Author: seedless melon

Chapter 25 Mixing Potion

7am.

Truman opened his eyes on time. This was a habit he had developed over many years of working. Whether on earth or in another world, he always insisted on his identity as a worker and his work schedule.

He looked out the window. In the sky of another world, a ray of morning light lit up. It was no different from the earth, but it always made Truman feel a kind of loneliness.

Today, there was no time to experience that loneliness more. He had more important things to do today.

He needs to level up.

The formula and materials he got back last night are sitting in his apartment.

Of course he couldn't be promoted to extraordinary in this apartment.

Although the rent for this apartment is high, it is still a mixed bag.

In addition, too many people know that Truman lives here.

As for where to upgrade, Truman already has a clue.

Looking at the upgrade materials, Truman recalled the words he recorded on the notepad on the other side of the earth last night:

"I'm making an interesting attempt..."

"I chose 'Monkey', 'Wukong', and 'Pretender' as the components of the three rings of the potion. If there are other time travelers, they will definitely know what these spiritual texts point to, haha..."

"Because I vaguely understood the connection between the extraordinary systems of other worlds, potions, and spiritual texts, I made this attempt..."

"Lingwen's principle of 'sole existence' may be more far-reaching than I imagined. It may be the basic rule of the extraordinary world, just like the earth's gravity..."

"If I can find spiritual texts related to the 'Wukong' system in the future and use them to make promotion potions, then everything I do now may become the possibility of gaining more extraordinary power..."

"Because the principle of 'unique existence' also applies to extraordinary individuals, if you use a spiritual system to advance from the first level of extraordinary..."

"What will you get? Will it be more powerful than other extraordinary people of the same level?"

"If this idea is correct, then this is my own path as a potion master. The potions I prepare will be stronger than those prepared by anyone, including the teacher..."

"So, let's just call this a casual move. Anyway, the teacher has said that the strength of first-level magic potion will be almost the same no matter what spiritual texts are used to prepare it."

…

Now, Truman packed up all the materials, put them in his briefcase, left the apartment and walked towards the city center.

This time we went not in the direction of Habsburg, but in the real central and prosperous area of ​​the city. Along the way, there were gradually more pedestrians, and more horse-drawn carriages were racing on the streets.

Truman could see ladies wearing small hats sitting on carriages, and he could also see men wearing tall hats walking on the street.

People in this world love hats so much that it seems like they have no status if they don’t wear them.

About half an hour later, Truman saw a sign called 'Royal Oak Hotel'. Behind the sign was a four-story building. Although it was not as luxurious as Habsburg, it was second to none in Lundinian City.

Already.

This is Truman's goal, one of the most luxurious hotels in the city. It is said that this hotel was once a royal palace and is still run by the royal family, so it should be safer.

Truman stepped up the steps leading to the hotel. He looked at the doorman and felt a little doubt in the doorman's eyes. Probably few of the guests who came to the Royal Oak Hotel came on foot.

In addition, the doorman noticed the mud on Truman's leather shoes - that could only mean that Truman came from outside the central city.

However, identity verification was not required to stay in the hotel. After Truman handed four gold coins to the waiter, he obtained the right to use one of the rooms in the Royal Oak Hotel for three days.

Truman felt a little sad.

too expensive!

The three-day accommodation fee turned out to be 3 gold pounds, and the meal cost was 1 gold pound. After paying these, Truman had less than 15 gold pounds left in his deposit.

Fortunately, Lilith's 20 gold pounds are in Truman's pocket at the moment.

Alright alright.

It’s worth spending money on safety.

Truman seizes the time and does not have time to visit this luxurious room with royal standards, but starts to mix the potion.

He had already told the waiter to leave the food at the door and not to disturb him.

Now, Truman looked at the time. It was around 9 o'clock in the morning. The bright white sun outside the window shone like a white curtain in the air. He closed the curtains to prevent the sunlight from entering the room.

The sun, moon and stars are all entities that can interfere with the success rate of blending in potion science. According to the workshop owner, this is because they represent the ‘gods’.

"Low-level potions only pick up the basic laws of spirituality flowing in the world. They will not attract the attention of the 'gods', but you must be careful, because once the 'gods' pay attention to you, your potion will be destroyed.

Already."

This is what the workshop owner said.

The approach is just like what Truman is doing now, drawing the heavy curtains to block out the sunlight outside the window that represents the attention of the 'gods'.

Of course, electricity is not allowed either.

"Electricity is also the tentacles of the 'gods', but fire is not. Fire is the light of human wisdom."

So Truman lit the candles he had prepared.

In the flickering candlelight, Truman first placed all the potion ingredients in the center of the room, and then began to pace around the ingredients in an equilateral triangle.

The equilateral triangle is a spiritual figure.

It is the gateway to the divine in this extraordinary world.

As Truman repeated more and more steps, his 'share' began to decrease, and three almost invisible spiritual walls were erected on the three sides of the equilateral triangle.

This spiritual wall is neither visible nor audible, but it can separate a domain from reality that belongs only to Truman.

Truman has not yet entered the extraordinary, and the spiritual wall cannot have an impact on others.

In the future, as Truman goes further and further on the extraordinary road, this spiritual wall will also be able to confine the realm that truly belongs to Truman.

Truman suddenly thought that when the workshop owner took him to watch the pharmaceutical industry, those wonderful curtains that separated reality and dreams that he saw were probably the spiritual walls of the workshop owner.

At this moment, within Truman's spiritual wall, the white peacock heart, century-old sycamore branches and fireflies have not yet undergone other changes, but the spiritual text on the small parchment scroll has already shown spiritual brilliance.

Those spiritual texts were like stars, shining there, just waiting for Truman to pick them out.

But not in a hurry, Truman took out the medicine jar and pestle, and began to crush the three basic materials before adding the spiritual text.

Outside the window, from sun to noon to nightfall, the waiter had changed meals at the door several times, but Truman had never been seen going out to get food.

…

"Still no results?"

At the headquarters of the Red Gloves Team in Lundini City, Pang De asked Xia Yan.

"There is a strange result." Xia Yan said, holding the "Characteristics" in the form of a walking stick in her hand.

Throughout today, Xia Yan has been using this cane repeatedly to find the existence of the contaminated person.

Since the contaminated person cannot be directly divined, the urban residents infected by the contaminated person can be divined.

During the battle in the workshop, the Defiler managed to escape under an ambush by the Red Glove Team, but was also injured.

The overall strength of the Red Glove Team is very strong, and the sequences are complementary and the cooperation is tacit. As long as they are targeted, neither the Extraordinary nor the Defiler who are still in the extraordinary level will be able to escape unscathed.

After a polluter is injured, his "pollution" will "flow" outward even more. When ordinary humans see such pollution, they will be mentally intimidated and even go insane.

Therefore, if we target ordinary humans for divination, if we are lucky, the traces of the polluter will appear like pencil dust spread on the impressions - this is also a helpless method.

"It's right in the center of the city." Xia Yan said, "The polluter has appeared before. He seemed to be looking for someone, but he never attacked anyone."

Pound also felt puzzled. If the polluter still had sense, he would choose to leave the city. If he didn't have sense, he would continue to pursue knowledge. But now he is wandering in the central area. What is he doing? What is his goal?

"Do we need the bishop to give us some direction?" Xia Yan asked suddenly.

"No, actually he doesn't seem very dangerous." Pound shook his head, "After all, he has never killed anyone, and if he continues to devour knowledge, he will destroy himself."

This is also the reason why the Red Gloves did not ask for help from their ‘superiors’.

That is, the Defiler does not appear to be that dangerous and can self-destruct at any time.
Chapter completed!