Chapter 10 A Successful Drug

Parker sat beside Watson.

"This young man challenged the highest bonus for the first time he came here. The battle ended in five minutes."

Parker couldn't believe his ears, but at the same time, he wanted to make friends with him.

Watson sighed.

In this way, Marcus, who suddenly became a master of the school, became a legend.

...

Marcus exchanged the application form for the scholarship.

Looking at the 1,000 gold coins he had got, Marcus's eyes lit up.

With the bonus, he could buy 19 kinds of materials and equipment for medicine refinement.

Marcus found the best herb shop.

He came in with the medicine refining list.

"What can I do for you?" A man walked towards Marcus and asked politely.

Marcus nodded and handed the medicine refining list to him. "I want these."

The man took the medicine refining list with both hands.

"We have all these, but the price of the spiritual power enhancing herb is a little high. Can you accept it?" The man pointed at the herb on the list and asked.

Pursing his lips, Marcus calculated in his mind, "How much will it cost? I need at least ten of each kind."

If he had known it earlier, he would have visited every herb shop first.

Noticing Marcus's hesitation, the man smiled.

"It doesn't matter, sir. The price here is relatively fair."

"If you are worried, you can go to other shops first. This is the price of our medicine shop."

"You can come back then."

Marcus didn't expect him to be so considerate.

"Thank you."

Marcus did have the intention to go to other herb shops, but this person was so sincere. There shouldn't be much difference?

What was more, he had so many scholarships, which should be enough.

Thinking of this, Marcus folded the price list in half and held it in his arms.

"I believe you. Just buy it here."

"Ten for each. Twenty for the cheapest."

"Can I buy so many things at a lower price?"

Marcus asked softly.

The man smiled sincerely, "Of course."

"Thank you for your trust, sir. This is your first time here. How about I give you a ten percent off discount?"

Marcus nodded.

He looked at the man packing the medicinal materials he needed.

It cost him 375 gold coins.

Marcus breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the price of the medicinal materials was affordable, at least not half of the scholarship.

"I also need some related equipment. Do you have any recommendations?" He paid and continued to ask.

"Of course, I just don't know what you like."

"Some are stronger, some are more suitable for newbies, while both stronger and suitable for newbies are relatively more expensive." The man said with a smile.

Marcus understood what he meant.

Marcus frowned and had not thought well about how to choose.

The man smiled knowingly and made a gesture of welcome to Marcus.

Marcus followed him.

The two entered the exclusive equipment room.

There were a variety of utensils with different colors and materials.

The man pointed at the crucible near them and said, "This is ordinary and suitable for newbies. The only bad thing is that it is easy to blow up. Newbies often buy this kind, and the price is cheap and affordable."

Marcus touched it gently.

The man continued to walk forward, pointing at the crucible in the middle, and said, "There will be a warning of temperature, and before the explosion, there will be a warning. The price is a little higher. I recommend this."

Marcus thought for a while and thought, 'Did I fail before because of the high temperature?'

"I want this." Marcus pointed at the last crucible that the man introduced.

The man sent Marcus to the door and gave him a membership card. "Thank you, Sir. Welcome to our shop next time."

Marcus sent these things to his dormitory and went to the library again.

There were many people in the library.

"Marcus? Why don't you study swordplay?" Jett said maliciously.

He felt jealous and disgusted when he saw Marcus.

Marcus didn't even look at him. He went straight to the place where he borrowed the book last time and borrowed all the books he might need.

Jett was pissed off when he saw Marcus leave.

"How dare you ignore me?"

Marcus glanced at him impatiently and said, "Get out of my way! What are you screaming for?"

Marcus went back to his dormitory.

He put aside the books he had taken back and roughly read the steps he needed to do.

"It should be... No problem?"

Marcus frowned.

He took a deep breath, squatted down in the dormitory, and began to prepare the medicine.

Following the steps in his memory, Marcus looked at the liquid in the crucible and put the corresponding herbs in it one by one.

About ten seconds later, a puff of black smoke came out.

As expected, he failed this time.

Marcus frowned and said, "It's strange. Is it wrong about the order of the herbs?"

He cleaned up the things in the crucible, ignited it, and put the herbs in it.

After adjusting the order and time of the herbs, Marcus still destroyed two more crucibles of herbal materials.

It had been three times.

Marcus took a deep breath. What happened?

He took the book back and read it carefully.

"Ah... The fire at the last step is too hot." Marcus patted his forehead and figured out the key reason.

He repeated the previous operation and lowered the flame at the last step.

"Star grass." Marcus put the medicinal herbs into it.

Finally, there was no black smoke spewing out this time, and a dark green drug appeared.

It might work?

Marcus didn't give it a try directly. Instead, he took out an old book among many books.

There was another herb in the formula.

This kind of medicine was very common, and Marcus bought a lot.

He tried to add it in.

The crucible had only just been lit, and as the herbs continued to be added, the crucible had an alert as it proceeded to the second step.

He quickly turned off the flame.

"What happened?" Marcus frowned and studied the principal again.

He failed more than ten times before he finally made the successful drug.

The color of this drug was darker compared to the previous.

It turned out that the fortunate velvet grass was not stable, so the right amount of it needed to be added into the crucible after the medicine was stable.

Otherwise, it would be a disaster.

Marcus felt lucky that he had bought a crucible with the warning of explosion.

He poured the drug into five bottles.

Marcus took one bottle and drank it.

"A little bitter!" Marcus licked his tongue.

He held the wooden sword and tried the basic swordsmanship again.

It was twice better than the normal speed drug!

Marcus smiled with relief.

"Meteor Strike!" Marcus hit the stone pile not far away.

With a crack, the stone pile was directly smashed into powder.

Succeeded!

Marcus put away his wooden sword and went back to his dormitory to look at the remaining four bottles of medicine, trying to find a channel to sell them.