Therefore, before it transformed, this pill had most likely just been an ordinary medicinal pellet.
So what kind of medicine, combined with what kind of Pollution, could create something like this?
In the distance, the pink-haired young lady watched the man through the Mystic Thread.
She felt rather awkward.
After all, this pill had even developed a patina.
The substance composition that puzzled the Mithril Rank man was precisely that patina.
Who knew how many people had swallowed and then blown up from this medicine? After years and years of being stored and fought over, perhaps it had long since... expired.
"Cough, cough. Anyway, he won't know if I don't tell him."
Even if it had expired, most of its medicinal potency should still remain.
The only concern was whether the aftereffects would be too strong and burst even this Mithril Rank expert to death.
If medicine she sold directly killed a Mithril Rank expert, there might not necessarily be serious consequences, but it would not sound good for her reputation.
After thinking about it, she decided to provide a little damage control.
So, twenty minutes later, after the man left the convention hall with the pill on him, a little girl around ten years old suddenly ran up to him with a cheerful smile.
"Big brother, a stranger just asked me to give this to you."
The Mithril Rank expert looked down and discovered that the girl was remarkably pretty. She wore a Single Ponytail, and her eyes sparkled brightly. In her hand was a small round bottle filled with transparent liquid, with a little note pasted over its mouth.
He took the bottle and tore off the note. Four large words were written on it: After-Sales Service.
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He flipped the note over in confusion and saw