Latest website: After the pharmacist Jorel opened the door, he turned around and walked deep into the laboratory. Barrett stepped into it, closed the door gently, and followed behind him step by step, "How did you know I would come back to find you?" He asked curiously.

"Experience." Jorill said without looking back, "The medicines I developed are all very miraculous!" He straightened his body proudly for half a second, and then bent down habitually, "It's just They all have one drawback in common."

"What's wrong?" Barrett walked down the stairs. He felt that Jorill's laboratory seemed to be deeper underground than when he came last time, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

"It's a very troublesome disease." Jorill sighed. "Those people who have taken my potion, if they don't die, will always try their best to find me again. Just like you."

"..." Barrett was speechless at this answer, "Have you never thought about why those people, including me, want to find you so much?"

"What else can it be for? It's nothing more than the little side effects that are not worth mentioning that come with the medicine." Jorill's tone was full of dissatisfaction, "To be honest, why can't people go in the right direction? Think about it? What does it matter if you grow lizard-like scales on your body after drinking the potion? Maybe you will also gain natural concealment ability because of it. You must know that the ingredients of scales, hair and nails are not actually There is no essential difference, why can't people treat it as a special kind of nail? Why do they care so much?" He asked repeatedly.

The pharmacist returned to his laboratory, still babbling, "There once was a very unreasonable nobleman—I forgot whether it was an earl or a viscount—he suffered from very severe hereditary asthma, and often Difficulty breathing, breathless. This nobleman found out about my existence from nowhere, so he went directly to the door, hoping that I could help him. I kindly bought him a newly invented potion , although the price of the potion is a little bit more expensive, but it is definitely very effective."

"Medication for asthma?" What a coincidence?

"It's not just asthma, my medicine is also effective for other respiratory diseases." The pharmacist replied, "After taking my medicine, the guy's asthma has completely recovered, but he didn't treat me. Thank you, but you still want to kill me."

"I guess there must be something growing on that person, or something is missing." Barrett sarcastically looked around habitually. After more than a year, the other party's laboratory has undergone many changes. A wide variety of alchemy vessels with strange shapes are placed everywhere. Several small magic circles with different functions are flickering on and off. Some of them have half of a dark hand bone on them, and I don't know what they are used for.

Among these many things, the most curious thing for the barbarian is a little green-skinned goblin who is tied to the central platform of the laboratory.

This goblin is generally not much different from ordinary goblins. The strange thing is that this guy has a pair of tattered wings full of holes on his back, and some constantly wriggling tentacles on his lips and jaw. This weird image Barrett always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

"Hmph, in my opinion, it's not necessarily a bad thing to have more cards. You must know that the reason why ferocious animals and monsters become powerful is because they grow useless mutated organs." Jorill retorted, "As for the noble who took my potion, it's just that there are two rows of symmetrical gill-shaped organs growing from the ear to the neck. Do you know." He turned and looked at Barrett, "The fish Aquatic species such as humans and Naga that can survive on land for a long time have strong breathing capabilities. Their bodies have both gills and lungs. These two respiratory systems can not only operate independently, but also interact with each other. Cooperate."

"I don't know that. However, I know that they all have only one head." Barrett agreed casually, "After the head is cut off, no matter which breathing system is used, it must be useless."

After the pharmacist finished listening, there was an idiot-like look on his face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back abruptly.

However, perhaps because he seldom communicated with others in the underground laboratory for a long time and was unable to talk about his impressive academic achievements and outstanding works, even though old Jorill heard someone's strange remarks at this moment, Still patiently explained, "You know..., you definitely don't know. When I was still studying in the floating city, I read a set of books about creatures from all planes. One of them said All of them are human beings. As mentioned in the book, humans also had gill-like organs in the early stages of embryonic development, but this organ disappeared in the subsequent further development process. In other words, humans grow fish gills It’s actually a fairly normal thing.”

When Jorill said this, his tone suddenly became a little frustrated, "It's a pity that I can't observe this change in person, otherwise my understanding of human beings will definitely be deeper, and the level of alchemy potions will also improve accordingly." He sighed He continued, "At that time, I happened to have a female Kou Tao murloc with seeds in my hand, so I planned to use fish egg extract as the main ingredient of the potion, and then supplement it with..., wait, do you want to ask me? The medicine formula?"

It's what you want to say, okay? "No, I don't want to know at all." Barrett said helplessly, "Let's continue talking about that nobleman."

