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Chapter 66 The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

 Xiaoqian enters Simon’s dream space for the first time.

I heard Simon say before that you can enter his dream, cooperate with him to create terrain, and give you a preview.

Xiaoqian didn't expect to feel like this in her dream.

"Is this the dream world of Senior Simon?" Xiao Qian whispered expressionlessly, her tone a little brisk.

"Yes, this is my dream.

"However, after everyone falls into the dream, the dream itself is no longer an individual dream, but a joint dream space. The impact is quite complicated, and I only have one day to mobilize it." Simon said.

Xiaoqian used her own talent to sense carefully.

Indeed, from the perspective of soul system fluctuations, the whole world is full of Simon's atmosphere.

This feeling is like entering Simon's arms in person.

Xiao Qian fantasized in her mind and began to pay attention to the details of the surrounding environment.

After knowing that this is a dream, I can vaguely feel the blurred boundary, which is the boundary between reality and illusion.

Without Simon’s reminder, it would be difficult for this feeling to be born.

On the other side, Master Wim stretched out his half-real rising hand into the black box, closed his eyes, and sensed the "world" extending from his palm.

In the pitch black, countless lines are squeezed into a diamond-shaped sphere space.

Different from the crow's experience, in Wim's mind, this place is a pond, full of swimming "fish", and they swim naughtily.

It's just that this fish is in the shape of a line, about ten centimeters long and one millimeter in diameter. It is extremely small and slippery, making it difficult to catch.

The surface of his rising hand was covered with thick calluses. He fished out a large amount of fish with his big hand and banged the calluses crazily in his palm, trying to knock them out.

Old Wim has been fishing for decades, and he knows very well that the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

These fish were making noise in his palm, causing wind and waves in the rising container, and the outer skin of his palm was also impacted by the waves.

By combining the inside and the outside, his palm was successfully impacted, and a gap inadvertently leaked out.

The fish flowed out of the palm.

The remaining fish that did not flow out were crushed into a thick line by his big hands and could no longer move.

This is a fishing technique developed by Old Wim himself. It is different from Crow's meticulous needlework. His technique is particularly rough and is scorned by many alchemists.

Since you know fish is expensive, don’t miss out so much fish.

However, Old Wim said that his method is very useful for conventional potions. There is basically no waste and the efficiency is very high. Only high-difficulty potions are wasted seriously.

The crow on the side put his rising hand on the hole of the black box, silently sensing Old Wim's technique, frowning secretly, and said: "The technique is too rough."

"Haha, don't worry about whether it's rough or not, just tell me whether my thread is twisted or not?"

"It's successful, but a lot of threads haven't been caught yet."

Simon listened to the two people's debate on alchemy methods, became interested, and listened carefully.

Old Wim said happily: "That's right, but young people, perfection is a difficult thing. If a small number of excipients and main drugs are adjusted up, the efficacy of the medicine will be at least half. I rounded up, that is

Half a bottle of directional mutation potion."

"Wrong sense!"

"It's weird, but it's useful, so keep an eye on it." Old Wim said cheerfully in a brisk tone, very much like an elder.

In the crow's perception, he "saw" Old Wim open his palm, revealing the not-so-thick rope, which already contained the blood of the Nether Horse, the Heart of the Thousand-Faced Monster and the randomly mutated potion liquid.

He moved his hand heavily, lifting it lightly, and the rope trembled violently, making a very high-pitched sound.

The rising tone furnace also made a violent sound, but it was not sharp enough to explode.

In the constant trembling, the material begins to mutate, ascend to a higher level, and make wonderful sounds.

One minute later, the mutation was completed.

Old Wim took out four milliliters of black liquid from the stove.

The raw liquid is black with green in it. If you look closely, you can see fine green smoke flowing in the liquid.

After putting it into the test tube, you can see a wisp of burning green smoke rising in the black liquid, like a curl of green smoke.

The green smoke is very short, but the soul fluctuation is very strong. It is undoubtedly a directional mutation potion.

"Succeeded? Just once?" The crow murmured.

Although he did not agree with this method, Wim succeeded.

No matter what, it’s a good idea if it succeeds.

"Although it's a fallacy, as long as it succeeds, don't worry so much."

"What about the remaining materials?" Simon asked.

"Those are no longer usable. They are completely solidified in the original attribute level and cannot be raised any more." Wim shook his head.

Afterwards, Old Wim continued to refine in this dream space.

Since no one knew whether alchemy in dreams could be realized in reality, they were easy-going and practiced it many times.

After practicing three times at the beginning, the old man rested for a while before continuing.

The old man failed twice and the line was disconnected.

The wire is very thin, and there is basically no chance that it cannot be pulled out. The problem is that it will break.

"The difference between your method and mine is that it is easy to gather into a line, but the difficulty of pulling it later is the same as mine." Crow commented.

"Of course, no matter how you study the method of raising the tune, you will eventually need to raise the tune by plucking the strings. The difference lies in how to twist the strings." The old man said.

After finishing speaking, the old man lay down on the wicker chair in the alchemy room again, half-lying down, straightening his legs, and making a comfortable sound: "Well, my old bones are not going to work anymore. I will be able to do it after a few times of refining. I can't sleep anymore."

Call me in half a day."

According to him, even if he knew it was a dream, he still had to rest and could not exceed his working hours.

But everyone doubts that this is already a dream, can we still continue to dream?

If you could dream, wouldn’t it be a dream within a dream?

Crow has no idea of ​​rest. In the dream, he has twenty-four hours of control time and an unlimited supply of materials. Once he finds that the furnace is broken, he can just throw it away, ignore it, and start refining it again.

After several failures, Crow also tried the old man's method and pinched it several times using rough techniques.

The result is much worse than that of the old man, but the old man is still more skilled.

There are failures and there are success stories.

He counted all the examples and found that the success rate of his rough approach was about 10% higher than that of the meticulous approach.

However, the amount of pharmaceutical ingredients in successfully released products is generally small.

After all, we still lost money. We can’t copy the old man’s method.

Others have other people's methods, so you can't just copy them.

Moreover, the old man has used it for decades and has already mastered his fishing techniques to a very sophisticated level, which is something that no crow can catch up with.

After watching it a few times, Simon took everyone outside the hospital for training.

The training of Little Shark's Mind Eye went very smoothly, and Roy's Blood Training was also okay, but the progress was not as fast as Mind Eye.

The main reason is that she can sense which components in the blood attract her, but she has no clue how to activate these blood components.

Simon plans to take everyone on an adventure in the dungeon soon to collect special blood for Roy to use as training materials. In addition, the little shark also needs the experience of the mobs to condense the physical stars.
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