I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

For Qianxiahai painter, the way to show his respect is to paint the people he respected and liked.

Yes, it is like that.

Poor Chen Feng still didn't understand. Without his knowledge, he had been given a default as a girl, and his gender was directly reversed 180 degrees.

"I will keep it secret!"

Ying Lili's expression is very serious, but her heart is still a little nervous, even in the face of her mother, she tried to ask: "That... can you introduce me to it?"

"Of course... I don't know! It depends on the teacher, I will try my best."

There was a little bit of joy in her heart, Ying Lili was afraid that her mother would change her mind, and hurriedly said: "I'm going to rush the manuscript."

"Well, remember to rest early after catching up."

Sayuri on the balcony hung up the phone, shook the snow dust on her body, opened the closed glass door behind her and walked in.

At this time, Sayuri discovered that Chen Feng was not drawing or writing, but instead was sitting upright at the table, with a pile of strangely colored soil and ingredients next to it.

He was in a state of high concentration, with a pair of eyes fixed on the cup used to rinse his mouth, and a lot of sticky soil had been mixed into the cup.

Blinking her eyes, Sayuri looked over curiously, but she didn't want to disturb Chen Feng's work. Although the curiosity in her heart was constantly impacting her will, Sayuri resisted the thought of asking.

It's not too late to ask after Feng Jun is done.

Sayuri thought so.

In the other hand, Chen Feng held a funnel made of white paper, filled with something like a non-Newtonian liquid, and his arm hanging in the air was very stable, and it did not tremble like ordinary people.

When a trace of the non-Newtonian liquid poured out, he immediately pulled the hand holding the paper funnel to the side, preferring to drip these extra things on the table or the ground, rather than dropping a trace into the cup.

About half an hour later, the mouthwash cup in front of Chen Feng has been filled with a mess of things, some of which are mud, some liquid, and some ingredients.

Sayuri has a black line, because Chen Feng's behavior reminded her of the medieval European alchemist's operation of distributing potions.

From a certain level, she did not guess wrong, Chen Feng was dispensing medicine, but it was not a medicine that could be explained by science.

In the next few seconds, Sayuri, not far behind Chen Feng, witnessed a very strange scene.

The hotel’s cup is about 200ml in capacity, and now it’s already full. As long as you are not careful, the contents of the cup will overflow and contaminate the entire table in a panic. It seems that after adding the frozen ground powder that was picked up from outside the door, the contents of the cup started to shrink strangely!

This process only takes less than 3 seconds, but it gives people a sense of sight as a cup of water is boiled and evaporated quickly.

But...is there a fire?

Sayuri's gaze moved down, and she didn't see any signs of flames.

So why does such a full glass of stuff shrink crazily?

Chen Feng also stared at the changes in the cup attentively, until the liquid-like but not-liquid stuff gradually changed color and shrank into a thick purple liquid that was less than 10ml, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking out the syringe he carried with him and carefully inhaling all the liquid inside, Chen Feng began to clean up a messy tabletop.

A wet towel was handed over from his left side just right, a moment of surprise appeared on his face, and then he quickly returned to calm.

"thanks."

"It's okay." Sayuri participated in the action of cleaning up the stains and asked: "What is Fengjun doing?"

"Little place... do an experiment?"

Chen Feng answered with interrogative sentences. It seems that he himself is more skeptical of such an answer. He lowered his head and wiped the dried mud. Chen Feng said: "From the night of the dream, there is always a lot of inexplicable things in his head. A lot of things came out, this is one of them, and the only production plan I can find with existing materials."

He didn't even understand what the many ingredients in the so-called ‘enlargement’ and ‘flying’ formulas in his head were. He even doubted whether the ingredients of the formula exist in this world in many of the formulas.

The stone of the moon, the body fluid of the elves, the stone monument that records thousands of years...

What are these things?

However, in the end, Chen Feng found a potion that he seemed to be able to make, because the materials needed were very simple, most of them were some food materials, specific frozen soil and gold fragments, and the difficulty was extremely demanding on the ratio. Fortunately, Chen Feng itself is a physical measuring device, otherwise it really can't be done without relevant equipment.

"I don't know what can make people return to their heyday." Chen Feng shook his head, "but I still did it, and it succeeded."

"Ah...huh?"

Sayuri is also listening to the cloud in the mist, there is still such a powerful potion in the world? Then is it possible to be superhuman per capita and not weaken one's physical level due to injury?

After thinking about it, Sayuri can think of the only medicine that may, probably, barely have the effect described by Chen Feng-hallucinogen.

But Sayuri feels wrong again, which hallucinogen is made of frozen soil? Moreover, according to her understanding of biochemistry, it seems that there is no chemical formula that will keep the color of the liquid changing and condense it into a drop without heating it.

I always feel that this stuff is not simple.

"Whether it will be effective is yet to be determined."

"Maybe you can try it with animals?"

"According to the information in my brain, this thing is only effective for humans."

"That's a shame..."

Sayuri lost his voice. After all, the whole process of this thing changes very magically, and the credibility can be improved a little bit, but before the critical moment, who would want to test it on her own?

Chen Feng washed the dirty towels, took out the tiny syringe filled with purple viscous liquid from his arms, and said faintly:

"A person will only take effect once."

Yes, this sentence made Sayuri, who originally wanted to mention letting herself be an experimental subject, closed her mouth. It seems that the idea of ​​self-experimental doesn't work either.

In fact, Sayuri didn't know, even if she really mentioned this matter, Chen Feng would not agree.

No, when Chen Feng saw Sayuri, who was a little eager to move, he thought of something in his heart and asked:

"Miss Sayuri, do you want to try?"

"Hmm... I originally had this idea."

Since Chen Feng asked, it means that Chen Feng must have guessed her own thoughts. Sayuri did not cover up, but admitted it openly.

"Feng Jun, you are preparing for the possible danger, aren't you? If you can confirm the effect, it can be considered as a reference."

Chen Feng silently stuffed things into the weapon box, and he didn't understand why this thing could be defined as a ‘weapon’.

"Not recommended." Chen Feng poured a pot of cold water on Sayuri, and explained: "I say that a person can only use it once for two reasons. One of them is because there is a high probability of death after using it. Of course, even if After surviving, the effect really won't take effect anymore."

His slender index finger pointed to his forehead.

"Using it rashly will only lose more. I like gambling, but I don't like gambling."