Chapter 915 Busy

Just as Nak was about to enter the warehouse, another thin old man came from a distance. Before he could get close, he shouted: "Nak, get me twenty hundred flowers, I have urgent use."

Nak stopped, turned around and smiled bitterly, saying, "Master Makarolai, Joan has already left all the flowers. If you want it, I can only find five or six flowers for you here, why don't you wait for the caravan to come back."

For any force, pharmacists are essential, and the Dark Temple is no exception. Although Sendros himself is a very accomplished pharmacist, he is still the leader of the Dark Temple and cannot spend all his time on preparing pharmacists. Moreover, preparing pharmacists is Sendros' interest, but not his pursuit. His real pursuit is still to enter the realm of the Holy Realm and become a powerful sanctuary standing at the peak of the Anriel world. Therefore, the person responsible for preparing the pharmacists that the Dark Temple needs in daily life still has a special group of pharmacists, and Makarolai is the chief pharmacist of the Dark Temple.

Although Makarolai's strength is only a level 17 magistrate, he has a very strong status in the Dark Temple with his identity as the chief pharmacist. Even Sendros and several high priests from the Dark Council are very polite every time he sees him.

However, in the past few days, Makarolai was very unhappy. He came to the warehouse several times to retrieve the herbs he needed, but was told that someone had taken them all in advance. However, when he went back to ask his pharmacists, no one admitted that he had ever taken herbs from the warehouse privately.

"Which bastard is it? Do you want so many Baijiehua to go back to cook? Nak, did you resell all the herbs privately? If you don't give me an explanation today, we will find a place to reason!" Makarolai rushed to the front a few steps, jumping his feet to vent his dissatisfaction.

Nak smiled bitterly, pointed at Joan who was hiding aside, and said to the angry Makarole: "Master Makarole, this is not blamed on me, you should ask Joan." As he said, he gave Joan a sorry look. He didn't want to be scolded by the old man for nothing.

Makarole's scolding stopped immediately, then he turned to Joan, staring at Joan with his eyes fiercely as if he was about to eat people, and said gritting his teeth: "Joan, right? Why don't I remember that there are you, the pharmacist in the Dark Temple? You can't eat all the herbs as food!"

"Uh, Master Makarolai, you misunderstood. This herb was not what I used, it was wanted by Master Fere. Moreover, the Grand Priest Sendros had ordered that everything should be based on Master Ferelai's needs, so you should wait a little longer." Joan couldn't help but take two steps back, and with Makarolai's gaze, he explained with a thorn in his teeth.

"Ferrey, what Master Ferrey... seems to be familiar," Macarola was about to continue cursing, but after thinking about Joan's words carefully, he felt that Ferrey's name seemed to have heard of it.

"Master Feray is the president of the Tower of Dusk and a master of potion. The High Priest Sendros also appreciates his level of potion. This time, Master Feray seems to be preparing a potion for the High Priest, so the High Priest asked me to be his assistant and to explain everything that should be based on his needs." Qiao An quickly explained.

"So... what a joke, what potion is needed to prepare so many herbs. The herbs you have taken these days are enough for me to prepare a hundred dark shadows!" Under Joan's explanation, Makarole remembered who this Master Fere was, but his anger did not decrease. He walked to Nak's face a few steps and snatched the list in Nak's hand. He was furious when he saw it and couldn't help but curse: "What potion master, what potion master is he? Can these herbs be used together? The amount he needs is still so large, what do he want!"

Joan has some understanding of pharmacists, but he is not a real pharmacist. If he really says that the pharmacist level is probably only at a primary level. Sendros and Lin Li don’t say what pharmacists Lin Li is preparing, but he can’t see it anyway based on his observations over the past few days. What’s more, Lin Li is just doing experiments and verifying some techniques for preparing dark praises, and he has no plans to prepare finished pharmacists.

Therefore, when Joan heard Makarole's questioning, he was suddenly stuck there, unable to say anything at all, so he could only murmur: "This was ordered by Master Sendros, in short, it must be very important..."

"He is simply abusing the trust given to him by the High Priest of Sendroth! I don't believe that the preparation of any potion requires so many herbs. I think he put most of the herbs in his pocket. These pagans are indeed unreliable!" Makarolai immediately made the most reasonable judgment on the truth of the matter with his experience as a master of potion.

"No, no, Master Ferrey is not that kind of person," Joan certainly knew that Ferrey was not that kind of person, because he watched with his own eyes the large amount of herbs turned into waste, although it seemed better to put them in his pocket secretly.

"Hmph, I see this, you can't escape. Take me to see Naferre and see how I expose his trick in person!" As he said that, Makarole stepped forward and grabbed Joan without saying a word.

In the quiet laboratory, Lin Li frowned slightly and sat at a table casually. The pen in his hand kept making brushing sounds on the paper, and papers filled with various formulas were thrown aside. Finally, Lin Li paused his pen and his eyebrows gradually stretched out. Looking at the verification results on the paper, a clear look appeared on his face.

Throwing the pen onto the table, Lin Li stood up suddenly, walked to the laboratory table in three or two steps, and started to get busy again. A precious herb, after Lin Li used various techniques to process it, was refined into a juice containing huge power, arranged neatly on the test tube rack, flashing with colorful light.

At this moment, the door of the laboratory suddenly opened. Macarolei pulled Joan into the outside, but was seeing Lin Li busy in front of the laboratory bench. Joan explained and struggled all the way, wanting to get rid of Macarolei so as to report to Lord Sendros, but until he was dragged to the laboratory, he finally knew that there was no room for recovery and suddenly became quiet.

