"That's what I was thinking too, so I'm guessing the medicine I need might be on your clothes?"

Kevin couldn't be sure either.

These words puzzled Mido, but he didn't pretend and immediately took off the jacket he was wearing.

The distinctive ethnic clothing worn on the outside is clearly not a robe, but rather a garment resembling a cloak.

"These are just ordinary clothes, if they can help you."

Kevin accepted it and said, "Thank you."

He reached out and placed his hand on the fabric, slowly examining it.

When his hand touched his chest, that subtle sensation returned, so subtle that Kevin would have been completely oblivious if he hadn't been so focused.

"This is it."

Upon hearing this, Mito curiously looked at his own clothes, but he couldn't find any so-called "medicinal herbs" on them.

The shawl is predominantly blue, with orange-yellow accents on the edges and in the center.

The whole outfit has a strong ethnic feel, though it's unclear which ethnic style it comes from.

"This button... there's only this button."

Kevin, holding the button, turned to look at Mito.

Mito nodded: "No problem, just take it off. It's nothing precious."

Although it's handmade, it's not really worth much.

"Thank you," Kevin said again, taking off the button.

After careful examination, it was discovered that the button uses a special interlayer structure in the middle, which makes the entire button look more harmonious and adds a touch of elegance.

If Kevin hadn't sensed the material he wanted from it, it would have been nothing more than a finely crafted button.

Pry open the button, and you'll find something that looks like dried flower petals sandwiched in the middle.

"So there's this kind of material inside the buttons." Mido was also surprised, not expecting it.

Kevin looked at the button and suddenly asked, "Do you know where else you can find these flower petals? Or do you have any left?"

Every material that could arouse Kevin's desire was extremely precious.

Mito shook his head: "I don't know. This dress was made by an old woman in the clan, but the buttons were probably made by someone else. I don't know either."

I'll have to go back and ask before I can get an answer.

After saying that, he added, "However, you'd better not get your hopes up too high. The area we were in at the time this garment was made was no longer on this continent."

"Hmm?" Kevin asked, somewhat puzzled.

Mito explained, “I come from a nomadic people, which is not quite accurate to say, but we do migrate every now and then.”

I know about migration, but is it right to migrate to another continent?

"Besides, I came here to travel, and since I've finally managed to get out, I don't really want to go back so soon."

"Really? That's a shame." Kevin said with some regret, but he wasn't one to force anyone.

After thinking for a moment, I wrote down my phone number.

"This is my number. If you find any information about it, please let me know. It's very important to me."

I will give you appropriate compensation, or if you need anything, if it is within my ability.

Mito took the slip of paper and looked at the number on it, appearing somewhat conflicted.

"Is it too much trouble? If it really is, then forget it."

Mido looked at Kevin, and to be honest, Kevin's performance was very sincere.

He gritted his teeth, came up with a plan, and said, "How about this, I will notify you when the time comes to go to a certain town or region."

Wait at the place I designate, and I'll let you know what I know after a while. If there's any stock, I'll deliver it myself.

Although Kevin was puzzled, he nodded without hesitation.

"Thank you for your help.

He was already thinking about what kind of reward he should give the other party.

"Let's eat now that we've finished talking. I ordered such a big meal; it's not fun eating barbecue alone."

Kevin handed a bottle of beer to the other person as he spoke.

Mido accepted the glass, thought for a moment, and smiled. The two clinked glasses.

The meal lasted until late at night, and with enough money, the boss decided to work all night.

"Wow, that's amazing! You can actually finish all of that? Is your stomach some kind of giant pouch?"

A slightly flushed midwife patted Kevin on the shoulder and asked with a loud laugh.

"Haha, that's nothing."

"Speaking of which, with your strength, why did it take you several months to reach the 160th floor?"

It only took Mito half a month to get here; his goal was to reach the 200th floor.

"This is also a form of spiritual practice, drink!"

"Okay, drink!"

The two chatted while eating and drinking.

They didn't leave until the moon was high in the sky.

Although he drank a lot, Kevin was not drunk. He looked at the few dried petals in the button in his hand.

"I don't know if this is enough."

Chapter Twenty-Six: New Drug X-Rank System

Kevin was busy in the lab.

After obtaining the materials he wanted from Mito yesterday, he immediately immersed himself in the experiment.

The experiment went very smoothly, and this material is indeed an extremely peculiar and precious substance.

Moreover, it is an excellent binder, as if it were made for bronze scales.

If this material is used as a fusion agent, at least half of the potions Kevin has on hand will see some improvement in quality.

The two materials that had previously failed to produce the desired effect due to the lack of a suitable fusion agent, yet which had also aroused great interest, now have the potential to be made into a satisfactory finished product.

Today, Kevin, having had a good rest, is in top condition.

A pharmaceutical counter appeared in front of him.

He placed the materials that he had prepared beforehand on it.

Libra: Two-Headed Wolf Shedding Horns

Silver Scales: Moon Milk Opal

Copper Scale: Unknown petals (dried and crushed)

[Effect: Qi becomes more sensitive to emotions and will, and can provide subtle feedback.]

"The qi I've cultivated so far should be enough as an energy source," Kevin thought to himself.

This time, he used only the rarest materials at hand; he only had one of each, whether it was a shed horn or an unknown flower petal.

If the experiment fails, the losses will be enormous.

However, based on his understanding and application of Nen over the past few months, he felt that his current ki should be sufficient to meet his needs.

Even if there are some fluctuations during the process, they should be within an acceptable range.

Kevin took a deep breath, his energy suddenly burst forth, and he instantly entered a state of "absolute power".

All the gas rushed into the pharmaceutical machine.

The scale pan spun so fast that it was impossible to see clearly; only a blurry, indistinct circle could be made out.

Half an hour passed, and Kevin began to sweat.

An hour passed, and Kevin's face had turned pale and he was covered in sweat.

An hour and a half passed, and Kevin looked extremely weak, his eyes were half-closed, and he had to support himself with one hand on the table next to him.

I can't hold on much longer.

The problem is that Kevin has no way of knowing how much longer it will take to refine the potion.

During the pharmaceutical manufacturing process, the entire manufacturing station will continue to operate at full speed until the final success, without providing any feedback.

Kevin felt dizzy and his vision blurred. He could only rely on his strong will to stay awake and not fall asleep.

Hang in there, just a little longer.

In his judgment, even if more air was needed than he had anticipated, it shouldn't be this much more, and it should be completed soon.

Let's persevere a little longer, otherwise the losses will be devastating if we fail.

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