A week after Valentine entered Longmen, at 11:23 pm, Ye Yan's room.
Valentine stood in front of the table and bent over, his eyes widened and he carefully observed the bottles and cans on the table. It's late at night, and except for the food stalls that are still open, the entire Longmen slum has fallen into a deep sleep, along with the lower city and upper city in the distance.
There are three rooms on the second floor of the small building, two small and one large. The large bedroom where Valentine and Xing Yihuang lived was used as a storage room by the night smoke. They cleaned out many glass products and strange things from it. Weird things, and now those things are put in Ye Yan's bedroom, filling the whole room with space, barely enough for two people to move around in it, and Ye Yan has no problem with it.
"These are the pharmaceutical equipment I bought. I haven't used them for a long time. Now that you are here, I can continue my experiment."
Looking at Ye Yan's tail that kept swishing, Valentin felt that if they didn't come, this lazy cat would pile up the glass until it degraded.
After packing up, Valentin happily paid half a year's rent. Anyway, the prices in the slums are low and the rent is also cheap. It doesn't matter if you pay more. Maybe it can improve the cat's life so that she doesn't have to continue every night. Run out and look for food. Although this cat is a thief, how can his shoes not get wet when he often walks by the river? It would be another troublesome matter if Mr. Chen caught him.
But he didn't expect Yeyan to directly reject Valentine's kindness and not confiscate a penny. Instead, he made a request:
"You just have to be my volunteer, nya."
Valentin's hand holding the Longmen Coin stopped in mid-air, and he suppressed his words to persuade Ye Yan.
"What volunteers?"
He felt there was a pit here.
In a sense, volunteers are equated with experimental subjects. When Valentine hears these words now, he will break into a cold sweat, and the memories of those suffering in the Rhine life will also emerge involuntarily.
"Isn't it normal for witches to study some weird potions?" Ye Yan closed the magic book in her hand, and instantly a cloud of smoke appeared in her hand, and the book disappeared.
"But please don't worry. The potion I studied is not poison. It is a potion that is beneficial to humans. It just tastes a little weird." Her big ears trembled, her hands clenched together in front of her chest, and she looked at Warren Ding's orange-red eyes were full of expectation, like a piece of crystal jelly: "An Suo has a bad temper. She doesn't want to drink the potion I made, and she always yells at me, so I can only find you. Meow~Help me, Meow~I won’t charge you the rent, Meow Meow Meow~”
Ye Yan swayed slightly while meowing, and her big ears and tail were constantly sweeping Valentine's fragile mind just like those meows.
Ouch yo yo yo my little heart is almost bursting.
Valentine felt his heart beat faster and his blood surge up. A large amount of boiling blood poured into two important parts of his body in an instant. The meow meow that kept hitting his eardrums was like the song of a siren, making him addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.
Oh my god, how can this cat be so cute! So cute!
Valentine felt like he was going to have a nosebleed if he continued like this.
"Um..." He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked Ye Yan pretending not to care, "Why don't you find Xing Yihuang?"
"Miss Xing is so aloof, I'm scared, meow. How can she be as easy to deceive as you and not so approachable, meow~" Ye Yan's ears drooped, and a little crystal light squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, making her look like a rich woman.
I seem to hear something discordant?
But soon Valentine ignored the strange words. As an otaku, Valentine hates to see a girl shed tears in front of her, not to mention that this girl is also an extremely cute cat lady.
"Uh huh..." Valentine closed his eyes and cleared his throat, a blush drifting across his face.
"Then I will reluctantly agree to your request..."
Before he finished speaking, Valentine felt a small animal pounce on him. He opened his eyes and lowered his head, only Ye Yan's huge witch hat was visible.
"Thank you meow!"
Ye Yan's voice sounded very happy, and Valentin, who was being held by Ye Yan, was also very happy. Just when he wanted to raise his hand to touch the cat girl's ears, Ye Yan let go of Valentine again and took two steps back, just in time to avoid his hand.
In the end, Valentin gave Ye Yan the money. As for the volunteer, he no longer cared about it. After all, everyone said that potions are harmless, right? Instead of worrying about this, it is better to wander around the slums more. Maybe you can meet your colleagues from Rhode Island to fight against Bone Broken Bones. You can also watch a good show with popcorn and cheer for the German Angels.
Looking at Valentine walking down the stairs, Ye Yan pulled down the brim of his hat and raised the corners of his mouth in a slight arc, like a fox who liked to tease Valentine. The sparkle in the corner of her eyes also disappeared, her pupils were filled with the pride of a successful plot, and her whole demeanor instantly changed from the cute girl she was just now to a witch exuding a gloomy aura.
"Heh, man."
——————Valentin: You think I lost money, but actually I made a profit————————
Because Ye Yan is a nocturnal animal, she spends all her time researching potions at night, and Valentine can only "enjoy" the potions she made at night. This is why Valentine appears in Ye Yan's room so late. s reason.
