Xin Sheng could understand Tris' obsession with Geralt. She could only take advantage of Geralt's opportunity to lose his memory to be warm with the White Wolf as a true lover.

Although Geralt was very unconventional and drove piles everywhere, there was only one person who really gave his feelings.

The sorcerer Yennefa, Triss's colleague and bestie.

Tris's girlfriend's plan to pretend to be can only be maintained until Geralt recovers his past memory.

Time is limited, so of course she wants to seize every time to tie Geralt to her side.

Even Visemir and the others pretended to be stupid and didn't see it, and Xin Sheng was too lazy to care about other people's private lives.

At noon the next day, Xin Sheng focused on refining the enhanced brown owl potion in the alchemy laboratory.

This potion requires the catalysis of dwarfs' strong alcohol, and the entire laboratory is filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Brown owl potion can stimulate the metabolism of the users within a certain period of time and strengthen the speed of self-healing. It is a commonly used and practical potion.

All the potions of the witch hunter are toxic, and the brown owl is no exception.

Taking too much potion in a short period of time will cause the body's toxin decomposition to keep up with the accumulation rate. Natiya suffered a great loss before. Fortunately, Eskal brought her back to the castle in time for treatment.

The toxicity of the potion is meaningless to Xin Sheng. His anti-toxic skills can completely filter the negative effects of the potion.

‘Wait a minute.’

Shaking the newly refined enhanced brown owl potion, Xin Sheng suddenly remembered something.

‘Before entering this world, the system repaired the alchemy laboratory in the main space.’

‘The system seems to have said that using the alchemy laboratory in the main space can enhance the effect of the potion and reduce side effects?’

Recently, Xin Sheng has been busy dealing with Visemir's uninterrupted knowledge indoctrination and practical training, and has been addicted to learning and has difficulty extricating himself. He has not yet remembered this for a while.

‘Well~ I remember that the alchemy lab in the main space can be called remotely.’

Xin Sheng thoughtfully touched the bridge of his nose: "If it is used to refine green grass decoction medicine and dream decoction medicine, can it increase the survival chances of the apprentice being subjected to the trial?"

Looking around the remaining materials in the alchemy laboratory, Xin Sheng planned to make a try.

But before that, he needed to find Visemir and Triss first.

The refining process of green grass decoction is extremely complicated and cannot be simply refined just by knowing the formula.

The heat, the amount of materials, and the extraction of essences require strict control and the help of a warlock.

Among the existing Wolf School demon hunters, only Visemir, a master who has lived for more than 400 years, can perfectly preside over the entire process of refining green grass decoction.

...

Half an hour later, Visemille and Tris went to the basement one after another.

Visemir looked at Xin Sheng with a hesitation flashing in his eyes.

"Xin, are you sure you want to start making green grass decoction medicine yourself?"

"It's not that I'm trying to hit your enthusiasm. You are indeed very talented in alchemy and your progress is only a little faster than Geralt, Lambert and others, but it's too early for you to decoct the grass."

Xin Sheng knew it himself, and Visemir was all about facts, and he really did not plan to complete the entire set of refining independently.

"I know, so I'll let you guide you all the way."

Xin Sheng's firm eyes made Visemir understand his determination, and he could only sigh helplessly.

"Okay, since you are determined to climb the peak, I will help you with this old bone."

"It just so happened that we went to the mountains a few days ago to collect enough decoction materials. We were originally prepared for Leo, so you can use it to practice your skills first."

"Also, remember."

Visemir warned seriously: "You must strictly follow the process I said, and there must be no mistake in any step."

"Be ready and start."

Wisemier watched Xin Sheng skillfully process the materials and calmly began to issue instructions: "Add two drops of Fork Tail Dragon spinal fluid, simmer over low heat, and then put a bunch of long leaves in front of..."

Under the rigorous command of Visemir, Tris also focused on extracting the essence of the material and tried his best to match Xin Sheng's refining rhythm.

The green grass decoction medicine is composed of three different magic potions. Xin Sheng first refined the tears of his mother, and then carefully completed the refining of wild rye wort and thatch juice.

The decoction and refining of medicines was still smooth, and Visemir's eyes also showed hope.

As the last master of the Wolf School of Demon Hunter, Visemir has always been under great pressure to maintain the school.

If he dies unexpectedly, the inheritance of the Wolf School will be cut off from now on.

For hundreds of years, he has hoped that someone would stand up and share his responsibilities and pressures.

Lambert and Eskal moved faster than their brains, making them fight no problem, and Alchemy was indeed a bit difficult for them.

In contrast, Geralt, who is also good at fighting, has developed quite well, but he has not met Visermere's requirements.

The reason why Xin Sheng was asked with high standards from the beginning was because Visemir had expectations for his future and potential.

But he didn't expect Xin Sheng to start learning how to refine green grass decoction so soon.

"The key place is here."

Weissermil, who was watching the command, was more nervous than Xin Sheng who was actually operating.

"Tris, the old rules, extract the essence of three potions."

"no problem."

Tris's forehead was sweating. She could understand Visemir's thoughts and know what Xin Sheng's success meant to the Wolf School's witch hunter.

Red, yellow and blue, under Tris' concentration of concentration, the three primary colors of light precipitated from three bottles of different potions and gradually gathered into the big pot in front of Xin Sheng.

Through the refining of the three pre-installed potions, Xin Sheng has basically become familiar with how to remotely call the alchemy laboratory function of the main space.

When starting the remote call function, the Alchemy Laboratory will bless Xin Sheng's refining process in a conceptual manner.

The principle is not clear yet, but Xin Sheng can indeed feel the improvement of refining accuracy. Each step of refining gave Xin Sheng a new insight.

Under Tris' control, the essence of the three potions slowly gathered into the big pot in front of Xin Sheng.

"Very good, last step, add the mutation inducer."

Mutation inducers are a relatively rare alchemy catalyst. Only a part of the monsters may grow in their bodies. Many potions for the demon hunter need to use it.

Under the concentration of the three of them, the potions in the alchemy pot gradually concentrated under the heat, and finally formed a small thick green liquid.

Wisemir clenched his fists first and yelled: "It's successful!"

"Don't be busy and excited."

Tris wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pointed at the grass in the pot with a tangled expression.

"If it fails, it's fine. Since the refining is successful... what should I do with this decoction?"

Xin Sheng can confirm that the remotely called alchemy laboratory played a role in this refining process, enhancing the efficacy of the medicine while reducing the toxic side effects of the decoction, but he cannot determine how much the toxicity has been reduced.

Wiesemill was hesitant, and after several considerations, he finally decided to discard the decoction.

"Let it lose its efficacy naturally, and it is safer to develop..."

"No! Please let me take the trial!"
Chapter completed!