"This is your new recipe for 'Sobering Elixir' with the saliva of 'Stuffing Birds'?"

Zheng Qing squinted, glanced at the tube of potion, and snorted angrily: "If necessary, I'd rather go to the wandering bar to buy a standard potion certified by the Witch Alliance than try it out as a guinea pig." ”

There was a rare hint of scorn on the fat man's face.

"Hey, how can there be any mice and mice, you think too much if you don't test the medicine!" Xin Fat quickly put away the tube of medicine in his hand, stuffed it into his watch, and shook his head at the same time: "And I don't use the saliva of 'irrigation birds', but the extract of irrigation and grooming...... In a sense, it doesn't really count as part of a bird's beak. ”

The Shrub Bird is a magical creature shaped like a dove that lives mainly in the depths of the Silent Forest. This bird is not large, like a domestic pigeon, but its call is loud, like a person shouting loudly. Its flesh is delicious and very popular in the wizarding world, and because of this, this creature was once hunted to the brink of extinction.

Until now, one of the largest known flocks of shrub birds in the entire wizarding world sits deep in the Silent Forest. Recently, the Black Tide of the Silent Forest has emerged, and some shrub birds have come to the edge of the forest, where they are hunted down by the wizards who are guarding the town. That's why there are more of them on the market.

Xin Fat Man may sometimes pick the door, but as an old glutton, he is not stingy at all when eating. As soon as the stray bar hung out the sign of the irrigation bird, he forced Zheng Qing to use the gold card to snap up one and come back.

Fortunately, apart from the bird meat, he didn't waste other materials on his body. Including bird feathers, bird bones, bird blood, and internal organs, etc., but all the parts that could be used as magic materials, he took them out and enriched his material library. And that's how the extract he mentioned earlier came about.

Hearing the fat man's explanation, Zheng Qingbai rolled his eyes and hummed weakly: "Even if you say that the sky is falling and the ground is surging with golden lotus, I don't drink bird saliva...... If you're making a potion from a traditional ingredient like strip grass or almond wood, I can try it. Fill with saliva, forget it. ”

Strip grass, maze wood, and shrub extract, like shrub extract, have a refreshing effect, and are often used in the preparation of related medicines or alchemical products. It's just that strip grass and rosewood can be cultivated on a large scale and are inexpensive, so the relevant preparation methods are common, and the medicinal effects or side effects are well known. Due to the scarcity of the Shrub Bird and the fact that it belongs to the protective creatures of the wizarding world, the way it is deployed is strictly restricted by the Wizarding Alliance.

This is why Zheng Qing firmly believes that he is being a guinea pig by drinking fat man's medicine.

In his ears, Xin Fatzi was still babbling to Zheng Qing and explained to Zheng Qing that his means of mixing potions were superb and the formula was ancient, and after drinking it, he was full of energy, and it was not difficult to climb the seventeenth floor.

Zheng Qing tilted his head sideways, slammed on the desk, half-squinted, and turned a deaf ear to the fat man's muttering explanation.

He felt that he just needed to rest and adjust to his condition.

It's just that I had insomnia last night, and it's not a nightmare, and I don't need to take medicine at all, let alone the fat man's private potion that doesn't have any expiration date and quality certification.

Faintly, he heard Zhang Jixin, who was reading the newspaper on the other side, supporting his choice: "...... Brother Qing'er is very correct in this state without medicine. The so-called medicine is three points of poison, and less food and no disease are invasive. If you can adjust your physical condition naturally, you should try to adjust it naturally. Excessive use of magic or potions to regulate the body will cause a lot of unnecessary troubles in the future on the path of magic. ”

He didn't elaborate on what the trouble would be, and Zheng Qing, who was lying on the desk, didn't bother to ask - Zheng Qing didn't need to open his mouth to know that what Zhang Jixin was saying just now was definitely Zhang Jixin repeating what his brother or some other elder in the family had said, but he took it out because he was fat today. If it was just Elder Zhang himself, he would never have this kind of awareness.

After all, I haven't seen him eat less on weekdays.

Just when the young public scholarship student was half-squinting and the above messy thoughts appeared in his mind, Zhang Jixin suddenly screamed:

"Oh, Brother Qing, Brother Qing, get up!"

Zheng Qing felt that the arm on which his head was pillow was grabbed by a thick hand, and shook it vigorously a few times, shaking his head from side to side, making him feel dizzy.

At the same time, Zhang Jixin's low-pitched voice came from his ears: "Brother Qing...... What kind of Pulitzer is this author, is this the same reporter who interviewed you in the northern district of Beta Town before?

Zheng Qing felt a thrill in his heart, sat up straight, and his original trance spirit was instantly concentrated.

Similar to him, Xiao Xiao, who opened the notebook before, and Xin Fatzi, who was cleaning up the medicine, also turned their heads over almost at the same time.

Zhang Jixin grabbed a newspaper and handed it to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing snatched it and spread it out on the desk. At the top of the newspaper, the five large characters of the "Beta Town Post" are unusually clear. Zhang Jixin turned to the third page of the newspaper, which generally belongs to the 'truth' column of the "Betatown Post", which has always been known for its keen perspective and sharp reporting.

In the center of the newspaper, a line of thick black characters is printed on the white paper, which is very eye-catching.

"Shadows in the Sun" by Luvi Pulitzer is a senior editor and senior reporter for the Betatown Post.

On the side of the article, there is a profile photo of a witch sitting on the sofa. The photograph is black and white, and it looks like it is in a café, with large glass windows that make the witch's figure extraordinarily small. Moreover, the wizard also held a coffee cup in his hand, which happened to block his face, making it difficult to identify him.

Across from the wizard sat Ms. Pulitzer, pen in hand, rimless glasses with red frames on the bridge of her nose, with a serious expression and a slight tilt, as if listening to something.

On the table between the two of them, there is a small plate of dim sum and a wooden archway with bells hanging on it.

For Zheng Qing, it was not difficult to determine the identity of the wizard.

Because that's who he is.

It was easy for him to tell that the photograph was a picture of his meeting with Ms. Pulitzer in a coffee shop. Whether it was Ms. Pulitzer's quirk of using a fountain pen or the wooden archway with a bell hanging from it, he was impressed.

"But, I don't remember someone taking a picture of me?!" muttered the young wizard, a puzzled expression on his face.

As he spoke, he poked the wizard in the photo, trying to make him show his face.

Sadly, this photograph does not use the usual magic tricks used by wizard newspapers, but is a real, immobile 'dead' photograph.

"Read the content first, hold back your talk!" Xiao Xiao interrupted Zheng Qing's muttering in a serious tone.