A higher level of healing potion? Jiang Junming linked Teacher Seville's words with the so-called "impurities" he heard in the light brain, and he seemed to understand something.

Seeing that Jiang Junming didn't say anything, Seville also knew how valuable a brand new drug formula was, and he no longer asked. He just looked at Jiang Junming deeply and said, "You are very good, very good. No wonder they all rushed to ask you to convert, you are indeed worth it."

This evaluation... has exceeded Teacher Seville's appreciation for Idria and even Tirida. The young men who were gloating just now were silent and were thinking about Teacher Seville's words. You are good, very good, you deserve it.

Each word is like a slap on Tirida's face. What is this? What is this? His bottle of potion is not even pure in color. How could it be a higher-level healing potion? What's more, with low-level herbs such as honeysuckle and summer sauerkrata, which can be used to refine higher-level potion?

The face was a little burning. At this time, Tirida suddenly remembered that Master Idalafeng had heard of. It seemed that he was an alchemist, a very advanced alchemist. Did Teacher Seville ask that before, thinking... Tirida was unwilling to think deeply. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was humiliated, and it was simply a mockery of himself. The expression of calmness just now disappeared, and the muscles on Tirida's face were twisted together, as ferocious as a monster.

"Okay, get out of class is over now." After saying that, Seville glanced at Jiang Junming deeply and left the classroom in a daze.

The first class was over, and then what? The teenagers didn't know what to do. Some looked at Jiang Junming curiously, while others looked at Jiang Junming jealously. After a while, the teacher of Qinglang came to the classroom and said, "Today's class is over, go back to their church. Have a good rest, don't be late tomorrow morning."

That's all. It seems that the courses in the church academy are not very tight. Jiang Junming recalled the process of making physical potion, packed up his things and walked out.

"What exactly are you doing?" Little Price and Jiang Junming walked out of the classroom together and asked in a low voice.

"Uh... I don't know what Teacher Seville is saying. You have seen all the materials, and I don't know what happened." Jiang Junming pushed everything cleanly. The brain-savvy thing cannot be explained to others, no matter who it is. But such a thing that is so popular...

"I have been an apprentice in the wilderness herb business for two years. Perhaps it is possible that the pharmacist Steam's method of refining pharmacy is different from others." Jiang Junming said with a smile.

Little Price didn't believe Jiang Junming's words at first, but both the potions and vessels were standard things prepared by the church academy, and even if you wanted to make a falsification, you couldn't do it. Perhaps it was because Jiang Junming said that Little Price didn't ask anything. The two of them chatted and walked out of the church academy.

Priest Elaine was not here. After saying goodbye to Little Price, Jiang Junming identified the direction and walked towards caring for the church. Although he had only walked once, it was nothing difficult.

Walking on the road, Jiang Junming recalled the process of refining the drug just now, and every detail was reproduced in his heart. This process of recollection is also a kind of improvement. Jiang Junming heard from his teacher when he was in college. Anyway, he didn’t have much to do when walking, so he just treated it as a repetition and was familiar with the process of refining physical potion.

When passing by the slums, Jiang Junming saw a boy about six or seven years old who was thrown to the ground next to the ditch. He was so skinny that his clothes could hardly be covered. He looked like he was seriously ill and dying. Under his clothes that could not be covered, new or old scars were accumulated layer by layer. I don’t know if they were beaten or scratched.

Whose child was thrown to the edge of the road? Jiang Junming looked at him poorly, walked to the child, picked up the child, and touched his pulse. Fortunately, although it was very weak, it was not dead yet.

"What a poor child." An old woman passing by saw Jiang Junming holding the child in her arms, like a kind-hearted person, whispered as she passed by.

"What's wrong with this child? Was it abandoned by the family?" It's not in line with common sense. If it is discarded, it will be the main one. Even if a child of seven or eight years old has an incurable serious illness, the family will not bear to do this. Most of them are waiting to die and find a place, dig a hole and bury it. It's a bit strange to just leave it to the side of the road.

"Oh, these are all good things done by the thieves. These children were trafficked by the thieves and trained them to be thieves. They probably had serious illnesses that could not be cured, and they would not spend any money on the children, let alone seeking treatment from the priest. They threw them here and died at night. Oh, it's so pitiful." The old woman was nagging, and saw two gangsters appearing in front of her, immediately stopped her mouth, lowered her head, looked panicked, and left as if she had seen nothing.

So that's how it is. Jiang Junming picked up the child and prepared to take it back to the Care Church for treatment. By using the magical replenishment to treat Links from Moonlight City to Twilight City, the magical effect was amazing and what Teacher Seville said in the church academy today. Jiang Junming had some understanding of the "impurities" mentioned by the light brain. Perhaps the magical replenishment can save the child's life, Jiang Junming thought. Even if it doesn't work, he always had to do something to be at ease.

Walking on the road in the slums with their children in their arms, two gangsters on the opposite side saw Jiang Junming wanting to take the children away, they looked at each other and stopped Jiang Junming.

"Boy, meddle in other people's business!"

"This is our person. If you want to take it away, take it away? Have you ever asked the uncle what I think?"

The two hooligans said arrogantly.

"The child is about to die. Instead of leaving him there and waiting for death, it is better to let me take him back to the care church to treat him. If it doesn't work, I will deal with it properly after he dies." Jiang Junming replied calmly.

"Hmm? Care for the church?" A gangster was a little vague when he heard Jiang Junming say that he cared for the church.

"Boy, I tell you, don't take the church to talk about it. This child is ours. It's okay if you take it away. If you take twenty copper coins, we will pretend that we didn't see you. If we don't take it, we will want you to look good today." Another hooligan saw that Jiang Junming was thin and dry, and he was still alone, and he didn't take care of the church seriously. He drooled all over his mouth.

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Thanks to jonesw, star☆gazer, two friends for their rewards, Xiaolong asks for support, and there is another update in the afternoon
Chapter completed!