Sweet spicy grass, a special spice, is rarely seen in ordinary markets that dried and ground into powder, most of which are directly sent to the upper class, and aristocrats and capitalists cannot stop.

As for why it is so popular, there is a reason.

Ordinary people only know that adding sweet and spicy grass to meat dishes, stir-frying or stewing can add a special flavor to the food and greatly increase appetite.

People who know how to talk about this sweet and spicy grass often mention its other effect - sleep aid.

Simply adding food flavor is a substitute. As long as other spices or seasonings are matched correctly, they can also be achieved. The key lies in the subsequent effect.

Mix sweet and spicy grass into the soup and drink it will have a great sleep aid effect at night. Generally speaking, you only need to drink a small bowl to sleep comfortably, and even if there is a storm outside, you will not wake up.

This is better than any medicine for those who are busy with work and social engagements and have poor sleep due to heavy thoughts.

Compared to taking medicine, drinking soup is always more acceptable, at least it won’t make people feel that they are a patient with a disease.

The above two effects are still one-sided.

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Donald felt sleepy not long after dinner, but today's meditation and magic skills exercises were not over yet. Thinking of the tea that Cannon Antoine gave him, he made a cup of himself.

The effect was really good. Just take a few sips and the sleepiness was dispelled. I turned around and confirmed that the door was locked. I took out the things I got from Ogoff from the lower floor of the wardrobe where I put my underwear, the talent scroll and three bottles of potions that were helpful for meditation.

This method of hiding was learned from Miss Audrey Barthley.

Agile thinking, this is indeed a talent for wizards, and of course, as I have obtained the previous clock meditation, it also has restrictions.

The primary condition is similar to the clock meditation method, that is, the existence of mental power must be ensured. The reasons are different. The above mentioned is that the brain of ordinary people cannot accept the blessing of agile thinking. Forced activation of talents will cause great brain damage.

This is like an ordinary vehicle, which is installed with a supercar engine. This is not a transformation and improvement of performance, but a destruction of the car.

Wizards are different. After meditation, their brains can withstand more, and can distribute part of the effects to the operation of mental power, so as not to cause too much load, and thus strengthen their thinking ability.

This talent is undoubtedly very useful for wizards.

As for other conditions, they are not that important under the premise of having mental power. In the details, Donald confirmed that he did not conflict with him.

The key remaining is how to make this medicine. The more than a dozen nouns in the material column and their state when they finally enter the medicine are different. You can't make a mistake in a single step. Otherwise, the final finished medicine will not only have no effect, but may also have side effects.

"It seems that what Sherlock has been trying on during this period must be a talent potion. Where did he get the formula?"

After copying the materials on the notebook he carried with him, Donald expressed doubts about whether he could collect the things on it now, and the equipment needed to be used. If he brought those things home, it would definitely attract Infinita's attention.

After all, in the eyes of others, Donald is a religious scholar and cannot beat scientific experiments.

Put away the scroll and pick up the potion on the table to help meditate. The conical glass pot body is a simple flip on the top.

You can see some light blue liquids in it, not much.

During the transaction, Ogoff specifically mentioned the use of these medicines. Take a sip before meditation, about half a bottle.

Donald did not think the other party dared to deceive him in such details, so he drank it without hesitation, and then took off his clothes and lay on the bed while the medicine was gradually attacking.

The scroll of the clock meditation method is in the quilt. Now he cannot meditate alone without the clock drawing on the scroll, and he does not want to lie on the table all night.

It's fine if you do it once or twice. If you do it this way once a day, I'm afraid that while his mental power increases, his neck will have to protest first, and then he will think of sleeping on the bed first and then touching the meditation scroll.

This will ensure that the sleep after the deep meditation can appear directly on the bed, and the meditation reel is flexible in material and will not be damaged by the unconscious body.

Donald was sure that he shouldn't have the habit of eating things in the middle of the night.

About 3 minutes later, the scene in front of me showed an illusion, and my eyes gradually closed...

The meditation lasts for 2 to 3 hours. After the end, due to fatigue, Donald would normally fall asleep directly, but it was different tonight.

Moonlight provides faint lighting to the bedroom through the windows, and Donald never pulls curtains, he doesn't like absolute darkness.

"How come you can't sleep?"

He looked at the ceiling with his eyes open and thought about this question, but he couldn't even feel sleepy. He obviously wanted to go to bed when he first went upstairs.

Meditation does not have the effect of refreshing the spirit, but will promote sleep. This time point should be when he sleeps.

What happened is abnormal because of the potion that enhanced the meditation effect I drank before?

Or is that the cup of refreshing tea too effective?

Click, click...

The sudden sound shocked Donald under the quilt, and someone was opening the bedroom door!

Instead of making a sound immediately, he tried to keep quiet. He rolled the scroll in the quilt with his left hand and clamped it on his waist. He put his right hand under the pillow and pulled out the pistol and held it in his hand. He continued to sleep, looked at the door with his head tilted, and squinted his eyes slightly.

The door lock is crisp and loose.

Infinita!

"Grant...Grant?"

The tone kept turning up, and Infinita walked from the door to the bed, and her voice kept changing. When she arrived in front of Donald's bed, she had returned to her normal speaking level.

Without a response, Donald chose to remain silent.

Put something on the head of the bed, and move the chair next to the desk, and take this opportunity to open Donald's eyes widened.

What exactly does she want to do?

Infinita was dressed in all her clothes and had no weapons in her hands. In any way, it was not a "night attack".

His eyes turned and he quickly looked at the things at the head of the bed.

The light was dim, and I could only barely see it as a square box with a large shadow in the center, and a small object that I had not noticed before, with a round shape.

A strange fragrance began to linger on the head of the bed, and Donald quickly held his breath and quietly opened the firearm's insurance.

After moving the chair and sitting down beside the bed, Infinita put the box on her legs, as if she had pressed a button, and a rustling sound came.

"July 10, the 21st dream inquiry begins."
Chapter completed!