After retreating, they came after them

Chapter 65 Refining in a dream?

When the medicinal materials were raised, Simon and others were all present to observe.

"Simon, if you can't see it, how do you refine it?" The little shark circled around the black box container, looking hard at the hole of the container.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see what was inside.

"That's why you need to use skills. The hand of raising tone is like using your own hands to make it yourself, but I don't know the specifics." Simon said.

The crow master in the room noticed that Xiaoqian with the white fruit also sat in the alchemy room.

Looking at it like this, it blends in with the members of the regiment.

Is this poaching from the original team?
Master Crow didn't gossip, and Simon didn't say anything anyway.

After Bai Tang and Luo Yi were seated, the two master alchemists started.

Crow was the first to refine it. As the person who successfully refined the directional mutation potion, he had to demonstrate it to old Wim first.

He stretched out his hand in the air, and the palm of his hand quickly glowed with light. His imaginary big hand penetrated into the black box, and then a burst of light leaked out of the black box's hole.

Everyone looked over, and at a distance of one meter, they only saw a ball of light, but they couldn't see what was inside.

buzzing.

There was a violent sound in the black box container responsible for raising the tone, like crackling sparks and explosions, and various things shattered together.

And in the battlefield that everyone looked down upon, Master Crow closed his eyes and was sweating profusely, grabbing the dancing lines with his hands.

Under the extension of Unreal's big hand, his perception has entered the black box, and what he sees are not medicinal materials, but countless lines.

The lines are jumbled and scrambled, some high-pitched, some low-pitched.

His responsibility is to spirally twist the thread into a thread, and gather the thread represented by the blood of the ghost horse in the heart of the rope.

Then, use the hand of raising tone to move the "line" after concluding, let it make the loudest sound, and let it change qualitatively.

However, the blood line of this ghost horse is located in a deep valley, and its voice is very low.

Other lines represent auxiliary materials, for example, there are a thousand lines extending from the heart of a thousand faces.

For Master Crow, it is extremely troublesome to adjust the lines every time.

Just the lines of the heart of a thousand-faced ghost have to be closed a thousand times to straighten their lines, which shows the difficulty.

And the most astonishing thing is the random mutation potion. Its function in it is not to form lines, but to form a buffer zone inside, so that these sharply changing lines can be contained and changes can be reduced.

Even so, the up-regulation rate of this medicine is several times higher than that of other conventional medicines.

After refining it once, his spirit was almost exhausted, and his heart was extremely tired.

after an hour.

After experiencing high-intensity dialing, Master Crow finally twisted all the lines into a thick straight line.

He used his imaginary rising hand to viciously move in the black box.

The "thick rope" itself is composed of a thousand threads and a core thread, stretched straight and requires a lot of strength.

For the most part, to pluck the thread is to drain the alchemist's spirit.

Sometimes with too much force, the line will be broken directly, and the upscaling will fail.

Sometimes the intensity is too light, and the lines don't move.

Once the spirit is exhausted, there is no strength to dial again.

If he regained his spirit, the nature of the medicine inside had changed, and the rope core inside had solidified, and instead of completing the up-tuning, his own class had been fixed.

Closer to home, he is going to dial.

hum!
He pulled it so hard that the cord broke.

The reaction to reality was a violent muffled sound.

"The furnace is fried." Master Crow opened his eyes and sighed.

The old Wim next to him put his raised hand on the side of the black box, sensed the whole process with his sensory sensor, and felt the difficulty.

He was also in a bit of trouble, but fortunately, it was the head of the team's money, and the loss could not be lost to him.

The little sharks all have vague minds, and they are not active at times, and they can vaguely see the touch of lines and palms.

The little shark told everyone what he had seen and heard, and Simon was thoughtful.

Xiaoqian sensed something else from the fluctuation of her soul.

"When the last rising tone was raised, it seemed that the soul was crushed by a big hand." She commented.

After watching the whole process, Simon only saw the light coming out of the black box, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

But he has dream space.

Maybe it can be simulated.

"Everyone, after summarizing the failures, go into my dream space and take a look, maybe you can simulate this up-scaling refinement," Simon said.

He took everyone to watch this thing, in addition to gaining insight, he just wanted to use his own ability to see if he could make extra use of it.

What if the raising process of alchemy can be simulated?

Master Wim showed a strange look, "Is this okay?"

The crow is full of question marks: "Dream space? What's the situation?"

Little Shark, Baitang, Xiaoqian, and Roy all looked forward to it. In addition to training, if the dream space can also perform alchemy rehearsals, it might increase the success rate.

As long as the team has money, they can speed up the purchase of promotion materials in the future.

At this stage, if you want to speed up the promotion, you still have to rely on some alchemy potions as an introduction to guide the two to upgrade.

It takes money to make the corresponding alchemy potions, and Simon's money has been spent on making directional mutation potions, and there is no money left for other potions for the time being.

"Master Crow, please don't resist," Simon said.

Of course, it is also possible to resist, after all, this skill itself is used against the enemy.

In the next second, Simon launched his skills, and invisible ripples spread from Simon's feet.

Everyone didn't realize that they had fallen into a dream. Looking at the surrounding environment, it was still the ceiling and floor of the alchemy room, and the alchemy container didn't seem to have changed.

"Are we asleep?" asked the crow.

"Already entered." Simon said.

"Really?" Wim questioned, why didn't he feel anything, as if he didn't move at all.

"Because the dream is also an alchemy room, so there is no space movement. It is normal for everyone not to feel it. Now, Master Wim, please try to make a trial with the ascending container." Simon said.

The difference between the experiment in the dream and the reality is that the material can be copied infinitely.

Of course, the spirit consumed is real, and that will cause a loss of spirit.

However, compared to substantial material damage, mild mental damage can be recovered through rest, so it is nothing.

Wim stretched out his hand dubiously, instead of refining it, he reached into the black box and took out the medicinal materials inside.

The heart of a thousand-faced ghost is intact, and its body is blood-red. When you look at it, you will see a thousand different faces crowded on a small heart, beating like a living heart.

The mixed blood in his hand was the liquid of the random mutation potion and the blood of the ghost horse.

The two liquids were completely immiscible, and quickly separated into two shapes on the hand, one was blue and the other was black, distributed on both sides of the palm, looking like a yin and yang hand.

It is also not compatible with the palm, and its properties are amazing.

The crow master on the side exclaimed: "Well, I believe this is a dream, because the things in the ascending container have been destroyed, and it cannot be intact."

Old Wim also nodded, and put the things back into the black box.

There is no need to close the opening, the medicine will be pitch black when it enters, and the finished product will not be visible.

(End of this chapter)