High Above

"Without too obvious characteristics, it is really difficult to distinguish the life-prolonging spiritual plant from the regenerative potion."

Although it was just a guess, Ian felt that it was very possible.

Soon, the city guards patrolling around the central avenue and the viscount mansion guards arrived one after another. They did not drive out the surrounding people, but they guarded the pharmacy tightly.

While waiting for Viscount Grant, the three people in the corner were obviously surprised, and then looked at each other in disbelief.

"Nanling actually has a life-extending magic plant?"

Pat couldn't believe it, and he frowned: "This is too outrageous, wouldn't this guy Ayers play us on purpose?"

"It's just to deliberately let this young appraiser under me show his face, let him join our mission, and get a share from His Majesty... If it was a shameless countryman like Ayers, he would definitely do this kind of thing!"

Although his guess was correct, it was completely different in key points.

"Lingshou Lingzhi?"

Because soon, Viscount Grant, who heard the news, rushed to the scene by flying.

Landing in front of the door, he strode into the pharmacy, then looked at Ian who had covered Lingzhi with a crystal cover in the center of the hall.

The young man nodded to him, and made a two and a five with his gestures. The brown-haired blue-eyed nobleman immediately understood.

"It's even more exciting than my script... It's a surprise, it's really a surprise!"

Muttering in his heart, the middle-aged noble stepped forward without hesitation, uncovered the crystal cover, then carefully cut off a long beard and put it in his mouth.

After closing his eyes for a moment, Viscount Grant opened his eyes, showing extreme joy: "Yes, although it is still difficult to distinguish... But it is true that ordinary regeneration potions do not have such a subtle moisturizing feeling..."

"If there is no basis in advance, at most I just think that the medicinal properties are milder and stronger-this is the real life-extending magic plant!"

At this moment, Viscount Grant thought a lot, such as using the name of longevity magic plant to attract adventurers from all over the empire, and then use the acquired life extension magic plant to refine life extension potion, sell a lot of money to build the territory, and then use the corresponding Resources to bribe the local governor and high-ranking officials of the imperial capital in exchange for various policy subsidies...

There are too many, too many things, as long as you have enough money, you don't have to worry about it.

But soon, he restrained his thoughts and returned to normal.

I simply want to build a castle when I see a stone. To be honest, I think too much. Who knows if this is the only special case.

Taking a deep breath, Viscount Grant waved to the trio in the corner, and then signaled the apprentices to close the curtains and let the guards outside guard them strictly: "Give some fruit to the onlookers outside, and tell them to leave quickly."

"That's boring!"

"Anyway, tell us what the effect is!"

"Really, I can't see the end after watching the excitement, what's the meaning!"

The onlookers outside immediately booed, but they also knew that this situation represented the truth—that’s right, other magic plant potions are nothing more than life-extending magic plants, how could it be their turn to buy them?

There is no need for publicity, so naturally they will not be allowed to continue watching the excitement.

After other ordinary customers inside and outside the store were persuaded to leave, Viscount Grant smiled and opened his arms to the trio: "My friend Patrick, Master Goser, and little friend Ethan... your arrival, I am truly honored.”

"There, I really saw a surprising scene."

Patrick and Viscount Grant shook hands politely and hugged. Ian, who was watching from the sidelines, narrowed his eyes and realized that the other party wanted to grab and kill him.

Even if he doesn't have psychic powers, he can see that although the relationship between these two people can be regarded as 'good', but this is good, I am afraid it has nothing to do with the goodness of 'friendship', but the kind of 'harmful friend' and 'opponent' good.

It is now in front of everyone, so it is necessary to maintain a good relationship on the surface in front of the juniors.

"Don't talk so much, Ayres."

Compared to the cheerful Viscount Grant, the frowning blond nobleman turned his head sideways and looked in Ian's direction. His eyes were the most classic aloofness of a bloodline nobleman and God's contempt for country people: "Are you serious or not?" Fake? This country kid... um."

"Now take a closer look, it doesn't look like it can come out of your place..."

He choked for a while, obviously, even the arrogant imperial man couldn't help but say some bad things against his will when looking at Ian: "It's a remnant of that family, after all, it's not surprising that he is also from the imperial capital."

Waving his hand, he ignored the previous embarrassment, and said directly: "The strength of the appraisal has nothing to do with the appearance. Is it really a life-prolonging potion? I'm afraid you don't know, even an alchemist with a formal title has to It can only be confirmed by professional equipment testing, and you will believe everything other people say!"

"The ancestral home of your Ellen family is not the imperial capital, right?"

