Richard looked at the drifting bottle, then at the sealing wax, a thought flashed through his mind: Since the sealing wax contained hallucinogenic substances, it obviously couldn't be baked; in that case, he might as well be straightforward.
He focused his gaze, picked up a small knife, then pierced the tough-as-stone sealing wax with the tip of the knife.
"Click, click..."
Richard began to laboriously scrape off the sealing wax, using no small amount of effort to completely remove it.
Carefully collecting the scraped-off sealing wax, Richard removed the cork, turned the bottle upside down, and poured out the contents - it turned out to be a piece of parchment.
Hmm, a piece of parchment.
Parchment.
Parchment.
The parchment wasn't very large; it clearly couldn't contain many words, which made Richard unconsciously feel a bad premonition.
Could it be, this drifting bottle was just a simple drifting bottle?