Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 82 The Materials Are All Here
In Audrey’s mind, there had always been this underlying perception that seven-colored lizard dragon = seven-colored lizard dragon’s pituitary gland = extraordinary material the size of the palm of your hand, with a soft, mounded surface and constantly changing colors.
So what did this have to do with the three-meter-long, nearly knee-high behemoth in front of her?
For a moment, she was a bit confused, and only came to her senses when she heard Susie’s shout, and said to the housekeeper with feigned satisfaction:
”This is exactly the taxidermy I need.”
”Well …… it’s just a little bit bigger than I thought it would be, that little bit.”
”You lead the servants to move them to the warehouse and I’ll study them in my free time.”
”Yes, miss!” The butler immediately ordered the manservants around who were peeking at their master to work.
Audrey looked around and without further ado, led Suzy into the study inside the manor master’s house, and on the pretext that she had to concentrate on writing a reply to her brother, she left all the maids she had brought with her outside.
When dissected out, it is two copies of the pituitary gland of the seven colored lizard dragon …… one used to exchange for the spinal fluid of the Falseman rabbit, which can just be blended into a bottle of “mind reader” magic potion …… Audrey gradually Audrey gradually got rid of the shock and bewilderment she felt just now, and began to think about how to get Susie promoted.
At this time, she thought of a serious problem.
That was that she didn’t know if Suzy had digested the magic potion or not!
If it hasn’t been completely digested, then taking the “Mind Reader” magic potion will easily cause a loss of control …… She is not like a human being, she can force herself to get through it, wait a minute, she was forced to get through it the first time! And her current IQ will not be worse than that of a child of about ten years of age, she, she is learning the words of the Loon language, she said she wanted to read newspapers and magazines, and she wanted to read books …… Audrey was silent for a few seconds, and glanced at the golden furred dog squatting next to her, who did not know what was going on:
”Susie, have you completely digested the magic potion?”
”Digested?” Susie asked back with wordy confusion.
Audrey had already told her that what she had taken before was a magic potion, and had instructed her not to tell anyone else, as well as not to woof or meow or any other animal with a certain level of intelligence.
Audrey nodded heavily and slowly:
”It was a wonderful and unique feeling, something illusory inside seemed to shatter and merge with your own spirit, you could vaguely see illusory star after illusory star, and you yourself belonged to one of them, and these stars were attracted to each other, and seemed to want to merge into one.”
Susie listened quietly and replied briskly:
”Then I should have digested it thoroughly; I have had a similar sensation.”
Ah? Susie had completely digested the “audience” magic potion? But, but, no one taught her how to play the role! At most, I occasionally prompted her to be more observant and to put her mind at ease …… Audrey asked in dismay:
”When did you digest it?”
”Last month, last month, or earlier ……” Suzie tried to remember for a while, and seeing her master’s expression grow more and more odd, she busied herself with wagging her tail, and timidly added, “I can’t remember …… I’m just a dog, I don’t deliberately try to remember these things, woof.”
Just a dog …… But the progress of your digestion is only that much slower than mine …… Could it be that in the future, when I communicate with other extraordinary people, I will have to say that in the matter of digesting magic potions, I am a little bit better than a dog… …Bah, Audrey what are you thinking! Audrey maintained her elegant smile and gave a ceremonial compliment:
”Very good, I mean, in the matter of digesting magic potions, you’re doing very well.”
……
After returning from Repard’s, Klein took a leisurely nap.
But it wasn’t long before he was awakened by the illusory cascade of making annoying prayers.
Male? “Mr. Hanged Man, or Little Sun? Has the main ingredient for my potion finally arrived? After a few seconds of careful identification, Klein quickly forgot his anger at being disturbed, got up quickly, and took four steps backward into the gray mist.
He noticed that the crimson star symbolizing the “Inverted Man” was shrinking and expanding, so he reached out, spread his spirit and touched it.
After the customary Fool’s Honorable Name, the “Inverted Hanged Man” prayed:
”…… I have already collected the spinal fluid of the Evil Tattooed Black Panther and the pith crystals of the Elven Fountain, please allow me to perform the sacrifice ceremony, and I ask you to pass it on to Mr. ‘World’.”
Progress is fast. …… “Inverted man” said that there will be a pirate event recently, it seems that it is not recently, it is now. …… His speech is always a little hidden, not quite truthful. …… Klein nodded slightly invisibly:
”Can.”
After a simple sacrificial ceremony, Alger resisted the impulse in his heart, did not ask Mr. “Fool” whether the astrological instrument next to the “Star General” Gadelia is related to k.
At this time, Klein had already left him behind and was admiring the two extraordinary materials on the surface of the bronze table.
The spinal fluid of the Evil Striped Black Panther was a tube of seemingly transparent liquid, but if one looked closely, one would realize that its clarification was also layered, the further down it went, the more transparent it became, section by section, perfectly divided, fully satisfying the thoughts of an obsessive-compulsive disorder sufferer.
The medullary crystals of the Elven Fountain, on the other hand, were analogous to a faded egg, the shell seemed to be so thin that it might break at the slightest touch, and the sound of running water could be heard inside without shaking.
