Volcano Worm

Setting aside her "remembrance" of Li Huai, Lan Qingyou picked up her Medicine Bag.

The matter of the Healing Potion had given her some ideas.

If a Healing Potion could be effective whether taken internally or applied externally, with only the manifestation of its effects differing, could the same be true for a Mana Potion?

One had to remember that the Medicine Bag and the Moonlight Stone Dagger were capable of being repaired.

However, they required mana to be maintained.

Clearly, using her own pitiful few dozen points of mana to maintain these two magic items—which were likely of a very high original grade—was akin to trying to put out a burning cart of firewood with a single cup of water.

But what if she used Mana Potions?

As it happened, she had refined 600 bottles today.

Excluding the 200 bottles of +50 Mana Potion intended for Li Huai, could she experiment with the other +30 Mana Potions instead of just selling them?

Thinking this, Lan Qingyou stood up and walked over to the two pots of potion that had yet to be bottled.

She decided to use these two pots for her experiment.

Considering that these two pots, once finished, would provide a total of 12,000 points of mana recovery, using them for a trial was clearly the most appropriate choice.

Lan Qingyou began to filter the two pots of liquid.

Once filtered, she poured everything into the dried-out cauldron, then tossed the Moonlight Stone Dagger inside, letting it soak to see what would happen.

Afterward, she picked up the mortar, placed dried Centipedes inside one by one, and began to pound them with the Herb Pestle Hammer, thump, thump, thump.

While pounding, she kept her eyes on the book spread out on the Magic Desk, effectively multitasking between work and study.

The next day.

After a night of rest, Lan Qingyou woke up and performed her routine check of the Regional Channel, finding that apart from some people mentioning the strong winds last night, nothing much had happened.

She then went to the cauldron to check on the dagger.

The potion, which should have been a pale blue, had actually turned white.

One had to realize that even without being sealed, a potion shouldn't have evaporated to this extent in just one night.

Could soaking it in the potion actually have an effect?

Lan Qingyou quickly reached in to fish out the dagger, wiped it clean with a towel, and placed it on the Small Screen.

[Moonlight Stone Dagger (C)]

[Effect: Damage +50, Strength +31.]

[Description: A dagger made of Moonlight Stone, likely crafted by a master artisan to be incredibly sharp, but its damage and bonuses have dropped significantly due to long-term mana depletion.]

[Description 2: Slowly recovering due to the absorption of a small amount of mana.]

"Hahahaha! It worked! I actually did it!"

Looking at the +1 increase in Strength and the addition of Description 2, Lan Qingyou couldn't help but laugh toward the sky.

While it was a great thing that she could restore the dagger this way, the more important item was the Medicine Bag!

The space! She didn't even dare to imagine how many things she could store once it leveled up!

However, the fact that 12,000 mana points only counted as a "small amount" for the dagger just went to show that the items' initial grades were indeed very high.

Even though she knew she might have stumbled upon a treasure, Lan Qingyou couldn't help but pick up the dagger, kiss it twice, then blow on it and wipe it with a towel.

Since she now knew how to restore both pieces of equipment, Lan Qingyou didn't delay any further and immediately set to work brewing more potions.

Of course.

She emptied the contents of the Medicine Bag and tossed it into a Wooden Barrel along with the dagger before she began brewing.

As for the contents of the Wooden Barrel, that was the +50 Mana Potion originally reserved for Li Huai.

Since the guy was dead anyway, keeping them would only mean selling them later; it was better to use them to upgrade her two treasures.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Past two o'clock in the afternoon, the Magic Desk chimed with a friend request.

Lan Qingyou put down the stone stirring rod in her hand and floated out of the Alchemy Workshop.

She checked the friend, and it was actually a message from Li Huai.

Li Huai: "Do you have any antidotes?"

Lan Qingyou: "You're actually not dead."

If you like this book, remember to add it to your bookshelf so you don't lose it next time.

Lan Qingyou was somewhat surprised.

Li Huai: "People who die are removed from the Magic Desk. The day you stop seeing my name, that's when I'm truly dead."

Lan Qingyou: "Heh, a pretty good joke. You made me laugh."

Although she didn't know what the other party had been doing yesterday, since he wasn't dead, the transaction would proceed as planned.

However, the other party's condition might not be good; this could be seen from the real-time avatar.

His face was pale, and his lips lacked any color.

Lan Qingyou: "What specific type of antidote do you need?"

Li Huai: "A Fire Element antidote."

Lan Qingyou: "I don't have any ready-made."

Li Huai: "Can you make it?"

Lan Qingyou: "Eight hours. You figure out the overtime pay."

Li Huai: "That works."

After all, it was already past two in the afternoon, and eight hours later would be ten at night.

So, Li Huai did not try to bargain.

After speaking, he immediately traded some of the items he currently had on hand to Lan Qingyou.

Upon looking, Lan Qingyou saw that besides the Obsidian she needed, there were also some herbs and a Material Treasure Chest.

Li Huai: "I think you might find what's inside the Material Treasure Chest useful. Consider it the overtime pay for this job."

Lan Qingyou glanced at what Li Huai said, then opened the Material Treasure Chest to take a look.

Inside sat a chubby lump of flesh squeezed into the space.

She reached out to take it out and examined it carefully.

Good grief!

It turned out not to be a lump of flesh, but a... worm, perhaps?

The worm looked like a fleshy tumor, boneless all over, about twenty-some centimeters long and weighing over a pound. On both sides of its abdomen were many short, thick fleshy feet used to support its body and walk.

Lan Qingyou frowned, then used the Small Screen to identify it.

[Racial Talent: ■■■■]

[Skills: ■■■■, ■■■]

[Description: A worm that mutated from living in high-temperature zones; its corpse is an alchemist's favorite. Don't let its lack of eyes or a mouth fool you; its mental attacks are quite strong. Not recommended for Survivors under level ten.]

Good grief, it was actually a mental-type monster; this was her first time seeing one.

But what was this about it being an alchemist's favorite?

Lan Qingyou: "Are you poisoned by this thing?"

Confused, Lan Qingyou asked after stuffing the Volcano Worm into the box.

Li Huai: "No, by another one of a higher grade. If I hadn't knocked it into the lava to vaporize it, I wouldn't have made it back this time."

Lan Qingyou: "That's a bit troublesome. Without a source of the toxin, I can only make an Apprentice Grade antidote for you to try."

Because there are many types of poisons, Lan Qingyou didn't have much confidence.

As for that type of antidote, to put it plainly, it was a universal antidote.

It was the kind that either worked or it didn't—a fifty-fifty chance of success.

So, she needed to give Li Huai a heads-up in advance.

Li Huai: "Do your best."

It was hard to tell if he was treating a dead horse as if it were alive or just giving up on himself.

In any case, Li Huai agreed.

Lan Qingyou stood up, set the Material Treasure Chest containing the worm aside, and went to the Alchemy Workshop. She looked at the potion that was almost finished, turned off the heat, and cleared it out.

Since she had obtained a monster corpse above level ten, losing a little bit of progress was nothing.

As for that "alchemist's favorite" thing, she would just have to wait until she had time to study it.