Roy stood nearby, bending down and sniffing, staring at the bottles of alchemy potions with curious eyes open.
The bright red color is as attractive as blood.
But she knew that these things were alchemical potions, not blood.
"What, you want to drink?" Simon asked in her ear.
Roy stood up straight and shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, you can drink it if you want." Simon said.
The body of the alchemy reagent is small, only about the size of a 10 ml test tube, and it only takes one sip in your stomach.
"This is not blood..." Roy hesitated, why did Simon talk like this? Is there something fishy?
"I know, but I think you really want to try it."
"Well, I'm not a guinea pig."
Roy waved his hand quickly, but kept staring at the red reagent in his hand.
"Yeah, but you're craving it, right?"
Simon held a ten milliliter bottle of bright red medicine and poured it into an injured white mouse.
One was poured, and there was another.
Each of the white mice with wounds grew back flesh, and blood-increasing numbers appeared on their heads.
+380
+410
+441
+458
Looking at the bright red liquid, the color is beautiful and the smell is very good, with a faint smell of blood.
Seeing that the reagents were getting less and less, until only one bottle was left, Roy's face couldn't stand up.
"Woo! I want to drink, Simon, let me have a bottle!"
Roy grabbed Simon's clothes, looked at Simon helplessly, and finally stopped pretending not to care at all.
When the alchemists saw it, they all smiled knowingly.
This blood-adding potion is not blood, but its smell is similar to blood.
If the vampires smell it, they will think it is blood with a different taste.
For example, apple-flavored blood, pineapple-flavored blood, or even barbecue-flavored blood...
Under normal circumstances, humans cannot tell whether the blood smells like pineapple or apple.
Because in the human nose, that is the smell of blood.
But there is a difference in the blood in front of the noses of vampires.
"There's really nothing I can do about you." Simon shook his head and handed her the last bottle of blood-restoring potion.
"Get a wound yourself and test how much blood it will return."
"Okay!" Roy happily took the reagent, as if taking over his favorite delicacy, and couldn't help but lick his lips.
She showed her sharp tiger fangs, which were those of the Vampire tribe, but she did not have the ability to embrace for the first time.
I saw her bite her arm, piercing the skin and losing two points of blood.
Then he opened the reagent stopper and poured the red liquid inside into his mouth.
Gulu.
10 ml was swallowed into the stomach without stopping for a moment.
+499!
Roy smacked his mouth and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The taste of this potion is indeed the smell of blood that I have never tasted before.
From now on, she no longer has to eat the blood of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep. She can change her taste and drink the blood-restoring potion instead!
"Simon, I want to drink this later, is that okay?" Roy held the empty bottle and looked at him longingly again.
Simon looked at her and fell into deep thought.
"I'm afraid this won't work?"
"Ah, why?"
"What you eat is money, how can it be cheaper than the animal blood you bought, and it is all poison and cannot be drunk as the main course."
Simon flicked Roy on the head.
The latter groaned and covered his forehead, looking like he was in pain.
Bai Tang, who was standing in the room, watched the interaction between Roy and Simon. He pressed the cross with his two small hands and frowned slightly.
At this moment, Bai Tang wanted to sing a prayer of holy light to Roy to purify her brain.
Little Shark is still more calm. She was not in the house today, but went outside to practice her sword.
Outside in the yard.
The little shark was blindfolded and swung a wooden stick to practice moves with the trainee warriors.
In addition to alchemists, many adventurers from other professions came today.
Due to limited reception capacity, these people can only visit Simon's residence outside the hospital.
It was under this situation that Little Shark invited some trainee adventurers of the same age to compete with each other.
People of the same age as Little Shark basically have mature fighting experience and have experienced many life and death moments on the battlefield.
In addition, the adventurers who dare to come to Simon to report are somewhat confident, similar to the genius boys and girls whose talents are not recognized.
They took turns to have a 1V1 PK with Little Shark, using only wooden sticks instead of real swords to avoid hurting the blindfolded, thin girl.
I thought it would be an easy PK, but every "genius boy" and "genius girl" who came to challenge were defeated in front of Little Shark.
"Damn it! I was careless this time!" A young man looked at the wooden stick that was knocked away, clenched his fists, and said unwillingly.
"Hey, hey, if you lose, go down, I'm going to fight the next one!"
Little Shark said very rudely.
She was blindfolded and her body was still very thin. She was knocked down by the wind at a glance, but she stood there and defeated nearly twenty challengers.
Everyone didn't care about her at first, they just thought it was a joke.
Now more people have gathered around her, and everyone is placing bets, betting that she will lose the next time, or that she will lose the next round.
Because human power is limited.
In the past, everyone was not taking the fight seriously and gave way to her at every turn. This was because Little Shark was beaten blindfolded and everyone was embarrassed to take it too seriously.
Now that there are more people losing, they are starting to get serious, and Little Shark must be losing soon.
Not to mention anything else, just saying that her body constitution is not comparable to that of a normal trainee warrior.
"Little Shark! I tell you, don't bully a young man into poverty, I will come back to challenge you, just wait for me!" The angry young man couldn't stand the excitement and left in grief and anger.
The little shark ignored the man, but listened carefully to the footsteps of the next challenger with his ears.
"Listen with your ears and cut with your heart."
She silently muttered words that were incomprehensible. She was babbling.
"Hello, I am a soldier of the Tianyin Adventure Group. My name is Qingying. Use a sword. I am not the trainee in front of you who doesn't even know basic skills. It's boring to fight with a wooden stick. There are also many nurses on site."
The girl named Qingxiao pulled out the silver long sword from the sword box with a serious expression and sharp personality.
"Oh oh oh! Are you a warrior from a regular adventure group? You are just what I want!"
The little shark was extremely happy. He did not expect to face a challenge from the regular army today.
Of course, saying he is a regular army would be too flattering to his face, as he is just a trainee.
But in Little Shark's heart, this is the strongest warrior she can come into contact with.
The next second, after she put on her sword, she heard the commotion in the sand.
It was the sound of sand flowing rapidly, so clear in the darkness that it was hard not to hear it.
A squeaking sound came in front of him very fast, ringing five or six times in a second.
Listening to this voice, she suddenly had a premonition in her heart that this person was going to hit me with his next sword.
In this case, she swung her sword and slashed forward.
Clang!
Her sword hit the strong front thrust, and the trembling sound from the sword reached her ears, and she almost lost her sword.
"It's such a close call."
She relied on her fighting instinct to retreat, adjusted her posture and struck again.
The sound of footsteps in the darkness was very clear to her ears.
She waved the sharp sword and listened to the sound of the sword cutting through the air, and a vague outline gradually formed in her mind.
