《Memoirs of Karas Pesuto》Chapter 8: First week of travel
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Diary entry 8
Woke up with tired eyes.
Bone-strengthening pills (25 pills)
Ingredients:
25 Fish scales 50 ml of dead slime
Steps to create the drug (25 pills)
Place all of the fish scales into a hot glass beaker Pour in 50 ml of slime. Wait for all of the ingredients to melt while maintaining the heat. Wait for the liquid to cool down and pour the liquid out into an open rack and separate the liquid using a metal plate into 25 even pieces. Leave the pills in the rack within darkness for 24 hours.
Cautions:
After consumption, your reflexes will be slightly slower. DO NOT CONSUME MORE THAN 1. YOUR REFLEXES WILL BECOME TOO SLOW.
Nothing of interest happened today. My master only gave me notes on all of the plant life of the areas she was in.
I’m Karas Pesuto and this is my second day of travel.
Diary entry 9
Woke up one hour earlier than usual. I wanted to go back to sleep, but since I wanted to accelerate the process of my life-extension, I decided to keep myself awake and try to find some ingredients. And I found some blueberries. They will do.
Corruption curing mix
Ingredients:
15 blueberries 100 ml of dead slime 1 mg of “Armageddon’s meteor” A drop of blood of the person you wish to use the serum on
Steps to create the mix
Mash the blueberries using a mortar into a juice-like substance and mix the juice with the 100 ml of dead slime and the blood of the person you wish to use it on with a metal stick. Using a brush, brush the corruption spots, bulges on the skin, the throat, stomach, and all possible scratches or bruises with the blueberry liquid. Wait for 15 minutes, for the liquid to stick onto the skin Take the mg of “Armageddon’s meteor” using a pair of pliers and hover the same piece over the coated areas of the body.
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Cautions:
Use protective gear when handling the mg of “Armageddon’s meteor” to protect yourself from the energies of the meteor. Rubber gloves, a protection mask, two layers of clothing, DO NOT DROP THE METEOR PIECE ON THE PATIENT. THEIR CONDITION WILL ONLY WORSEN.
Now I just have to get to the western continent. I have to get that mg of the meteor. It’s one of the rarest ingredients I ever used. Oddly enough, a single mg is dangerous. It causes “Corruption” but I use it for treating corruption because it drains it from the human system. The blueberry layer is there to ensure that the skin will not get damaged in the process. I’m jumping ahead of myself. My glorious future will come eventually. Patience.
I’m Karas Pesuto and this is my third day of travel.
Diary entry 13
Woke up with a terrible headache. And with some flowers in my hand.
We made a quick stop at a farm to get some supplies. And a sheep ate some of my diary entries. Entries 10 to 12 to be specific. I didn’t lose much, but now I’ll most definitely forget those three days. But I don’t think that I want to remember. I’d rather live without those three days. Except for my twelfth entry. I got hit in the head so I don’t remember much of that day. I only remember the everyday routine, me killing a slime, which is odd because slimes come out of their caves in groups. Maybe it’s just my memory. But I also remember me giving the central organ of the same slime to some sort of a humanoid slender figure in an equal amount of black and white clothes. It wore a very bizarre and yet familiar outfit. I don’t remember its face if it had one and the only thing I heard it say was gibberish. Some sort of screeching noise with a repetitious interruption always happening at random instances. Expect a single phrase. “It’s a deal then.” in a high-pitched, mischievous tone. Suddenly, I felt as if I got hit in the head and I lost my consciousness. I only woke up today with a hand full of mana boosting flowers. They’re perfect for my condition. Since I can use magic, my immunity system never developed to protect my body because just like when a drug is used on the body that specific action ceases to function because the body thinks that the same drug will do it instead. Same principle here, my body is capable of using magic, and because of that, my immunity system doesn’t work as well. The problem is that because I can’t produce a lot of mana, my magic can’t create protection that’s the same as an immunity system. Grateful for this, but I’m genuinely confused as to who gave me these. As well as, why and how. Emphasis on the “how?” These plants grow during the summer season, and it is currently spring. Maybe it’s the “Wave,” which would be plausible. Since this continent’s plant life is in absolute disarray, It wouldn't be too far-fetched to assume that different plants grow in different seasons. But that figure is something else. I know I’ve seen it somewhere, it’s so hard to remember where. Like a dream, it fades from your memory as it is treated as useless information. I’ll stop writing for a while. I need to make a special perfume to constantly have that smell in my nostrils to have a constant amplifier of my mana. I can’t stuff my face with flowers so it’s better if I make perfume. I don’t know how to make perfume so my master will help me.
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Perfume of mana amplification
Ingredients:
Dark-colored glass bottle 2 tablespoons of clean water 2½ ounces of “God water” (alcoholic drink) A filter ½ ounce of jojoba oil 25 drops of concentrated mana flower oil
Steps to create the perfume
Add the jojoba oil to the dark-colored glass bottle. Add the concentrated flower oil. Add 2½ ounces of “God water” Shake the bottle for a couple of minutes, and then let it sit for between 48 hours to six weeks. The scent will change over time, becoming strongest at around six weeks. (I’ll only need 48 hours.) When the scent is where you want it to be, add 2 tablespoons of spring water to the perfume. Shake the bottle to mix the perfume, and then filter it through a filter before pouring it into its final bottle. Pour it into the final bottle.
Cautions:
Do not use a clear bottle. It’ll ruin the concentration of the concentrated oil that you’re using.
Now I have to wait for 2 days to use my perfume. I’m grateful that I have a teacher that knows how to create perfumes. Otherwise, I would have to wait for an entire year or so to get my plague mask and store the mana flowers in the beak.
I’m Karas pesuto and this is my sixth day of travel.
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