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"Anyi, what should we buy?" Lycorina couldn't help but ask.
Shouldn't the first thing to do now be to find a target to attack?
An Yi: "Buy medicinal herbs."
"Medicinal herbs? An Yi is sick? No way?" Lycorina asked in confusion.
"No, I need to make some potions before we fight the demons, and they might come in handy."
My mother and older sister both know how to make potions, and I've learned a little bit too.
"Oh..."
Chapter 212 Legendary Potion?! (4k)
Lycorina knew almost nothing about medicine; she only remembered drinking a terrible-tasting, indescribably colored mixture when she was sick.
The pharmaceutical industry in this world is not advanced, but because it is a world full of elements and magic, some medicines can restore health simply by being ingested.
It's not just about conditioning the body; it works immediately after you take it.
Such magical things are called cures or healing potions.
Although drinking it won't immediately heal the wound completely, you can clearly feel the pain in the wound decrease, and the bleeding stops in a very short time.
Well... of course, ordinary medicine is useless for wounds that are too big.
For heroes, healing potions are more about restoring health points than restoring stamina or treating wounds.
Although the health points are displayed above your head, they are actually something that most heroes tend to overlook.
Take Layton as an example. Even if he takes a lot of damage and loses a lot of health, because of his high resilience, he doesn't actually have that many wounds.
Unless there is a major wound, few brave warriors will realize that their condition has actually deteriorated.
Only when a hero's health drops below 30% will they noticeably feel weak.
And the common sense of most brave warriors is;
Since you're weak, then eat!
However, what you actually need to do is to keep your health as healthy as possible before it gets too low.
Food should be used to replenish physical strength, and there are even corresponding magic potions for magic. Waiting until your health points are low before eating is actually an unreliable approach.
after all……
When a hero's health is low, the demons may not give him time to eat.
Players who frequently play action games should understand this well.
Maintaining a healthy blood volume at all times will prevent you from being "killed by a single combo".
Those who insist on waiting until they are injured and their health is very low before trying to recover, and who like to perform extreme maneuvers, usually end up having to restart the game.
An Yi also has times when she has to fight desperately, but she hasn't reached that stage yet.
Why risk your life if you're just following the process and clearing out mobs?
When they arrived at the market, the three of them stared in disbelief as An Yi expertly picked up various medicinal herbs and placed them into the baskets prepared by the vendors.
There's no need to ask about the effects of these medicinal herbs; they're like seasoned apothecaries in human territory, able to tell at a glance whether it's the amount they need.
In other words, none of the three knew that many of the medicinal herbs were not found in human territory and could only be produced by the demon race.
I quickly filled my backpack with medicinal herbs, and surprisingly, it didn't cost much.
"So many medicinal herbs didn't cost much?" Layton said, putting on his backpack.
“Indeed.” An Yi answered casually without explanation.
The reason is actually quite simple: these things are similar to wild vegetables among the demons.
Because of the unique environment of the demon realm, these basic medicinal herbs are very common and easy to find even if you don't buy them.
While they are not difficult to find, many medicinal herbs have a short growth cycle, but the demand is not very large.
It's similar to vegetables and fruits; when production increases, prices decrease.
Demons don't usually buy these medicinal herbs, but even niche products have a market, which is why these shops can keep operating.
"And then what? What did you buy next?" Lycorina asked with interest.
"The cauldron for refining medicine," An Yi said.
Lycorina: "!"
That sounds amazing!
She originally thought that An Yi meant she needed to look at each herb individually, smell them, or ask the shopkeeper if she wanted to buy them.
An Yi's sudden display of proficiency surprised her, and she thought to herself, "An Yi really knows how to do this!"
A medicine-refining cauldron—it sounds so high-end!
then……
She saw An Yi stop in front of a tableware store, looking around among a bunch of large pots that could be used to stew people.
“Anyi…aren’t these for stir-frying?” Lycorina asked beside Anyi.
An Yi: "Yes."
Lycorina: "???"
It really is true, YueFeIQun: ↓,℃≠∮↓±∠∴｛∠!
"Didn't you say you were looking for a medicine-making cauldron?"
"These pots don't look like they're for making medicine," Lycorina asked again.
“A pot specifically for brewing medicine might be very expensive, so we’ll just make do with what we have,” An Yi said calmly.
The demon race does indeed have special alchemy cauldrons, but these cauldrons are only for demon alchemists and are quite expensive.
Even the most basic alchemy pot is beyond their means.
Why spend money on this if you have the money?
With An Yi Pharmaceutical's expertise, they could easily conjure the legendary potion by hand. The so-called "potion-making pot" only needed to hold water and boil it to meet all their requirements.
In the end, An Yi actually picked out a soup pot, bought a spoon along the way, and left.
As Licorina watched Annie stride away carrying a soup pot and ladle, she suddenly realized that she had come out to buy groceries.
This scene is somewhat like walking out of a farmers' market.
After buying the "medicine-refining pot" and stuffing it into her backpack, An Yi went to the market and bought a stove.
After buying the stove, I spent a long time browsing around and then bought a big bag of glass bottles with corks.
To the surprise of the other three, the demons actually sold these glass bottles.
An Yi wasn't surprised.
Many alchemists are humanoid demons, the stereotypical "alchemists" who throw bottles around.
These glass bottles are sold to them, so they won't be too big.
"I'm done shopping, time to go back." An Yi slung her backpack full of glass bottles over her shoulder. The bottles were packed so tightly that she didn't make a sound.
"That's all? So fast?" Lycorina couldn't help but ask.
"Medicine, pot, stove, bottles, that's enough," An Yi said.
On the way back, An Yi suddenly stopped.
Annie: "I forgot something."
Lycorina: "Huh?"
Is there something more important that I haven't bought yet?
An Yi: "I forgot the pot lid."
Lycorina: "..."
The high-end pharmacists that Licorina had always admired suddenly seemed ordinary.
"Did you forget about the firewood too?" Layton added with a smile.
"Need not."
They went back and bought a pot lid, then the four of them returned to their lodgings.
Perhaps because they returned too quickly, the house hadn't yet been stolen by the demons.
After clattering and banging the things down, An Yi quickly set up the stove and pot, then sat down on the ground.
“Your Highness, water,” An Yi said.
"Ah good!"
Lycorina casually cast a water ball spell, and a ball of water quickly accumulated above the soup pot before finally falling into it with a thud.
An Yi summoned a short sword and placed it in the furnace. Immediately afterward, the short sword burst into flames and began to burn fiercely.
Steam soon rose from the pot, and An Yi was busy at the same time.
He poured all the medicinal herbs from his backpack onto the ground, then sorted them into piles according to their properties. He then took out a few of them and kneaded them into a ball in his hand.
A golden light flashed suddenly in An Qiyi's hand, and then An Qiyi casually tossed a dark black ball into the boiling water. "ba∠∵＋
Finally, I went over and put the lid on the pot.
Before the medicine was ready, An Yi put her empty backpack aside and then grabbed bunches of herbs in her hands.
Golden light flashed tightly as one after another, black, purple, or gray spheres were placed in the empty backpack beside them.
The three of them stared blankly to the side, and roughly figured out that there were probably several different formulas for the medicine.
The smell of medicine in the room grew stronger, but An Yi didn't check on the fire.
However, just as one of the medicinal pills was halfway made, An Yi looked up, put the herbs down, and the fire under the furnace suddenly subsided.
He walked slowly to the medicine pot, opened the lid, and a large amount of black smoke suddenly billowed out.
He casually set the cap aside, then took out three bottles from his backpack, which was already filled with glass bottles and had been placed aside, and held them between his fingers.