Chapter 1237: Mysterious library

Chapter 1237 Mysterious Library
"I've seen the psychopharmaceuticals in an ancient book of magic pharmacy before!" Petty showed a thoughtful expression: "But the specific effect is not recorded."
"Is it effective? Just drink it." Chaps picked up Ye Hao's potion without hesitation, pinched the bottle cap and drank it.
After drinking, his eyes glistened.
"This... this feeling!"
"Mr. Chapus, how does this potion feel?" Ye Hao squinted at Chapus.
"Unbelievable...this...this is really incredible." Chaps muttered to himself in surprise, as if he couldn't believe what happened to him.
"What happened to Chapus?" Dumbledore looked at Chapus suspiciously.
Chaps swallowed, he took a deep look at Ye Hao, and then said: "My... mental power has recovered."
Petty and Huo Zaoun, and Hilton are all puzzled, they don't know what this is talking about.
But Dumbledore's eyes widened.
"What are you talking about?" Dumbledore stood up directly, and an old man who looked more than a hundred years old stood up excitedly.
Seeing other people's puzzled eyes, Chaps took a deep breath and said slowly.
"Yesterday, Lord Dean and I experimented with a new magic. Most of my mental power was consumed. The normal recovery rate originally took at least ten days.
However, I drank this thing just now, and... it turned out to be 80%! "
At this moment, other people understood what it meant. Petty, Horsuoen, Chaps, Hilton and others looked at Ye Hao and the psychoactive potion in Ye Hao's hand with incredible incredibleness.
"You...what's the matter?" Ye Hao was a little surprised, it seemed that they liked their psychoactive medicine very much?
"Mr. Ye Hao, can you give us the formula of this potion. Our Magic Headquarters is willing to give generous rewards!" Dean Dumbledore said earnestly.
"Please answer me here, this psychoactive drug is very important to you? It is even comparable to that meditation drug?" Ye Hao asked curiously.
"You don't know the efficacy of this medicine?" Petty said in surprise.
"Ahem, I know a little bit. But I am a magician who became a monk halfway through." Ye Hao glanced at Hilton next to him.
Hilton explained to him: "Ye Hao thought he was a supernatural person, so he knew less about the magical world than Lena."
"It turned out to be so." Dean Dumbledore nodded, and he slowly said: "Our psychoactive potions are actually the same as the meditation potions, but the meditation potions have little effect on those of us who have certain strength.
However, psychoactive drugs can instantly restore mental power. We must know that our magicians need to consume a lot of mental power to cast spells, most of which use some powerful spells, and in this age of the end, the recovery of mental power is extremely slow.
If the mental energy is exhausted, like Chaps, you need to rest for a full month. But it is different with psychopharmaceuticals. We take psychopharmaceuticals in battle, which can keep us fighting for a long time! "
Dumbledore's eyes lit up.
This is simply a gospel brought to their magicians in the Age of Doom.
Ye Hao nodded clearly, it turned out to be such a thing, mental power.
When he used his abilities in the early days, he would have some sequelae, but he had a system bug, so he would recover soon, but these magicians were not so lucky.
"I can give you this formula, but..." Ye Hao picked up a piece of paper next to him and wrote down the formula quickly, then looked at the few people in front of him.
They all understood what Ye Hao meant.
But in the face of the psychic potion of temptation, they hesitated.
It seems that the library in this college really has a lot of good things.
Dumbledore took a deep breath: "Mr. Ye Hao, I don't know why you intend to go to the library. Compared to the dull knowledge, I can give you something else.
How about ten billion dollars? Or a few good staffs, crystal balls, magic brooms, magic scrolls! "
It seems that this library has really good things, and Dean Dumbledore is still reluctant to let Ye Hao visit it at this time.
"Money? Mr. Dean, at our level, money is nothing more than a dispensable figure. As for the other things you mentioned, I am a little interested, but I think those things are not as good as mine." Ye Hao shook his head.
Dumbledore sighed and looked at Ye Hao deeply.
"There are nine floors in the library, which symbolizes the ninth-level strength prescribed by this world. The first three floors are unconditionally open to magicians, and the fourth to sixth floors must have matching strength, or be magical. Contribute.
As for the top three floors, no one is eligible to enter except for the right to go up to the Magic Headquarters.
Mr. Ye Hao, your psychopharmaceutical is good. But I can only allow you to enter the area from the first floor to the sixth floor of the library, and you can only stay on the third floor for up to one day.
And the contents inside are only allowed to be seen, not to be taken away. I would like to remind you that everything in the library must have magic labels, even if it is put into storage items, it is useless. "
Ye Hao was silent, he made a thinking expression, and finally nodded.
"No problem, so be it."
Ye Hao put the formula of the psychoactive medicine on the table.
Several magicians breathed a sigh of relief, and then Petty excitedly picked up the formula. As a pharmacist, she was the most entitled to see here.
"Petty, you try to make it now." Dumbledore ordered to Petty.
"No problem." Petty nodded, and then started making it regardless, with the recipe, plus having seen Ye Hao make it again.
Petty, an experienced pharmacist, shouldn't have much problem making this.
"Mr. Ye Hao, let's go to the side and enjoy the food first." Dumbledore snapped his fingers, and the table that had been moved before formed a dining table in a corner, and the food on it was still steaming.
"No problem." Ye Hao knew that Dumbledore wanted Petty to test the reliability of the formula.
He didn't mind staying with these old men for a while, after all, he still had some questions to ask them.
After sitting down, everyone's attitude towards Ye Hao was obviously much better this time, and even the cold Chapus look at Ye Hao eased.
"President Dumbledore, I have something to consult." Ye Hao put down the tableware and wiped his lips with a napkin.
"Mr. Ye Hao is a magician, or a holy son, and also our honorable friend. If you have any questions, it doesn't matter what you say." Dean Dumbledore smiled.
"I met a magician before and fought with it. He is very strong, his weapon is a staff inlaid with five gems, and he also uses a large-scale teleportation magic circle."
Ye Hao added another point: "By the way, he also has a very corrosive black fire magic."
When Ye Hao's voice fell, he found that except for Lena and Olena, all the magicians present were sluggish.
Even Petty, who was experimenting, lost her mind and caused an operation error to explode, but fortunately, she used magic to suppress the explosion.