Maybe Mina used insight on me a little too much. I mean, she probably already does, and most cats don't randomly change their class, level, title, or insight.
Without looking at my fancy new title, Mina rolled me onto my back and began to remove the bandages, carefully undoing them and tossing them into the trash. I twitched my legs and paws, stretching. To be honest, those bandages aren't that much of a hassle, but what about once they come off? Sweet freedom. Feeling air on my paws instead of stuffy, slightly itchy cloth, I stood up and hesitantly put my weight on my now free paws.
I hissed, my body buckling slightly as the pain returned. I started licking my wounds, feeling disgusting, but isn't that what I'm used to? What do cats usually do? But it felt like the right thing to do in this case. Nonetheless, I was reminded of this gently as Mina carefully grasped my paw and began to wrap a new bandage around it. Great, now I know how bad it is to wear them.
"Okay! That's it, thank you Yanchen for your cooperation." Mina said in a condescending and surprising tone.
Mina grabbed a blanket from the bed, folded it and placed it on the corner of the table. "Get up," she said, grabbing me and placing me on top, ignoring my cries of protest as usual. If she had asked kindly, I would have moved anyway.
I kneaded the blanket with my unsheathed paws to make sure it was soft enough, then tucked my legs under me. Mina's headache quickly dispelled my internal complaints. ha
Mina stood up and pulled out a large drawer on the desk, revealing a carefully organized... pile of stuff, including many different plants. The ivy is twining with green and black leaves, the flowers have blue, pink and white petals, and the slightly cyan leaves give off a faint light.
Fix ivy cuttings.
transplant
Well, insight only told me names.
But the drawer also contained spiral shells, dark blue butterfly wings, fur fragments, vials of different colored liquids, and more. Everything is separated by a thin white barrier, dividing them into numerous rectangles of varying sizes, some of which are empty, the closest comparison I can make is to spice drawers, but usually those drawers have spices in them instead Moss and eyeballs.
I now noticed white runes carved into it, her fingers moving from side to side, occasionally humming or shaking her head in disappointment. After thinking about it, she grabbed a chain-like vine, two Luye leaves, a bottle of dark blue liquid, a blue butterfly wing, a vial filled with light blue translucent mucus, and a whole-body flower. Blue transparent flower. From petals to stems to roots. There's a lot of blue stuff here. When she pulled, everything she grabbed didn't seem to move for a second before letting go and moving away from the drawer, as if stuck in place.
Mina thought for a while and put the five flowers that the guy got together with the others. She leaned over me and grabbed a thick, weathered notebook with bookmarks on it. She flipped through it until she found a blank page of about 200 pages. She bent down and wrote, blocking my view. The book and what she took out of the drawer. No insight for me I guess. It doesn't matter. I don't want to know about those cool magic items.
After writing for a few minutes, she put the charcoal aside and wiped her blackened hands on her clothes. She slid the book toward me, grabbed some metal instruments and glass bottles, and placed them in front of her. She opened another drawer and grabbed a square, rune-covered slate, black above and white below.
Mina carefully lowered the slate and slid her fingers out from under it. She hesitated, then quickly touched the top, pulling her fingers back and wincing at the pain, a slight burning sensation. "Fortunately, there is still energy." She said to herself.
Magic Hot Rock, 32% charged.
Mina, it would be nice if there was a way for you to see this without burning yourself.
Well, maybe I do deserve the title of Judge.
I turned to the book she had set aside and read what she had written. Her handwriting is small and neat, and every word is printed very carefully.
Increased max mana potion, prototype 38
Element:
Nachi vine (2 links) (Remove the leaves! They secrete acid!)
rumalefus (2)
Snake blood (1/4 bottle)
butterfly wing (1)
gel (1/8 bottle)
hibiscus (1)
program:
Chop the butterfly wings, pound the vine into fine powder, mix the snake blood and water in a ratio of 1:3, and add the wings + vine + leaf juice. boil. Put the slime, mana hibiscus, and vitamin leaves into a separate beaker, mash them all up, add to the blood mixture, and stir until something changes or until I give up.
Expected results: If it works, I should gain mana, hopefully permanently. Blood, lumaleafs, wings, gels, and hibiscus are all rich in natural mana.
Mina completed the procedure with practiced precision and speed; removing the vine leaves with metal tongs, placing them in a drawer, mashing them, mixing them, and boiling them. Eventually, she started stirring the final potion, but now it was just a grey-blue mixture with chunks of vegetation floating around it.
The sun has completely set. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of churning at a steady, monotonous pace, the mixture shifted. Its viscosity thickens and turns dark blue with black swirls on it. A faint stream of black vapor continually evaporated from it, forming faces, animals, and people before somehow falling back into the potion itself. It has a lovely floral scent, but somehow the scent is unstable, like if it were a little sweeter and a little more inviting.
Mina frowned and jotted down some notes. "Well, at least there was some kind of reaction." She put the beaker of the potion on the table, luckily not near me, and started cleaning herself, putting the things back in the drawer, getting in with some difficulty, and when she put Her hands paused in the air for a second as they were placed. in.
She closed the drawer again and wiped her hands on her clothes again. "Okay, there's only one thing to do now. It's time to calm down." She said, sitting down and picking up the potion. A potion that emits black mist around the face. The potion smelled like a flower about to collapse. This potion has unspeakable and potentially fatal effects.
Well, this potion has deadly effects. Who cares what "Mana Animation" means, it's described as fishy, that can't be a good thing. She wouldn't drink that, right? Especially after giving a speech a few hours ago about how potions can kill people so easily?
"Drink it all!" Mina took a big sip and swallowed the evil potion. She began to cough, and with each cough, black smoke spurted out of her mouth. Is she dying? Did it kill her? Should I seek help in some way? Will I be a suspect?
Mina cleared her throat to stop her coughing and smacked her lips in disgust. Thank God she's not dead yet. "Oh wow, that tastes terrible," she screamed, jotting it down in her notebook. She looked around her body and hummed in approval. "No noticeable changes, which is good."
She closed her eyes, scrunched up her face, and concentrated on... something. After opening her eyes, she sighed deeply and sank. "It seems the mana has not changed." She said frustratedly, writing in her notebook again. I glanced at her newly written section.
actual results:
Black, weird gas vapor that smells sweet but not too good. Tastes like shit and has a very slimy/greasy texture.
Nothing changes in my body
My mana hasn't changed.
I don't see any effect, try 38 failed.
We all stood up in surprise when there was a knock on the door.
"Mina, we need help downstairs now. We're a little busy right now." The father's low apologetic voice sounded. "
I'll buy you some better vitamin leaves tomorrow. But anyway, please go downstairs as soon as possible, it's already packed with people. "With that said, he left.
Mina fell onto the bed, covered her face with a pillow, and screamed pathetically. Slowly, she stood up and looked at her clothes, finding them covered in stains and marks. She sighed and went to the closet and pulled out another identical dress; the sleeves and collar were white, the top half was green, and the skirt was tan. She started to undress and put it on and I looked out the window at the alley because it would be super creepy and weird and generally chaotic watching her change her clothes when she doesn't even know I'm technically alone . ha
Mina walked back to the table and grabbed the remaining half-drunk potion. "Might as well throw away the rest," she said with a shrug, opening the window and pouring water into a pipe that led directly to a grate on the alley floor.
She touched me a few times and I was grateful and left the room with traces of charcoal still on my face. However, I don’t want to sit alone in a room and get bored. After all, I'd be better off sitting downstairs in the tavern, where I can eavesdrop on everyone's conversations. I silently walked into the half-open door and followed Mina downstairs.
