Hunting College Chapter 78

The sun in the sky finally seemed unable to bear loneliness, and began to show a small face in shame.

Outside the window, the shadow of the tall wall slowly revealed its original shape in the light sunlight, adding a strong color to the monotonous courtyard.

The residence of the Institute of Abnormal Biology is very simple, and there is not even a formed garden in the courtyard.

Occasionally a few birds will be attracted by the grass seeds on the lawn and will fly away quickly.

Zheng Qing stared at the figure of a skylark flashing by, Dr. Dozem's long and boring "Medicine Classics" terminology was heard in his ears, and his brain was buzzing. No matter how his brain boiled, he couldn't understand the doctor. Any word that is said.

Jiang Yu beside him was also blank.

Dr. Duzem didn't care about the performance of the two of them, and still analyzed it unhurriedly:

"When a person breathes a pulse and then moves, he breathes in a pulse and moves again. The breath fixes the breath and the pulse moves five times, and the leap is the ether.

"The average person is not sick."

"When a person breathes a pulse, he breathes a pulse, he says less qi."

"When people breathe in, they move three times, and when they breathe in, they move three times, and they are irritable. Chi's hot pulse means disease temperature, and no heat and slippery pulse means disease wind, and astringent pulse means numbness."

"When a person calls his pulse four times or more, he will die. The pulse will never reach death, but he will die when he sparsely counts."

"Between the elf's breath, the number of pulses is three or four, and the number is indefinite. Qi is empty and the color is white; the pulse is sparsely counted, like death and life. In terms of people, it is called false death."

"Pseudo-dead, the destiny is still pending."

"In other words, they shouldn't die yet, right." Zheng Qing interjected anxiously.

He breathed out from the bottom of his heart, and finally he could understand something.

Dr. Duzem turned his face sideways and slanted at the young wizard with his black eye sockets. He mocked: "You shouldn't die if you have no destiny? What kind of logic is this! There are millions of people who die in the world, and a few of them deserve destiny. of?"

"Aren't the wizards ignorant of logic?" Zheng Qing pouted and muttered softly.

"What?" The doctor's ears trembled.

"I mean, there is any way to save them." Zheng Qing quickly changed to a flattering tone to compliment: "If the fate is not over, you must be able to save them, right."

Next to him, Jiang Yu covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

Dr. Duzem turned his head to the witch with a look of confusion.

"Ah." Jiang Yu immediately corrected his expression and asked respectfully: "You mentioned earlier that there is a way to extend the lives of these little guys for a short time, right?"

The doctor nodded reservedly: "That's why I am here to check the pulse, just want to see if the prescription is effective."

"The result?" Zheng Qing couldn't wait to ask.

Dr. Duzem lowered his head and did not answer his question immediately. Instead, he continued to say things that didn't sound particularly relevant to Zheng Qing:

"Each potion of elf contains the creator's unique ideas and intentions."

"For example, girls like to use flower petals and grass leaves as medicine; boys often choose jade and dead wood as medicine; wizards after marriage often add a little wine to the potion; the elderly like to add a little dragon blood or ginseng essence to the potion."

"In addition, some neurotic wizards will choose such strange things as'frosted undefeated roses, three years of unsettled plum leaves, and twin golden cicadas' as medicine, lest someone crack their own formula. "

"There are even those deep-minded people who use things like'Dead's Pillow Mat','Fox Urine Simmered Horse Ce', and'Floating Dust of Long Nobody's Old House' to dispense medicine."

"Just knowing these tricky prescriptions, if you don't know whether he is making soup, or mixing pills, powder, ointment, and pill, it will be a waste of water in a bamboo basket."

"It should be noted that although the elf potion is called a'potion', it is not a medicine, and no alchemy book stipulates that this medicine must be condensed into a decoction."

"What's more, with different emotions and changing minds, even if everything is ready, it will not be worthy of exactly the same wizard potion."

"And without the original potion, any other wake-up method always has such and other drawbacks...Do you understand these?"

Zheng Qing nodded silently.

Then, fearing that the doctor would not see it, he said aloud, "I know."

Dr. Duzem nodded, pondered for a moment, and said: "I have two prescriptions here, which can be rationed to you immediately, you can choose one."

Zheng Qing gave Jiang Yu a surprised look.

Jiang Yu's cheeks flushed, and he was obviously excited: "There are two ways? Which two!"

"One medicine is'Yu Yuan Ling San', and the other medicine is'Sage's Powder'."

"The former is better than good quality and low price. A pair of medicine only needs one golden bean, which can prolong the life of an elf by one week. However, this medicine is highly resistant, and after three or four pairs, the efficacy of the medicine is minimal. "

"The latter wins in the long-lasting effect of the medicine, at least half a year without illness. But its cost is a bit expensive, at least one jade coin per medicine; and after the elf uses the'sage powder', it will have a certain degree of dependence. Sex."

"Sage's fan?" Jiang Yu looked at the doctor hesitantly.

"Just what you think." Dr. Dozem reached out and rummaged through the drawer of the desk, taking out a small bottle.

The bottle seemed to be filled with a rainbow, and the colorful light was shining, which made people intoxicated.

"This is the remaining medicine **** in the pill furnace when refining the'Sage's Stone'; only the pill furnace that successfully refines the'Sage's Stone' will bring out some'sage's powder'." Said here , The doctor proudly lifted his chin: "The entire Phuket Island, no, the entire wizarding world, it is estimated that only me can provide you with sufficient'sage powder'."

"In the past few years, nearly ten'Sage's Stones' that have been released for less than three years have appeared in the wizarding world. Did you refine them?" Jiang Yu's face flushed, and his expression was slightly excited.

"The great wizard is disdainful of doing it, and many registered wizards are powerless. The capable alchemist is also worried that refining this kind of thing will attract demons and hinder their path." Dr. Duzem laughed bitterly, and shook his head again and again, with a slight expression. Sad: "Only I can't make it like this ~www.mtlnovel.com~ who has no future, and who happens to have a little know-how, will bother to refine this kind of lifeless thing."

The two young wizards looked at the doctor anxiously, speechless.

After Dr. Duzem's voice changed, he gently passed the previous unwillingness, and tried to say in a brisk tone: "'Sage's Stone' can extend the life of the great wizard;'Sage's Powder' is also available to ordinary registered wizards. Very strong help. Because your dosage is not large, I can squeeze some units from my daily expenses, so there is no negotiation on the price."

"This is the friend you brought, and I must show enough friendship." The doctor turned his head, opened his black eyes, and looked at Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu pursed his lips and glanced at Zheng Qing embarrassedly.

Zheng Qing smiled bitterly.

Even the friendly price, I can't afford it.

There was some regret in his heart.

If you didn't buy amulets in the Wandering Bar yesterday, you might be able to exchange some sage powder with the standard talisman you have accumulated today.

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