"You use too much sea urchin needle. In this case, you need to put less spider legs to reconcile. At the same time, the completion time of magic medicine should also be pushed back for 20 seconds."
In the narrow quiet room, with sunken eye sockets, the thin man is refining magic medicine by the crucible set up.
Reminding words sounded in his ears. With this clear guidance, his actions could not help but speed up a bit.
"Twenty, nineteen, eighteen... Now!"
The accurate sound of counting breath kept ringing in his ear. With the last sound falling, he made a violent drink in his mouth. The magic elements in the quiet room were suddenly excited with his action, and the magic medicine being boiled in the crucible flew upside down, and finally merged into a small bottle in his hand, emitting a golden light.
"It's finally finished! Is this the legendary love potion in the underground world? As long as you let others drink it, that person will fall hopelessly in love with me..."
He lifted up the potion that had just been refined, and the man's face showed great joy. He looked at the bottle of potion in his hand, as if he had seen everything in the world.
"I must warn you that due to your refining error, this potion is not as stable as you think, and something you can't expect may happen." the prompt voice came again.
The man laughed wildly: "what does it matter? As long as the effect of the potion is still there, I can get everything I want!"
"Well, whatever you want," he said, and his voice became indifferent.
"Mouth, I can refine the love potion thanks to your guidance. When it's done, I'll take back everything you've lost as promised." it seems that I thought of something, and the man took the initiative to say.
He reached out and took out a strange thing from his arms. It looked like a pair of lips. When the man said this, his lips opened slightly, revealing the teeth and tongue that seemed to exist in another space: "Sean, I'm so happy to hear you say that, but don't forget your promise."
The previous prompt sound was impressively sent out by this mouth. For this, the man seemed to have been surprised and sent out a burst of gloomy Laughter: "what to do next is the most important. Let me think about what to do to make that person drink my love potion... Mouth, why don't you give me an idea..."
Before he finished his words, a sudden knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, which also made him in a hurry. He quickly put the newly refined magic medicine into the space ring, and the closed lips were also put into his arms. Then he quickly opened the door.
"Lord Kane, it's you. If you want to see me, just say it and I'll take the initiative to visit you..."
Seeing the death knight outside the quiet room, Sean's face changed slightly. Kane can be said to be one of the highest status people on Gwen island. All necromancer mages exploring the ocean need to obey his orders. He is also a small role like Sean in refining magic drugs. After seeing him, he must look up to him.
In addition, Kane is accompanied by two unique looking beings, one looks like a deep-sea fish man and the other looks like a bloody angel.
"Oh, that's a legendary magician. It's really rare."
The previous prompt sound sounded from Sean's ear again, but at this moment, the prompt sound could no longer reassure Sean. He only felt a tight heart. For fear that several people in front of him would find something abnormal, he stretched out his hand and patted gently in the pocket, as if to alleviate his anxiety.
"Sean, I have a task for you now. I hope you can finish it on time."
Fortunately, the people who came didn't find anything wrong. They didn't seem to hear the voice in Sean's pocket. Among them, Kane took out a sheepskin roll from the space ring and took the initiative to say: "this is a unique magic medicine. Are you good at refining magic medicine, have you the confidence to refine it?"
From the hands of the death knight, he took the sheepskin roll he took out. Sean didn't dare to break anything, so he quickly opened it and checked the contents.
The words on the sheepskin scroll made Sean dizzy. Even after reading many refining methods, he couldn't understand the benefits of processing materials like this, but he still promised: "if the contents on the sheepskin scroll are true, I'm sure to refine this magic medicine."
Seeing this, Kane was also very satisfied: "very good. After you complete the task for the first time, you will be rewarded with 20 marine contribution points. Later, when the lady needs it, you will be rewarded with 10 contribution points every time you finish refining for her. I hope you can seize this opportunity."
Hearing what the death knight said, Sean's eyes also showed surprise. In the past, he refined a magic medicine for controlling the spirit. Even if the quality was higher, he could only get two contributions at most. Sometimes even two bottles of magic medicine could not change for contribution. Unexpectedly, this magic medicine in front of him could bring him such a rich reward. He could not let go of this task.
"I will refine this potion according to your requirements! No matter how much you need, I will give priority to refining as soon as possible." seeing this, Sean quickly promised.
Suddenly, Sean was stunned by the deep laughter in his ears. It was the laughter from his mouth.
The laughter of his mouth seemed to remind Sean of something. Not long ago, he refined the legendary unique magic medicine. As long as the magic medicine was used, he would no longer have to worry about making contributions. All this on the island would become his property.
In Sean's eyes, he couldn't hide his inner thoughts and became hot. Fortunately, the others just thought he was distracted because of the rich rewards for his contributions and didn't care about the changes in him.
Just as the visitors were about to leave, suddenly, the bloody Angel seemed to find something, his nose jerked and his head poked towards the quiet room.
"Arama, what's the matter?" Kane asked after discovering the strange appearance of the bloody angel.
"I smell a finished potion." alama, who is attached to the bloody angel, said slowly. "Unfortunately, my nose has been petrified and I haven't been separated from my body in time. Now I can't directly smell what kind of potion it is. Otherwise, I can know what he is refining just by those smells."
Hearing what he said, Sean's eyes narrowed and his feet unconsciously wanted to step back. Fortunately, the cold hum in his ears gave him a pause.