Lin En was very skeptical whether the place that Xiao Chong said could provide him with all the herbs he needed really existed.
Please, magical biological materials such as dragon serum, mandrake roots, and night-time beaks are often needed to make potions... But how could there be dragons in this world
And if there is a place in this world where these materials really exist, it must be in the Room of Requirement!
"You have to be kidding." Lynn shook her head.
"No, no, I've been to that place once. It does store a lot of herbs that I don't recognize. Some of them are so magical that they don't seem to be products from Earth, just like the feeling your magic gives people. You might be able to use them!" Xiao Chong was very persistent.
"OKOK, so that place can't provide everything I need, you are just guessing?" Lin En understood.
"Hey man, we have to give it a try, right?" Xiao Chong suggested again.
"So this magical place is..."
"Sanctuary!"
"Pfft - The Sanctuary? Why didn't you say Kamar-Taj?" Lynn was almost choked. "As far as I know, Doctor Strange is also trying to stop you from investigating this matter. Is there any difference between going to the Sanctuary and going to the headquarters office of Stark Industries?"
"Hey, we have to give it a try, right? They stopped me from investigating Sith Industries, but they never thought we would take action against the Sanctuary. I read a book of yours, it's called making noise in the east and shooting in the west!"
"But this is very risky, and the benefits may be zero. The materials needed for the Polyjuice Potion all need to have special magical activities, which are not compatible with the power of Kamar-Taj." Lin En was too lazy to correct Xiao Chong's idiom mistake. He felt that this matter was not reliable at all.
"Then do you have any other ideas?" Xiao Chong seemed to realize that he was too eager and began to calm down.
"There is no other way for now..." Seeing that Xiao Chong was not in high spirits, Lin En did not continue to refute anything.
"Oh, what a bad day."
The little bug sat on a stone block, as if scratching its head.
"Hey, don't be like this, there's always a way. Maybe the method you mentioned before can work. There will always be loopholes in Stark Industries' security system, right?" The two of them had walked all the way here, and it was the first time that Lynn saw him so distressed.
"But you're right. That's the entire Stark Industries after all. I know it's very difficult."
Xiao Chong began to fall into self-denial.
Lynn was also struggling.
In fact, Polyjuice Potion was not 100% impossible to make - when he obtained the "Notes of the Half-Blood Prince" from the Room of Requirement, he saw a lot of bottles and jars in a dusty cabinet, which contained various dried herbs. If he was lucky, he could find some of the ingredients from them.
The remaining part, that is, the materials that cannot be accommodated by the Room of Requirement because they need to remain active, often also exist in the real world, such as leeches, borers, etc.
That said, Polyjuice Potion isn't necessarily a dead end if you decide to try it.
But then again, what Lin En cares about is not the difficulty of this matter but the consequences of it.
If the Polyjuice Potion was really created, and Spider-Man successfully sneaked into the Sith Industries laboratory and finally found out the truth about the mutant creatures, would the problem be solved
That's absolutely not the case. Since Iron Man and Doctor Strange have blocked the news from Spider-Man, they must have their considerations - under this premise, letting Spider-Man know too much might cause some trouble.
but…
Lynn looked at Spider-Man and found that he was still sitting there thinking. It seemed that this incident had dealt him a huge blow.
"Damn, this guy..." He shook his head and finally made up his mind.
"Listen, man. I'll help you with this, but I have to tell you two things in advance. First, this plan may not succeed. Second, you can't act on your own during the whole process, regardless of whether it succeeds or not."
Lynn's mental age is four years older than Peter Parker, so it comes naturally when she says these words.
"Really?" Xiao Chong raised his head. This time he was much calmer, but his tone was still full of anticipation.
"Hold on, I just told you not to get your hopes up."
"Hey, I'm willing to give it a try!" At this moment, the little bug regained its vitality.
…
After crawling out of the sewer with the little bug again, Lynn finally had his peaceful weekend.
He said it was comfortable because after some calculations, he found that he had finally settled down and no longer had to deal with gangs, worms, robbers, school bullies, etc. His time and itinerary were basically in his own hands.
So, with only the main quest left, Lynn began to study "The Notes of the Half-Blood Prince" with all his strength in preparation for the production of the Polyjuice Potion.
"Three portions of liquid grass picked during the full moon, two bundles of two-ear grass, four portions of leeches, two spoons of lacewings ground into powder, three portions of non-week tree snake skin, one portion of a two-horned beast horn... a little bit of the target person's hair."
While writing down these strange names, Lin En painfully searched the Internet to see if these things existed, and divided them into two categories.
An hour later, he let out a long sigh. The classification result was unexpected. The only active ingredients needed for the polyjuice potion were leeches and lacewings, and these two things could be found in reality.
As for other materials, we can only hope for the Room of Requirement.
"Looks like I still have to go to the Room of Requirement and get some cauldrons and mortars for refining medicine."
Lynn stretched, stood up, and yawned loudly, reluctant to leave the fireplace and carpet in his home.
Ever since he discovered that the Room of Requirement would throw him into some dangerous places, he had some reservations about going there.
So this time he planned to make preparations in advance and go fully armed.
"Windbreaker is coming!" Lin En shook his magic wand, and a black windbreaker with a hood floated up from the hanger in the living room on the second floor, slowly floating in the air, and flew in front of Lin En along the corridor and stairs;
"The mask is flying!" A dark green handicraft mask quietly jumped up from the attic floor, shook off the dust, and rolled through the ventilation window;
"Backpacks are flying!"
…
Lynn waved his wand lightly, and all these things appeared automatically.
After doing all this, he looked in the mirror and found that his entire body was completely covered by the long windbreaker. The thin face under the hood was also covered by half of the mask, making him look extremely mysterious at first glance.
“It looks really good…” Lin En turned it around and was very satisfied.
Perhaps from now on, he can use this image to be active in every corner of New York, leaving behind the legend of a mysterious man.
However, before leaving the house, Lin En always felt as if he had forgotten something, which made him feel inexplicably insecure.
After taking two steps, Lin En suddenly realized.
"Pistols are flying!"