In the room, Yorkham Jones first completely dismantled the vitality ore and mixed it with holy water (pure source water), and then took out the eyes and feathers of the 'dumb duck'.

Rinsing the beaker with holy water, Yorkham Jones put the eyes and feathers of the dumbduck inside.

As the psionic lamp lit, the eyes and feathers slowly softened, and Yorkham Jones picked up a glass rod and stirred it gently.

Slowly, the soft feathers and eyes turn into wisps of liquid of the same color, for example, the eyes are black liquid, and the feathers are multicolored liquid.

After a few glances, Yorkham Jones sped up the stirring up a few bits.

After a few moments, the liquid began to evaporate, and a cloud of colored mixed mist rose from the beaker.

Seeing this, Yorkham Jones unhurriedly picked up the 'Dream Source Grass' and put it in.

'Dream Source Grass' is a bit similar to sleeping pills, but the effect is much better, as long as you take two bites, if you are not a transcendent person, you will definitely fall asleep instantly, and there are no side effects.

On top of that, 'Dream Source Grass' is apple-flavored and tastes like fruit, and it seems that this transcendent herb is very popular in the mortal market.

After the 'Dream Source Grass' entered the beaker, twinkling red stars suddenly rose from the colored mist, looking strange and beautiful.

Slowly, the mist drifted into the room.

Layers of colorful light veils floated, red stars twinkled, looking at the flowing galaxy in the house, compared to making potions, in fact, it was more like creating a world, a starry sky.

It is only this kind of beauty that can make Yorkham Jones, and the former Mr. Robert, completely addicted.

When the colored starry sky was almost gone, Yorkham Jones put the concocted vitality ore in it.

"Boom... Boom..."

When a burst sounded, bubbles appeared in the beaker, and they rose and exploded rapidly, and as the bubbles burst, the starry sky floating in the room quickly returned to the beaker.

Five minutes later, the bubbles disappeared, everything fell silent, and half a glass of multicolored liquid appeared in the beaker.

And, in the liquid, there are two stars, one black and one red.

With the help of the Eye of Knowledge, Yorkham Jones was able to see the potion information:

"Illusion potion (perfect, not so much an alchemy potion as a work of art, the maker must be an artist.) ）

Function: Block the real vision, create deep hypnosis in dreams. (Note: Due to quality reasons, it is possible to hallucinate low-rank transcendentals, but it is ineffective for the Mind and Soul classes.) ）”

"Hey, hey... Artists..."

Yorkham Jones laughed twice, then filled the 'Illusion Potion' with the vial he bought, and then washed the beaker with the 'Holy Water'.

After cleaning, Yorkham Jones put the extracted 'Deep Sea Poison Dragon' venom into the beaker again, and this time, he did not stir or wait, but directly added the 'Sky Snake Grass'.

The ratio of Venom to Celestial Serpent is a perfect 1:10.

As the psionic lamp was lit, the 'Celestial Snake Grass' that grew into a small snake immediately moved, and it looked like a living little snake, they opened their mouths slightly, and kept sucking the venom of the 'Deep Sea Poison Dragon'.

After a few minutes, the small snakes formed by the 'Heavenly Snake Grass' appeared purple and black spots, and it was not until their entire body completely turned black and purple that they stopped absorbing.

Seeing this, Yorkham Jones poured the concocted vitality ore and holy water into it.

As the vitality ore was activated, the little snake gently spit out the purple snake letter, and completely became a living thing.

In 'The Eye of Knowledge', information also appears in the eyes of Yorkham Jones:

"Dragon Toxin (Pseudo)

Purpose: Destroys the internal organs of biological organs. (Note: If you are not a 'star' level transcendent, do not touch it with your hands.) ）”

After a glance, Yorkham Jones took out another vial and packed each 'little snake' separately.

Stretching his back, Yorkham Jones pulled out another fruit that looked like an apple, but it was very large, almost bigger than a coconut.

The 'Eye of Knowledge' swept up, and the message of the Big Apple was immediately revealed:

"Name: Fruit of Vitality.