Joan thought that with Macarola's temper, he would definitely start making a big fuss as soon as he broke into the laboratory. After all, he was cursing all the way, and he never stopped talking for a moment. Obviously, he was extremely angry. So seeing that he could not stop Macarola from breaking into the laboratory, Joan had to cover his eyes like a bell. As for what would happen, let him go.

However, what Qiao An never expected was that when he came in from the door of the laboratory, as time passed by, Makarole did not explode as he imagined. Instead, he was so quiet that he seemed to slow down his breathing. Qiao An let go of his eyes covered with anxiety and looked carefully at Makarole next to him, but saw the pharmacy master who had just shouted to find out the liar, but at this moment he opened his mouth slightly, looking at the figure in front of the laboratory table not far away, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

In fact, it is not uncommon among pharmacists to bully employers who do not understand pharmacy. They say they want to prepare potions that the other party does not know about, and then carry the herbs they want in the formula. It should be considered a hidden rule. When Macarola was young, he did this kind of thing and knew that many of his peers were doing it. Even if they were discovered, they would still say that this was for the confidentiality of the formula. But this time, Macarola really couldn't imagine how much a person's head would cramp to, and he was so naked and uncovered.

However, when he actually broke into the laboratory and saw the busy figure in front of the laboratory bench, Macarolai was immediately attracted. He temporarily put the idea of ​​asking for trouble aside, staring at Lin Li's every move, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Feley still had some real skills, but unfortunately he did something a little shameful.

Macarolai was able to become the chief pharmacist of the Dark Temple, and naturally he had considerable attainments in pharmacy. At this time, he looked at Lin Li's operation in front of the laboratory bench, the flowing movements, and the superb techniques he used as light weight, and for a moment he was reluctant to step forward to interrupt.

Of course, Lin Li knew that someone was coming. The things he did at this time would not have put him in any state. But he thought that no one could cause trouble for him in this dark temple, so he simply didn't bother with it, and his hands didn't stop for a moment.

"Stop... Stop, you're desperate!"

Just as Lin Li was about to finish his final work and pour the juice from a test tube into the flask, Makarolai, who was addicted to Lin Li's flowing movements, suddenly woke up. While shouting, he rushed to cover himself with a magic shield.

Macarolai is not just a false name. Although he only saw the juice in the test tube, he could still judge what herbal essence of the juice in the test tube from the color and nature of the juice. Now, he was completely sure that what the other party was adding to the flask was the juice of fire berries. The juice of fire berries is not unusable, but before he saw with his own eyes that the other party was still adding extremely explosive herbs such as the earth blood vine black flame flower in the flask. At this time, adding fire berries was simply throwing fire into the powder barrel.

With such skillful techniques and superb skills, how could he make such a low-level mistake in potion theory! Macaroli had a hint of love for talent, but it was too late to do anything at this time. Once the small flask of potion exploded, its power would probably be close to legendary magic. After giving a reminder, Macaroli had to add a magic shield to himself, and then watched the magma-like medicine in the test tube be poured into the flask.

A "snap" sounded softly.

The explosion that Macaroli expected did not happen, and the colorful potion in the flask also turned into a clear orange liquid as the juice of fire berries flowed in. However, before Macaroli could feel relieved, he saw the young man who was ignorant of life and death making a horrible move, and actually picked up the flask and shook it in front of him. After shaking, the other party even leaned over to his mouth, raised his neck, drank all the potion in the flask, and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, as if the potion was so delicious.

"Orange smell," Lin Li put down the flask, then turned around and looked at the two people at the door of the laboratory, "Joan, where is the herb I want, why are you back empty-handed?"

Qiao An looked bitter and hurriedly asked to explain.

"If you want herbs, what other herbs do you need? What do you think of the preparation of the potion? Do you know what you did just now? You..." Before Joan could explain, Macarolai had already rushed to Lin Li in a few steps, and he had to teach this young man who was ignorant of life and death a lesson.

"Who is this?" Lin Li looked at Qiao An inexplicably.

"This is Master Macarolai, the chief pharmacist of the Dark Temple," Joan introduced to Lin Li, while following Macarolai nervously, for fear that the old man would do anything to anger Lin Li.

"Boy, do you know how dangerous what you did just now?" Macarolai couldn't help but restrain his temper when he heard Joan introduce him to him, straightened his thin chest and raised his chin slightly when he spoke.

What Macarolai did not expect was that Lin Li was indifferent to his identity as the chief pharmacist, and even ignored his existence. He still said to Joan with a calm expression: "Oh, didn't I say not to disturb you? Forget it, you go and get the herbs."

What? What! This young man is too arrogant! What does it mean to not disturb people? The chief pharmacist of the Dark Temple, even Sendros was extremely polite to him, and was actually waiting here as a idle person! Macarola originally had some idea of ​​loving talents, and wanted to support this junior, but at this moment, he finally couldn't help but get angry again.

"You, who your teacher is, is so rude. I want to see who it is..." Macarolai was about to curse, but unexpectedly the other party turned around and went back to the laboratory table, as if he was going to do some other medicine experiment. He chased forward two steps, but at first he saw the paper on the table next to him. He originally glanced at it without caring, but as soon as his eyes left, he suddenly realized something, turned back immediately, and rushed directly to the table.

"This, this is..." Macarolai looked at the paper filled with various pharmacological formulas, and couldn't help but breathe a little rapid. His purpose of coming here was directly thrown to a hundred and eight thousand miles.
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