The Wizard’s Order

In his eyes, Rick is a demon from hell, an angel sent by God.

It is a natural disaster that people cannot resist, and it is a divine punishment that falls from the sky.

Rick is both a **** and a demon, bringing countless opportunities and wealth to Zai, and leaving an eternal nightmare in his heart.

He was so good to Rickon before, and his liking for Rickon was only a very inconspicuous factor. The bigger reason was that he was afraid of Rickon's father, even though Rick had been missing for many years.

He never thought that Rickon, who was cowardly and skinny not long ago, would become an existence like Rick, a non-human member who surpassed human beings!

What terrified him was not only the powerful power that he showed by crushing the teacup into powder with his grip, but what really frightened him was that he felt the spiritual power from Ryan.

Some people can make people kneel with just one look. Is that because that person's eyes contain some kind of powerful force?

Not really.

What really makes people kneel is the revolver pinned to the person's waist, the power behind that person, the so-called gaze that can make people kneel is just an opportunity.

If there is no revolver around his waist, no power behind his back, just a scrawny old beggar with the same eyes, let alone kneeling, it would be good not to be beaten.

Ryan and Rick are different, their eyes really contain some kind of powerful strange power!

Really can make people succumb with just one look!

Numbers have no meaning in front of them, guns are nothing to them, and legal provisions have no binding force on them.

In front of them, ordinary people are weak sheep that can only be slaughtered by them.

After seeing Ryan's power, he no longer dared to have any unreasonable thoughts about Ryan, and he has decided to cooperate with Ryan.

Most people will try their best to benefit themselves when they cooperate, but now all he thinks about is how to please and satisfy Ryan.

Looking at Jefferson's humble appearance, Ryan smiled and said, "Uncle Jefferson, don't worry, I will never let you suffer."

He opened the box he had brought with him and took out a glass bottle containing red plaster.

He said to the three people who were puzzled: "This is the red healing paste I made, which has an excellent effect on the treatment of trauma."

He asked Jefferson to stretch out his right arm, and his fingernails stroked gently on Jefferson's arm, creating a ten centimeter-long wound at once.

Facing Gulu Gulu's wound with bright red blood, Ryan opened the cover of the red healing plaster unhurriedly, took out a little plaster and spread it evenly on the wound.

Looking at the bleeding wound, Jefferson's eyes widened.

As a medicinal herb dealer, he has a good understanding of the medicinal effects and potions of various common medicinal herbs on the market.

Medicines such as Hongyue Cream, which are so simple to use and so quick to use, are very difficult to refine and very expensive.

Since Ryan took out the red healing paste, it should be much cheaper than the potions with the same effect on the market?

He just wanted to ask, but who knew that Ryan handed over the medicine formula directly.

After hesitating for a while, he grabbed the formula from Ryan's hand and glanced at the names of the medicinal herbs on the formula.

The more he looked at it, the bigger the change in his face, and after reading it, he was so shocked that his saliva came out without noticing it.

He looked up at Ryan and asked dumbly, "It must be very difficult to refine, right?"

Not only are the prescriptions of Hongyu ointment some common medicinal materials, but the price is only 1% of the medicines with the same effect on the market!

Once Hongyue Cream can be mass-produced, it will have a huge impact on the world's pharmaceutical market, and he will become one of the richest people in the world in one fell swoop.

But is it really possible?

Combining such simple and cheap medicinal materials together, it is possible to make such a powerful medicine as Hongyu ointment?

Could it be that the refining method is particularly difficult, the kind that only Ryan can refine?

Facing Jefferson with a puzzled face, Lane said: "The refining of Hongyu ointment is not very difficult, and mass production is also very simple. With skilled personnel, it is possible for a 100-person pharmaceutical factory to produce tens of thousands of bottles a day. of."

Jefferson pulled his face and said, "Don't measure us by your level, maybe what is simple in your eyes is already a hellish difficulty for us."

Ryan said, "Why don't you do this? I'll teach you how to make Hongyu paste today before you leave? If the pharmacist you sent is decent enough, I should be able to have a late-night snack on the way home. ."

"...Alright." After Jefferson nodded, he said respectfully to the gray-bearded old man sitting beside him, "Master Ejik, please."

Grandpa Ejik, the chief pharmacist under Jefferson, did not immediately nod in agreement. After looking at Ryan for a long time, he asked, "Are you the legendary potionist?"

This world has a strange medicinal material called cursed medicinal material. Those medicinal materials have different shapes and grow in different places. Most of them grow naturally and are extremely difficult to cultivate artificially.

Those herbs are called cursed herbs because those medicines bring misfortune to people.

Animals will shy away from the area where the cursed herbs grow.

If people carry cursed medicinal materials, their bodies will become weaker and weaker for unknown reasons.

However, the cursed medicinal materials are not only the calamities that the pharmacists can't avoid, but also the materials that the pharmacists are struggling to find the gods.

Because the cursed medicinal herbs also have strange medicinal effects along with the curse.

It can cure terminal illnesses, prolong the lifespan of dying people, greatly enhance physical strength, and become a highly poisonous poison that kills fish in a sea area, and can…

And the pharmacist who can refine the cursed medicinal materials into potions is called the potionist!