Rough Overview: A remarkable tree species that grows in tropical rainforests, the fruit can enhance the body's ability to recover, and is often used in the production of recovery potions. (It can be cultivated artificially, but its vigor will be reduced.) ）”

With the help of the 'magic formula', Yorkham Jones saw a total of three recipes, but two of them, 'Fruit of Vitality', were only used as ingredients, and even one recipe used eaux-de-vie.

"What a luxury, if there is an eaux-de-vie... Why should I make a recovery potion..."

Muttering, Yorkham Jones suddenly remembered something, and immediately summoned the Light Elve, and took out a small section of the 'Tree of Life' that Dale had given him.

"Fortunately, I remembered it in time... Otherwise, the next time you devour the transcendent, you'll be in trouble..."

Muttering, Yorkham Jones put the Living Tree Branch directly into the beaker and lit the Psionic Lamp.

Five minutes later, when the branch of life had completely turned into a small cloud of green liquid, Yorkham Jones opened the bedroom door and shouted:

"Qinqing, come on. ”

"Here we go!"

The cutie immediately ran over happily and jumped and kissed Yorkham Jones on the cheek:

"Jones, do you miss me?"

"Well, I miss you. ”

Nodding, Yorkham Jones directly handed the beaker to Jingqing:

"Drank it. ”

Looking at the green liquid in the beaker, Qin Jing immediately glared:

"You're not going to want to poison me, are you?"

"Don't worry, if I kill myself, I won't kill you. Yorkham Jones immediately shook his head.

"Hmph, I'm very satisfied with this answer. Jingjing pouted and drank it in one gulp.

After the liquid of the 'Tree of Life' entered his body, the blood veins and purple power in his body suddenly became active, as if he had received new energy.

After more than ten seconds, the purple lines on Qinqing's arm appeared as thin green tubes, which looked like tiny tree veins.

"Jones... Are you trying to dress me up like a monster, my skin is already green!" Seeing the change, the cutie immediately yelled.

"It's for your good. ”

After patting the cutie on the head and kissing her forehead, Yorkham Jones closed the door and went on making the potion.

...

An hour later, Yorkham Jones, who was done, put all the potions on the table to count.

Each vial has a capacity of 50 ml.

There are 10 bottles of 'Illusion Potion', 15 bottles of 'Dragon Toxin (Pseudo)', and 40 bottles of 'Recovery Potion'.

Looking at the table full of pill bottles, Yorkham Jones immediately imagined the future:

"Although I can only make some low-level potions now, when the class level increases, with the 'Eye of Knowledge' and 'Mysterious Formula', I may be able to make 'Titan Mixture', 'Angel's Kiss', 'Demon Whisper', 'Transcendent Meaning' and other legendary potions..."

"Legend has it that the 'Titan Mixture' can permanently gain Titan bloodline, which I need very much... If I had it, I would be able to become a giant, and when the time comes, I can push a mountain range with one punch, and it's exciting to think about..."

"'Angel's Kiss' is not bad, I heard that even soul wounds can be healed..."

“......”

It took half an hour of fantasizing before Yorkham Jones returned to reality and looked at the Recovery Potion with his 'Eye of Knowledge'.

"Recovery Potion.

Purpose: Restores a small amount of supernatural strength and strengthens the body's recovery ability by 35% in fifteen minutes.

Crafting Materials: Vitality Fruit, Blue Whale Grass, Lily Pearl, Vitality Mineral Water, Holy Water. ”

Looking at the flickering information in front of him, Yorkham Jones immediately sighed:

"Hey, the reality is very skinny, I don't know what day it will be in the future, and the only thing I can have now is these low-level potions..."

Then Yorkham Jones took out a blank piece of paper and pen and wrote:

"Pretty Lady Rose, when the moonlight shines on the sea tomorrow, the cannon fire is about to roar. ”

"This is the first action of 'our team', and we must make a beautiful opening! The bounty amount can't be less than 1W Wall, don't save the cannonballs when the time comes..."

"By the way, what do you think we should call our pirate group, and what do you think of the Great Destiny?"

"Of course, I'm just suggesting that if you're not satisfied, we can continue with the name 'Storm Rose', it's not bad, I like it..."

“......”

