Chapter 130 129. The talent that leads the times
Berengar himself, with a look of surprise on his face, was constantly doing various actions to test the recovery performance of his body's vitality.
The toxin accumulation on his face, which was originally so dark and frightening, actually subsided a lot after being helped up by Lan En.
It took less than two minutes for the whole person to return from the depleted state when he just drank the potion to the peak of physical strength.
“You mean ‘effective’? Then why did you look like the toxicity was beyond your ability to bear just now?”
Lan En put the lid back on the [White Honey] in his hand, put it back into the alchemy leather bag, and asked in confusion.
Berengar was still experiencing the feeling that the "new potion" brought to him, and responded with his eyes closed.
“It’s not that the toxicity exceeds the tolerance, but that the improved potion you made takes effect too quickly, at least 70% faster than the normal [Maribo Forest]! The total amount of toxicity remains unchanged. , but it surged up so hard that I couldn't bear it for a while."
"It seems to be a good thing that it takes effect quickly."
"The recovery speed of the body's vitality is the same as the normal version. There is no difference, but the side effects are indeed reduced!”
"What are the symptoms of the original [Maribo Forest]?"
Lan asked one by one as data collection for the pharmaceutical experiment.
The witcher's potion not only contains toxicity that can easily kill ordinary people, but also has side effects that even the witcher cannot ignore.
For example, to quote [Thunder], when the muscle tissue is greatly strengthened, the weak muscle bundles will break during exercise because they cannot bear the pull of the stronger muscles next to them.
“The original [Maribo Forest] will produce slight cramps after drinking, causing the body’s movement accuracy to decline, making it difficult to use movements that require high precision. But now.”
Berengar said incredulously.
"My hand feels as stable as usual!"
Lan En nodded and asked his biological brain in his mind.
"Mentos, summarize the information just now."
"Understood, sir. Within 2.3 seconds after Mr. Berengar drank the potion, the effect of the potion began to take effect. His physical activity increased by 36% after the potion took effect, and his physical condition was stable with no side effects.”
Zhi Naoyan recorded the experiment concisely and entered Lan En's improved formula into the database.
Besides, Berengar, who had already felt Lan En's improved version of the potion with his own body, looked at Lan En with an unreadable expression.
The formula that has been passed down and developed by demon hunters for hundreds of years was improved in the hands of a beginner? !
"What's your expression like that?"
Lan En raised his eyebrows as he was stared at, then took out [White Honey] from his alchemy leather bag and shook it.
"Are you trying to eliminate the poison?"
Berengar looked deeply at Lan En, pursed his lips and shook his head, but said another paragraph.
“The idea of adding ‘water’ properties to the formula of [Maribo Forest] has not appeared before. However, among the more than 1,700 attempts mentioned in the file, everyone once There is no hope of success. But you didn’t even use a measuring cup in your hand! You just used the feel and visual inspection to grasp the dosage and timing that we couldn’t even detect.”
“Lan En. , with your alchemy talent, you should go to Kaer Morhen."
"You should go there to look for the alchemy manuscripts of Arzu and Malaspina, instead of listening to my alchemy. The Pragmatic Demon Hunter Lectures ”
"The 'Alchemy Practical School' only cares about 'how to use' alchemical products, but with your talent, you should ask 'why'."
Lan expressed great interest in Berengar's opinion.
If he is just satisfied with how to use alchemical products, then it will be impossible for him to achieve his goal that transcends the times.
From beginning to end, he was aiming to be the academic pioneer of this era.
"Kaer Morhen? I heard that is the headquarters of your Wolf Faction. Your companions, they will not let me pass by the Bear Faction, right?"
Berengar waved his hand indifferently.
"As long as you make sure you are not hostile, there are not so many rules among witchers. You just need to get the old man's consent."
"Old man?" "It's Vesemir."< br>
When mentioning this name, Lan felt that Berengar's mood was strange.
It was like a bad boy who had been away from home for too long and brought up his old father in his memories.
Fear, resistance, and hidden nostalgia.
"He is probably the oldest old guy among the existing witchers. If you meet him, I advise you not to use your fists like you did when you first met me. Otherwise, even you will most likely not be able to please him. "
"I never doubt how strong a warrior who has been active for hundreds of years is, but judging from your tone, can't you just be a middleman and make a recommendation?"
Lan En? Watching Berengar spread his hands.
"In the worst case, I'll pay more."
"It's not about money, Lan. I'm a deserter from The Witcher. I have no face, and I don't want to meet the old guys anymore. You have to go by yourself. Find that old man.”
Lan En somewhat understood this idea, so he stopped forcing it.
And he felt that with his reputation in the foreseeable future, he also had this increasingly handsome face.
Vesemir should have no reason to reject him.
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After truly seeing Lan En’s talent in alchemy, Berengar quickly let go of the restriction on teaching speed.
He understands that some geniuses spend enough time flipping through books that ordinary people can't catch up in a day of study.
So the cramming teaching of the Eight Classics was quickly completed within two days.
Berengar taught all the alchemical formulas he knew. Most of his knowledge base contained these practical formulas, but he had very few concepts of alchemical principles.
It is in line with his self-proclaimed identity of "alchemy pragmatist".
But for another pillar of knowledge for witchers - the knowledge of monsters and curses.
Berengar found it difficult even to teach in a cram-like manner, because he himself had not built a knowledge system in his mind at all.
This resulted in his teaching being inconsistent with a hammer and a stick, and the scattered knowledge could not be connected at all.
It was only at this time that Berengar felt how much effort Vesemir had put into teaching them.
"You should really go find Vesemir now."
As a learner, Lann did not show any fatigue, but as a professor, Berengar kept rubbing his forehead.
“I have to admit that when I was a witcher, one of the reasons why my work was not going well was poor study.”
Lan En has nothing to complain about. The alchemy formula Berengar gave him alone was very precious.
The old demon hunter was just out of lack of ability, rather than deliberately hiding his secrets.
His ability only goes so far.
The last class has ended, and Lan En naturally extended an invitation to Berengar.
"It seems that I have already emptied your money. This is the promised reward."
The young man first threw a bulging money bag, and Berengar caught it.
“Would you like to come over and relax your muscles during tonight’s after-school activities?”
When it came to 'extracurricular activities', Berengar's smile immediately froze as he had just received the huge sum of money in his life.
“Those weird half-murlocs? Forget about those things you dealt with, I don’t want to get involved.”
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(End of this chapter)