"Director, after testing..." Pex was just about to brief Murphy on their recent research into the Wit-Sharpening Potion when Murphy raised a hand and cut him off. "How many bottles of Wit-Sharpening Potion do you have here?"
He had brewed plenty of the stuff back when he was in school and knew what its effects were like, so he did not listen to the report.
"Uh... ten bottles just arrived last week. Three of them—oh, no, five—were used for experiments, so there are five left."
"Good. Bring them all to me."
Murphy got the Wit-Sharpening Potions, downed one bottle in a single gulp, and felt a cool sensation surge into his brain, as if in an instant his head had doubled in size and could hold far more things.
At the same time, the headache and drowsiness that had been bothering him for days vanished at once.
"It works!" Murphy was delighted. "Omid, I think it's necessary to have Pex join your Mind Magic Research Group."
"Pex, from now on you can exchange your research results with Mr. Omid." As Murphy spoke, he patted him on the shoulder. "Keep it up, Pex. I'm looking forward to the day when the Wit-Sharpening Potion can take permanent effect."
With that, he left Omid behind and prepared to go.
Now that he had obtained the Wit-Sharpening Potion and temporarily resolved the aftereffects of total recall, he planned to return to the medical laboratory and give himself another shot.
A mere Lion King was hardly any kind of treasure. There were actually quite a few things in his head that could play a much greater role.
For example, memories related to instruction sets that could speed up chip IP core design.
As a programmer, he remembered once watching a course on assembly language based