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The deal between Barrett and Jorel Sr. went well.

Our barbarian adventurer did not ask too much from old Jorel because the other party wanted those rare magic materials very much. He just hopes that in addition to helping him restore his original appearance, the pharmacist can also provide him with some medicines that can be used in battle with less side effects. Barbarians can pay for this, or other equivalent materials.

The standard therapeutic medicines sold on the market usually range in price from fifty to one hundred gold coins. Their healing ability is relatively mild, and there are basically no side effects. They have obvious effects on mild and medium injuries, even serious injuries. of relief. However, this level of injury is nothing to Barrett, and he needs the potion with strong effects that can save lives in a single bite. This type of potion is difficult for even the little mage Kris to do. This aspect still depends on the old Jorel, and the barbarian has a deep understanding of this.

As for the side effects of the medicine that cannot be ignored, because Barrett has the identification technique, he can choose the timing of taking it on his own, so as to minimize the side effects.

Old Jorel gladly agreed to this request. He even planned to provide the barbarians with a few more potions for free, as long as Barritt finished drinking, carefully record all the changes in his body, and then give him feedback.

A person who needs medicine to deal with sudden and extremely dangerous situations, and a subject who needs to be able to record their physical feelings independently, the two naturally hit it off. In addition, Barrett also replaced the little mage and recruited the "genius" pharmacist in front of him.

"A laboratory located in the magic tower, built in an independent small plane that will not be disturbed, is completely your own laboratory." According to the statement provided by Kris, Barrett tempted, "From the other plane The amount of extracted magic power is beyond your imagination. There are a lot of precious materials that you have never seen or even heard of, which are not collected by ordinary people, and the daily assistance and discussion of high-level mages who also specialize in potions. , wait, wait. How about, think about it?"

After listening to the treatment, Old Jorel neither agreed nor refused, but said slowly, "Let's talk about it after the mage you follow has really been promoted to a high-level and has his own magic tower. Let's solve your problem first, with you here, I can't study it at ease. Reach out!"

"Why?" Barret hesitated for a moment, but he stretched out his right hand obediently.

"I need some of your blood." Old Jorel took out a sharp dagger with a small blade and a long handle, and cut the barbarian's index finger with the tip, ready to take some blood. However, because the wound was a little small, and the secondary troll had a strong regeneration ability, the pharmacist only squeezed out three drops of blood, and the wound on the barbarian's index finger was completely healed.

"Look at this powerful healing ability, it's a masterpiece, my masterpiece!" Old Jorel shook his head and sighed. Then he cut a deeper and larger wound on Barrett's finger, and squeezed the bright red blood into the test tube, "I have to remind you in advance that once you return to your original state, this kind of body The magical healing ability will also disappear."

"Disappeared? You mean, I no longer have this ability?" Barrett repeated in surprise. At the beginning of the continuous fighting in the Diss Arena, the 'Secondary Troll Regeneration' gave him a great help. Although he was rarely injured after the dragonskin armor, he lost this life-saving power. Passive skills still make our barbarian adventurers feel a little heartache.

Barrett sucked his fingers and asked vaguely, "Can't I restore my original appearance while retaining the ability to heal?"

"Maybe, maybe not, who knows. In any case, it will take a lot of time and experimentation, and it may not be successful in the end." Old Jorel replied, "For a simple example, your extra Two rows of gills have grown, and at the same time they have acquired the ability to breathe underwater. If you are dissatisfied with your new appearance, all I can do is to try to remove your gills, water The ability to breathe will naturally disappear. As for the ability to retain the ability to eliminate the gills, that is another matter. Even if successful, it is likely to cause some unpredictable changes. Or, use 'mutation' would be more apt to describe it.”

"Why are the medicines you developed always easy to cause mutations in the body of the user?" Barrett asked the doubts he had always wanted to ask in his heart.

"Actually, it's all due to 'magic'." The pharmacist poured the collected barbarian blood into a glass vessel, and added some unknown powder into it. The bright red blood in the vessel instantly lit up with emerald green. Fluorescence, "Although my mage level is not high, my perception of magic power is not weaker than those of my colleagues. In addition, decades of magic material extraction, extraction, development of various potions, recording of experimental results, etc. , I finally discovered a phenomenon that most people, including mages, didn't notice."

"What phenomenon? Can you tell me about it?" Barbarian asked curiously.

