In fact, Su Xia is lucky.

Dad has enough materials here, and the materials for refining various potions can be found on the first floor or in the basement.

There is no need for Su Xia to find a way to get the materials by herself.

There is no need to rush to pay back the money you owe for materials.

You can slowly think of a solution later.

So Su Xia could keep trying without any scruples, without interruption throughout the afternoon.

Hong Bafu leaned against the window, tossed a few potions in his hand, and said: "Brother Su, do you know that in other pharmacies, apprentices can't get many materials at all, and they can try one or two a day.

It’s good once. In the early stage, I can basically only do some errands and odd jobs.”

Su Xia was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and said, "We are the only exceptions?"

"That's right, the only exception is the teacher!"

In other pharmacies, many poor apprentices can barely refine first-level potions after several months of entry, and they can only be promoted to second-level potions after several years of entry.

Those apprentices would never dare to think about Su Xia's random attempts.

The sky outside the pharmacy window has dimmed, the sun is setting in the west, and the time has reached seven o'clock in the evening, and it's time for dinner.

The economy after the war was very bad, and many people in the city changed their meals from three meals a day to two or even one meal. If it weren't for the lack of food, not so many people would choose to join the army.

After all, the mortality rate of soldiers in this era was quite high.

"Huhu..."

The night wind shuttles through the city, drifting from the central wealthy area to the edge of the ruins.

In the simple refugee camps, many refugees are still hungry.

The relief food promised by the city lord is getting less and less. I don’t know where the food has gone. Many people are so hungry that they are skin and bones, like living skeletons.

People who starve to death will not be buried, but will become new food to help the living survive longer.

No one knows when these desperate days will end.

In the pharmacy, the aroma of food has filled the entire first floor.

The waiter at the restaurant across the street brought a luxurious eight dishes and one soup.

"Master, this is tonight's dish. Are you satisfied with it?"

Facing Dad, several waiters were very respectful and kept bending down to talk.

Dad looked at it lightly and said, "Okay, go back and come over later to clean up."

"yes."

Several waiters left respectfully.

As a highly respected pharmacist, my father is not short of money, and many people around him want to please him.

In terms of quality of life, Dad can live more comfortably than those guys in the wealthy areas of the city center, but he has always been relatively simple.

The reason why I order so many dishes is just because my apprentice is so good at eating.

The father called to several apprentices: "They are all coming over for dinner."

"Come on!"

Hong Bafu swallowed his saliva, his plump face full of smiles.

Su Xia and Lan Bafu also walked over.

The four masters and apprentices took their seats one after another. The shop was filled with fragrance and the yellowish lights were a little more warm.

At the dinner table, Su Xia learned more about the life experiences of the two brothers.

Both of them were orphans. Their parents died in the war. After meeting their father, they have been living in the pharmacy and considered it their home.

"Brother Su, what about you?" Lan Bafu asked, "I never knew where your family was from."

"I am from the Waste Armor City, and my parents also died in the war..."

Based on the memory of the original owner, Su Xia made up an orphan life experience for herself.

Anyway, the two cities of Waste Armor City and Coral City are not far apart. During the war, residents of the two cities often fled to each other.

A large number of civilians died or disappeared during this period, which is now difficult to verify.

"Oh, we are all orphans!"

Lan Bafu lamented in a low voice that war is a cruel thing.

Although the large-scale war is over, small-scale frictions continue.

One day in the future, either the human race will counterattack or the machine race will attack, and a large-scale war will eventually break out again, and the shadow of war will hang over everyone.

Even without a new war, life in the area ruled by the Machine Tribe is quite difficult.

People can't see hope, they are like puppets with gradually distorted souls, living in the gap between reason and hysteria every day.

"Many resistance organizations are not really bent on opposing the Machine Tribe. If the Machine Tribe can really allow the humans in the ruled area to live a stable and happy life, then it is not impossible to lay down their weapons."

But the cruel reality proves that the machine tribe's concept of "ruling people with people" simply doesn't work. It only allows a small group of people to have power first, and then exploits the majority of the remaining people.

We must give up our illusions, resistance is the only way out...

…

After dinner.

Su Xia continues to try to refine the second-level poison.

"boom!"

As soon as the refining started, one of the bottles was broken, and wisps of poisonous mist filled the air.

Hong Bafu knocked down a bottle of universal antidote, handed one to Su Xia, and comforted him: "Brother Su, make some first-level potions to recoup your costs first, and then try the second-level potions tomorrow."

"Yes, we are not short of time or materials, there is no need to rush." ​​Lan Bafu also said the same, "The most important thing is to relax your mind first. The faster you rush, the more likely you are to make mistakes."

Based on their own experience, they estimated that Su Xia should be able to refine the second-level potion in about 5-7 days.

This speed, to the outside world, is enough to cause a sensation as a super genius.

Now I'm afraid that Su Xia is too impatient and loses her temper.

Every pharmacist goes through a long road of failure.

Su Xia nodded: "Okay, I'll try again..."

He is not impatient and can accept countless failures. The reason why he continues to try is because he has found a bit of the "feeling" mentioned in the Beatitudes.

This feels very special, like an epiphany in a novel.

When he put the materials into the Erlenmeyer flask again, he actually had a feeling of "about to succeed".

"Ka...ka..."

The pointer on the wall moves.

Time gradually passed and it came to ten o'clock that night.

During this period, Su Xia never succeeded.

fail……

Still failed...

I have experienced countless failures.

The pile of scrap materials next to Su Xia was already higher than him, and the bill for materials owed by his father was so long that there was no end in sight.

Perhaps because he hadn't rested for too long, there were a few bloodshot eyes in his eyes, but he was still in high spirits.

Just after ten o'clock, he finally had a tube of dark green poison in his hand.

[Name: Laughing Death]

[Level: Second-level potion]

[Type: Poison]

[Description: Happy Life Medicine]

[After inhaling the poison gas, the enemy will fall into crazy laughter]

[Note: Under the influence of the talent "Tenderness of Death", this potion has an additional 13% efficacy]

Success!

An indescribable joy surged into her heart. Su Xia was too lazy to care about how much money she owed. Success was the most important thing!

He immediately handed the tube of poison to Hong Bafu and said, "Brother Hong, look at it!"

"This is……"

When Hong Bafu saw the potion, his heart trembled suddenly and he stood up directly.
Chapter completed!