This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 80 - I Would Call It Black Jade Ointment _1

80: Chapter 80: I Would Call It Black Jade Ointment _1

80 -80: I Would Call It Black Jade Ointment _1

“Why is it black again?”

Mu You was speechless as he stared at the sticky, black substance at the bottom of the crucible.

What happened to the natural color he was expecting?

Left with no choice, he scooped out the paste and poured it into a glass jar he’d prepared in advance.

The entire paste substance, mirroring flowing jelly, made no effort to separate from each other, sliding seamlessly into the glass jar with nothing left behind.

This was not a characteristic of the paste itself, but rather a feature of the Witch’s Cauldron: no matter how thick the potion brewed in the cauldron was, it would never stick to the cauldron at all.

It made all non-stick pans in the world seem outright inefficient.

Therefore, when using the magic cauldron, there’s no need to worry about whether to wash the pan, or if different potions will cross-contaminate.

There would never be any impurities or residues on the inner wall of the cauldron.

Every medicine refining process was a brand-new start.

With a slight movement of his foot, the barrier automatically released.

Mu You hurriedly turned off the automatic trigger switch before picking up his phone to check the game records.

[You have acquired Healing Ointment (Inferior): the lowest-grade Healing Ointment, it emits a strong smell which greatly reduces its curative effects.

It can barely be used to treat wounds.

Heals wounds continuously for half an hour, restoring up to 50 health points.

However, the mental pollution caused by its smell might be more severe than the life it recovers.

Are you sure you want to apply this to a patient?]

So, it turned out to be the youth version!

The original version recovers 200 health points every minute, while the youth version takes half an hour to recover 50.

The difference is significant.

Mu You was helpless.

The game text was as damaging as always.

Just because it smells strong doesn’t mean it’s ineffective.

Bitter medicine often cures best, don’t you know?

And this was the first time he was refining medicine.

He was blindly exploring the process himself, so it was already a big surprise that he could produce a finished product at all!

Mu You consoled himself then placed the ointment into his backpack.

The first magic potion of his life, of course, had to be used on his family’s most precious pet unicorn!

“Come, my dear, don’t be afraid!

Trust me.

Yes, it appears a bit black, but it’s really medicine!

Have you ever heard of Black Jade Ointment?

It has the same effect!”

Under the terrified gaze of the unicorn, Mu You pressed it down, removed the bandage from its body, and applied the ointment to all the wounds.

“It’s really effective!”

Seeing the injuries slowly healing, Mu You was relieved.

His efforts hadn’t been in vain.

Ignoring the unicorn’s pitiful plea for mercy, Mu You hurriedly went to the basement to refine two more ointments.

After applying three treatments, all the unicorn’s wounds were finally covered.

At this time, the unicorn lay down dejectedly, panting heavily, and its eyes welling up with tears.

It would rather continue with the bandages than endure this smelly ointment.

Even the Mandrake, which loved the unicorn the most, pinched its nose and stayed far away.

It stared in horror at the black ointment jar in Mu You’s hand, fearing this bipedal creature might force this creepy stuff on it too.

“Good boy!

Just hold on for half an hour, then you can take a bath!”

Mu You tried to gently console the unicorn.

He had to stay and watch the creature for fear that it would sneak off to bathe.

He waited a full half hour, only letting the unicorn go free after confirming that all its wounds had fully healed.

The unicorn, now fully healthy again, bounded off joyfully and plunged into the stream to freshen up as if it couldn’t wait.

After several rounds of washing, it finally rid itself of the obnoxious smell.

“Is it really that bad?”

Mu You was slightly embarrassed.

Perhaps because he’d spent so much time at the crucible during the refining process, he’d become somewhat immune to the bitter scent.

So, he didn’t think the medicine smelled that strong.

Moreover, even the game had a pop-up notification saying ‘Today’s Lifespan Task Completed,’ indicating that the game also recognized this as a real magic potion.

Of course, if possible, he still needed to find a way to improve it because he wouldn’t be able to use it all himself, and he couldn’t sell it for a good price.

In the end, he would be stuck with it.

Mu You returned to the basement, contemplating ways to improve it all the way.

After practicing hundreds of times, he had indeed become quite skilled.

Almost every step of the process had reached perfection.

What else could be improved?

Mu You really couldn’t figure it out for a while.

“Mu You, what the hell are you doing?

It stinks to high heaven!”

At this moment, Cola poked its head out from the basement stairs, continuously fanning its claws in front of its face with an expression of disgust.

Today, without Mu You’s alarm clock to wake it up, it was forcibly roused by this pungent smell.

It immediately rushed down to find Mu You and demand an explanation.

“Quiet, I’m refining medicine!” Mu You replied offhandedly.

“Refining medicine?”

Cola was confused, it held its breath against the stench, jumped down the stairs, and circled around Mu You.

Looking at Mu You and then at the table filled with instruments, it suddenly exclaimed, “No wonder it smells so bad, how can you possibly refine a magic potion with this kind of flame?”

Mu You was stunned to hear this and quickly turned to it, “There are specific requirements for the flame used in refining medicine?”

“Of course!”

Cola said: “Magic potions must be refined using a magic flame, this is common knowledge even to a familiar like me!

When my master used to make magic potions, she used a specially contracted fire spirit to assist in refining the medicine.”

“Fire Spirit?”

“It’s a kind of intelligent creature formed from natural elements.

It is composed purely of the element of fire, but this kind of elemental creature is extremely hard to tame, so the price is very high.

A Fire Spirit with at least eight thousand years of lifespan is the minimum!

In my master’s potions class, only she could afford to use a Fire Spirit!” fгeewebnovёl.com

Cola even took the opportunity to show off its former master’s wealth.

“An elemental creature with intelligence…”

Mu You was left speechless.

After all this, it turns out the problem was with the flame.

But where was he supposed to find something with a life span of eight thousand years?

However, something Cola mentioned afterward caused him to rethink.

“Wait, you said that in your master’s class only she had a Fire Spirit…

so what did everyone else use to refine their magic potions?”

“A Fire Spirit is just the best medium for refining medicine, it’s not necessary.

Any magic flame can be used!

For ordinary people, they usually use an inexpensive magic oil lamp or a magic fireplace to refine medicine,” Cola explained.

There are alternatives after all!

Mu You was eager to have Cola elaborate.

“A magic oil lamp is a small jug-shaped lamp.

When magic power or a magic stone is inputted, it can be converted into lamp oil, which in turn produces a magic flame.

Its advantage is that it’s compact and easy to carry, but it consumes a lot of magic power, requiring a continuous supply.”

“As for the magic fireplace, it’s a kind of domestic heating device.

Basically every household has one.

The advantage is that the magic flame it produces is stable, and it only needs ordinary wood as fuel, which is very cost-effective.

The downside is its large size, it’s heavy, and can only be placed in a fixed location, making it difficult to bring along.”

“So it’s like the difference between an electric light and a flashlight…” Mu You nodded.

After listening to Cola’s explanation, he suddenly thought of something: Since the Medicinal Plant Gatherer always proclaimed himself a Magic Alchemy Apprentice, and he had to refine medicine every day to complete his own tasks, shouldn’t he have a similar magic furnace at his house as well?