After writing a long paragraph of nonsense and a few lines of plan, Yorkham Jones bit the tip of his pen and wrote:

"The moment the moon rises, Captain Jones will set off on his voyage, and he will write countless legends and bring back one legendary treasure after another..."

"Gold doesn't matter, when we come back, a random story can be read by someone for a lifetime, that's what we need!"

After writing, Yorkham Jones looked at the head of the bed:

"Little succubus, give the letter to your master. ”

"Uh-huh!"

The petite and innocent succubus nodded vigorously and asked:

"Captain Jones, can I be your crew?"

"Of course, you're already my crew. Yorkham Jones nodded softly.

"Lala!!" the little succubus happily whipped himself again, and then happily disappeared into the shadows.

"It's really a lot of people's preferences..."

With a shudder, Yorkham Jones walked out of the bedroom and toward the bathroom.

...

As the water in the bathroom sounded, Marcus in the living room suddenly ran towards Yorkham Jones's bedroom, and quickly rummaged through every part of the room.

"Sister Marcus, oh, no~ It's Brother Marcus, are you looking for your phone?"

Jingqing stood at the door, holding Yorkham Jones's mobile phone in his hand, and flipped out a photo of Marcus, saw her little hands shaking, smiled and said:

"Sister Marcus, you can't run away, you have to spend some time with us. ”

"Brother, understand, brother!" Marcus was a little frustrated, just thinking that everything was a nuisance, yelled, and threw himself directly on the bed.

Seeing this, Jingjing hurriedly ran to the side of the bed and patted Marcus on the head:

"Brother Marcus, don't worry, we will definitely help you lift the curse. ”

"Aren't you afraid?" Hearing the reassurance, Marcus lifted his head and squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Death?"

Qin Jing asked rhetorically, and then smiled slightly:

"I've met many people, Mr. Hornby, or Mr. Robert, or anyone else, who have never been afraid of death..."

"So I think there's always something more important than death. ”

"However, we've only been together a few times..."

Marx took a deep breath, as if this answer had a great impact on him, or perhaps, because of this answer, a trace of warmth rose in his heart.

"It doesn't matter, what matters is that you're our partner next. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yorkham Jones appeared at the door and said:

"Derpy, go to bed, there's a lot to do tomorrow. ”

"Got it!, let's go!" Qin Jing replied obediently, and then picked up Youmi and ran towards his bedroom.

"Remember to wash up!"

"I washed it just now!"

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Yorkham Jones shook his head and sat down next to Marcus.

"Mr. Jones, why are you risking your life to help me? We've only met a few times—" Marcus sat up as well, and stared into Yorkham Jones' eyes.

"Marcus, a lot of questions go unanswered. ”

Yorkham Jones put the wet towel on the table and said with a smile:

"Just like you, your 'curse' can drain the luck of everyone around you, you can obviously use the 'curse' to bring endless benefits to yourself, but you have to sacrifice money to attenuate the curse effect..."

"So Marcus, can you understand why you're doing this, and you don't know the people around you, so why would you want to compromise your own interests for someone else?"

"Mr. Jones—" Marcus raised his head slightly, rubbing his eyes.

"Huh?"

"Thank you for believing in me. ”

After replying, Marcus picked up a set of quilts and walked out of the bedroom, and when he walked to the door, he stopped again: "Mr. Jones, I will stay for a while, if there is no change, I will still choose to leave..."

So saying, Marcus walked forward, and closed the door as he went:

"I don't really like having friends... Because I can't keep them, not even once..."

"Nothing in the world can be kept, even the universe, in the span of time, it is only a short firework... The most important thing is what we can remember, and how we can remember it..."

As Yorkham Jones's sigh fell, the wooden door closed tightly, and everything fell silent.

"Marcus, go to bed early. With a shout, Yorkham Jones turned off the lights in the room.

After the scattered starlight poured into the room, Yorkham Jones closed his eyes quietly.

In the guest room, Marx, who was lying on the sofa, was watching "Tom Meow", and as bursts of laughter came out of the TV, he suddenly tightened his grip on the quilt.

Then Marcus laughed, but his laughter was so horrible that it was impossible to tell if he was crying or laughing.

PS: Potions are really hard to write... Shaping a more realistic world, that's what I think... Good night, Chapter 3 will be revised first.