บท 508: Saturn.

Clink, clink.

A young man with raven-colored short hair sat in a dusty room. He grabbed several medicinal herbs and put them all in a small bowl.

Then, he grabbed a pounder made of rock. He raised it and began pounding on the medicine herbs, reducing them to a powder.

Bam, bam, bam!

''Whew.'' The young man wiped his sweat and poured the herbs into a glass bottle.

Then, he grabbed water from the wooden table and poured it all into the glass bottle. Soon, the glass bottle got filled with water, and the herb slowly started merging with the liquid.

The water slowly turned green-colored.

Then, the young man grabbed another batch of medicinal herbs from the inventory and put them all in the small bowl. He then grabbed the pounder and smashed the herbs.

Bam, bam, bam!

After a short while, he put the pounder down on the table and poured the herbs into the already-green liquid.

After that, the liquid turned darker green, and a strong smell began seeping out.