[Congratulations, you have learned the skill 'Potion Brewing'!]
"Not a good feeling at all..." Lucas grumbled with a weak headache.
The headache was pretty much the worst he could have had if he was on Earth but after experiencing the 'Herbalism' headache, every migraine seemed to be bland.
"Hm? So that is how you do it." Lucas talked to himself while he skimmed through the newly found knowledge of how to make potions and the equipment needed.
Lucas directly went outside where everyone was doing something of their own. Some were sitting leisurely on the camp while some were training their skills or making the raw products for the shelter upgrade.
"Uncle John, can your cousin make me a mortal and pestle if possible? I need it urgently."
