"Expired medicines have too many side effects and can easily kill people." Homer was very angry. "This kind of black-hearted pharmacist doesn't take human life seriously, has no professional ethics at all, and will throw away anything for money."
Downton also wanted to smash up this black shop so that old Eugene could not harm anyone, but not only was he not strong enough, he also did not know much about potions. If someone bit back, he would not even have the ability to refute.
At this moment, Downton became more determined to become a potion master.
"I have decided to teach you hard so that you can become a potion master as soon as possible. Then I will defeat him in potion science and pour all the discarded potions into his stomach."
Homer has been thinking about this issue since the last dispute he had with Downton over the formula of the dragon guardian potion.
Various potions have taken up part of the life of magicians.
Even a poor magician who doesn't have any pants will have enough defensive potions, combat potions, and healing potions. After all, they can quickly and effectively improve their strength during battle.
As for higher-end potions, they can even turn a battle around. For example, the Titan Power Potion can, after use, possess the fighting power of an ancient Titan in a short period of time, enough to crush a giant dragon.
Of course, this potion is rare and has always been expensive.
If magic users want to quickly increase their strength, nourishing potions are also indispensable. The children of those wealthy nobles are not drinking expensive potions prepared from various heavenly materials and earthly treasures every day to continuously improve their physique and increase their soul power.
The huge resources, coupled with their outstanding talents and qualifications, make them all powerful and can completely defeat the magic users of the same level without any pressure.
"Why did you change your mind?" Downton was walking down the long street, holding a book, and was a little surprised when he saw the grimoire proposal.
"The wealth in the dungeon is enough to defeat the country, but there is no way to directly convert it into strength. You can only spend it, buy various potions, prepare the potions, and drink them."
"Can't magic stones be used?" Downton's knowledge about magicians was very poor.
"There is a limit to absorbing magic energy from magic stones, but some potions do not have this limit. After all, potion science has been perfected after tens of thousands of years of development, and the study of body and soul power is very thorough." Homer
Popular science, "Excellent potions masters know how to use potions more scientifically and efficiently to enhance the combat effectiveness of magicians."
"Sounds cool!" Downton aspired to become the Erudite.
"Those hereditary wealthy families all spend high salaries to hire private potion masters to prepare special potions according to the physiques of the family's children." Homer is indeed a big encyclopedia and knows very detailed information, "The absorption rate of potions, the accumulation of residues
How much is present in the body, as well as the magnitude of side effects, are all different.”
"Remnants?"
"You don't think that all the potions can be absorbed, do you?" the magic book asked, "The potions circulating on the market have gone through tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of experiments. They are not necessarily the most effective, but they must be the most cost-effective.
, saves money, is easy to produce on the assembly line, and most magic users can reach a certain level of absorption after using it, basically causing no side effects."
"No wonder the instruction manual is marked with the percentage of potency." Downton suddenly realized that after going to the dungeon, he had picked up some potions, and the labels on them were all marked with percentages.
"Yes, the quality classification of potions is the same as that of magic equipment, but please note that, for example, the Shadow Potion itself is an ordinary potion, but if the efficacy reaches 90%, it is a sophisticated level. If it reaches 100%, it is an excellent level!" Homer
Explain, "The higher the efficacy of the drug, the higher the utilization rate and the less residue left in the body."
"Should I buy some introductory potion books?" Downton couldn't wait. This profession is high-end, decent, and mysterious. For a commoner, there is no better way to stand out than to become a potion master. "Mom knows
You will be very happy, right?"
"Don't be so troublesome. Don't forget that I am the Master of the Grimoire. In addition to those altars, there are also many large libraries in my dimension. As long as you defeat the guardian door god, you can enter and have the right to read." He
Ma snorted and scolded Downton for choosing the distant place.
"Door God?" Downton discovered that the power of the grimoire was incredible and always surprised him.
Grimoire did not answer, because there were three ruffians blocking Downton's way.
"Hey, brat, come here, our boss wants to talk to you!" The big-nosed ruffian looked unkind, tilted his head, and pointed to the alley on the right street.
Of course, Downton knew these gangsters who were idle all day long, and the postmen were often threatened and blackmailed by them.
"Why are you dazed? You're deaf, let's go!" Big Nose raised his leg and kicked Downton on the waist.
Downton dodged, but the horse was slightly frightened and snorted heavily.
"Hey, this horse is good, brat, did you steal it?" The gangsters framed Downton and planned to take it for themselves. This was their usual trick. Even if they couldn't steal it, they still had to extort some silver coins.
Downton ignored Big Nose, held the reins, and walked towards the dark alley.
"This kid is very crazy. I'll fix him up hard later." A ruffian followed Downton and chatted up his companions with a grin. He deliberately spoke loudly because he liked to see his prey look frightened.
