Bone King: Homemade plug-in, I am the god of destiny Chapter 026

Upon entering, they arrived at what seemed like a reception living room. In the center of the room were two long benches facing each other, and a bookshelf filled with books stood against the wall.

“Welcome.”

A voice came from the other end of the living room. Han Yu looked in that direction and immediately noticed a young boy walking towards them.

He was wearing a tattered work uniform stained with plant sap, and his long golden hair obscured half of his face. His age could only be roughly estimated as still in his growth period based on his height and voice.

The boy’s name was Enri Emon, the grandson of Lizzie, the owner of this potion workshop.

For some unknown reason, the moment Han Yu saw Enri, a common internet meme popped into his head—If you’re not using your eyes, you can donate them to someone who needs them.

As a human without special abilities like ‘x-ray vision,’ he was genuinely curious: could Enri usually see the faces of people standing in front of him?

The answer was no.

However, at this moment, the boy tilted his head slightly, and his drooping golden hair, as if controlled by magic, parted down the middle, creating a sufficiently large gap.

His gaze immediately locked onto Han Yu, who was a man.

This splendid armor and weapon… he must be a rather capable adventurer.

Enri mentally tagged Han Yu, then his eyes shifted slightly to look at the other person.

In an instant, his expression first showed surprise, then immense joy. “Enri!?”

“Enri.”

Nfirea smiled and waved at Enri, feeling happy about this meeting herself.

Enri’s parents had died in an accident when he was very young, and he had been raised by his grandmother, inheriting the family path of a pharmacist.

Due to the need to procure herbal ingredients, the Bareare family often visited the Carne Village area. The two had met at that time and could be considered childhood friends… right?

Uncertain.

After all, when she had interacted with Enri before, this man had barely dared to make eye contact with her, so Nfirea wasn’t sure how Enri viewed their relationship.

But calling them friends was definitely correct.

“Enri, why are you here?”

Enri walked up to Nfirea, his steps noticeably light, and asked her.

Nfirea didn’t notice that Enri’s attention was entirely focused on her, only thinking that he was simply excited to see a long-unseen friend.

“I… I accompanied this lord specifically to visit, hoping to make a deal with Grandma Lizzie.”

Nfirea replied.

Only then did Enri look back at Han Yu.

He hadn’t paid much attention before, but besides his splendid equipment, this young man’s appearance was also very handsome, to the extent that it would make other men feel inferior.

He came with Nfirea. What was their relationship?

A hint of crisis rose in Enri’s heart, and he stared intently at Han Yu for two seconds.

Hmm?

Although the boy’s eyes were obscured by his golden hair, Han Yu’s perception wasn’t bad. He noticed the wariness in the boy’s eyes through the gaps in his hair.

Knowing Enri’s admiration for Nfirea, it wasn’t hard for him to guess the reason—this kid was treating him as a potential love rival.

In response, Han Yu merely gave Enri a polite smile.

Enri immediately reacted, nodding to Han Yu with a slight apology. “Sorry, I was a bit distracted.”

“May I know your name, sir, and what kind of deal you wish to make with my grandmother?”

“Grandma has a bit of a temper, and she’s currently researching a new potion. Disturbing her at this time would make her angry. If you don’t mind, you can tell me first.”

To prevent Han Yu from misunderstanding, Enri added an explanation after asking.

Han Yu nodded in understanding, then reached into his armor as a cover, took out a low-tier healing potion from Yggdrasil from his player inventory, and presented it to Enri.

“It’s about this.”

“This is!?”

The moment the red potion appeared, three different emotions—confusion, contemplation, and excitement—flashed quickly in Enri’s eyes. His voice and breathing became a little hurried. “Sir! May I examine this potion?”

“Of course.”

Han Yu smiled slightly and gestured with his hand, indicating that Enri could take the potion.

“Thank you.”

After taking the potion, Enri shook it several times in his hand, then solemnly said to Han Yu, “Excuse me, this is not a convenient place to talk. Could you please follow me?”

Han Yu guessed his intention and had no objection.

The three then followed Enri to a slightly cluttered room. On the table in the room were a large pile of alchemy containers and tools, and on the shelves against the wall were countless herbs and minerals.

The person already in the room turned and glared at the three of them.

It was a very old woman, her face full of wrinkles, her hands wrinkled as well, her shoulder-length hair completely white, and she wore a work uniform even dirtier than Enri’s.

She was Enri’s grandmother, Lizzie Bareare.

“Grandma!”

“What is it, what is it? Don’t be so loud, my ears are still sharp.”

Lizzie grumbled at her grandson, clearly displeased at being disturbed while working.

“Look at this!”

After taking the red potion bottle from her grandson’s hand, the old woman’s whole demeanor changed, her aura enough to make ordinary people feel afraid. “This… this potion!?”

Although famous for her pharmaceutical skill, a pharmacist must use magic in the process of making medicine, so Lizzie herself was also a magic caster who could use third-tier magic.

Her gaze became very sharp, sweeping over the three of them before finally settling on Han Yu. “Young man, did you bring this? Where did you get it?”

“That’s not important.”

Han Yu smiled slightly at the somewhat agitated old woman and candidly asked, “Pharmacist Lizzie Bareare, if I am willing to tell you the method for making this ‘God’s Blood,’ what would you be willing to exchange for it?”

“You know about God’s Blood too?”

Lizzie narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression uncertain.

Potions came in three types.

The first type was ordinary potions made purely from herbs. They lacked quick efficacy and only had the effect of strengthening the human body’s self-healing ability, but they were simple to make.

The second type was potions made with magic and herbs. Their efficacy was faster than the first type, but still required time.

The third type was magic potions made by injecting magic into alchemical solutions. Their medicinal effects would manifest immediately, having the same effects as magic.

However, alchemical solutions were special items made from a mineral base, and their quality would deteriorate over time.

The process of making magic potions took time. Even if the alchemical solution had the [Preservation] magic applied to prevent quality deterioration, it would still affect the medicinal effect after the potion was completed.

The so-called ‘God’s Blood’ was a perfect healing potion that did not deteriorate without the application of [Preservation] magic. It was Lizzie’s—no, it should be the ideal state pursued by all pharmacists in this other world!

Precisely because she knew the preciousness of God’s Blood, Lizzie did not respond immediately to Han Yu’s question.

However, after a long silence, she still couldn’t resist and asked, “So, young man, what do you want from me?”

Hearing this, Han Yu’s lips curved higher, for he knew that what he wanted was within reach.

“Please rest assured, I merely wish to cooperate.”