The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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"How about it? Tempted? Anything made by me is guaranteed to be top-notch! I guarantee you'll get more than your money's worth and your strength will skyrocket!"

Upon hearing Popota's confident declaration, Han Ning asked, "How exactly should we do it?"

Popota stretched out its two chubby fins and said confidently:

"Without suitable materials and tools, how can I help you make the potion? As for tools... I can make some simple ones on the spot, but you have to get the materials for me."

Before Han Ning could respond, Popota rattled off a string of strange and unusual names like reciting a menu:

"First, you need powder made from the mother-of-pearl layer of a black-veined giant clam shell that is at least fifty years old, and it must contain the cold marrow of the deep sea."

"Then there is the extract of live tidal coral polyps, which must be collected during the diurnal phase change."

"And the sap of shadow seaweed, which must grow at a depth of 3,000 meters below the ocean trench, in the dark."

"The most, most, most crucial thing is to have the blood of either the whale-like or red ray species..."

He spoke faster and faster, and his words became increasingly obscure. Han Ning felt dizzy listening to him and quickly raised his hand to interrupt him:

"Stop! I've never heard of any of these things you're talking about. However, we brought back quite a few things from the merfolk ruins. You can go and see if there's anything usable."

With that, Han Ning, carrying the floating indigo orb, turned toward the passage leading to the treasures of the fishman ruins.

Popota controlled the orb, following closely behind, muttering to himself:

"The murlocs' collection? Hmph, what good stuff could those poor and barbaric bastards possibly have... Let's just take a look."

The man and the fish arrived at a warehouse specifically for storing items from the fish-man relics.

Here are piles of various boxes, shell containers, ores, and strange marine materials brought out of the temple, their energy fluctuations intertwined and their lights varied.

Popota manipulated the orb to float inside, its fish eyes scanning left and right, its fish face displaying anthropomorphic disdain:

"Tsk...a bunch of junk."

Han Ning couldn't help but cough, reminding him, "Watch your words. You were also found in this pile of garbage."

Popota was speechless for a moment, and even the arc of the flying pearl froze for a second.

Although he was sharp-tongued, his actions never stopped.

With a gentle waving of his fins, an invisible, aquamarine wave emanated from the pearl.

Among the materials he despised in the warehouse, a small portion seemed to be summoned and floated up on their own.

Several pieces of unusually colored minerals, some sealed crystal bottles of liquid, several bundles of seaweed of different colors, and even several huge pieces of strange shells...

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of materials detached from their original positions and slowly rotated around the jewel surrounding Popo Tower, emitting various colors of light and making the warehouse appear bizarre and colorful.

Popota looked at the materials she had chosen and said with great reluctance:

Chapter 269 Found a treasure

"Hmm... so-so. Although they are all low-grade goods, the variety is quite complete."

"Using these things, it's impossible to fully tap into your life potential, but..." He looked at Chairman Wu, Zhao Kai, Xu Ming, and the others who had followed Han Ning, and said,

“It’s more than enough for these weaker guys.”

"Okay, then you try making some potions for them." Han Ning smiled, wanting to see if Popota was just bragging.

"Hmph, watch closely, this is a rare learning opportunity for you."

Without further ado, Popota controlled the hundreds of floating materials, which drifted back to the Fountain of Life on their own.

He chose to start his work on a relatively flat open space next to the spring.

Lacking the tools to make potions, Popota made them himself.

He asked Han Ning to bring some metal ore and those huge empty giant clam shells.

The Popota fish's fins tapped together, and the pearl shone with a brilliant blue light. A condensed stream of water shot out like a high-pressure water jet, precisely cutting through the metal ore.

They quickly produced several oddly shaped grinding bowls with spiral patterns and small curved tubes.

They also used the hard giant clam shell and a dark blue mineral that could spontaneously generate low temperatures to piece together a simple platform that constantly emitted wisps of cold air.

With all the tools ready, Popota's pharmaceutical ceremony officially began.

His method of making medicine was completely different from what Han Ning had imagined, and it was full of the unique style of the deep-sea race.

Instead of lighting a fire, they manipulated the spring water of the Fountain of Life, creating several streams that swept up different materials for cleaning and soaking.

For some juices that need to be extracted, the material is wrapped in a highly compressed water sphere, and the pressure is suddenly applied to squeeze out the essence instantly.

During grinding, the suspended water flow carries the material and rotates it at high speed in a specially designed grinding bowl, producing a deep hum that mimics the cutting force of deep-sea currents.

