Chapter 1147: SS-level Evolution Potion Formula
Inside the wooden house.
Zhu Gang was sitting in front of a stove, boiling some kind of medicine in a non-stick pan.
Hearing the footsteps, Zhu Gang frowned.
"Xiaobai, I told you long ago that I'm going to refine the beast-feeding pill today, so don't bother me if you have nothing else to do..."
When he saw that the door was open, he saw that the person outside the door was not Xiaobai who came to ask for the Beast Feeding Pills openly or secretly.
Zhu Gang was stunned.
He rubbed his eyes hard, then stared at Zhao Yin and his three fellow tribesmen in disbelief.
Then he fell to his knees with a thud.
“Wuwuwu… Master, you actually found the pig tribe…!”
Zhu Gang burst into tears.
No one knows the loneliness of not seeing a single member of the tribe for hundreds of years.
No one could understand Zhu Gang's mood at this moment.
He was like a madman, dancing and kowtowed to Zhao Yin, then facing the door and kowtowing to the sky.
“Woo woo… Pig God bless my people, there are still some alive… woo woo woo…!”
Now, Zhu Gang drinks pine nuts and looks much younger, but his back is still thin and hunched.
Zhao Yin felt a little sad when he heard this. He thought of the Ninth Battlefield and the current situation of the human race.
I wonder if the human race will be in the same situation thousands of years from now.
Three young pigs were also looking at Zhu Gang.
Before they arrived, there were a large number of tribesmen around them, and they were not as excited as Zhu Gang.
After a while, Zhu Gang came to his senses, wiped his tears, and knelt in front of Zhao Yin again.
"Zhu Gang deserves death, he brought shame to his master!"
Zhao Yin patted his shoulder: "It's okay, how are you doing recently?"
Zhao Yin hasn't visited this old pigman for more than half a year.
Over the past six months, the original tens of thousands of Cang beasts have now grown to more than 100,000!
Nearly half of the small blue beasts have grown into big blue beasts.
All this is thanks to Zhu Gang, who worked day and night to refine the beast-feeding pills!
"Master, here, I have good food and shelter. The humans and mutants here treat me very well."
At this time, Zhu Gang's face was full of smiles.
It was the first time that Zhao Yin saw this old pigman so happy.
Zhu Gang took out a space ring and handed it to Zhao Yin.
"Master, these are the thousands of bottles of evolution potions I have made in the past six months while refining the Beast Feeding Pills."
Zhao Yin opened the space ring and took a look. There were about eight thousand bottles of healing potions, all of them were A-grade!
"Thank you for your kindness. From now on, Zhu Dan and Zhu Yao will accompany you to make medicine!"
The two pig women bowed deeply to Zhu Gang.
Zhu Gang is not as talented as them, but he is the elder among the same clan, so they behave very respectfully to him.
"No, no, no. Seeing you coming to the master, I feel relieved!" Zhu Gang laughed.
Zhao Yin immediately asked Zhu Yao about refining the SS-level evolution potion.
Zhu Gang once mentioned that there are many pharmacists among the human race today who know the formula of SS-level evolution potions.
However, the materials used for refining have long been extinct.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yao immediately frowned and looked embarrassed.
"Master, I do know the recipe for SS-level Evolution Potion, and I can also make SS-level Evolution Potion with lower-level materials, but...!"
"Just what?" Zhao Yin was shocked.
"But even if it is a lower-grade material, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the master to find it now."
Zhu Yao explained without waiting for Zhao Yin to ask:.
"The biggest difference between the formula of SS-level evolution potion and the lower-level formula is that it requires the fusion of three drops of blood from gods of different races!"
Zhao Yin was stunned!
The blood of gods?
Or three different races?
At this moment, he finally understood why there were rumors that the materials had disappeared!
"It's not the materials that are extinct, but the human race is too weak nowadays." Zhao Yin murmured.
It is absolutely impossible for ordinary humans to obtain the blood of alien gods!
Even for the human king, it would probably be extremely difficult!
At this moment, Zhao Yin also had some guesses in his mind about the situation of the human race on the ninth battlefield.
All the strong men he had seen who had taken SS-level evolution potions were hundreds or thousands of years old.
It is almost impossible to see anyone who has taken SS-level evolution potion within the past hundred years!
"The blood of a god is not the blood from the brow. It is nothing to the gods of other races."
"A foreign god with a lot of blood in his body!"
“Perhaps, thousands of years ago, there were still humans who could hunt gods for their blood and left behind a stockpile!”
“Now, the stock is depleted!”
At this moment, Zhao Yin felt extremely depressed. The more he knew, the more he felt the difficulties of the human race.
"In the Ninth Battlefield, all the human race's rumored materials have disappeared. I'm afraid the king deliberately covered up the truth!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid all ordinary humans will fall into despair! They will no longer be able to pick up their swords, and they will no longer have the confidence to protect their tribe!"
If the material is really extinct, they may find it suddenly, so they will still look for it with hope...
But now, it seems like a vicious cycle. The weaker the human race is, the less likely it is to obtain the blood of the gods.
The less blood the human race gets from the gods, the weaker it will become... and in this cycle, the human race... will be forever trapped in darkness!
"Master, with my SSS-level talent, I can purify the purity of alien blood power!"
"But to replace the three drops of god's blood, ten demigods of different races are needed!"
"Take one drop of blood from the brow of each demigod, and one drop of blood from the brow of a quasi-god!"
In Zhu Yao's opinion, although Zhao Yin has powerful attributes, he is still far from being a demigod.
What's more, we need a quasi-god?
Therefore, she felt that even with her talent, it would still be difficult for Zhao Yin to gather all the materials.
When Zhao Yin heard this, he was distracted again!
"Can a demigod be replaced?"
"I need the blood from the eyebrows of ten different demigods, and the blood from the eyebrows of a quasi-god!"
"Are you sure?" At this moment, Zhao Yin was afraid that he had heard it wrong.
Zhu Yao saw her expression and froze. He shook his head blankly: "Master, I am not wrong!"
Zhao Yin suddenly felt as if there was light at the end of the tunnel!
Killing a demigod was not a difficult task for him. In fact, Zhao Yin had already killed one.
Even against quasi-gods, Zhao Yin has a way to deal with them!
Four-winged angel Galan!
In his prime, Jia Lan possessed terrifying attributes and was close to being a quasi-god.
As long as his strength is improved, wouldn't he be a quasi-god?
Zhao Yin couldn't kill the quasi-god in his prime, but he pierced his soul with the Soul-Suppressing Nail and then imprisoned him in the Immortality Prison built by the Corpse Demon God himself...
Can’t you get even a drop of blood from the center of your eyebrows?
At this moment, in Zhao Yin's eyes, Zhu Yao's pig head seemed to become beautiful.
"Zhu Yao, you, Zhu Dan, and Zhu Gang should concentrate on refining the medicine here. I will get the materials for you!"
"Really?" Zhu Yao immediately became excited.
She has never refined an SS-level evolution potion, which is the biggest regret for a top alchemist.
Zhao Yin nodded and glanced at Zhu Dan beside him.
"Master, among the pill recipes I have, the most useful one for you is the Bone Calming Pill, followed by the Wind Control Pill and the Diamond Pill!"
"The missing materials are the flesh, bones, and internal organs of gods. But with my SSS-level alchemy talent, I only need ten demigods of different races!"
Zhu Dan also looked at Zhao Yin expectantly.
Obviously, she also hoped that Zhao Yin could get the materials for alchemy.