Open Your Quest Log Chapter 352

In the dark cellar, the pharmacist 'Jorel' continued his experiments day and night as usual.

He first mashed twelve thousand-year-old oak leaves into juice, then squeezed the eyes of two trolls dry, and poured the strange-smelling liquid into a test tube to heat it up.

Waiting for the temperature of the test tube to naturally decrease to room temperature, Jorel poured the oak sap prepared in advance into the cooled liquid, and stirred it with the barbs on the thorn monster.

After 12 times of precise circling, he added six drops of fresh elf blood to the test tube, three drops of venom from the fangtooth snake, two drops of ghoul's saliva, and all the blood of an adult goblin. Cerebrospinal fluid.

Gently shake the liquid in the test tube in a clockwise direction, and heat the test tube to 38°C again to activate the vitality contained in the blood of the elf. After that, Jorel moved the test tube to the alchemy array to fix it, and added a pinch of dust from smashed mithril and powder from the hydra scales.

Activate the alchemy circle, and the liquid in the test tube begins to transform on the circle. After the pale green liquid turned orange, Jorel removed the test tube from the circle and added a little honey to it to improve the taste.

After completing all this, Pharmacist Jorel inserted the hollow barb of the thorn monster into the test tube, and stirred it in a circle again and again for twelve times. After that, he cautiously pulled out the liquid-stained barb, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then touched it very lightly with the tip of his tongue.

As soon as he touched that little liquid, Jorel's body began to tremble uncontrollably. The trembling lasted five breaths, and then he slowly regained his composure and shook his head in disappointment.

This still doesn't feel right. Although the results of the experiment need to wait for the arrival of the new gnoll, and then repeat the experiment on humanoids to know the real situation, but the experienced pharmacist Jorel, through this little taste , you already know about the experimental results.

How nice it would be to have purebred dragon blood available! He was still not satisfied with the effect of elf blood in the experiment. As a long-lived species, the blood of the elf undoubtedly contains quite powerful power, but it is still far worse than the blood of the dragon.

It is a pity that in this simple and damp cellar, only the blood of the elf can be used, and his financial master, Countess Teresa, although she has a wealthy family and a wide range of connections, let her get a purebred giant for herself. The dragon's blood has been repeatedly experimented, but it is still too reluctant.

Not only the blood of the elf, in his plan, other experimental materials also have better and rarer substitutes. Under the ultimate expectation, Jorel still needs at least a high-level mage to be responsible for the reconstruction of the alchemy circle and the subsequent corresponding operations.

After all, his own mage level is only one level, and he is not very good at using magic power. He cannot complete many delicate operations, and can only make up for it with his genius ideas and pharmacist experience.

So Jorel prefers to call himself 'Pharmacist Jorel' rather than 'Mage Jorel'.

If I could join the Magic Association back then, wouldn't I have to worry about those magic materials? Jorel had thought about it more than once. Unfortunately, things in this world often don't have an "if".

Isn't it just letting the villagers in the village secretly try some less mature potions, what's the big deal? Why is it rejected by the association? Although more than 50 years have passed since this incident, Jorel still feels very aggrieved every time he thinks about it.

What's more, those potions are not too dangerous. Although the villagers are very painful, didn't everyone die in the end? As for some villagers who became blind because of the potion, some villagers grew a third leg (not female, not the middle one), some villagers began to like eating raw meat, and some villagers were afraid of the sun like vampires All kinds of bizarre side effects are automatically ignored by Jorel.

Anyway, no one died anyway! !

Jorel, who came from a family of pharmacists, was regarded as a genius by his elders since he was a child, and he also awakened magic power for the first time and became a magic apprentice.

With the help of magic, Jorel's progress in the field of pharmacists has advanced rapidly. The family's formulas and knowledge of herbal medicine have gradually been unable to satisfy his growing thirst for knowledge, which is curious and does not want to be restrained. As expected, Jorel entered the field of alchemy.

He has made excellent progress in the field of alchemy only at the level of a magic apprentice, and wants to invent more new formulas through his own assiduous research.

Jorel, who was young and energetic at the time, was eager to see the effects of the newly invented medicine on humans, and wanted to make continuous improvements by actually reflecting the effects. It is a pity that other people did not understand his good intentions, including the fellow mages whom he longed for.

Although the whole process of Jorel's experiments with villagers is quite hidden, either putting some in the well water or adding a little to the wine barrel in the tavern~www.mtlnovel.com~ has not been discovered at all. But the many strange things that happened to the villagers still caught the lord's attention.

The lord reported the matter to the Magic Association, and the association sent someone to investigate, and finally focused on Jorel.

Because Jorel was still very young at the time and was just an ordinary magic apprentice, the association did not take severe measures against him, but handed him over to a secular institution and told him that he could no longer be involved in the field of alchemy in the future.

Jorel was finally imprisoned in the prison, which lasted for thirty-seven years. The young man who was still high-spirited at the time turned into a haggard and vicissitudes of life when he came out, and because of the years of prison life, he looked even older.

Fortunately, the prison life did not completely destroy him, and Jorill was still promoted from a magic apprentice to a full-fledged mage through his own efforts, as well as the warden's appreciation and the support of various books and magic stones!

Although Jorel failed twice in the promotion process, causing serious damage to his soul and making his subsequent promotion path extremely slim, he was not discouraged by this.

Jorel believes that he will definitely be able to invent a magical potion that can repair the soul, thereby healing the soul wounds that all mages have no way to do at present. And he's inventing more, more powerful, more magical formulas that make the whole world look up to him.

Since the Magic Association does not allow him to get involved in the field of alchemy, Jorel is not going to join the fake Magic Association, he wants to be a wild mage. Anyway, he has a very rich knowledge of pharmacy, and he has no worries about finding a sponsor to support him.

"Dong dong dong." The door above the cellar was suddenly knocked at this moment.

Did the gnoll I asked for last time arrive? He happily ran over.

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