When mixing is needed, multiple liquids are suspended in front of him as round water droplets, which are then instantly frozen into ice beads by his extremely cold air currents. He then manipulates the water flow like a grinding wheel to polish the surface of the ice beads, allowing the different components to blend perfectly in the solid state.

Throughout the process, a peculiar "watery" smell permeated the air.

It has the salty smell of seawater, the taste of minerals, and the freshness of plants...

Popota was completely focused, his large, bright blue eyes gleaming, and his thick fins as nimble as human fingers.

Without being able to see what he was doing, the various materials were fused together and set aside, ready for use at any time.

The onlookers, including Han Ning, watched intently.

This method of drug production was something they had never heard of or seen before.

About an hour later, ten vials of medicine, each containing a test tube-shaped ice crystal, appeared on the cold platform in front of Popota.

These medicines are deep blue, giving them a sense of unfathomable depth, like the deep sea.

"It's done!"

Popota let out a long sigh, a hint of fatigue showing on his fish-like face.

"This is a specially made potion of the power of the Abyss. Its effects... can greatly increase muscle and bone density and indirectly tap into the body's potential. The side effects are that you may feel a little cold for a few hours after taking it, and you may have a strong craving for sashimi."

With a flick of his fin, a test tube flew steadily toward Han Ning.

Han Ning took it; it was icy cold to the touch.

He smelled it but didn't find anything unusual.

Then Popota's gaze swept across the crowd, finally settling on Xu Ming, who exuded a calm and composed aura.

“That guy, yes, you. You seem to be the weakest. Come here, you can try the medicine first.”

"boss……"

"Go."

Xu Ming paused for a moment, then looked at Han Ning, who nodded at him.

Without further hesitation, Xu Ming strode forward, took the other vial of medicine handed to him by Popota, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

"Tsk..."

He smacked his lips, feeling the medicine cool as it entered his mouth, as if he had swallowed a salty, fishy block of ice.

As it slid down the throat, it quickly transformed into a violent burst of energy, which then exploded.

"Uh……"

Suddenly, Xu Ming's body trembled slightly.

"So hot, so hot!"

His exposed skin turned bright red, then flashed with a faint blue light.

The muscles throughout the body twitched slightly uncontrollably, and the bones made a soft crackling sound.

"Hey...it's so cold."

He instinctively curled up, then suddenly felt countless cold currents rushing through his body, while at the same time a scorching power surged from the deepest part of his body.

This feeling came quickly and went quickly.

After a dozen seconds, the strange phenomenon gradually subsided.

Xu Ming slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and his breath condensed into a long white ribbon in the air.

He subconsciously clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, and an expression of unbelievable surprise appeared on his face:

"What a peculiar feeling... My body feels so much lighter, and I'm full of energy!"

He moved his hands and feet slightly, the movement creating a dull whistling sound.

"what!"

Xu Ming mustered his strength and swung his iron axe in the air.

As he swung the iron axe, the muscles in his arms naturally tensed, and a layer of black iron-like luster condensed on his fair skin.

Even the iron axe gleamed with a barely perceptible dark light.

"boom!"

The iron axe rubbed against the air, producing a sharp sonic boom, and a surging airflow exploded outwards, blowing the hair of those around them flying.

Popota watched Xu Ming's transformation with satisfaction and nodded at the large fish head:

"Hmm, the effect is not bad. My skills have not been wasted. His physical fitness has improved by about 30%, and his potential has also been stimulated by a little."

"As for you..."

He turned to Han Ning, a hint of regret on his face.

“You are different from them. You have a much stronger foundation. These medicines made from scraps will probably have little effect on you. At most, they can make you feel a little refreshed. If you want them to be truly effective, you will have to find the good materials on my list.”

"The most crucial element is the blood of the terror whale and the red ray. Any creature with their bloodline will also be acceptable; I can extract it. Other materials are relatively easy to obtain."

Popota emphasized this point again.

"What are whales and red ray tadpoles?"

"One of the Ten Deep-Sea Tribes, cough cough, the Ten Deep-Sea Tribes are Blood Shark, Terror Whale, Tide Watcher, Red Ray, Frost Ling, Azure Dragon, Black Dragon, Sea Princess, Tide-Calling Jellyfish, Deep-Sea Coral..."

"These ten races are the overlords of the ocean, leading all the seas of the Origin World, and are beings that can rival the Origin Race."

"They're so powerful, it'll probably be very difficult to get their blood," Han Ning said worriedly.

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