The fiefdom of Marquis Dickens, the main entrance of the mansion.
Marquis Bach and Hodge stood at the door, and the male and female servants in the mansion stood in two rows, silently waiting for the return of the hostess, Mrs. Bailey.
"Have you decided which path to choose?"
Marquis Bach looked at the distant scenery with a calm expression and spoke leisurely.
Hodge, who had already made up his mind, immediately stopped hesitating and said, "Father, I want to choose the path of a magician."
"Yes." Marquis Bach nodded and said softly, "I have asked Russell to keep the mansion. Tomorrow she will take you to refine your first potion. In fact, no matter which path you choose, the basic
You still need to know the pharmacological knowledge and refining techniques."
"After all, it's not always possible to find a pharmacist to refine potions, so you must master the most basic refining techniques."
"The refining of magic potion is not too difficult compared to other potions. The main thing is to control the fusion of the main material and the auxiliary material. The main material is the source of special abilities, and the auxiliary material, you can understand it, helps neutralize
Medicinal properties, materials that make it easier for the user to absorb the potion.”
"Therefore, the main material of the potion is almost irreplaceable, unless the two materials are essentially the same. For example, the magic wine drawn from your bone wine glass is essentially the extraordinary characteristic of Knight Path Sequence 7, which is the main material of the potion.
, and the secondary materials can be replaced to a certain extent.”
Hearing this, Huo Qi nodded slightly and quickly grasped the essence of the potion.
To put it simply, the refining of magic potion is actually very simple. It is to combine the main materials and auxiliary materials to prepare a potion suitable for the user's current level.
The corresponding main material of the potion is the corresponding extraordinary characteristics. It can be a living creature, such as a human being who has taken the potion, a monster, or a plant containing extraordinary characteristics, fallen eyeballs, pituitary gland, liver, etc.
As long as you have taken extraordinary characteristics, even if it is in the form of a magic potion, it will merge with yourself and produce subtle changes.
The role of auxiliary materials is to neutralize this change, maintain sanity, and prevent direct mutation into uncontrollable monsters.
"Father, let's put it this way, the process of refining potion is not difficult?" Hodge said softly, looking at the servants in the distance.
Marquis Bach nodded slightly and replied: "The essence of magic medicine is extraordinary properties. The main material is a spiritual material with extraordinary properties. They are generally born from the combination of extraordinary properties and itself. We humans want to absorb them.
The power needs to be deployed and refined, otherwise the crazy nature in it will easily contaminate us, causing us to mutate, lose our minds, and become monsters."
"The so-called magic potion formula is the most correct and safest refining method and potion concentration after several generations of improvements. Only on this basis can ordinary people take potions and resist the madness in them."
"The magic potion formulas are all ready-made, and the singer from Sequence 7 will check them for you. There will be no problems in refining them."
"After you refine the first bottle of potion, you can take the potion and become a pharmacist. After mastering the power of the potion, you will naturally know how to identify medicinal materials and make a magic circle. After enough study,
You can become a qualified pharmacist.”
"Okay, Father." Hotch nodded. He knew how powerful his father was, and he also knew about his research in mysticism. Since he had arranged everything, there would be no problem.
While the two were chatting, a cloud of dust gradually rose up on the grass not far away.
Smoke and sand drifted, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, from far to near, heading towards the gate of the mansion.
"Earth dragon carriage?"
"Mother is back?"
Hotch's eyes lit up and he blurted out quickly.
"Yes." Marquis Bach grunted slightly and ordered: "Warta, get ready to welcome Madam."
"Yes, Lord Marquis."
The chief steward, Varta, nodded respectfully and said in a deep voice.
The chief butler, Varta, was wearing an elegant black formal suit, with dark eyes, brown hair with a bit of silver hanging on it, a thin face, and a tall figure.
After the chief steward Varta responded respectfully, he turned around, walked to several servants, and ordered, "Take out the things and prepare to welcome the lady."
"Yes, steward." Several servants started to work.
After a while, the Dilong carriage gradually stopped at the gate of the mansion.
The dark green earth dragon lowered its head docilely and ate the fodder that the servants had prepared long ago.
On the other side, several maids placed the foot mats that had been prepared long ago, bowed their heads respectfully, and waited for the mistress to get off the car.
The purple-red curtain opened, and a figure wearing a white shawl and an elegant plain white dress came out.
Her feminine temperament is elegant and graceful, her facial features are exquisite, and time seems to have left no trace on her face. Her deep black eyes are bright and penetrating, like bright gems. A crystal pendant inlaid with emeralds hangs around her neck.
It perfectly supported her whole person's temperament.
All the servants bowed their heads almost at the same time and shouted respectfully: "Welcome home, madam."
"Yeah." The woman hummed softly and turned her attention to Marquis Bach and Hodge.
"Belle, welcome home." Marquis Bach said softly with a smile on his face.
"Well, I'm back." Mrs. Belle nodded lightly, and with the help of the maid, she stepped out of the Dilong carriage.
"Mom, welcome home," said Hodge.
"Well, you haven't disturbed your father lately, have you?" Mrs. Bailey asked casually as she walked towards the mansion.
"No, no, I have been obedient recently." Hodge quickly explained, and then turned his attention to his father, Marquis Bach.
Mrs. Belle naturally saw her son's little move, but she didn't say anything and looked at Marquis Bach as well.
Under the gaze of the two men, Marquis Bach nodded and said, "Well, Hodge has been quite obedient in the past two days and even helped me solve a small problem."
"Really?" Mrs. Belle was a little surprised. A question that the Marquis Bach could ask specifically could not be a small problem.
And this problem was actually solved by Hodge?
Mrs. Bailey was a little curious. What big thing had happened to her restless son in the past two days?
"Well, it's just a small problem, a small problem." Hoch sneered and quickly changed the subject: "Mother, what did Princess Leia say at this party?"
For some reason, compared to his elegant and personable father, Huo Qi was more afraid of this mother who looked beautiful and graceful, but was actually quirky!
Huo Qi still remembered that when he had just traveled through time, he had a lot of arm wrestling with this old mother, fighting each other, and fighting with each other. In the end, without exception, Huo Qi lost.
Lose miserably!
Whether it is leisure brain activities such as board games, or outdoor technical activities such as hunting and fishing, this mother has shown amazing talents. In the beginning, Hodge was able to win by "inventing" new games.
But as time went by, Hotch could no longer win the game that his mother had played.
After countless failures, Hodge has only one way to fight against this kind of person, and that is...give up.
That is to say, no one in this world can understand his jokes!
Otherwise, Hodge would definitely shout two words loudly - gambling monster!
This is definitely a gambling monster!
"Um?"
Mrs. Belle frowned slightly, looked at Huo Qi up and down, and asked in surprise: "Don't you care about the affairs of the Imperial Capital?"
"Last time I asked you to go to the Imperial School for Nobles, you refused to go. You said that even if you went on a hunger strike or jumped from the fifth floor, you would never study or go to the Imperial Capital. What's the matter?"
"Have you figured it out now?"
"Um..." Hotch's expression froze slightly, and a huge sense of shame surged into his heart. He opened his mouth to explain something, but nothing came out. In the end, he could only mutter: "Well... people always have to grow up."