Although Raymond knew that every wizard had strong resistance, he still did not dare to deliver the prepared powder directly to Frances.
After three days of Raymond's efforts, the success rate of the "unusual physical strength potion" was stabilized at 32. Finally, Raymond refined two kilograms of it.
A large bag of finished medicinal powder made Raymond happy that his potion refining efficiency had improved, but it also alerted him.
Because according to the data collected from the small wild wolf breeding experiment according to the chip, even if calculated based on body weight, these two kilograms of medicinal powder are enough for Frances to use for many years.
"Things are rare and valuable." After instructing Hobson to inform Lord Frances of the successful refining of the potion, Raymond stood in front of the laboratory sink with a strange smile on his face. "There is only a limited supply.
Only then can we ensure the treasure of this medicine."
After he finished chanting, the light pink potion poured into the water from Raymond's hand immediately disappeared from his sight, and he didn't know where it would end up.
Raymond turned around and walked to the long table in the center of the laboratory. After placing the fiery red medicine bottles containing only two ounces of medicine, Raymond sat in his chair and waited with peace of mind.
Sure enough, less than ten minutes later, Lord Frances shouted in surprise from outside the door. "Oh my God! Was that potion successfully refined?"
Lord Frances rushed into the laboratory like a whirlwind. His eyes did not stay on Raymond at all. Instead, after seeing the fiery red potion bottle on the table, he seemed to have lost his soul and his eyes were straight.
, walked over step by step with stiff legs and feet.
Frances's outstretched arm was trembling and her face was abnormally flushed. While Raymond was speechless, he also deeply understood the importance of this medicine to him.
Lord Frances, who had lost his usual demeanor, seemed to have some moisture in his eyes after grabbing the fiery red potion bottle. After holding the vial and admiring it for a long time, he suddenly came to his senses.
"Lord Raymond, you are a great pharmacist!" Frances, who was practicing the most respectful etiquette among wizards with her right hand on her chest, bent down deeply. "Frances' admiration for you has reached an unparalleled level!"
Raymond, who was sitting on the chair, was a little stunned, but he immediately reacted and quickly stood up. He was extremely surprised and asked the reason.
Excited and somewhat incoherent, Frances, the little old man, began to talk about the reasons very quickly.
It turns out that Frances's grandfather had only refined a few finished products of this potion formula that was said to be an ancient wizard's. Therefore, by the time Frances became an adult, the stock of this potion was already extremely scarce.
Frances, who was content with the status quo and enjoying life, had squandered all the potion in his inventory before he could become a first-level wizard.
Therefore, after he was promoted, his function as a man began to degrade as time went by. Therefore, with the longing for this potion, Frances spent a lot of money, but still could not successfully deploy it.
.
"That vivid feeling, more than a hundred years later, is still hard for me to forget," Frances said with emotion as she wiped her wet eyes casually. "I never thought I would be able to see it again while I was still alive.
This potion!"
After listening to Lord Frances's story, although he could understand that it was not easy to refine this potion, Frances's persistence also left Raymond completely speechless.
"Lord Raymond, you have completely conquered Frances, and you will become the second master here," Frances, still immersed in excitement, shouted ecstatically. "Frances is your forever friend, and you will take care of everything in the Pamir Hills.
Will be shared!”
The oath-like roar made Raymond's ears hurt, but looking at Lord Frances holding the potion bottle and preparing to leave, Raymond still shouted quickly. "Frances, your generosity is unparalleled, but the dosage of this potion.
Still need to think about it!”
Stopping in astonishment, the excitement on Frances's face froze for a moment. He looked at the vial in his hand with trembling lips, and after a moment he struggled to speak. "Lord Raymond, is there a defect in this potion?"
"It shouldn't be a flaw," Raymond shook his head, choosing his words carefully. "It should be said that the effect of this medicine is very obvious, but the dosage not only seriously affects the length of time, but also overdose can cause irreparable damage.
body damage."
But Raymond's explanation made Frances' expression become even more confused.
After a moment of hesitation, Raymond carefully recounted the results of his previous experiments with small wild wolves. "The male wild wolf that took the lowest dose suffered severe damage to its body after four hours of intoxication.
, his lower body burst and died in the early morning of the next day.”
Raymond spread his hands towards Frances, helplessness appeared on his face. This was the first time he had seen such a domineering and powerful potion, and Raymond also hid some of it.
In fact, during Raymond's dissection of the wild wolf, he also discovered that most of the blood vessels in the wild wolf's body had old bursts, which should have been caused by excessive dosage.
Frances, who had been listening carefully, burst into laughter after a moment of silence!
"That's right! The effect of this potion is so obvious!" Putting the potion bottle on her cheek, Frances's eyes became hot. "This is the description of the effect of this potion, so this potion is
Dosage testing must be done before taking it!”
He breathed a sigh of relief. Since Frances already knew the risks, Raymond was no longer prepared to remind her any more. However, what Frances said next still stunned Raymond.
"Those incarcerated prisoners will provide data for the determination of the dose," Frances, who directly stuffed the bottle of medicine into her arms, explained with gratitude. "Although there are not many prisoners during this period, there should be enough to test the medicine.
usage.”
"Prisoners?" Raymond repeated the word Frances mentioned in astonishment. Raymond was a little confused. "Is the ratio of men to women among the prisoners the same?"
"Oh, my God!" Frances laughed loudly and turned around to leave. He shook his head and sighed, as if Raymond's question was a bit strange. "It's okay if they are all men. What I need is a measurement.
Do you still need to provide them with women if you take the dosage..." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)