C22 Production of Evolution Potion!
Lin Yi gazed at the Rock Split Lizard, lost in thought. He was meticulously examining its attributes, combining the system's panel with the knowledge he had acquired.
"So handsome," Nuo Juan murmured, equally entranced by Lin Yi's profile.
"What's wrong? Am I so handsome that you're mesmerized?" Lin Yi quipped, turning to touch his face with a self-admiring grin.
"Ah!" Nuo Juan, suddenly coming back to reality, blushed deeply.
"Well, I... do like it," she admitted in a hushed tone.
Her voice was faint, but Lin Yi heard her clearly.
"Cough, cough!" Lin Yi coughed to cover his embarrassment and swiftly steered the conversation elsewhere. "Your little one is training well. Aim to reach the peak of bronze two within five days."
He handed her a bottle of growth pills, "Once Fatty collects all the necessary materials, I'll help you with the little one's evolution."
"Alright," Nuo Juan responded.
...
"Just a bit more!"
That evening, Fatty lay sprawled on the ground, the picture of despair.
"Pfft, pfft," the Sapling Tusk Boar ambled over, gently prodding Fatty's belly.
"Go away—don't bother me!" Fatty grumbled, pushing the pig's head aside with a look of annoyance.
"Pfft, pfft."
"Come on, Fatty, get up. We've got work to do," Zhong Qin urged, nudging his leg with her foot.
"Alright, alright!" Fatty quickly scrambled to his feet at Zhong Qin's command.
"Quickly! Fatty, bring out the herbs," Lin Yi prompted as soon as Fatty was upright.
"Okay, okay!"
Lin Yi was now heating water on a special stove. To the discerning eye, this stove bore a striking resemblance to a pill furnace. It was spherical with a round lid on top and four small round handles on the side, its surface as pitch-black as the well-used bottom of a common iron pot.
But this stove was anything but ordinary. Lin Yi had spent nearly a month perfecting it. Among the hundreds of iron pots he had tested, this one had the most stable flame control. Lin Yi had even had Fatty commission an experienced blacksmith to craft it.
Today marked the first time it was put to the test.
...
"Silverstar Flower petals!" Lin Yi, fixated on the stove, commanded without looking back.
"Plop!"
The sweat-drenched Fatty, standing by the stove, hastily retrieved the Silverstar Flower petals and tossed them into the flames upon hearing Lin Yi's instruction.
Moments later, the pot's clear water turned a pale green, with bubbles beginning to drift up from within.
"Fire Essence Powder!"
"Hu hu~" Fatty carefully measured and weighed a generous amount of Fire Essence Powder before sprinkling it into the pot.
"Plop plop! Gurgling~"
Suddenly, the pot bubbled vigorously as a plume of yellow gas wafted out.
"It's toxic, open the window for ventilation..." Lin Yi, covering his mouth, instructed as he eyed the mist before him.
"Mmm~" Zhong Qin, who was already by the window, quickly opened it while covering her mouth.
Nuo Juan, too, hastened to activate the room's air exchange feature.
It wasn't until the yellow gas had cleared and the stove ceased emitting poisonous fumes that Lin Yi extinguished the flame beneath the stove and handed Fatty a special stick made from a particular type of wood.
"Fatty... stir it, and quickly!"
"Oh... Okay!" Fatty responded, clutching the wooden stick tightly and stirring vigorously.
As time passed, his stirring slowed.
"Yi~ Is it done yet? I'm out of strength," Fatty, panting and tongue out, said to Lin Yi.
However, Lin Yi, while pouring a small bottle of gray liquid into the mix, encouraged him, "Think of your father's hopeful gaze, the daily foolishness of the pig's head, and the beautiful, mighty Familiars at the high school!"
At that moment, Lin Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, the sudden surge of malice behind him making him think he was in grave danger.
"Understood!"
"Huff... Huff..." Fatty's forehead bulged with veins as he gasped for air, summoning all his strength to keep stirring.
It was only after some time that Lin Yi let the exhausted Fatty stop, who by then was as tired as a dog.
"It's done."
"Ah! Finally, it's over. I'm absolutely exhausted!"
Fatty tossed the wooden stick aside and collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
Lin Yi shook his head, paying no mind to Fatty sprawled on the ground.
He turned his attention to the potion bubbling in the boiler and silently summoned the system in his mind, "Scan!"
"Beep! Scanning..."
Name: Flame Pig King Support Evolution Potion (Exclusive to Pig's Head)
Type: Support
Materials: Silver Star Flower Petals, Fire Essence Powder, Blazing Flame Vine...
Effect: Assists the Sapling Tusk Boar in evolving into the Flame Pig King. (Success rate: 73%)
Evaluation: The Silver Star Flower Petals are slightly immature, there's an excess of ten grams of Fire Essence Powder, and the stirring time was too short with uneven force (details:...)
Total Score: 53
"There are quite a few errors..." Lin Yi mused to himself.
But it wasn't a significant issue. After all, this was the first time Lin Yi was officially using the system's information to craft an evolution potion.
He recognized the shortcomings in this attempt and knew they could be gradually corrected in the future.
Moreover, despite the low score of the potion, the high success rate was promising—a 73% chance of success was nearly a sure thing.
"How does it look?" Nuo Juan inquired, her concern evident.
Lin Yi pondered briefly before responding, "It should work out fine."
"Pfft! Pfft!"
The sound of the Sapling Tusk Boar unexpectedly filled everyone's ears.
Unbeknownst to the group, the Sapling Tusk Boar had been lured by the scent of the evolution potion and had stealthily approached the stove.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
The Sapling Tusk Boar was seen frantically circling the stove.
Everyone burst into laughter.
The boar seemed desperate to reach the potion, but due to its short stature and hefty weight, it couldn't manage to grab or jump high enough. Yet, in its attempt, it contorted its plump body into various comical positions.
"Haha, Pig's Head, are you a bit slow?" Fatty chuckled, finding humor even when it came to his own familiar.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" Seemingly picking up on Fatty's mockery, the Sapling Tusk Boar stopped its futile attempts to reach the stove. Instead, it turned and charged straight at Fatty, who was still lying on the ground.
The man sprawled on the ground, his face contorting in shock.
"Damn!" He scrambled to his feet, desperate to dodge the oncoming blow from the pig's head.
But... the pig's head collided squarely with his rear.
"Ah!"
He tumbled over several times, unable to control himself, as his buttocks swelled up from the impact.
"Pfft! Haha..." The onlookers burst into even louder laughter.
At that moment...
The man, clutching his swollen backside, lamented pitifully to the crowd, "Ouch! You find this funny? Someone give me a hand here!"
