How to become a mermaid

Chapter 130 Planck Me... But It's Amazing!
There are some things that smell bad and taste delicious, so they should be talking about these whale sands.

As it gradually cooled, the nauseating stench gradually evaporated.

When it cooled down to room temperature, the smell was almost gone, but there was a faint grassy fragrance.

When you smell it carefully, there is also a bit of garlic and an inexplicable meaty aroma.

In short, it is a very appetizing aroma.

After tempering at high temperature, it has been sublimated.

It is no longer some whale sand, but a growth potion that people flock to!
How many people are waving gold coins, chasing them, longing for them, just to rush to drink this "juice"!
In fact, there are quite a lot of things in this pot, and it took [-] corrugated glass tubes to fit it.

When they were all loaded, Samantel handed them all to Planck, and said in a solemn tone: "Please Planck, let's take the last step!"

"Yeah!" Plank nodded with a smile.

Now is the time to test the results. It depends on whether his lovely disciple is successful in preparing the potion for the first time.

"【swirl】!"

A high-speed spinning water polo appeared in Planck's hands.

The glass tube is placed on a special iron frame and begins to rotate at high speed in the water polo.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the mush inside gradually began to layer under the huge centrifugal force.

The glass tube turned into an afterimage, making it impossible to see what was inside.

After 2 minutes, the water polo in Planck's hand stopped spinning.

As the glass tube turned slower and slower, Samantel became nervous.

"Shhhhhh..."

After a few seconds, the glass tube is completely still.

The upper layer is a clear and translucent light blue liquid that is as crystal clear as sea water, and the lower layer is a blue-green solid.

There are clear distinctions between them, and they are different from each other. It is hard to imagine that they were still a harmonious whole 2 minutes ago.

"It's layered!" Seeing the obviously layered structure inside, Shamanlell let out an excited cheer.

"I still... have to... see... will... no... will... shine!" Plank said with a serious face.

It's too early to be happy now, it will be layered for sure, the key point is whether it will shine.

Only when it glows can it be called a potion, otherwise it can only be called fish cake juice!

"The last... one...step...is...you...you...you...to...complete...to complete...!"

Planck removed the centrifuged glass tube from the iron rack, and then turned out a bunch of thumb-sized glass bottles from the medicine cabinet, and handed them all to Shaman Lair.

"Okay!" Shamanleir nodded excitedly.

He picked up a glass tube containing the goo and with all his might pulled the top stopper off.

With a crisp sound of "Bo~", a charming fragrance can't wait to come out of the glass tube.

After being centrifuged, the contents inside are even more fragrant, with a strong taste of potato stew.

In this situation, Shaman Laier thought of skatole.

The reason why animal feces are so smelly is because it contains a lot of skatole.

When the content of this substance is concentrated, it will emit a disgusting smell, but after diluting it hundreds of times, it will smell jasmine, and after diluting it a little more, there will be ripe fruits scent.

Although I don't know if there is skatole in the baba in this world, it is obvious that this tube of paste has a similar wonderful reaction when it is centrifuged, producing a strange fragrance.

Shamanlael carefully tilted the glass tube, and slowly poured the clear light blue liquid inside into the glass bottle.

With the sound of "tick-tick-tick" water, the liquid was poured into the glass bottle without a drop.

When it is almost full, there is no drop of liquid in the glass tube.

"Very... good!" Plank nodded with satisfaction.

Every step went smoothly, and he felt that this little mermaid might really have the talent to be a pharmacist.

Hearing Planck's praise, Samantel showed a happy smile on his face.

After putting the lid on, he lifted the glass bottle high and held it up to the light.

The exciting time is coming soon!

Will it work this time?
Not only Shaman Lear, Planck is also concerned about the results.

Under these two expectant gazes, the liquid in the glass bottle flows slowly, emitting a burst of blue-green fluorescence under the illumination of the light, like fireflies flying in summer.

This light is not like the colorful neon light emitted by Planck's own potion, but like the glow stick that Shaman Lear has seen in his previous life.

"Is this... considered a success?" Shamanlael asked with some uncertainty.

"Success!" Planck nodded continuously, clasped his stubby fingers together, gave Shamanle a thumbs up, and said, "Very...very...great!"

"As...a...novice...for...the...first...trial...of...you...doing...already...very...not...wrong...!" Planck smiled until the beard on his face tilted up.

As a master, he is very pleased that his disciple is so outstanding.

Judging by Planck's happy look, it should be a success, but Shamanleir was still a little puzzled. He said, "But... this light seems to be different from your potion."

"No... the same... it's... very... normal...!" Plank smiled and patted Shamanlell's shoulder.

"Most...part...divide...drug...drug...teacher...to...get...out...things...that's...that...this...level...level."

"Only...the...great...master, who...is...I...this...excellent...medicine...medicine...can...make...magic...medicine...issue...seven...colors ... neon ... rainbow ... light!"

When he said this, Planck puffed up his chest proudly, proud of his own excellence.

After boasting himself, Planck did not forget to step on Moni and said:

"I...say...Money...no...yes...I'm...terrible, because...because...he...can't...guarantee...self...do...things...every... Every time...seven...seven...colors...neon...hong...lights, but...I...can...can!"

"Ah...so that's it! I understand!"

Hearing Planck's explanation, Samantel suddenly realized.

So, he has successfully become a pharmacist?
"Great Planck, thank you!" Shamanlell cheered belatedly, and rushed to hug Planck.

He is also infected by Pochi now, and he wants to hug him whenever he is happy.

Planck's thick waist made it almost impossible for Samantel to hug him, hanging on Planck's body like a pendant.

However, Samantel didn't mind being a pendant, and Planck didn't mind either, and a burst of cheerful laughter came from his mouth:

"Hooh~hooh~"

As Planck laughed, the thick layer of fat on his stomach began to shake, rippling like water.

The water feels so fleshy and feels so comfortable to the touch, which made Shamanleer laugh too.

"Hahahaha~"

(End of this chapter)