The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 40 Inspiration (Seeking follow-up reading)

"What a strong strength! Is this the top apprentice in the academy?"

Richard sighed as he looked at Eric in the center of the hall. As a wizard apprentice who was doing blood alchemy, in the friction just now, Richard had a clearer understanding of the apprentice waving the staff.

If the force of his stick hit him, he would be injured if it just touched him, and would die if it hit him.

And Eric caught this blow so casually.

"My mentor said that this senior Eric is the favorite student of Vice Dean Alex." Ellie said casually, "It is said that he is so strong that the Vice Dean wants him to withdraw from the wizard exam and go home directly to receive the family's resources to become a wizard."

"Family?" Richard was shocked. "Is Senior Eric from a wizard family?"

As one of the symbols of the wizarding world's enlightenment period, wizarding families still exist today. However, compared with their former glory, today's wizarding families have become more secretive. Some powerful wizarding families often use colleges as their public symbols, while weaker ones will choose to join a college and become vassals of great wizards in order to get a share of this pioneering era.

But no matter whether they are strong or weak, the training of their offspring by wizard families is far better than that of ordinary wizard descendants.

"Yes, but I also heard from the teacher."

As the exchange meeting progressed, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became lively. Accompanied by a burst of music that came from nowhere, the familiar apprentices began to dance in the center of the hall.

"Richard, do you want to dance for a while?" Ellie asked a little bored.

This scene was very familiar to her. As the daughter of a wealthy businessman, she had attended many balls hosted by aristocrats.

"Forget about dancing." Richard sent away several apprentices who came to talk to him. Although he lived a secluded life, some well-informed apprentices still knew what he looked like.

"I'm not good at this."

He somewhat regretted coming to this exchange meeting. If it were any other time, he should be reading in the dormitory or preparing potions.

Instead of wasting time here chatting awkwardly with a group of apprentices with ulterior motives.

"Then let's go back. This exchange meeting feels no different from the party held by those nobles."

At the other end of the hall, Joseph was talking to a group of apprentices. Compared to Richard, who was not well-known, Joseph, as Master Ulrich's official apprentice and a descendant of a wizard, was not as well-known as thunder among the apprentices, but he was also well-known.

"Brother Joseph, I heard that you have recently become proficient in making concentration potions?" an apprentice flattered.

Joseph drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and said proudly, "You heard it right. My teacher has given me the formula of the Focus Potion. From now on, the Ulrich store will have at least fifty bottles of Focus Potion on the shelves every month!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding apprentices were instantly shocked.

Although the Concentration Potion was sold at the Ulrich Alchemy Shop, the production volume was not fixed. Sometimes there were 30 to 50 bottles a month, and sometimes there were only a few bottles. So even though the Concentration Potion was priced at five magic stones per bottle at the Ulrich Shop, in transactions between apprentices, the price of the Concentration Potion was often one-third higher. If the production volume was low for several months, the price might even double or even more.

Stockpiling concentration potions has almost become a business.

Joseph looked at the reactions of the apprentices around him with satisfaction. His success rate in preparing potions was close to one-half. Even his teacher praised him for this talent, so Ulrich passed the formula of the concentration potion to him.

Just when he was feeling very proud of himself, he suddenly saw two apprentices walking out of the door of his hall.

One of them looked particularly familiar to him.

"Ellie?"

Joseph's brain was a little dulled by alcohol, but before he could confirm, the two apprentices disappeared out the door.

"Forget it, so what if it's her?" Joseph shook his head.

He has no shortage of women around him now, just a beautiful woman with some talent. Let her play with that wild apprentice.

A short-sighted woman who will never achieve anything will regret it in the future.

After thinking about it, Josep continued to drink and chat with everyone, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

...The exchange meeting did not change Richard's life. Dull, tedious and boring were the main themes of a wizard's apprenticeship and even the life of a wizard.

For three months, Richard spent most of his time preparing potions. During the preparation of potions, Richard was always doing one thing - recording data. As each potion was successfully prepared, Richard's data gradually became richer.

"Hmm...still no distinctive features."

After studying all night, Li looked through his thick notebook, which contained data on all the potions he had made in the past few days. He thought he could find some patterns from these data, thereby increasing the success rate of the potions and even mass-producing them.

But so far, his plan has failed.

"Is it true that the preparation of potions can only rely on experience and feeling?" Richard looked at the data with some discouragement.

Wizards believe in seeking truth from facts. Numbers don’t lie. If there is no obvious pattern, there is no obvious pattern.

Richard threw the notebook aside and began to wonder if he had missed something. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done hundreds of experiments without seeing any pattern.

Just then, his door rang.

Ellie stood outside the door, with dark circles under her eyes, yawning, and handed Richard a stack of manuscript paper.

"Richard, I have taken apart what you want. This ice cone technique is truly magical. After I disassembled its rune structure, I discovered that most of its runes are used to generate power, and only a very small portion of the runes are used to condense the ice cone.

This is basically impossible with other elemental spells."

Richard flipped through the manuscript papers, which recorded the process of Ellie disassembling the spell. When he turned to the end, Richard saw a spell model with only a circle of runes.

"This is the power source of the Ice Cone spell. I hope this is what you want." Ellie yawned again. She had hardly slept in the past few days and had been dismantling Richard's spells all day.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. This thing is very helpful to me." Richard rubbed Ellie's head, "You can go back and have a rest. You have worked hard these days."

"Hey, then I'll go back."

Richard returned to the table with the manuscript paper and decided to change his mind and stop thinking about the potion.

"Ice Cone... Let me see what you can do."

Richard flipped through Ellie's manuscript, which recorded the efficiency of this circle of runes in converting magic energy.

"Sixty percent, the conversion rate is so high." Richard looked at the record on the manuscript paper in surprise. A conversion rate of 0.6 percent means that for every unit of magic power he inputs, units of magic power are converted into the kinetic energy of the ice cone.

If this conversion efficiency was applied to the internal combustion engine in his previous life, the Nobel Prize would have to be named after him.

However, he soon discovered that this value was a theoretical value, which changed with the carrier of the rune. The higher the magic conduction efficiency of the carrier, the closer its efficiency was to 50%.

"Transform magic power, magic power..."

Suddenly, Richard stopped.

He suddenly realized what he had overlooked.

He recorded the physical changes, chemical changes, and even various fragmentary data of the materials, but the only thing he did not record was the changes in the magical power of the potion during the refining process.

He was blinded by the experiences of his previous life. In this magical world, magic should be the most important part of the potion!

Richard, suddenly enlightened, ran out of the room and then ran back.

Going downstairs is too slow!
He jumped out of the balcony window and ran towards the commercial district.

He needs a little help now.

(End of this chapter)