However, the potionist is only a legend among the pharmacists, and it is not clear whether Ejik really exists.

As an old man who lived for seventy or eighty years, in his long life, he had seen many cursed medicinal herbs, but he had never encountered a potionist.

In the eyes of many, potions who can use cursed herbs are just wishful thinking of pharmacists.

He didn't really believe in the legend of the potionist until he met Ryan!

He was amazed by the physical strength that Ryan showed, but what really shocked him was the invisible power he felt through Ryan's eyes.

Although he didn't know what that power was, his intuition told him that it was the power that could tame the cursed medicinal herbs!

Able to tame cursed herbs, isn't that a potionist?

As an aspiring pharmacist, the legendary potionist may be right in front of him, how could he not be excited?

Watched by Jefferson's hot eyes, Ryan rubbed his chin in thought.

He had just come to this world, and the channels for collecting information were limited. He didn't know many things. He even made up the so-called notebook left by his father to deceive Jefferson and the others.

So he didn't know the reason why Mr. Ejik was excited, and he didn't know whether the potionist in Mr. Ejik's mouth was the same thing as the potionist in the wizarding world.

But he shook his head and said that he didn't know that it would seriously damage the mysterious and powerful image he created now, so he touched his chin and thought for a long time, then slowly said with an inscrutable expression: "Is it a potionist? It's really a familiar name. what."

Then he changed the subject and said, "Master Ejik, if we have time in the future, let's study pharmacy together."

Mr. Ejik thought that Ryan knew everything, just because it was inconvenient to say it now, so he nodded quickly, looking like he was afraid that Ryan would go back on it.

Then Ryan and Jefferson discussed some details of cooperation with the three of them, and the four of them began to change places and came to the pharmacy.

Under the guidance of Ryan in simple language, and with the efforts of Mr. Ejik, one of the best pharmacists in Olymp City, the red healing paste was successfully refined in less than three hours.

Jefferson was holding the freshly refined Hongyu paste in his hand, and his hands were shaking violently as he listened to Mr.

The refining method of red healing paste is really simple!

Mass production in pharmaceutical factories is feasible!

He looked at the red healing paste in his hand as if he saw countless gold beckoning to him.

After he took several deep breaths to finally calm down his excitement, he looked up at Ryan with a calm face, and his inner emotions were extremely complicated.

Whether it's red healing ointment or gold, for an inhuman being with superhuman powers like Ryan, it's all rubbish, right?

He hurriedly said to Ryan, "You want a lot of medicinal materials, and it will take three days to get them all together."

Ryan nodded and said, "No problem."

...

...

...

Late at night, Cherol Boulevard.

A luxury carriage that was out of tune with the surrounding scene stopped in front of a two-story old building.

A beautiful blonde girl with some freckles on her face took the hand of a skinny boy and said reluctantly, "It's so late, why don't you just stay at my house? There are still a lot of empty rooms in my house. "

Ryan could feel Dilly's affection for him... It should be said that it was his affection for Rickon, the original owner of this body. The former Rickon did not respond to this affection, and he would not respond even more.

He said to Di Li, who was reluctant to part, "I can't go to school for the time being. Please ask the teacher for a leave tomorrow for me."

Di Li asked worriedly: "Does it mean that you are not in good health? It happens that Grandpa Ejik is at my house today, why don't you go back with me and let Grandpa Ejik take a look? Grandpa Ejik is the best pharmacist in Olympic City. "

Ryan shook his head and was about to refuse, but when he was about to speak, his eyes were attracted by a figure not far from the street.

The strange Dilly also looked in the direction Lane was looking, and what caught her eye was a strange girl in a black coat and a hood, whose figure was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.

Noticing that Ryan kept staring at the girl, Dilly hugged Ryan's shoulders and frowned, "Do you like that type of girl?"

Ryan stroked Dilly's little head and said, "No, I just think that person is a little strange."

He pushed the reluctant Dilly into the carriage, "It's already late at night, you'd better go back soon, going too late will make Uncle Jefferson worry, and you have class tomorrow, so go back and rest early. "

After the carriage carrying Dilly went away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ryan looked around for the figure of the mysterious girl just now, but the person had already left, "That person should know something... Forget it, I am now The strength is not enough, and it is not necessarily a good thing to contact the extraordinary class of this world too early."

When he opened the door and was about to go in, he heard the sound of "da da da" footsteps behind him, accompanied by a strong smell of wine.

Ryan frowned. He knew about the existence of the other party for a long time, but he pretended not to notice because he didn't want to cause trouble.

If the other party doesn't come out, they can be at peace with each other today, which is good for him and the other party.

Now that the other party can't hold back and jumped out, he is not afraid.

He turned to look at Mo Ke, who was holding a wine bottle in his hand, and staggered towards him with the help of two younger brothers, and said solemnly: "Master Mo Ke, I didn't expect to see you so late. you."

"Snapped!"

Mok threw the wine bottle in his hand at Ryan, and after Ryan dodged, the bottle smashed on the wall behind him and shattered.