He wanted to send the key back to the laboratory, but Beier stopped him.
"Those two old warlocks are old and exhausted. They must have gone to bed by now. Anyway, you have to go to the laboratory later, so keep the key for yourself first."
Dick naturally had no objection. After bidding farewell to Beier, he returned to the School of the Lynx fortress.
It was getting late at this time, and the fortress was silent.
He was also exhausted, so he went back to his room and fell asleep slowly.
Early the next morning, after dinner, Dick headed directly to the main castle.
Today, he was thinking of going to the library to study first. After his brain was tired, he would then interact with the senior brothers of School of the Grizzly Bear, so as to combine work and rest.
Otherwise, if you go to compete first, you may not be able to concentrate on studying Alchemy due to the pain on your body.
After saying hello to several warlocks in the main castle hall, he went directly to the library on the top floor. Apart from him, there was still no one else here.
After entering the library, he went directly to the Alchemy area.
From left to right, take out the book on the far left first, which is about the theories on the medicinal properties of various plants.
Dick After a quick glance, he knew that there were many things in it that he wouldn't need. Then he rummaged around carefully and finally found what he was looking for - magic potions about witchers and Sword Oil Making.
After flipping through the book for a while, Dick put down the book and found that the content was almost identical to what Xiya taught him before, and even what Xiya taught was more detailed:
It seems that if you want to improve the level of potions and sword oils, you can only rely on more practice in the laboratory.
Then Dick flipped through a book next to it - "The Making of Magic Bombs". The theories in it ranged from shallow to deep, and various Magic Bombss were introduced in categories, including bomb methods that Dick had never heard of.
However, Dick basically puts all its energy into the most common bomb method-Grapeshot Bomb.
He watched it several times, memorizing the production process and corresponding formula of Grapeshot Bomb, and then left the library with satisfaction, locked the door and went downstairs.
Knocked on the door of the laboratory, but no one responded.
Knocked again, still the same.
Dick Pushed the door open and looked around.
The laboratory is very large inside, with several tables and chairs, various experimental equipment placed on the iron tables, and several closed cubicles against the walls.
On the couch next to a table in the center, there was an old man sitting there with his head down and taking a nap. It was the leading warlock of School of the Coyote, Aode.
Dick actually has a good impression of Aode. The old man had previously insulted the cheap master Master, and then helped him refine Dragon Tear Potion.
He walked to Aode again and gently touched his shoulder with his hand.
Aode felt as if he had been electrocuted. He jumped up from the recliner, his eyes widened, his hands waving in the air, and he shouted:
"No! A monster is coming!"
After seeing clearly that it was Dick, he patted his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Oh, it turns out it's you, kid, trying to scare me to death!"
As he spoke, he touched the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth due to sleeping too soundly, wiped it casually with his sleeve, then picked out the dry eye mucus from the corner of his eyes, and said with a grin:
"Tell me, what are you doing here, old man like me?"
"Practice." Dick said with a smile, "I have read through some Alchemy knowledge that will be beneficial to me, and now all that is left is to practice."
"Practice, practice. Hehe, all techniques must be practiced frequently. Just like my dozing technique, the more I practice, the better I get!"
While Aode was talking, he deliberately looked enigmatic and swayed in place making strange movements.
He stood up tremblingly again, and then asked, "Did you bring any practice materials?"
Dick After hearing this, he took out the materials collected during the previous demon hunting from his space pocket and put them on the table.
Aode was like an old thief cat who had discovered a treasure, his eyes sparkled, he rushed to the iron table, picked up a piece of fat, put it under his nose and smelled it vigorously:
"Hmm! It should be Arachas's fat. The quality is very good. Dick, can you give this to me?
"I have my uses. Maybe I can cook up a magical potion that can make me look like a child again!"
"That's fine, but look." Dick pointed at the materials on the table and said, "I obviously don't have enough materials now. What should I do?"
"In exchange, give it to me, and you can take the rest yourself if you need it.
"I didn't see the cabinet next to it. It has name tags on it. Don't worry, take it. This laboratory is your 'secret material library'!" Aode winked and said mysteriously.
"Thank you very much."
"No thank you, no thank you. Next time you have something good, remember to come to me as soon as possible. If you dare to hide it secretly, I won't forgive you!" Aode pretended to be a vicious threat, and couldn't help but laugh after speaking.
Later, Dick came to the cabinet and looked for the required materials one by one.
He wants to recreate some Swallow Potion.
Swallow Potion is very common for demon hunters, but it is the most cost-effective item. It can restore the demon hunter's injuries in a short time. It is the most effective helper before his talent Self-Healing skill is upgraded.
Soon, Dick collected the materials and went to the nearby instrument to conduct research.
Time passed little by little, and Dick finally looked at the three bottles of Swallow Potion placed on the table, with a proud look on his face. He raised his head and looked out the window, and saw the sun hanging in the center.
"Has it been this long? I thought it didn't take long."
"Young man, you are very attentive."
Aode on the side 'floated' over like a ghost at some point, and said with a smile:
"If you continue to practice like this, you will definitely become a super alchemist master in the future, and maybe you can turn stones into gold. Don't forget me, old man!"
"I'm borrowing your good words." Dick said with the same smile.
Then he asked tentatively, "Can I go out and do some activities first and then come back?"
"Of course, I'm so bored here alone that I'm going to grow mushrooms!"
"Those warlocks are either busy with the little witcher's trial, or they are out doing other things;
"Some people went to Kaer Morhen to buy supplies for 'Crown Festival'. Even the old cunning guy Ali who chatted with me on weekdays went to Firstfall Bay to have fun, leaving me alone here. It's so heartless!"
Aode said while exaggeratingly wiping away non-existent tears.
"Okay, I'll be back soon."
"Go, go, remember to bring me something interesting. If you don't bring it, I won't let you enter the laboratory!"
Aode sat down on the chair again, leaned against the back of the chair, and waved casually.
Dick soon arrived at Kaer Morhen's venue, but saw that the group of School of the Grizzly Bear demon hunters were still sparring.
Seeing Dick coming, everyone greeted him one after another, and Dick registered with the one-eyed demon hunter, bet a little Kelang, and then began to wait for the competition.
Time flies. Dick defeated five School of the Grizzly Bear demon hunters this time, just like yesterday. However, although he suffered some injuries, he was not as bruised and bruised as yesterday. Dick clearly felt that his fighting skills were more proficient.
After rejecting the offer from the people around him to challenge Boar again, he returned to the laboratory.
"Hey, Dick, why does your face look like you've been splashed with paint? It's all blue and purple?"
When Aode saw Dick's appearance, his eyes widened and he shouted exaggeratedly,
"Did you get attacked by some unruly guy?"
"It's nothing. I sparred with School of the Grizzly Bear and the others for a while. I'm sweating and feel more relaxed."
"A witcher is a witcher, and he is in good health." Aode sighed, then secretly glanced at Dick's waist and muttered in a low voice:
"If I had a body like yours, I would have followed that old boy Ali to Firstfall Bay to have a good time, so I wouldn't just stare at you here."