Chapter 31 Alchemy Laboratory

When the bell tower of the church in the small town rang again, Joan walked into Dr. Galandil's laboratory. At this time, there were no distracting thoughts in his mind.

From eight o'clock to eleven o'clock, during the two hours, he maintained a high degree of concentration. First, he carefully watched the operation demonstration of Dr. Kelandil, and then tried to operate the complicated alchemy equipment under the doctor's guidance, methodically. Purified snake venom and extracted bloodroot.

While busy, Joann did not forget to take notes. Write down all the key points of the operation. The whole night's hard work was not in vain. Under the guidance of Galandil, Joan basically mastered the common skills of refining medicine, and successfully prepared his first paralytic toxin.

The finished paralytic toxin will quickly decompose and become invalid under strong light. Joan carefully transferred these expensive and dangerous liquids into frosted glass reagent bottles, plugged them with corks, pasted a layer of silver light-shielding protective film, and carefully packed them into Backpack, and then bid farewell to Dr. Galanduil.

The half-elf sent him out and gave Joan a key to the pharmacy laboratory before leaving.

"Tomorrow I will take a long trip to Port Leiden to attend the annual meeting of the same industry and visit some old friends. I can't say when I will come back now. You can come to the laboratory at any time with this key. Feel free to use it, but be sure to pay attention to safety - try not to touch those highly toxic or flammable or explosive materials, and keep the laboratory clean."

Joan took the key and thanked him gratefully. Not counting the house, just a complete set of alchemy and pharmaceutical equipment is worth tens of thousands of Gold Duga. With Joan's current economic situation, he dare not even dream of owning a set of equipment of his own. Occasionally, he can borrow Kairandi He is very satisfied with Dr. Er's laboratory.

Clutching the key to the laboratory door, Joan ran through the night-shrouded streets, almost unable to restrain the urge to cheer. This key is so precious, Joan secretly decided to pack up and move into the laboratory tomorrow, and make a floor in the laboratory at night, so as to make full use of precious time and equipment.

Joan's strong interest in alchemy and pharmacy is not only at the theoretical level, just as his preparation of paralytic toxins is not just for training pharmaceutical skills, all skills should be applied in practice in the final analysis, and he even values ​​practicality Go beyond the theory itself.

When passing by the blacksmith shop on the street, Joan was attracted by the sound of tinkling iron, so he couldn't help but stop.

The most famous blacksmith shop in Delin Town is the property of Flint Anvil. The old dwarf is not only proficient in blacksmithing, but also a seasoned warrior. —Dick and Roger—both proud pupils of Flint Anvil's hands.

Next door to the blacksmith shop is the weapon and armor shop, which is also the property of the Flint family. The four walls are displayed with refined weapons, shields and armor from the hands of dwarves.

Joan walked around the weapons store and bought six shuttle-shaped darts forged and sharpened from fine steel for three Gold Durga.

Joan paid the money, and in addition to the darts, he also got a bonus belt with a row of slots on the outside of the belt, which can be used to store darts.

Grandpa Qiao An is a high-level ranger, good at bows, crossbows and darts. Joan went hunting with his grandfather since he was a child, and also made great efforts to learn how to throw darts. Although this skill has been neglected in the past two years, after all, the foundation is still there.

Of the six newly purchased darts, Joan plans to keep five for daily practice, and quench one of them with the paralytic toxin he made...in case of emergency.

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Early the next morning, Joan went to the clinic first to see off Dr. Kelandil, who was about to go on a long journey, and brought home the mannequin from the clinic. This model is actually a humanoid wooden statue, about six feet high, which is similar in size to an adult man. The wooden figure is covered with a layer of soft leather, and the anatomy of the main organs, bones, muscles and blood vessels of the human body is outlined with precise and delicate strokes. And distinguish them with different colors. This kind of mannequin is very common in clinics or medical schools, but it looks a little scary to the eyes of ordinary people, especially on this gloomy and misty morning, Joan walked through the street with a mannequin on his shoulders, and it looked like he was carrying a mannequin from a distance. With a freshly skinned corpse, passers-by are scared to avoid it.

Qiao An didn't care what passers-by thought of him, so he carried the mannequin back to his small courtyard before causing a bigger commotion, and erected the mannequin with its back against the wall, and placed it upright.

Joan stood twenty feet away from the mannequin, drew a line on the ground as a boundary, and stood behind the line to observe the model. Affected by the gloomy weather, the light in the courtyard was somewhat dim. Fortunately, Joan's eyesight was sharp enough to clearly see the blood vessels and muscle lines on the model from a distance of twenty feet.

After getting ready, Joan pulled out a dart from his waist, and following his grandfather's instruction, he clamped the two-inch long, cold and heavy hidden weapon between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, took a deep breath, and suddenly shook his wrist The dart was thrown.

A cold light flew through the air, and there was a muffled pop on the opposite wall. Joan walked over and saw that the dart was embedded in the wall, half a foot away from the target.

Since Joan began to study magic two years ago, he has hardly practiced dart throwing seriously. The most important thing in martial arts practice is persistence. If you don't practice for two days, you can still be good at it, let alone for two years. Qiao An is not surprised by his poor performance.

This time, Joan threw five darts one after another. After checking the target, one hit the chest, two hit the waist, and the other two missed the target. The results were not good, but the progress was obvious.

Joan took back the darts and continued to practice. Throwing darts is not like practicing magic. It consumes far more energy than the latter. Joan can maintain concentration in casting spells from morning to night. But when it comes to darts, after only practicing for an hour, his right arm is sore and his fingers are obviously swollen. .

Joan had to stop and rest. At this time, Conti came over with Jamie, looked up and down the mannequin with darts poked on it, and asked him curiously: "What tricks are you doing?"

"Practice throwing darts." Joan simply explained.

"You're a mage, what's the point of practicing darts instead of magic!" Candy was annoyed and funny.

Of course, Joan has considered this issue. At this stage, the level of spells he has mastered is too low, and the number is too small. There is only one "freezing ray" offensive spell, and its power is not worth mentioning. Most low-level mages will carry out some martial arts training in addition to their daily magic practice, which can not only enhance their self-protection ability, but also strengthen their body. After all, the body is the capital of learning. If the body is broken, no matter how talented it is no point.

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