Chapter 62: The Potion of Failure

As soon as he returned to the room, Leonard’s owl, Gray, seemed to smell the breath of a mouse and jumped excitedly in the open cage.

Leonard helplessly glanced at the owl glowing expectantly, pulled a mouse out of the cage and threw it into Gray’s cage.

The poor rat let out a “chirping” cry and was choked by a powerful paw before it could stand firmly.

Gray excitedly cried twice, looking around his head at the struggling mouse, the bird’s beak chirped, and a long “chirp” came from the cage.

Then there is the sound of tearing.

Gray began to enjoy the rare fresh flesh and blood, while Leonard placed three boxes of mice next to Gray to take care of him, and at Leonard’s request, Philim used three cages to divide the rats, so that he could feed the mice with different ingredients.

After telling Gray that the remaining rats should not be eaten, Leonard went to the window and put the newly purchased pot of aconitum on the table, and then began to make the extract.

Seeing Leonard start operating the potion-making equipment on the table again, the ancient shoots hidden in Leonard’s sleeve drilled out again.

It looked at Leonard’s movements curiously, watching him extract part of the root extract of normal aconitum and the extract of aconitum fruit.

He then took a few bags of corn kernels that Feilim had given as food for the rats and divided them into three parts, one soaked in pure extract and the other two with aconitum extract and fortified aconitum fruit extract.

Leonard is also serious about doing experiments, and he will take any variables into account.

The time slowly came to noon, Leonard took out the soaked corn kernels, marked them on three pieces of paper, attached them to the cage, and then poured the corn into the cage.

Although the extract is fed with strong alcohol, these mice have been hungry all morning, plus they have long been hungry by the staring predators, and they gobble up those corn kernels, and even fight with their companions for an extra bite of corn kernels.

After a while, the corn was eaten, and the rats in the three cages fell into a dizzy state.

At this time, the alcohol in the extract was not surprised, but stared at the pocket watch in his hand to see the reaction of the mouse.

The first to change was the No. 2 cage that was soaked with the original aconitum extract.

The drunken rats in the cage showed limbs pulling out within a minute, and the chest cavity was weakly heaving and slow.

This is typical of alkaloid poisoning.

Speaking of aconitum, the toxin of this thing was often painted on arrows in ancient China, and judging from Guan Yu’s deeds of scraping bones to heal injuries, it is very likely that he was hit by this poison.

Leonard just glanced at the cage of poor rats and stopped paying attention.

This cage of rats is wasted, and after death, it will also be thrown away by Leonard and it is impossible to take it to Gray to eat, although it is easy to detoxify this animal poisoned by aconitum indirectly, Leonard remembers that only bean juice and salt are needed.

But he can’t afford rats, so why take this risk?

Soon, the caged mice No. 1, who had taken the pure extract, woke up, and they only showed the appearance of a hangover, that is, they drank high.

The mice in cage three behaved strangely, occasionally having convulsions, but their vitality seemed to have no effect.

It seems that the toxicity of the aconitum fruit has been weakened?

Does this mean that ordinary rue is enough and does not need additional fortification?

Leonard doesn’t want to strengthen too many plants for the time being, because he can only carry these abnormal plants with him without a fixed planting site, and if he is found to be abnormal, he will be very passive.

Time passed minute by minute, and after about half an hour, half of the rats in cage three were dead, and half of the rats were still alive.

Although still weak, he seems to be out of danger.

“The toxicity has really decreased, but I don’t know what to do after boiling it into a potion.” Leonard didn’t bother with the rats anymore, and after going downstairs to eat a little meal, he came up and planned to start brewing potions.

The ancient shoots were thriving in Leonard’s cuffs, and it seemed that he liked to brew potions.

Leonard is naturally also happy, his brain is empty, and he is brainless to prepare potions under the guidance of ancient shoots.

However, to Leonard’s surprise, the wolf poison potion that should have been foolproof for ancient shoots actually failed.

The medicinal juice in the crucible suddenly exploded, destroying the crucible with a huge force, and the medicinal juice fell on the floor and emitted white smoke, and the crucible fragments shot in all directions like bullets.

Gray screamed, raised his wings and hid behind Leonard’s box, and the rats in the cage were not so lucky, and pulled out and fell into the cage with a scream.

And Leonard, who was standing next to the crucible and bearing the brunt, was not injured, only to see that a layer of silver-white light lit up on his body completely blocked those dangerous medicinal juices and crucible fragments, although the silver light dimmed slightly afterwards, but after Leonard felt the magic flow in his body, the silver light returned to its original state.

As the silver light dissipated, Leonard, who was a little incomprehensible, frowned slightly as he looked at the messed room.

Although failure is reasonable, but really experiencing failure still makes Leonard a little helpless.

The ancient shoot, which also seemed to have been hit, hung its branches like a child who had done something wrong.

“I don’t blame you, it’s the potion formula.” Leonard touched the leaves on the shoots and comforted.

Hearing that I didn’t blame myself, the leaves on the tips of ancient shoots suddenly stood up, and it looked like they were alive again.

Comforting the child-like ancient shoots, Leonard took out his wand and gently waved “Recover as before”

As the sound of the spell sounded, everything in the room was restored to its original appearance.

The walls and floors full of corrosion points grew and recovered, and the exploding crucible fragments obediently floated back and bonded and repaired into a complete crucible.

Except for the dangerous potion in the pot and the poor rat killed by the medicinal juice, in the blink of an eye, the interior returned to its original appearance, even more completely new than before.

This is the power of the Powerful Healing Spell.

It’s just that Leonard, who did all this, did not feel proud, but frowned and thought about the mistake.

“Sure enough, I still take it for granted.” Leonard sighed and had to admit his biggest mistake.

It was stupid to think of using the previous potion recipe when the main material of the potion had changed dramatically, so stupid that Leonard didn’t want to admit that he had made it.

ps: It will be on the shelves tomorrow, it may be less today, and the shelves will explode more



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