Chapter 12 Weak Healing Potion

"Make salt... take ashes..."

Lavinia generously lent Ron her experimental log and the synthesis path for making healing potions. This was the first time the latter had direct contact with magic since crossing over.

Feel... no big deal?

Although Ron had basically never heard of the materials used, he could still roughly classify them according to their forms to determine their possible effects - just like he treated Ivy and Driver's rats.

As for the techniques in the experiment, he was much more familiar with them. In some parts, Ron could even come up with better solutions now.

In the previous life, there was no magic that was so convenient that it was almost like cheating. His predecessors had to apply the laws of nature to a very sophisticated level, and the strictness of the experimental operation requirements was far beyond the understanding of this world.

Under normal circumstances, this might not be a big deal, and it might even be far less convenient than magic, but when encountering experimental difficulties in this world, details often determine success or failure.

For example...

"Why don't you try to lower the temperature a bit, and then use the water bath method instead of direct heating." Ron pointed at Lavinia's test record, "You have adjusted the temperature higher and higher these times, but this will only destroy the internal structure and lose the intermediate product."

"Plus, you heated it directly, which caused uneven heating inside, some reactions were too intense, and the temperature was uncontrollable. You see, there is such a step in the commonly used preparation method, which is to prevent this situation from happening."

"If you want to simplify the steps, you must make changes here..."

Ron's so-called "suggestion" is actually basically an alternative solution after removing the magic operation. Because the use of magic basically requires additional materials to be prepared. Although it is much simpler in practice, and can even reduce the professional quality requirements of the operator, it invisibly increases the experimental time and cost.

If Lavinia's goal is to reduce costs and reduce cumbersome steps, the two can be reversed.

As Ron said, he directly operated, which made the half-ling girl stunned. She never expected that this human who she thought was half-baked before was so insightful.

Time passed by minute by minute. About two hours later, Ron handed the flask containing the crude product to Lavinia.

"The last step, I don't know."

The last step requires an alchemical trick to turn the potion into a real healing potion as a magic item. Ron really couldn't get around this step.

What is the principle? He didn't know!

But when he saw Lavinia skillfully cast a spell, turning a bottle of originally bright yellow solution into a vibrant red, and it would emit a faint light when shaken, Ron was determined in his heart:

He really had to find an opportunity to learn magic.

"Is this... done?"

Compared to Ron's surprise at magic, Lavinia was so shocked that her jaw was almost dislocated. She still couldn't believe it, and took out another set of equipment to identify the healing potion made by Ron.

"It works, it really works! But... how is this possible?" Lavinia felt that she was either crazy or too stupid. She had been studying this for two or three years, and there was almost no progress!

Today, a human who doesn't even know magic solved all of this for her? How is this possible!

Then what is she?

Two hours, before it took eight hours to make a bottle of healing potion!

"I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants," Ron spread his hands, looking innocent, "If it weren't for your previous experiments and the experiments of those alchemists before you, I wouldn't have succeeded."

Of course, the experiments of those scholars in Ron's previous life should also be added.

Not only did he stand on the shoulders of giants, but he also stood on the shoulders of giants from two worlds!

"You..." Lavinia hesitated, "These records are all mine, I didn't think of these things. How did you figure them out?"

"Maybe it's a different angle. You see, I don't know magic, and your magic rituals are really time-consuming and material-consuming."

The eight-hour preparation process, and those magic rituals alone took six hours to prepare and start.

"This is really..." Lavinia checked the experimental log including the previous record again, and had to choose to believe Ron's statement, "You are right, sometimes magic may make people go astray." "You are really a genius!" Ivy, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, couldn't help but marvel, "This is the first time I have seen such a fast alchemy!" "And it reduces the cost," Lavinia added, "This experiment only used materials worth about 16 gold coins, which is about 40% less than the conventional preparation." "The only small flaw is that the effect of the healing potion has decreased slightly, but it is still a huge breakthrough when converted." (Note: The effect of Ron's healing potion has been reduced from 2d4+2 to 1d4+2) It may not be easy to use in actual combat, but in daily life, this "weak" healing potion will obviously be more popular than conventional potions-it is cheap and easy to get! "I don't know how to thank you," Lavinia saluted Ron slightly, "You helped me so much!" "Let's do this, let's do this! Come with me, I'll take you to the church!"

Although there are quite a lot of gods in this world, there is only one church dedicated to the goddess of luck, Tymora, in the town of Fromm.

Perhaps it is because everyone needs the favor of this goddess.

"Although I am not a believer of Tymora, some good luck is always good," Lavinia took Ron and the other two out of the store, and turned a corner to the church, "Isn't this just good luck!"

"It's a bit interesting," Ivy looked at the relatively tall building curiously, "Ms. Tymora usually doesn't emphasize middlemen. This is the first time I have seen such a large church."

"There are always exceptions to everything," Lavinia said with a smile. Her attitude now completely disappeared from the previous coldness, "Especially in such a remote place, it needs the favor of luck, right?"

As she spoke, Lavinia walked into the church first.

The footsteps of several people startled the priest inside, and a priest of the same short stature stood up from the statue and looked back at Lavinia.

"Hey! Lavinia, what a rare guest - have you finally decided to convert to the goddess?"

"Pfft, pfft, pfft! Don't talk nonsense, Bunny, I just came to ask you to do me a favor - this half-elf lady's wound is infected."