[Energy Potion: Made entirely by hand, I got it by chance due to a beautiful accident. After drinking it, you can quickly restore your mental and physical strength during your heyday. (Note: You can only use one bottle per day. The energy restored by the potion will be exhausted again.
Fall into a state of kidney deficiency, lasting 24 hours.)】
"Feeling like your body is being hollowed out?"
Judging from the effect, it’s great!
It's just a side effect, which makes men lose face.
Of course, it's harmless.
"It's definitely a high-grade potion!"
He never thought that due to poverty and desperation, he mixed the trauma potion with his bare hands and actually produced a potion that could restore his mental and physical strength.
It's not that the coalition government doesn't sell stamina potions. They are mid-level potions and have poor recovery effects, but they are still sought after by many warriors and men.
I understand everything!
The approximate attribute given by the energy potion and talent [Spiritual Vision+] given by a beauty accident is to quickly restore the mental and physical strength of the heyday.
The physical affix alone is enough to make the energy potion popular in Sanchuan City and sought after by countless middle-aged and elderly men. What's more, there is also a mental affix. With double recovery, it is not just 1+1=2.
"Grass, a plant!"
He wants to get rich.
"No, no, no, keep making it and see if I can get another tube of energy potion. If I can do it, produce it continuously and stably, my cheating physique will be solved in a short time."
He Zhao sat in front of the potion table, closed his eyes and carefully recalled every step in making the potion, making sure not to miss anything.
"start!"
He followed his previous actions and mixed the "trauma potion" step by step.
About half an hour later, a new tube of medicine came out of the oven.
【Energy Potion:】
The properties are exactly the same as the one just now.
[Pharmacology: 14/1000 (Xiao Cheng)]
"What was my wrong move that caused the accident?"
After saying that, he continued to work.
Five and a half hours passed by in a flash.
At the same time, it was dawn.
[Pharmacology: 135/1000 (Xiao Cheng)]
After changing the method of making potions many times, or directly failing to explode the pipe, or making a trauma potion, or the purity of the energy potion was not enough, he finally came to a conclusion.
Before the preparation of the blending potion, the powders and juices of several medicinal materials did not meet the standards for trauma potions. In addition, my refining furnace was unstable and the techniques were different.
Due to the superposition of various factors, the energy potion costing 10 gold yuan was born in an extremely unexpected way.
Of course, there must be some magical effect of talent [diligence can make up for weakness].
Otherwise, even if you get his formula, every step of the blending process will not be successful.
In other words, energy potions belong exclusively to He Zhao.
"The coalition government, and even 99% of pharmacists, are on the wrong path!"
If the equipment was not too crude, He Zhao might not be able to mix the energy potion by accident.
It must be said that it is ironic that a rookie who has not even passed the pharmacist qualification certificate has personally prepared his own high-end medicine.
Unfortunately, most pharmacists nowadays have almost no habit of making medicines with their bare hands, and all use various special machines to assist them in blending.
No wonder that at the beginning of the industry, all kinds of new pharmaceuticals were in a state of explosion, and senior pharmacists were everywhere. But as time went on, the industry declined more and more, and there were no new pharmaceuticals. At most, the cost was reduced and the efficacy of the medicine was reduced.
When making medicines, pharmacists rely on machines most of the time. Can a senior pharmacist really emerge?
"None of my business!"
"If I have energy potion in hand, my previous vision may not be impossible. But the premise is that the master behind the black market is really a high-level warrior."
"call"
Taking a deep breath, he poured the failed potion and the finished product made over two nights into the sewer.
"Three tubes of energy potions are the content of the next transaction."
An unknown drugstore owner suddenly shivered in his sleep.
At night, He Zhao woke up from bed.
During the day, he was a frail boy, but when night fell, he was no weaker than the so-called reserve force, and even far exceeded it.
【Power:10.4】
【Physique:10.5】
[Agility: 10.3]
One thing you must know is that a reserve with a physical constitution of 15 points does not mean that strength and agility are also at 15 points.
Except for a few people with extraordinary talents, most people's strength and agility will not be less than half of 15 points of physical fitness.
Moreover, although the physical fitness is strong, the fatal weakness is still unavoidable.
Even if your physique reaches 100 points, if your head is smashed and your heart is pierced, you will still die?
Moreover, a group of reservists who had never seen blood fighting He Zhao, who had experienced hundreds of battles, was simply looking for death.
"Qiang"
He Zhao took out a steel sword that shone with cold light from under the bed.
This was the first time the rich second generation bought it as a gift to him when he accompanied his student to find a young lady.
If not, why do you think you agreed to go together in your previous life?
"Good sword."
Wasn't he deliberately praising Daxuan? It belongs to the feudal dynasty, and no matter how high the technology is, it can develop more powerfully than a technological world?
Even if this sword is placed in the real world, it is still made by a master, and the price is bound to not be too cheap.
"The most common alloy sword, the edge of it gives me the feeling that it can cut into the body of a strange beast."
"There are still six hours left, let's make some more potions."
In the early morning, twelve tubes of energy potions were released.
He Zhao hid the sword under his windbreaker, dressed up well, and headed to the black market.
After two days of fermentation, the shop owner must have discovered that his trauma medicine is different.
firearms?
Don't make trouble, that thing is controlled at all times. Once discovered, a tactical team will quickly arrive at your door and break in.
Besides, where can a sick man get a gun?
Pushing open the door, he laughed at himself about his outfit. If Shenyin could still be used, why should he be so cautious?
"Buzz"
An invisible force immediately spread throughout his body, distorting everyone around him's perception of his identity.
At the same time, my spirit became slightly depressed.
"???"
Wait a minute, Shenyin can actually be used!
"Snapped!"
He Zhao slapped his thigh. Shenyin was a special state that he had fixed on his body by using the "Returning Art" to refine the false and fixed it on his body. It was equivalent to a consumable talent, which could be driven by both Qi and spirit.
"It's a pity that the iron law of murder cannot be faked, so we can only develop a auxiliary iron law."
After about an hour, I entered the bustling bar, stepped on the spiral staircase, and visited the black market again.
He walked in the underground passage, looked at the familiar medicine store, smiled slightly, and stepped in.
Boss, I hope you can hold on when we negotiate the price later.
"Is anyone there? I want to get back the trauma medicine that a skinny little boy sold here last time."
When talking about business, where is the point in asking for help?
Not only do you have to stand and make money, but you also have to make the customer kneel on the ground, begging him to pay for it!!