"Hmph, in short, after the nobleman drank my potion, two rows of gills grew on his cheeks and neck. Although this mutation effect is not in my plan—in fact, many potions I invented have the same effect. It’s all different from what I imagined—but I don’t understand what’s wrong with this mutation?” The pharmacist said in a complaining tone, “Not only did the nobleman completely recover from his original asthma, he was even able to breathe freely in water. ability. I admit that the newly grown two rows of fish gills also have a small defect. If exposed to the air for a long time, it will easily dry out, resulting in a decrease in breathing efficiency. But as long as he usually drinks more water, this problem will be solved. It won't be a problem. Alas, in this world, there are too few people who know how to be grateful."

Barrett didn't know what to say. commend? I always feel a little against my will; blame? It didn't seem quite right, "What happened to that nobleman?" Manzi asked with concern. In a way, he and that guy are also "patient friends".

"As far as I know, it seems that I have moved to live in a certain seaside city. Isn't it great to enjoy the sea breeze every day, swim, and no longer have to worry about being out of breath?" Old Jorel replied, "Let's not talk about him anymore. , let me tell you about you. Now that you have come to me again, tell me, is there any more organ in your body? Or is there something missing?"

"There are neither more nor less organs in my body... It should be." Barrett was not sure when he said the words, and no one can say for sure about the internal organs. "However, the appearance has changed a lot." He took off his 'veil' bracelet, revealing the emerald green color of trolls.

"So, what's the problem?" Old Jorill had a puzzled expression on his face.

Isn't this obvious? "The color, the color of the skin! How can normal humans have green?" Barrett took two steps forward, opened his mouth wide, and showed the sharp fangs inside, "Also, human teeth are also green. Not like that."

"Just because of this?" The pharmacist said disdainfully, "What's so bad about green? At least it can be used as a protective color in the forest. Also, aren't your current teeth better than the original ones?"

Barrett already has a relatively deep understanding of the way of thinking and values ​​of the person in front of him. He didn't intend to waste much time on this, "Good is not necessarily suitable. I just drank the potion you gave me to become what I am now. So, I hope you can make me change back to my original human being look." Manzi said solemnly.

"It can't be my fault. As I said before, the direction and degree of changes brought about by the potion are beyond my control. I only pursue to maximize the use of the essence in the magic materials so that the effect of the potion can be maximized " Jorill folded his arms around his chest and said nonchalantly, "As for restoring you to your original state, to be honest, it is a hundred times more difficult than inventing a new medicine, and it will consume a lot of my time and energy. So, why should I help you? you?"

"Why did you give me those potions before?" Barrett asked.

"If I remember correctly, it's because you threatened my life," the pharmacist replied.

Our barbarian adventurer put his hand on the weapon at his waist, and said calmly, "Actually, I can do the same now."

The other party was obviously taken aback when he heard it, and his originally nonchalant expression became a little nervous, as if he didn't expect the unexpected guest in front of him to be so shameless.

Seeing that the threatening words had had the desired effect, Barrett took his hand away from the hilt of his sword, turned the subject again, and smiled as kindly as possible on his face, "Don't be nervous, just kidding. It can be done Things don't mean they will be done. Everyone is a civilized person, and they won't and shouldn't use such despicable means. How about you and I make a deal that satisfies both parties? " Barbarian didn't want to put The relationship between each other is froze. In the final analysis, if there was no Jorill's bottle of potion whose number had been forgotten, he would probably have died in **** long ago. So Barrett is still very grateful for the kindness of the other party.

As for whether the other party will become angry from embarrassment and use some tricks in the potion, Barrett is not worried about this. He has the identification technique that comes with the system. It is clear what the effect of the medicine is and what are the side effects.

"Deal?" Jorill asked coldly, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "What do you offer? It's nothing more than some gold coins. Hehe, do you think I'm someone who cares about such things?"

Barrett doesn't believe that there is anyone in the multiverse who doesn't like gold coins, but the degree of liking varies from person to person. "To tell you the truth, I am a pretty good adventurer. My years of adventure have allowed me to accumulate a lot of rare magic materials. I don't know if you will be interested."

"A rare magic material? Hmph, how rare can it be?" Although the pharmacist said so, his expression improved significantly. "It's true that I rarely go out to collect magic materials myself, but that doesn't mean you can fool me with ordinary things of little value."

"I'll see if it's worth it." Barrett took out a bottle of scarlet and cold liquid from the space ring, and handed it to the pharmacist.

Old Jorill took it carefully, and after observing it carefully for a while, he asked with bright eyes, "This, what is this?"

"Dragon blood of the ancient white dragon." Barit replied proudly.

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