Whispering Verse

"Then, you drink a cup of potion that will cause blindness in your left eye. Because it has been diluted hundreds of times, the effect is not obvious. Some mint is added to the potion to cover up the unique smell of this potion. It's a good idea. .”

The saint said with a smile.

The second potion does indeed sound like a potion that is being practiced for preparation. But there seemed to be some problems with the potion being diluted a hundred times and mint deliberately added. Combined with the first potion, it seems that the first two potions are used to cover up what she really wants Shade to drink...

"Oh, the third one is really an ancient potion. It already appeared when I was still very young. I didn't expect that it would still be circulated in the next era."

The saint smiled again:

"It has many names, but its main function is to identify gender."

"Gender determination?"

Shade asked hesitantly, and then thought of more things.

"Yes, male creatures will tremble all over after drinking it, but females will not have any effect. In the very ancient times, well, the third era, some terrible and weird things occupied the world. In order to separate them from human beings To distinguish among humanoid intelligent creatures, people at that time invented some series of potions, and this is just a very inconspicuous one...Looking at you, you seem to understand something."

"Yes...the conspicuous target conceals the real target...I see, so to speak, the mission of receiving the goods..."

Shade narrowed his eyes.

Miss Carina's task of receiving goods, although it is reasonable now that I think about it, it always feels weird. It was only at this moment that I finally realized this strange feeling. Perhaps, that mission was similar to this one. The point is probably not to bring the makeup box back, the focus of the mission is to let Shade try to open the makeup box.

He still remembered that when he handed the makeup box to the maid in the carriage, the latter asked him to try opening it once.

"Use the makeup box to make sure I'm not a woman, use the potion to make sure I'm a man... What is this going to do?"

He thought for a while, raised his head and asked again:

"Sorry, I might be a little greedy, but I want to know if I'm a male."

It's much easier to get the answer directly than to guess. He believed that his soul and body were both, but in the current situation, he had to confirm it before he could feel at ease.

The saint said cheerfully:

"This is another interesting question, but I can answer it. Your body and your soul are purely male. I guarantee this."

Now Xia De felt more relieved.

Shade still had no idea what the big witch with red hair wanted to do. As for the clues obtained, now is not a good opportunity to analyze them.

time is limited.

"God, I'm here to witness your last wish."

He calmed down, raised his head and said. The young man wearing a ridiculous clown hat clapped his hands, and the three children finally emerged from the toy aisle again.

They recognized Shade and understood that he was here to fulfill their wishes, so they smiled sincerely.

Shade hoped that this smile could last, especially after the boy who wanted to grow up tasted the potion.

The potion was not brought to the past time and space, and Shade had already expected this. Although the situation was worse, at least he was not unprepared. Shade planned to prepare the potion himself. Even though he had never learned it, he had already asked Priest August about the techniques involved. This was not a complicated potion formula.

"Do you have the ingredients for a potion here? I learned the formula of a potion that can make children grow."

He asked the saint, who nodded slightly:

"what do you need?"

"The stamen of the nine-leaf star flower."

"have."

The saint took out a whole flower from the drawer of the counter and put it on the table. The boy, who was eager to grow up, held the toy wooden knife and looked at them expectantly. It seemed that the saint had once again blessed them with the ability to understand Shad's language.

"Two living starhoppers."

"have."

Two more live bugs were taken out of the drawer.

"Juicing."

"Can."

With a pinch, green disgusting juice seeped out from between the fingers and fell into a small bottle that appeared on the table at some point.

The boy's face paled.

"Nine drops of genetic material from the Barefoot Fire."

"What a terrible thing."

But I still took out the small bottle from the drawer. There was some white stuff in the transparent solution.

The boy's face turned completely pale:

"Wait a minute sir, is the potion taken orally or..."

"Orally, of course. Also, the feces and saliva of adult firetongue sheep."

"Interesting material."

Bottles were placed on the counter in order, and just looking at these things made people want to retching. The youngest boy and the oldest girl had left the counter far away, while the boy holding the wooden knife seemed to be moving his lips as if he wanted to say something.

"Earwax, eyewax, hair and blood of ordinary people of three genders and ages."

“I’m already kind of looking forward to the finished product.”

More and more small bottles are appearing there.

"Gentlemen......"

The boy said in a low voice. Shade was remembering the recipe carefully so he didn't hear it, while the saint was cooperating with him.

"Finally, the green slime of a horse-donkey cross."

"Ugh~"

The girl made an exaggerated sound of retching and hid in the middle of the shelf with the youngest boy. The latter was really scared, while the former looked like a spectator.

As for the boy holding the toy wooden knife, he already looked like he was about to collapse.

God took out the materials, and Shade looked at them with a solemn expression, knowing that he was about to face a huge amount of work. There were still seven minutes left, and he planned to try twice. If neither succeeded, he would change his strategy and use words to meet the boy's growing needs.

"Gentlemen, I..."

Although the boy holding the toy knife is young, at this age, he already understands the "destructiveness" of these things on the counter.

"Oh, and rancid milk! I forgot about that!"

Shade patted his head, and the saint smiled and took out the milk bottle from under the counter. It must not have just turned sour. Shade saw a layer of brown and green scary things floating on the surface of the milk.

"Gentlemen, I don't want to..."

"Are these the only materials?"

God confirmed to the detective from the future, Shade thought for a while:

"You don't need to add honey. It's not a necessary ingredient, it's just to adjust the taste."

"Okay, let me help you prepare it."

The god smiled happily, and the god who was said to have no power reached out and pointed at something on the table. They merged together in the light and turned into a terrible potion in a teacup.

Not only does it taste horrible, the color is also pretty horrible. This color is the same as the one configured by Priest August, and God cannot make mistakes.

At this point, Shade breathed a sigh of relief. Although God asked him to fulfill his wish, he didn't seem unwilling to help. All He needed was for Shade to find a way.

"Yes, that's it, magic potion - the price of growth."

With that said, he turned around from the counter, waved to the boy holding the toy knife, and tried his best to show what he thought was a kind expression:

"Come and experience the growth you want. It will be unforgettable."

Because the smell was so unpleasant, Shade had to speak in a muffled voice. When the boy saw Shade looking at him, his eyes widened and he backed away. He subconsciously raised the toy wooden knife in front of him:

"No, I don't want to drink. You are a liar. This is not the growth I want!"