"You may have heard that since the time of the Magic Empire, my fellow mages have been continuously extracting magic power from other planes, and then pouring it into the main material world. But as the concentration of magic power in the main material world increases, The higher the arrival, the more and more the number of changes in many creatures, including human beings, is more and more profound. To tell you the truth, I found that the bodies of all kinds of creatures are no longer as stable as they were in ancient times. As for the soul, I don't know much about it, so I can't give a specific answer." Old Jorel looked back at Barrett, "And what I did was just with the help of this sense that ordinary people could hardly notice. The trend is to 'slightly' do some fusion and change, and speed up the process of mutation a little bit."

Barrit's expression remained the same, but he was quite shocked by this untrue news. It was the first time he had heard of this kind of thing, and it was not clear whether the little mage had heard of it. The barbarian feels as if he has touched a corner of an incomparably huge plan. Of course, it may also be the random thoughts generated by reading too many novels recently.

Anyway, if you have a chance, you should ask Chris. Barrett thought to himself.

"For similar phenomena, some of my colleagues are accustomed to using the word 'evolution' to describe." Old Jorel continued, "As I said before, I prefer to use 'mutation'." He Looking at the barbarian who was stunned in place, "I'll ask you one last question, are you sure you want to restore your original appearance?"

Barrett hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily. The secondary troll's regeneration ability is very good, but he can't live with the bracelet 'veiled' all his life. If the bracelet fails, or some other situation occurs when doing certain things, the scene can be real. It was so embarrassing.

"Well, you're not the first person to ask me for a 'rejuvenation potion', and you won't be the last. Fortunately, I have enough experience in this area. After all, there was a whole village who needed me to go. Recovery." The pharmacist was busy, chattering, "People fear that they have become an outlier, a deformed monster, even if they have acquired unparalleled abilities."

"Underwater breathing is not an unparalleled ability, and it requires constant hydration." Barrett retorted, "There are also double eyelids and three legs. I think they should all be people from that village."

"Those are all my early works, they don't have any purpose yet, I'm just curious about my various discoveries." The pharmacist stopped his work and turned his head again, "As you say, if the acquired ability is enough Powerful, you don't mind being inhuman, and some side effects?"

"It depends on what kind of ability, and what kind of side effects." Barrett replied.

The pharmacist pointed to another alchemy vessel with the red blood of the ancient white dragon and said, "If you can get the powerful physique of the giant dragon family and some abilities including breathing, the side effects that follow are..." He carefully After thinking about it for a while, then his eyes lit up and said, "The side effect is that it will become estrus to almost all species in the multiverse. Can you accept such a result?"

Barrett frowned and thought for a while, and then suddenly had a cold war, as if thinking of some not-so-good picture, "No, this is totally worth the loss!"

Old Jorel shrugged, "I want to say that people should sometimes have the courage to challenge themselves, no matter what aspect." After speaking, the pharmacist whose moral bottom line was very different from ordinary people turned around and continued on the experimental bench. Busy and busy.

The 'recovery potion' seems to be quite troublesome to make, and Barrett watched Old Jorel work for a long time without finishing it. With nothing to do, he focused his attention on the oddly tied goblin on the central platform, "What is this thing?"

"Goblin." The pharmacist answered simply.

"Why do goblins have wings on their backs and these... tentacles on their lips?" Barrett leaned over and took a closer look~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He was familiar with the thing again. Where have you seen something similar? Yes, this thing seems a bit like an underground mind flayer! The barbarian finally found a similar creature, but he vaguely felt that this inexplicable familiarity was not caused by the mind flayer.

"Because it's mutated." The pharmacist said without looking back, "I asked Countess Teresa to help me get some mutant creatures as much as possible, regardless of race, preferably alive. I can get some mutant creatures from these mutant creatures. Extract magical materials that are very useful, and even never existed before, to create even more exotic and unimaginable potions. Well, it's done!"

After the old Jorel finished speaking, he took a bottle of colorless and transparent potion like water, walked to Barrett, and handed it over, "Here, drink it."

"Just drink it like this?" Barrett held the potion, feeling quite apprehensive.

"Otherwise? Do I have to find some cheese and bacon for you?" the pharmacist sneered. "Or do you dare not drink it for fear that I will harm you?"

"I'm not very afraid of this." Barrett stared straight at the potion in his hand, and after a while, he raised his head and drank it.

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