A man with triangular eyes was squatting on the ground, holding a chicken leg and gnawing it roughly. Behind him, there were six men. His posture did not look like a good person.
"Boss, we've brought you here." Big Nose bent down and his attitude was very respectful.
"Yeah!" He snorted casually, and the man's sinister eyes were fixed on Downton, as if he wanted to peel off his skin.
Downton was disappointed not to see the guy who caused these people to cause trouble for him.
"Isn't Ballmer here yet? No wait, break this guy's legs first." The sinister man held the chicken leg in his mouth and waved his hand impatiently. If Ballmer hadn't paid so much this time, he would have done it.
I don't know how to do it myself.
Big Nose had long been accustomed to the boss's behavior. Before he could finish his words, he raised his right leg and kicked Downton's knee hard.
Downton was faster than him. He raised his thigh and kicked him on the calf. Then he swung out with his right hand, and the suitcase containing twenty kilograms of magic stones hit him firmly in the face.
Bang, the big nose spurted blood, fell directly, and hit the wall.
Before he could land, Downton strode forward and kicked him in the stomach.
Big Nose immediately screamed, but quickly shut up because Downton punched him hard in the mouth.
Phew, Downton turned around, the suitcase made a large circle with the sound of breaking wind, and hit the head of a gangster who rushed up behind him, knocking him over.
The red blood bloomed like flowers and spread everywhere.
Before the other gangster's fist could reach Downton, he kicked him out and fell straight to the ground.
Seeing the miserable state of their companions, the seven gangsters were dumbfounded. They thought they were just bullying a small shrimp, but they didn't expect to encounter a big fish.
"Why are you still standing there? Copy the guy, come with him, and remove his hands and feet." If the sinister man wants to maintain his position, he must defeat Downton completely, otherwise no one will be afraid of him in the future.
Six ruffians drew out their daggers and rushed forward.
I originally thought that when the boy saw such a ferocious formation, he would be frightened and run away, but who knew that he actually advanced instead of retreating and started sprinting.
Downton used the suitcase as a war hammer, swung it out, missed the blade, and then swung it again, hitting a gangster on the head.
Bang, the gangster fainted.
Downton took advantage of the situation and kicked him to the opposite side, using him as a human shield.
The gangsters wanted to hide from their companions, but the young man had already come to kill them.
The suitcase was turned into a windmill by Downton. Every time it was hit, the gangster's face was covered with blood, his body fell over, and the cracking sound of fractures was heard.
After becoming a magic user, Downton's physical strength has increased threefold. He can crush these scum that don't even have a combat power of 5 without using martial arts.
In just five seconds, Downton overturned the gangsters' car, leaving behind a floor of miserable, groaning creatures, twisting in pain like earthworms with severed limbs.
Bang, the chicken leg fell from the hands of the sinister man. He stared at Downton in shock, and then his eyes fell on the blood-stained suitcase.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, blood fell down, staining the dirty ground red.
"Oops, I forgot to bless the radiance of power." Downton waved his hand, and a ray of Hercules' radiance shone above his head. The golden light almost blinded the sinister man's eyes.
"Magic person?" The sinister man had originally pulled out a short knife, with a fierce look on his face and was preparing for a melee fight, but when he saw this scene, he immediately shrank his eggs, turned around and ran away.
Even the hooligans on the ground subconsciously held back their screams. Magical Power Users are not something they can resist. If they had known their identity, they would not have taken this job even if they were killed.
Downton sprinted, and then a giant jumped, like an eagle, flying high over the head of the sinister man, and stopped in front of him.
Giant Iron Fist.
Downton clenched his right fist tightly and punched it out hard, hitting the sinister man in the chest.
Bang, this miscellaneous fish flew back like a cannonball. After falling to the ground, it was wiped out for more than ten meters before stopping.
"Where is that country bumpkin? I want to see him wailing miserably!" Ballmer ran into the alley with a big belly and sweating profusely, but stopped after a few steps.
The gangster who reported the news and led the way was stunned when he looked at the wounds everywhere.
"Hey, Ballmer, I knew it was you!"
Ballmer blinked his eyes, and after adapting to the change in light, he finally saw the scene in front of him clearly. Downton stepped on the head of the ruffian boss and crushed his face into the soil.
"Downton?" Ballmer shivered excitedly. It was the boy nicknamed the First Postman, yes, but what was the situation in front of him?
"Shut up, whoever is yelling, I will tear him apart!" Downton stomped his foot fiercely, and the groaning ruffians immediately shut their mouths.
"Ballmer, you're cheating me!" The sinister man stared at the secretary with his mouth full of dirt, wishing to kill him. He is a magic user. Is it possible for him to offend me as a ruffian?