Under the bright light, the mouse inched slowly toward its companion, who had turned purple after being poisoned earlier.
However, it must have sensed the danger because it retreated slightly after taking a few steps closer before climbing out of the cage.
"Dr. Larson, is this the miracle tonic for bringing the dead back to life?" Baltazar inquired with his gaze drawn to the mouse on the table.
Compared to selecting the competition's winner, the procedure for creating the resurrection elixir was more intriguing to him. Afterward, he mentally cataloged each step of Matthew's elixir preparation and committed it to memory.
Baltazar knew that, based on the characteristics of the 16 types of herbs, it was impossible to attain that effect by relying on them alone, even though Matthew's concoction method and dosage were hidden. Soon, his eyes ignited with a raging fire when he realized that he could not replicate the elixir through observation.
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