Julien stood still in the middle of the laboratory with fresh blood splattered across his neat merchant clothes.
He looked down at the small canvas bag in his hands and swallowed hard.
He did not bring any fake potions with him today but only brought the most basic, useless, low-tier items he could find in his system inventory so they would not think he was some kind of irreplaceable genius.
But after watching a healthy kid explode into a bloody mess over a failed experiment, Julien suddenly felt like bringing cheap garbage was a terrible idea.
"Well?" the blonde woman asked, holding her hand out impatiently while adjusting her thick glasses.
"Please hand over the samples, Mr Julien. We are on a very strict schedule today."
Julien slowly reached into the canvas bag and pulled out a small glass vial filled with glowing red liquid.
It was just a standard Blood Circulation potion, which could barely heal a cut faster than normal, let alone regrow a severed limb.
