Mage Joan

When the bell tower of the town church rang again, Joan walked into Dr. Kairandil’s laboratory, and there were no more thoughts in his mind.

From eight o'clock to eleven o'clock, he maintained a high degree of concentration during the two hours. He first carefully observed the operation demonstration of Dr. Kailandier, and then tried to operate complex alchemy instruments under the guidance of the doctor. The purified snake venom extracts bloodroot.

While he was busy, Jo Ann didn't forget to take notes. Record all operation points. The hard work of the whole night was not in vain. Under the guidance of Kairandil, Joan basically mastered the common skills of refining drugs and successfully prepared his first paralytic toxin.

The finished paralytic toxin will quickly decompose and fail under strong light. Joan carefully transfers these expensive and dangerous liquids to the frosted glass reagent bottle, plugs it with a cork stopper, attaches a silver shading protective film, and carefully puts it in Backpack, then leave to Dr. Kailandil.

The half-elf sent him out and gave Joan a key to the pharmacy laboratory before leaving.

"Tomorrow I will travel a long distance, go to Leiden Port to attend the industry annual meeting, and also visit some old friends, and now it is not good when I will come back. You can hold this key, you can come to the laboratory at any time, and the instrument Use it at will, but you must pay attention to safety-try not to touch those highly toxic or flammable and explosive materials, and keep the laboratory clean."

Joan took the key and thanked gratefully. Not counting the house, just a whole set of alchemy and pharmaceutical equipment is worth tens of thousands of dollars. Due to Joan’s current economic situation, I dare not dream of having my own equipment. Occasionally I can borrow Kailandi. He was very satisfied in Dr. Er's laboratory.

Holding the key to the laboratory door tightly, Joan ran on the street shrouded in the night, almost unable to restrain the urge to cheer. This key is too precious. Joan secretly decided to pick up the cover and move it into the laboratory tomorrow, and lay the floor in the laboratory at night in order to make full use of precious time and equipment.

Joan’s strong interest in alchemy and pharmacy is not just at the theoretical level. Just as he configured paralytic toxins not only to exercise pharmaceutical skills, all the skills should be applied to practice in the final analysis, and his emphasis on practicality even even To exceed the theory itself.

When passing by the blacksmith's shop on the street, Joan was attracted by the tinkling iron hitting and couldn't help but stop.

The most famous blacksmith shop in Delin is Flint Anvil's industry. The old dwarf is not only proficient in forging skills, but also an experienced warrior. He is also the instructor of the Delin town militia and the two brothers of the Mayor Dindale. -Dick and Roger-are the proud disciples taught by Flint Anvil.

Next to the blacksmith shop is a weapon and armor shop, which is also the property of the Flint family. All four walls display fine weapons, shields, and armor from the hands of the dwarves.

Joan walked around the weapon shop and spent three Kindugas to buy six stainless steel forged and polished sharp shuttle darts.

Joan paid for it. In addition to the darts, he also received a bonus belt with a row of slots on the outside of the belt that can be used to store darts.

Grandpa Joan is a high-level ranger, and he is good at crossbows and darts. Joan grew up hunting with his grandfather since he was a child. He also spent a lot of effort to learn to throw darts. Although this skill has been abandoned in the past two years, after all, the foundation is still there. After a little training, it is not difficult to recover seven or eight points.

Of the six newly purchased darts, Joan intends to leave five for daily practice, and one of them will be quenched with his own paralytic toxin... in case of unexpected needs.

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Early the next morning, Joan went to the clinic to see off Dr. Kailandil, who was about to travel, and carried the clinic's mannequin home. This model is actually a humanoid wooden figure, about six feet tall, similar to the figure of an adult man. The wooden figure is covered with a layer of soft leather, and the anatomical drawings of the main organs, bones, muscles and blood vessels of the human body are drawn with precise and delicate brushstrokes. And distinguish with different colors. This type of model is very common in clinics or medical schools, but it seems a bit horrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, especially in this gloomy and misty morning, Joan carried a mannequin across the street and looked as if carrying a Gu's skinned body was so scared that passers-by avoided it.

Qiao An didn't care what the passers-by thought about himself, and hurriedly carried the mannequin back to his small courtyard before causing more riots, and stood the model upright against the wall.

Joan stood twenty feet away from the mannequin, drawing a line on the ground as a boundary, and stood on the line to observe the model. Affected by the gloomy weather, the light in the courtyard was a bit dim. Fortunately, Joan's vision was sharp enough, and the blood vessels and muscle lines on the model could be clearly seen twenty feet apart.

When he was ready, Joan drew a dart from his waist, followed Grandpa’s original instructions, sandwiched this two-inch long, cold heavy weapon between his right index finger and middle finger, took a deep breath, and shook his wrist suddenly. The darts were thrown out.

A flash of cold light flew through the sky, and there was a muffled noise from the opposite wall. Joan walked over and saw the dart embedded in the wall, half a foot from the target.

Since Joan began specializing in magic two years ago, he has hardly practiced throwing darts. The most important thing about martial arts practice is perseverance. After two days of non-practice and hand training, let alone two years of desertion. Joan was not surprised by his poor performance. He pulled out the darts and returned to the boundary, concentrating on throwing again.

This time, Joan threw out five darts one after another, and then checked the target. One hit the chest, two hit the waist, and the other two missed the target. The score was not good, but the progress was obvious.

Joan retracted the dart and continued to practice. Throwing darts is no better than practicing magic. It consumes much more energy than the latter. Joan can maintain his spellcast concentration from morning to night, but when it comes to throwing darts, it takes only an hour to practice the right arm. .

Joan had to stop and rest. At this time, Kandy came with Jamie, looked up and down at the mannequin with the dart pierced, and asked him curiously: "What are you doing?"

"Practice throwing darts." Joan explained briefly.

"You're a mage, what's the matter if you don't practice magic and practice darts!" Kandy was angry and funny.

Of course Joan had considered this question. At this stage, the level of spells he masters is too low, and the number is too small. The offensive spell has only one "frozen ray", which is not worth mentioning. Most low-level mages will carry out some martial arts training outside of daily magic practice, which can not only enhance self-protection ability, but also strengthen the body-after all, the body is the cost of learning. If you break the body, the talent is high. no point.

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