Su Jie looked at Lin Qian'an and could not stop trying to dissuade him. He could only continue to watch Lin Qian'an conduct the experiment.

What exactly is the formula for the witch potion vaccine?

Lin Qian'an was thinking desperately. He didn't understand, nor did he understand what the witch medicine vaccine Su Jie was talking about was.

If that kind of vaccine can be produced in large quantities, the raw materials must not be too precious. There is no reason why he would not think of it.

But Su Jie also said that he kept it secret and would not elaborate on it when asked.

What is so special about that thing that it deserves to be treated like this?

While thinking about it, Lin Qian'an was also conducting experiments.

His eyes are now bloodshot. He hasn't been so tired for a long time since he got the game computer and cleared the first game.

While shaking the measuring cup, Lin Qian'an stumbled suddenly and barely managed to stand up with her left hand on the table.

"Hiss~!"

Lin Qian'an picked up her left hand and took a look. It turned out that the palm of her hand was accidentally pricked by the collection needle on the table.

He did not stop the experiment. After taking out the collection needle, he placed his left hand on the measuring cup and continued to refine the witch medicine.

Along with the consumption of mental power, the liquid in the cup also began to change.

And at this moment, a drop of blood fell into the cup.

The next moment, the witch medicine was successfully refined.

In confusion, Lin Qianan received feedback from the witch medicine.

[Reconcile, optimize.]
Chapter completed!