Seeing that the other party didn't show much face, Viscount Grant's face darkened, and then he sneered: "If you have to count by the place of birth, then I am also from the imperial capital. We still delivered babies with the same doctor and grew up in the same college... Don't talk nonsense, every day Doubt and question, if you don’t believe it, try it yourself.”

Patrick sneered, and he was about to move forward: "Just try..."

"do not."

Just when the smell of gunpowder between the two became stronger and stronger, the hunchbacked old man paused his crutches: "He is already in his sixties, why is he still as out of tune as before!"

The old man known as Master Goser stepped forward, and he directly separated the two with his crutches, just like separating two cats and dogs that grinned and threatened each other.

He looked at the blond nobleman and said calmly: "Pat, your alchemy score was only 65 points back then, which is not as much as half of your nephew - that is a test paper of 150 points. Even at your level, you can do it." Identify the longevity magic plant? You can't even tell the powder of the blood limonium and the blood vine!"

And just when Viscount Grant showed a 'happy' expression, and even wanted to make a sound out loud, Master Gosser glared at him: "What are you proud of? You brat didn't show up for the exam, so you got zero points. No wonder it's been so many years The territory is still so poor!"

He paused for a moment with his cane, and severely reprimanded him, "If you take my alchemy lessons seriously, you will at least know how to make potions. How can you be entangled with a group of natives for decades?"

Master Gosser's cane seemed to be on his head, and Viscount Grant was unhappy.

When the old Viscount Grant was still a patrolling knight, the current Viscount and the Ellen family stayed in the imperial capital, that is, Patrick received an academy education in the imperial capital at the same time. They are enemies of each other.

But to put it bluntly, a person's memory of his childhood enemies is definitely clearer than other "acquaintances and friends" with ordinary relationships.

After the two grew up, Patrick, who gave up the competition for the head of the family and chose to support his elder brother, became the Southern Chief Manager of the Platinum Iridium Workshop.

Moreover, at the request of his former childhood 'play'mate, he mercifully opened a branch of the Platinum Iridium Workshop in Harrison Port, transported many key medicines, and helped those who were still dealing with the indigenous attacks at that time The port survived the most difficult period of time.

Viscount Grant did owe the other party a big favor.

At that time, Master Gesai was just an ordinary member of the association, and he happened to be the alchemy instructor of these two people.

Now, the hunchbacked old man who has become a master slowly came to Ian's side, and asked the white-haired boy kindly: "Can I test the source quality of that magic plant again?"

In theory, this is considered a rude request, because it is tantamount to distrusting the previous appraiser's appraisal results.

But Ian obviously didn't care about such a trivial matter. He just glanced at Viscount Grant, and after getting the other's nod of approval, he handed it to the old man with a smile.

As for the real owner of this magic plant, Mr. Yinfang...although it seems that he has completely lost the right to dominate his own property.

But he was the happiest one in the room.

——Anyway, it is impossible to keep it for yourself, and no matter who takes it away, it has to be favored by others.

Whether it's the Viscount Grant, the Ellen family, or the Master Goser, which one can he casually associate with this level of "favor"?

Master Gesai's left eye is a crystal prosthetic eye. After getting this life extension magic plant, he closed his right eye seriously, and layers of inscriptions appeared on the light blue crystal of his left eye, a naked eye Visible blue light beams shine on this magical plant that looks like a translucent long beard grass.

"So that's how it is... Yes, it is indeed very similar, but there is a fundamental difference in the structure of the seventh source, which determines whether it is to stimulate regeneration or warm repair... But it is too easy to ignore, if it is not confirmed in advance, I think You have to be very careful to find out..."

"I understand. If it is said that the life-extending fungus of the mushrooms on the holy mountain uses a different kind of vitality to replace its own source of energy consumption, and then obtain the effect of extending life, then the magic plant in Nanling relies on the pure source of life... This is A pure source quality without attributes, with a strong pure aura, is it because of the influence of the totem tree sea enshrined by the local aborigines? Interesting topic..."

After about five minutes, Master Gesai thoughtfully returned the longevity magic plant to Ian.

With his alchemy level, this level of longevity potion can't make him any waves.

On the contrary, he was very interested in the smiling boy in front of him.

"You... are about to reach the professional level of an official alchemist... Your age... is only fourteen or fifteen?"

Looking at Ian up and down, Master Gosser looked solemn, stroked his beard and said slowly: "This fellow Ayers must have regretted not learning alchemy well back then, so he found you, a good seed, and carefully cultivated him."

After thinking for a while, the old man spoke again after being silent, with a serious tone: "Child."

"Have you ever thought about coming to the Royal Alchemy Association for further study?"