At this time, Ye Yan was holding a test tube and shaking it, and black smoke kept melting into the liquid in the test tube. The liquid inside the test tube showed a strange deep red color, and the black mist melted into the potion continued to rotate as it swayed, looking like a miniature whirlwind in the pure source stone. The potion does not look beautiful as a whole, and it does not make people want to drink it at all.
"What is this?" Valentine squatted on the ground, pointed at a specimen placed in the corner, and turned to look at Ye Yan who was preparing the potion. Although Ye Yan was preparing the potion in a scientific way at the moment, she was still wearing the old dark brown large coat while preparing the medicine. There was also a six-pointed star with eyes tattooed on the back of the coat. Medieval witches took the creations of the technological era and used the Origin Stone technology and spells to prepare potions. Valentine actually felt that the combination of the three was quite suitable.
In this crazy world where guns and crossbows compete on the same stage, knights and hackers fight side by side, and magic and technology develop together, Valentine wouldn't be surprised if he saw a synthesizer with psychic ascension.
It's too late, organism!
No, it's too early, tin can!
Valentin's thinking will advance like this only when he is so idle.
"That is a specimen of the Sargon sandworm. I caught this little guy in that desert country who was extremely sensitive to the Origin Stone technology... Later, it died during an experiment, so I could only make him The specimen is preserved, after all, the body of the sandworm is also useful."
Ye Yan continued to shake the test tube without looking back.
"Then why does it have no legs?" Valentine knocked on the glass column in front of him.
This sandworm looks like an oversized centipede, which is quite scary.
"Because the legs of sandworms are delicious." Ye Yan poured the liquid in the test tube into a small glass bottle and walked behind Valentine.
"Oh, by the way, the experiment I did with it was other ways to eat sandworm legs. After trying various methods such as frying, cooking, stir-frying, shabu-shabu, smoked, braised, etc., I found that roasting them is better."
Charcoal grilled sandworm legs, would you like one?
Valentine suddenly remembered this line.
"After I ate all of this little guy's legs, he probably couldn't bear it and committed suicide."
Ye Yan touched the side of his hair.
…
"Don't look at me like that, meow. Feilin is no different from a cat, but we don't just like to eat fish..." Ye Yan picked up the glass bottle and shook it in front of Valentine's eyes, dark red mixed with silky black. The liquid made him swallow.
Not greedy, but scared.
"Hurry up and drink it, meow."
Ye Yan grabbed Valentin's sleeves and pulled him onto the bed. The bottom of the bed was also filled with specimens of strange creatures. Valentine sat on the edge of the bed and moved his feet outward.
"Here."
Looking at the bottle of reagent in Ye Yan's hand, Valentin remembered what he had said during the day.
Now he regretted it and retreated very much. He agreed as soon as the cat girl showed off her cuteness and her IQ dropped. He did not expect that he might drink something terrible.
Valentine took the reagent and shook it a few times. The dark red and black blended continuously inside the glass bottle, reminding him of moldy blood. He uncorked the bottle, placed the glass bottle in front of him, and gently flapped his left hand above the bottle mouth.
Standard chemical smelling gas operation.
"Do you still understand this, meow?" Ye Yan stood in front of Valentine, his big orange-red eyes full of surprise.
"I'm a college student after all. If I don't understand this bit of knowledge, wouldn't it discredit these three words?" Valentin glared at Ye Yan, his nose twitching slightly.
The smell of the liquid was quite good. It smelled like the black mist he had smelled when he first saw the night smoke that day, with an indescribable fragrance.
Could this be Ye Yan's body fragrance? Then why doesn’t Xing Yihuang have body fragrance? Raphael does have a bit of fragrance...
It's a lie that beautiful girls' sweat smells sweet. When Xing Yihuang sweated that day, Valentin didn't smell the fragrance, but smelled the stink... Of course, it could also be from the garbage bags around him. reason.
Valentin rolled his eyes and thought about what he liked about these three girls. He poured the liquid in the glass bottle into his mouth and swallowed it as fast as he could, trying not to let his tongue slip. The taste buds on my body came into contact with this strange liquid.
He didn't ask Ye Yan what effect the liquid had, because he was afraid that he wouldn't want to drink it if he asked.
"Hiss—" Valentin took a breath, and the facial features on his face were squeezed into a ball, looking very painful.
The taste of this liquid is so terrifying!
Apparently the taste buds on Valentine's tongue still came into contact with the liquid, and it sent a negative five-star rating back to his brain.
In the face of this taste, Valentine only felt the memories of the past slowly coming to his mind, but it was not his "good" life on Earth, but a bottle of red-packaged Earth drink.
Red Scream is nothing more than that!
