The old magician pondered for a moment, considered it for a long time, nodded and agreed to Meng Kang's proposal, and set out the exchange conditions.
"For every ten bottles, you can get a first-level potion formula.
For every thirty bottles, you can get a second-level potion formula.
These two types of potion formulas are ordinary formulas that can only be learned by three people.
After three times of learning, they will become a piece of waste paper.
The third-level prescriptions I have here are all high-end products, enough for thirty people to learn.
However, the third-level potion formulas will not be given away, but you can bring people to learn the formulas of the two potions you made.
Each prescription allows ten people you bring to learn.
As for the conditions, you have to make one hundred bottles of level three potions. " Meng Kang looked at the more than ten bottles of potions in front of him.
If he remembered correctly, he had spent more than an hour.
Although he was completely familiar with the production process in the first half of the time, they were all failures, and he started to succeed later.
The current speed is An hour of hard work produces about fifteen bottles.
If you want to get the formula for the third-level potion, it will take almost six and a half hours.
After more than four hours in the game, which is more than two hours later in reality, Meng Kang's train will arrive at the station, and Meng Kang needs to go offline. car.
During this period of time, he must leave the pharmacy and return to the hotel, otherwise going offline in front of the old magician will arouse the other party's suspicion.
He must now always remind himself that he is an NC, not a player.
Taking into account some practical factors, the dwarf Cardo can arrive in Yantong City in about two days.
At that time, he will need to go to the real dwarf tribe.
Time is short.
According to the exchange ratio given by the other party, at the current speed It's hard to get many potion recipes.
"Think of it as a limited-time mission.
It's pretty good.
It's up to you how much reward you can get."
Meng Kang thought this, but the movements of his hands did not speed up at all.
He could not rush now.
He was still in the training stage, and the success rate had not yet reached half.
He could not do such things in a hurry for success.
Slowly become proficient in each step, remember the feeling of success every time, remember the optimal time required for each step and the distance of arm movement, and repeat it slowly and tirelessly. w After about two hours, Meng Kang no longer had to open his mouth, and he could successfully make the potion without reciting the artificial steps and precautions silently.
At this point, Meng Kang's success rate has steadily reached over 60%.
Meng Kang began to think about how to speed up the production.
In addition to the fact that operations such as heating require a fixed time, there is no way to speed up the process.
Speed, other steps can reduce time by actively accelerating.
With a full agility bonus, once he thought of accelerating, the movements of his hands easily doubled.
The result was unexpected, and he failed because the speed of adding explosive stone powder with his left hand was faster, but his right hand moved away from the flames.
The speed of dispensing the medicine was a little slow, which resulted in a temperature deviation and an explosion.
Meng Kang just regarded it as a common mistake, and quickly configured again, but failed again.
He tried to speed up the configuration ten times in succession, but all failed.
He felt a little irritated in his heart, and his movements in his hands made mistakes more often, and he continued to fail.
"Don't speed up your hand movements casually.
I know you want to make more potions, but speeding up casually will destroy your sense of fluency and lead to failure."
The old magician had been paying part of his attention to Meng Kang.
He was always satisfied with Meng Kang's actions, but when he saw Meng Kang becoming impatient, he immediately warned him.
Meng Kang looked up at the old magician's smooth movements.
He was very envious when he saw his hands moving quickly among various instruments.
The speed was almost the same as Meng Kang's when playing with a dagger.
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It was so fast that he felt faint.
Controlling this speed, the old magician's potion production only failed four or five times.
"Then what should we do?"
Meng Kang didn't know what it meant to be embarrassed at all, so he asked directly.
"Speed up little by little.
Slowly increase the speed by one percent.
Just slowly develop your speed.
There's no need to rush."
The old magician explained slowly.
Meng Kang chuckled.
The way senior pharmacists practice acceleration is to accelerate in steps of one percent.
As a junior rookie, he just doubled the acceleration.
It would be strange if he failed.
Following the old magician's advice, Meng Kang tried it, but found that he had no way to control his speed.
Whenever he thought of accelerating, his body's speed suddenly increased uncontrollably.
He was completely unable to control his speed, and still failed.
Thinking back to when he was fighting before, he didn't know how much speed he should increase each time he made a move, but his speed would also fluctuate.
These were not controlled by him actively, but were completely changed based on how he felt at the time. , what move to use, where to attack, and how fast to use are all things that he does not need to consider, it is completely controlled by his body.
Feeling, he uses feelings to control his body.
Meng Kang thought for a moment and realized that his control was not good.
He only relied on feeling to control speed.
People relied on speed to hone their feeling, but he could do the opposite and control speed by feeling.
Where can I speed up?
How much should I increase the speed?
Meng Kang completely left these questions to his own feeling.
Just like those masters of stream of consciousness, Meng Kang no longer cares about the requirements of the potion formula.
He completely relies on his feelings to configure the potion.
The speed is fast and slow, which is different from the smooth operation of the old magician.
Meng Kang's movements were like an emotional dance, sometimes passionate and fast, sometimes gentle and slow.
The explosive potion slowly took shape and shape in Meng Kang's hands.
The overall speed was twice as fast as before, but this sudden increase in speed did not cause the potion configuration to fail.
The old magician looked at Meng Kang in surprise and murmured to himself: "This young man has stimulated me too much.
Today I have been constantly refreshing my knowledge.
I can actually increase the production speed so quickly.
And I don’t feel his active control.
He doesn’t need to control it through his brain.
It seems that his own body can make potions.
Is this what those guys call a genius?”
Meng Kang was completely unaware of the old magician's expression and thoughts.
He was now completely immersed in this feeling.
All that was left in his world was this small rectangular table with the green lampshade in front of him.
The bright area is his world.
Everything in front of him is infinitely magnified in his mind, and the touch and smell of various materials are also magnified.
The slightly slippery touch of the explosive stone powder, the hot breath of the sun-burning water, and the various fragrances of the herbs are all deeply imprinted on the body.
You can even feel the energy in the potion starting to riot when it fails, even after configuring it.
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As long as you feel something is wrong, you can decide that you don't need to configure the potion this time, because it will definitely fail.
This feeling lasted until the materials prepared around him were emptied out, and until Meng Kang had five long rows of explosive potions placed in front of him.
Meng Kang's hand reached for the box containing explosive rock powder, and he suddenly found that the amount inside was no longer enough to prepare another bottle.
He stopped and looked at the time.
In reality, he had almost arrived at the station in less than twenty minutes.
Meng Kang hurriedly said goodbye to the stunned old magician.
The reason was that he was too tired and wanted to take a nap and come back to work later.
Then he ran out of the pharmacy and quickly got into a nearby hotel, rented a room and went offline.
Meng Kang opened his eyes from the train.
Fortunately, the train would arrive at the station in ten minutes, so he would not over ride.
Only then did he feel that what had just happened was not like a game, but like a dream.
The feeling of making the medicine still remained in his heart, making him feel indescribably comfortable.
The train arrived at the station soon.
Meng Kang got off the train and rushed to the bus station.
He bought a ticket and got on the train to wait for departure.
The bus that Meng Kang bought a ticket for was about to depart in ten minutes.
Many people were walking towards the bus.
Meng Kang glanced around and saw a familiar face.
Meng Kang immediately blocked a person who wanted to sit next to him.
A girl shouted at the man.
"Old dog, come and sit here."
The man whom Meng Kang called "Old Dog" looked inside in confusion.
When he saw Meng Kang with his hands raised, a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face.
He pushed through the cursing crowd and sat next to Meng Kang
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