”I should be able to get three hundred pounds in cash and a clue to the recipe from the pharmacist …… My ‘Magician’ is only missing the real root and sap of the Misty Tree Man, I wonder when the little ‘Sun ‘ when it will complete its task …… “Klein thought with anticipation.
As for the other auxiliary materials, he had long ago bought them all at different stores, for example, the water-shaped gems needed to be purchased at a jewelry store and ground into powder by himself, a 5 grams one weighs about 2 and a half pounds.
Derek “Sun” didn’t make Crane wait too long, on Wednesday evening, he whispered a prayer and told Mr. “Fool” that he was ready to prepare the real root and sap of the Misty Tree Man, and asked the other party to pass it on to the ” World”.
The real root of the Mist Tree Man was heart-shaped, brown, palm-sized, wrinkled on the front, like the skin of an old man, and smooth and delicate on the back, like a jewel, and it was slightly expanding and contracting, and seemed to have a certain amount of vitality.
Its juice was light green and crystalline, and at first glance it looked delicious.
Klein just looked at them, actually a little hesitant.
In contemporary times, Sequence 7 was the threshold of the Middle Sequence.
This meant that extraordinary people had finally said goodbye to the state of being only a little stronger than ordinary people in certain aspects, and would have a relative abundance of transcendent abilities!
Hoo…… Klein slowly exhaled, returned to his bedroom, and brought the extraordinary materials into the real world by summoning himself.
He didn’t bother to prepare any additional utensils, and after scrubbing the kitchen’s iron stewpot a few times, he began to mix the potions in the order of auxiliary and then the main body.
With “Joker’s” control over his body, he quickly completed the prelude, and successively put in the spinal fluid of the Evil Panther and the real root of the Misty Tree Man.
Zip!
In a toothsome sound, a light-white mist rose up, and was forced back into the iron pot by an invisible force.
When everything calmed down, Klein busily poured out the liquid inside and poured every last drop into the clear glass bottle that had been prepared long ago.
The liquid was quite special, as if there were fireworks blooming inside, red, orange, yellow, green and other colors were constantly dispersing, disappearing and reappearing.
This is the “magician” magic potion!
Klein held a gold coin of 1 pound between the thumb cap and index finger of his left hand, bounced it upward with a clang, and spread his palm to catch it.
He was using divination to confirm the success of his magic potion!
Snap!
The gold coin fell and the portrait faced upwards, indicating affirmation!
Klein no longer hesitated, collected the gold coin, lifted the magic potion, and walked out of the kitchen.
At this time, the color of the sky was already deep, the gas lamps in the room had not yet been lit, the surroundings were pitch black, only near the convex belly window there was some slight external light creating a muddy and dim scene.
Klein took his place on the couch and calmed the throbbing inside by meditating, keeping all emotions away from himself for a short while.
When he was done, he took the glass bottle, tilted his neck, and drank the “magician’s” potion.
Gulp! Gulp!
The cold potion traveled all the way down his throat, with countless bubbles bursting at every turn.
As Klein was realizing this stimulation, a huge flow of information came into his mind, transforming into one firework after another.
The veins on his forehead swelled and bulged, and his head seemed to be on the verge of cracking and bursting!
However, for Klein, this is not too difficult to support the state, before entering the gray fog of the horror of the murmuring and the “real Creator” evil roar is much more terrible than this.
”Hornachis …… Fregla …… Hornachis …… Fregla… …Honachis …… Fregla ……”
The lure of the ethereal and unreal echoed once more, and Klein’s head swelled and contracted, contracted and swelled, gradually finding its way back to his thoughts, and beginning to be able to consciously constrain the thoughts, outlining the orb of light, and little by little, approaching a meditative state.
After an indeterminate amount of time, his vision returned, and at the same time, he felt an itch all over his body, most of all in his arms.
Klein was busy pulling up his sleeves, and was shocked to see that the skin of one of his arms was deeply wrinkled, like a hundred year old man, while the other lost its color and became transparent, and he could directly see the blood vessels, muscles and veins inside.
Is this …… still a little out of control? No, I don’t think so, it’s a residual effect …… Klein sat in the darkness, on the couch, leaning forward and watching the anomalies of the arms warily, as if monsters were being bred there.
He heard pedestrians passing in the street outside, Mrs. Starling greeting her husband, who was most of the way home late, and Mr. Sommer complaining about the congestion caused by too many carriages in the street and too narrow a pavement.
All this, however, was of no concern to Klein, who sat quietly on a sofa in the depths of the darkness, and watched the arm return little by little to its wrinkled skin and transparent state.
After five or six minutes, everything was finally normal, and Klein sighed silently:
”It’s fortunate that no one is knocking on the door to pull the bell at this time …… I thoroughly digested the magic potion of Sequence 8 before I chose to promote, and all of them have such serious residual effects, those extraordinary people who rely on time to polish them must be quite difficult to get through this hurdle.”
”No wonder the captain used nine years ……”
”No wonder the owner of the Evil Dragon Bar, the former Generation Punisher Captain Svein, has never dared to take the Sequence 7 ‘Mariner’ magic potion ……”
After sitting still for another ten seconds or so, Klein slowly stood up.
At this moment, he was already a mid-sequence Extraordinary.
At this moment, he was already a “magician”.