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Chapter Eleven Old Man Mo

Old man Mo is neither a miner nor a supervisor. He is an indigenous native of Black Stone Mountain. He is a pharmacist and a junior magician. He stays in his cave every day and mysteriously refines some potions.

Magician?

Bai Mu listened to Uncle Sam's introduction along the way, and felt yearning for him. Without the awakening system, his life was already very dark. If he could become a magician, it would be a good choice. I wonder if Old Man Mo would accept his disciples?

The two walked to a bright cave and saw a skinny little old man in the cave holding a bottle of green potion and chanting: "One cup to the dead body, one cup to the death."

Old Man Mo chanted a few words, raised his head and drank the potion in one go. In the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground and twitched, foaming at the mouth. The two guests who came to him were frightened...

What does this mean?

Why do all the people who refine medicine like to drink it themselves?

Just drink it, what is the reason for poisoning?

The Eternal Night Emperor, who was a master of potion, drank the immortal potion he had refined, but foamed at the mouth and fell into a coma for fourteen years. It has become the number one joke on the Cthun continent. Does Old Man Mo want to follow his example?

Sam came to his senses and rushed into the cave, helped Old Man Mo up who was twitching and foaming at the mouth, and said in horror: "Old Man Mo, are you okay?"

Old man Mo's mouth and nose were crooked, and he spitted white foam and said, "I, I'm fine."

Bai Mu looked at Old Man Mo with a green face and said in horror: "But you look very troublesome."

Old Man Mo said intermittently: "I'm really, it's okay, but the medicine, the potion is too effective, and my body can't resist it. After that, it will be fine after a while."

Bai Mu suspected that Old Man Mo was a little confused and asked carefully: "Are you sure you will be fine in a while? Instead of dying in a while?"

“(¬_¬)”

Sam was anxious, but helpless: "Old man Mo, how can we help you?"

"Help me up and drink water. Drinking more water can dilute the concentration of the medicine."

"Where is the water?"

"In the tank."

Bai Mu ran to the side and picked up a wooden cup on the table and found the clay pot beside the stone bed. He stepped forward and picked up the clay pot and poured a glass of water back. Sam took the water and immediately fed Old Man Mo to drink. Old Man Mo choked as soon as he took a sip. In order to dilute the concentration of the potion, he had to drink it even if he couldn't drink it. Sam was a very strong man, and he had to fill the water for Old Man Mo who was unable to resist...

"Xiaobai, go pour another cup!"

"OK."

Old Man Mo glared so much that his eyes were round, and he coughed and cursed, "Okay, okay, you guys, what did you feed me?"

"Water!"

"Where did you pour water?"

Bai Mu scratched his head: "The clay tank beside the bed."

“That’s my urinal.”

“(⊙_⊙)”

The urinal shouldn't be filled with wine...

Sam smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

Bai Mu also apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't know that it's your urinal."

Old man Mo furiously said disgustingly: "The water tank is by the stove, come back quickly and give it to me."

Bai Mu scooped a scoop of water from the water tank next to the stove, first rinsed the mouth of Old Man Mo, and then fed him half a scoop. Then, the tall and strong Sam carried the thin Old Man Mo back to the stone bed like a chicken.

After about a quarter of an hour, Old Man Mo slowly sat up.

"Are you okay?"

"It's better."

"What did you drink?"

Old Man Mo said calmly: "A potion to strengthen physical fitness."

Sam said suspiciously: "Aren't you really poisoned?"

"No." Old Man Mo said angrily: "What are you here to do for me?"

"We want to get some medicine for you."

"What medicine?"

Sam introduced Bai Mu and said: "This child is a new miner. Today, the first time I went down the well, my palm was broken and bleeding. I want to get some potion to apply to him."

Old Man Mo glanced at Bai Mu coldly: "Is it new?"

Bai Mu nodded: "My name is Bai Mu. I heard you are a magician? Can you teach me magic? I also want to become a magician."

"Not everyone can become a magician." Old Man Mo found a bottle of wound medicine from the platform beside the stone bed, threw it to Sam, and said weakly: "You can leave, I'm going to rest."

"Then we won't bother you."

Sam pulled Bai Mu out of the cave. Old Man Mo was a person with a very strange temper. He might be too obsessed with refining medicine and never took care of himself. He was as sloppy as a beggar and often muttered to himself alone. Obviously, he was not a normal person.

The two of them walked on the dark mine road with lights.

"Uncle Sam, why are you going to pull me away?"

"Old man Mo is not normal, can't you tell me?"

"I just want to learn magic from him."

Sam said quietly: "He is just a junior magician and can't teach you anything."

In a world where spiritual energy declines and systems are respected, ordinary magicians without system assistance have limited achievements, and they can reach the level of a high-level magician at most in their lifetime. An ordinary high-level magician may not even be able to defeat a warrior with an elite system, let alone an ordinary junior magician. Any ordinary man can beat him up with one punch.

Bai Mu said sadly: "I know that the junior magician is very weak, but he is better than me now, right?"

Sam was silent. Bai Mu was a child without scheming. He had already told him everything about him. They also believed that Bai Mu's mother did not kill anyone, but it was a fact that he was sentenced to 666 years in prison. It was absolutely impossible to change. If Bai Mu wanted to save his mother, he could only rob the prison, so he was very eager to gain strength...

"We'd better help you find your Uncle Keanu Reeves first. If he is really a strong person in the epic system like you are talking about, then he should be able to teach you magic or fighting spirit."

"But I don't know which mining area is Uncle Keanu Reeves in?"

Bai Mu was a little discouraged. He was now sure that Keanu Reeves was not in their mining area, nor was he in the mining area near them, because the most powerful person in their mining area was just a supervisor with an elite system.

Sam said meaningfully: "He may not be in the mine."

“Not in the mining area?”

"Your uncle Keanu Reeves may be a confidant of the lord and lives in Black Rock."

"Black Stone City?" Bai Mu asked, "How do I go to Black Stone City?"

Sam said lightly: "We slaves can't go to Black Rock City, but foreman Markle can go, you can ask him for help inquire about the news."

Bai Mu said happily: "I understand."

The two returned to the cave of the coal mining team underground. Sam helped Bai Mu apply potion. The magical thing was that the wound quickly scabbed and did not hurt at all. Old Man Mo looked abnormal, but the potion he refined was indeed powerful. He could drink the medicine he had refined until he foamed at all. As expected, they were not ordinary people...
Chapter completed!
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