"What's the use of this thing..." Valentin used his last bit of strength to put the glass bottle at the end of the bed, and slowly fell onto the bed, his body shrinking into a ball like his facial features. He just felt like he was covered with a layer of oli from his mouth to his stomach. He wanted to vomit but couldn't. It was extremely uncomfortable.
The only benefit this bottle of potion brings to Valentine is probably the fragrance. At least the breath he exhales now has that smell, and it doesn't smell bad at all.
"This is a potion that will temporarily make people lose their sense of distance and direction. My soul says so." Ye Yan clapped her hands, and the red-sealed magic book appeared in her hands. The simple dark yellow pages of the book continued to turn over with Ye Yan's fingers. Finally, she raised her hand and the book disappeared, and her tone became more certain: "Yes, meow, that's it."
"The spirit behind you is a book?" Valentin shook his head, barely getting used to the disgusting feeling, and sat up from the bed. It was a pity that his Origin Stone skills had no effect, because the negative effects caused by the liquid were not regarded as injuries in the eyes of the lightning flying dragon.
"It can be a book, or it can be a cat." Ye Yan snapped her fingers, and a black cat appeared on her witch hat, and soon disappeared again. "I can control the appearance of the spirit behind it at will, nya."
"Oh, by the way, the loss of distance and direction I just mentioned is a side effect of the potion. It is actually the antidote to the black mist." Ye Yan helped Valentine, who almost fell to the ground, and let him lie on the bed again. : "However, this side effect seems a bit serious, so we still need to continue research..."
Valentin felt that the world in front of him had changed. He looked at Ye Yan in front of him and felt that the cat was far away from him for a while, and then very close, as if he could reach out and touch it. But when he wanted to reach out and touch Ye Yan, he couldn't touch anything, even when Valentine saw his hand on Ye Yan's hat.
"Next time, please be sure to solve the taste problem when solving the side effects. If I have to drink a bottle of such a terrible thing every day, I don't think I will be alive for long." Valentine's hand fell heavily and smashed on the on the bed board.
"I will consider your opinion, meow." Ye Yan picked up the glass bottle from the bed and returned to the workbench.
After about ten minutes of spinning around, Valentine's sense of direction and distance finally returned, and the nauseating feeling disappeared. He stood in front of the bed and jumped, raising his arms high and enjoying the feeling of regaining something.
"Welcome back, Meow. I only have one bottle of reagent tonight. You can go back, Meow." A small mushroom cloud appeared on the workbench in front of Ye Yan, accompanied by a slight vibration, but there was no trace of panic in her voice.
"Your girlfriend is still waiting for you to go back to bed."
Is Xing Yihuang still awake? Valentine didn't quite believe what the meowing witch said. She knew the agreement between herself and Ye Yan, so she probably wouldn't think too much about it.
Valentine glanced at the clock on the wall.
11:57, already late at night.
"Then I'm going back. Goodbye my dear landlord. Please don't forget to improve the taste of your potion. I can accept long-term side effects, but I can't accept a potion that tastes bad, even if it smells delicious."
"I'll do my best to meow."
What he responded to was Ye Yan's insincere perfunctory response.
————————I hate the guy who encouraged me to drink red and scream————
"You really haven't slept yet..."
Valentin looked at Xing Yihuang, who was leaning on the bedside reading a book, and sighed helplessly. During the day today, Valentine took the opportunity to go out to do something and paid the heating bill, so the room was very warm now. Xing Yihuang no longer covered himself with the quilt as thick as a city wall, but just sat on the bed in his pajamas. .
Her pajamas are very simple, pure white, without any unnecessary patterns on the material. If it weren't for the yellow dim light from the bedside lamp, Valentine would have immediately thought he had seen a ghost.
But recalling that when he first met Xing Yihuang, he really thought he was a ghost.
Then Valentine was beaten by Xing Yihuang.
"Waiting for you." Xing Yihuang raised his head and glanced at Valentine who was standing at the door. He closed the book and put it on the bedside. He covered himself with a blanket and lay on the bed, leaving only one side for Valentine. Face.
The tone was very calm, but Valentine only felt a warm current surging in his heart. After coming to this world, many people wanted to use his power. After being deceived many times, Valentin gradually became able to distinguish lies from truth. This morning he could tell that Ye Yan was just faking it, but Valentine didn't refuse because he could also tell that Ye Yan didn't mean any harm.
How many people care about him so far? You can count them on one hand, just like he was on Earth. But when these people are always by your side, no matter how fucked up reality is, you can still work hard to survive, for the sake of the little fire that is still burning in your heart, and to prevent their concern for you from turning into a joke.
Thinking of the sad self, Valentine only felt blushing because of the suicidal thoughts he had at that time. Although the world is dark, there is still hope around you, and there are still people who love you.
For them and for myself.
Valentine pursed his lips, a sense of sourness gradually filled his nasal cavity, and his vision began to blur. Looking at the sheets that had been spread on the sofa, he smiled and wiped the tears from his eyes.
