Nance calmed down, concentrated on her arm, and put in the three auxiliary materials one by one, moving calmly like an old craftsman.

The materials are added without heating, and the raw materials are not catalyzed.

But when these raw materials were mixed with Miss Su's blood, the bubbles bubbled up immediately.

"At every step on the road to touch the extraordinary, any situation may arise..." Nance's attention was focused as never before. He waited quietly for a few seconds, picked up Miss Su's fresh lung slices, and threw himself into the refining process.

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The bright red internal organs immediately made a sizzling sound as soon as they touched the other ingredients.

A large amount of gray smoke spread from the hole in Miss Su's arm, and at the same time, the illusory sharp laughter sounded again.

Hey, haha, hahaha...

The sound was like diamond scratching glass, and it made people's skin crawl all over.

Nance was not affected and quickly put a thin piece of iron in the palm of his hand and placed it under Miss Su's arm.

Magical energy surges.

Black-red flames burned in the light of kerosene lamps.

Susha pursed her lips tightly and watched Nance's movements nervously.

She had no idea about potion refining, and she could do nothing except pray. On the other hand, she had complete trust in Nance at this time, and she never thought that Nance would

Doing things on her body.

When the ingredients of the potion were heated, bubbles rolled in Susha's arms with a low muffled sound, but could not escape, and could only shatter sadly. It was like the dense bubbles in a champagne glass.

It tasted delicious... Nance couldn't help but lick his lips.

The last time Miss Su dug into his heart, she stuck her head into his chest and licked the heart of Leviathan fiercely. Now that he took a few sips, it shouldn't be an offense, at most it was a courtesy. But he just wanted to

I wonder if drinking this half-refined thing will make people go crazy or belch immediately.

As time went by, the uneasiness on Miss Su's face became more and more intense.

The so-called low-temperature slow cooking refers to refining the raw materials at a temperature of 60°C for more than an hour. This is a very long process. Although I took painkillers, I was not affected physically, but the psychological impact was too great.

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Especially the creepy laughter lingering in his ears, as if there were countless demons around him seeking their lives.

"Hey, Nance..." Susha suddenly shouted.

This is purely the cry of a woman's pure heart seeking support.

"Um?"

Nance didn't even look up.

Seeing that he was not looking at her, Susha pursed her lips slightly, puffed out her cheeks, and poked his arm with her left finger.

"Don't make trouble." Nance grabbed her arm with one hand to release the heat, patted her little hand away with the other hand, and said coldly: "If something goes wrong, you have to blame me for not caring about you."

Normally, Susha would definitely not make trouble again.

But now her mind is becoming more and more unstable, and her body that was lying down immediately sat up.

"Eh?"

Nance grabbed her right arm and raised it a little higher.

After he raised his own arms, Susha slipped into his arms, as soft and weak as a girl who had been wronged.

"what are you doing?"

Susha helped him sit down, leaning against him and saying nothing.

"I knew I wouldn't let you drink just now!" Nance was a little angry.

"Ah? It's not about the alcohol, I'm not drunk! It's uncomfortable. I just feel uncomfortable now and my mind is not clear. Ah, I want a hug, you know? It's like drowning. You can just find anything.

As long as I can hold her..." Susha said aggrievedly, and then kept rubbing her face with her palms.

The snow outside suddenly became heavy.

"Okay, you'll be fine soon." Nance could only hold her arm up with one hand and put the other around her shoulder.

Miss Su's body went limp.

"Hey, Nance, will I die?" She said in an uneasy tone.

"probably not."

"Why do people die?"

"Individuals cannot withstand the energy of evolution, and will inevitably change over time."

"Humans are still evolving?"

"little by little."

“Why evolve?”

"Nothing has stopped evolving. Even the universe itself is still expanding. As for whether there is some mysterious will that controls this evolution, it is unknown for the time being." Nance let go of her shoulders and started from the ground.

Picked up the cigarette and lit one for her.

Miss Su held a cigarette in her mouth and stared at him in concentration: "A hundred years after my death, no one will remember my existence, right?"

"It's possible," Nance said.

Miss Su's face darkened.

"After all, I shouldn't die a hundred years later than you." Nance added.

"Ah, why do you always like to say such funny things?" Miss Su smiled nervously. After taking two puffs of cigarette silently, she handed the wet cigarette holder to Nance's mouth and hummed stubbornly: "

You take a sip too and swallow it into your lungs."

"don't want!"

Nance shook his head.

He didn't mind Miss Su's saliva, but he was still refining medicine.

If smoking enters the lungs or coughing is just a trivial matter, he is afraid that it will affect his thinking and cause the refining to fail.

"Take a bite, this is good stuff." Miss Su came closer to him, her lips almost kissed the tip of his nose.

She is not deliberately causing trouble now, but her mind is affected by the properties of the potion and she is a little unconscious. Subconsciously, she wants to use "smoke", which she considers to be one of the three best things in the world.

Share with Nance. The other two are wine and money.

Nance still shook his head.

She kept getting awkward, insisting on him to give him a blow, and even struggled in his arms. Since she was not wearing any clothes, Nance could clearly see her figure every time she twisted her waist.

Change.

What a shame!

Miss Owl on the bed was no longer sleeping, her glowing eyes were staring at the two of them tightly, for fear of missing even a second of the scene.

Susha urged again: "Hurry up!"

In order to make her feel at ease, Nance had no choice but to take a puff of cigarette.

A small mouthful made him cough a few times.

A smile appeared on Susha's face.

This silly and naive smile appeared for the first time on her shrewd and charming face.

As she cuddled up to Nance like a child, the refining of the abyss of greed gradually came to an end.

He survived the strange laughter, Miss Su's persistent stalking, and the temptation of her unguarded body, and entered the final step of the procedure.

"Buzz!"

The air vibrated slightly and the flame went out.

The sharp laughter lingering in the ears also disappeared at the same time, and little glowing gray lights appeared in the room, which seemed to be the energy entities presented by those laughters.

These gray lights gathered on Susha's arm, and Nance concentrated on observing the potion.

The originally black and red liquid, after receiving the gray light, rose up from Miss Su's arm, outlining an evil outline in the air... a double-headed eagle, with white wings, and a human figure from the neck down.

——The greedy monarch Mammon!

Under Nance's stunned gaze, the projection collapsed layer by layer.

The light in the room was strong, and the outline of the monarch turned into countless streams of light and scattered, magnificent and gorgeous. Those dazzling light particles gradually condensed into substance and slowly floated down.

A gem the size of a fingernail appeared in Nance's palm.

A green gem like emerald, with a round and perfect shape, and no flaws can be seen on the surface. The surface seems to be coated with a film. When the viewing angle changes, the light also flows on the gem, and various weird scenes flash.

And passing by, it seems to be reflecting the entire hell world.

It is indeed a high-end potion, but its appearance alone is so deceptive... Nance raised his palm, stared at the beautiful gem, and observed it carefully.
To be continued...