The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 136 Plants are eager
I don't even know what Moran's liquid herb essence looks like, so using on-screen commands isn't really appropriate.

Her instructions focused more on the functions of the sap of the succulent plant.

A rather vague command was given to the magic, and Moran originally thought the effect would be poor, but the effect was surprisingly good!
A ball of pale blue liquid emerged, enveloped in magical power.

There's a magical power that makes the sap plant seem to eagerly squeeze out its sap as soon as it extends its tentacles.

Moran looked at the sap-producing plant in her hand, its stem now wrinkled and brittle, and was somewhat flattered. This was going too smoothly!

She initially thought it was a coincidence, but when she put the essence of the sap of the succulent plant into an empty potion bottle for later use and continued to extract the essence of the daisy stamens, the "coincidence" happened again.

Even the final belladonna extract was no exception.

"The essence is of good quality! We can start simmering it now!" Ms. Amisa commented as she passed by.

Moran couldn't help but ask the question that had been on her mind.

"That's normal! Those with high talent in plant magic will find it easier to extract plant essence. These are the lowest-level magical plants. For a talented little witch, extracting the essence is just a matter of snapping her fingers. The clarity of the instructions is just icing on the cake."

Ms. Amisha said unsurprisedly, "Look at the other little witches... they don't have it as easy as you three little witches!"

The witch's magical talent was so good that even the sorceress envied her!
Moran looked around. Vasita had just finished extracting the essence, just like her. Sylph was much faster than the two of them and had probably been simmering for a while. The liquid in the crucible had already started to boil.

As for the other little witches, they are still extracting the essence of the sapwort. Some have already ruined several sapwort plants, while the slightly better ones have extracted from several sapwort plants before obtaining a little essence.

This plant's magical talent seems to determine the difficulty of extracting its essence.

It's really not that easy to extract the essence from every little witch.

"This plant magic talent, to put it simply, is the affinity between one's own magical power and the power of nature. The higher the talent, the easier it is to influence plants, and the easier it is to learn plant magic."

Amisha said, "So magical plants are more obedient in the hands of witches with high talent in plant magic."

Moran understood. Although her spellcasting instructions were somewhat inadequate, the magical plant was eager to help!
This feeling... is a bit special.

Looking at the three magical plants on the table, now completely wilted after their sacrifice, she suddenly felt they were quite endearing and it would be a shame to throw them away: "Vashida, does your devouring stomach eat the dregs of magical plants?"

"Eat, eat, eat!" Vasita stuffed the dregs Moran handed her into her devouring stomach, along with her own. "Huh? These dregs are more effective than regular food! If the dregs are this effective, then what about the complete magical plants..."

Amisha's veins throbbed: "The magical plants in the greenhouse are for making potions for you, not for feeding your Devouring Stomach."

With Vasita's insatiable appetite, there's no limit; she might just devour all the magical plants in Greenhouse 1!
Even if fairies could replenish the seed, it wouldn't be enough to supply Vasida's needs.

Since the school was founded, the breadfruit trees have never been replanted, and in previous years, even when more than half of them bore fruit, the little witches never picked them.

The reason for this year's replanting and expansion was not only because Moran's progress bar made the little witches frantically train their magic levels, but also because of Vasita.

Vasita's gluttonous stomach continued to grow. "..." Vasita's hopes were dashed: "Can I grow it myself?"

“Of course! If you really want to study magical plant cultivation, you can apply for the right to use a greenhouse. As for magical plant seeds, you can just ask the fairies in the greenhouse. Books related to magical plant cultivation are available in the second-year library. I'll give you a pass so you can copy them down in advance,” Amisha said.

The academy will provide support as long as you want to learn something!
“Okay! I’ll think about it some more,” Vasita said.

She hasn't even figured out how to grow vegetables yet! Growing magical plants will have to wait!
When Ms. Amisa turned around and went back to Moran's side, Moran called out to her again: "Dean, there's still something I don't quite understand. Witches are supposed to have high magical talent in all elements, right? Why are magical plants obedient to us because of our high talent, while the farm tools they infect, especially the big hoe, are so... so rebellious towards us?"

“They have different temperaments! Plants grow quietly on the ground day by day, and except for a very few, they are generally very good-tempered. This is in line with the characteristics of the forces of nature. Farm tools, on the other hand, have a more volatile temper. If you make them do so much work, their goodwill towards you will be diminished.” Amisha said without hesitation.

Moran: "..."

Does this mean I'm giving you a death sentence, and you can't do any work?

What's the difference between extracting plant essences and killing the plants?
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

She obediently began heating the crucible and brewing the potion.

First, add the essence of the sap grass, and as the book says, use a small flame about the size of a thumb to heat it slowly.

After the first boil, remove the flame and let the bubbles disappear. Then, heat it back to a boil. Repeat this process three times. Finally, pour in the daisy stamen essence.

This time, after it has completely cooled down and the crucible is no longer hot to the touch, add the belladonna extract and simmer over low heat, stirring constantly with a long-handled spoon, three times clockwise and three times counterclockwise.

Boil and boil, and the steam rising from the crucible gradually decreases.

Then suddenly the liquid calmed down and emitted a ring of medicinal mist.

Become!

"Excellent! The medicinal mist is dense and solid, and the liquid is crystal clear—it's top-grade! Your technique is very skillful!" Amisha praised, "It's truly remarkable that you produced such a top-grade product on your first try!"

The medicinal mist emitted by Sylph's potion, which was brewed before hers, and that of Vasita's, which was brewed slightly later, was much looser and could only be considered inferior.

"Sylph didn't get the timing and heat right just now, and Vasita, you stirred too fast! Moran, cook another pot and show them!"

Moran nodded, set the pot aside to cool, extracted the essence again, and brewed another batch of recovery potion in another crucible.

It worked again; the mist of medicine that came out was just as tight as before.

If there's any secret to her success, it's that she has a great memory, making her very good at imitation.

Ms. Amisha remembered every detail of the timing and force of each movement during her demonstration, so she could simply copy it exactly.