version of the relieving agent uses marshmallow root, which can treat many serious diseases, including werewolf mania.

Since there are two versions, 'normal' and 'advanced', there is naturally a difference between the upper and lower production processes.

The sneezing grass only needs to be cut into one-third inch cubes, and then put it into the mill, and grind it five and a half times at a constant clockwise speed, and the medicinal juice can be used normally without peculiar smell.

The hollyhock root needs to be finely chopped with a silver knife, put into a stone trough and finely ground, and the particle size is average before it can be used. If the particles are uneven, the final alleliative agent will not only not soothe the irritability, but may make the user depressed and depressed.

"Because we don't have enough cat juice," Xin Fat replied in a weak tone, "Dispensing medicine with sneezing root grass may not be thorough enough......"

Zheng Qing believes in this judgment.

"Where's the doctor?" he turned to ask where Xiao Xiao was.

If Xiao Xiao had dealt with the potions with himself today, he would definitely not have been in the same hurry as before.

"Having taken a leave of absence to go to the library, he is said to have thought of a new method of divination that might be useful. Fat Xin continued to reply in a very small voice.

Zheng Qing suddenly fell silent.

Lin Guo's black goat has never been found.

Xiao Xiao, as the person in charge of divination and finding sheep, has always been under great pressure.

"It's good to be a top student," after a long silence, the young public-funded student finally sighed: "Just ask for leave, I've never worried that I can'......t complete my homework."

The fat man rolled his eyes.

Why didn't I see you so humble in the Fu Gong class?