Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 596: Shedding Skin and Rebirth (2 in 1)

In the days that followed, King Fram expanded his territory and continued to attack many groups of monsters.

Roy consolidated the witch body and perfected the blueprint.

He successfully obtained materials by relying on the participation of his tribe in the war and accepting refining commissions.

Because many of the things in our hands, especially blood mercury and shining gold, are extremely competitive products.

He used it to exchange for local specialties and it was very popular. This also allowed him to enjoy some of the benefits of the war without having to do anything himself.

……

Another day, Freya, who had become an elite apprentice, came out of the wizard's mansion.

The entrance to the mansion is located in a cabin in the woods. After a while, after passing through a restricted area composed of mechanical guards, magic light cannons, "Horror Totems" and other different creations, you will arrive at the exit of the small valley.

There was a small open space here, where several indigenous apprentices who looked like young boys and girls were already waiting.

"Teacher Freya!"

Everyone seemed to be in awe and respect, and quickly saluted.

Although Freya, who just turned 20, seems a little green, she has reached the elite apprentice level and is regarded as the tribe's guardian wizard in the eyes of the indigenous wizards.

Moreover, she has been the one teaching and imparting various knowledge to everyone all the time.

"Today I will teach you the last section of 'Introduction to Potions'."

Freya stretched out her hand and, based on her own memory, copied the writing on the blackboard using her mental power.

"This is a sublimation of the potion theory system, analyzing the interaction and transformation of potion energy from a microscopic level, laying the foundation for practical application..."

Most of the indigenous apprentices had confused and solemn expressions.

Lacking a sufficient foundation, they were completely unable to understand what theory, system, and sublimation meant, and they had no idea what microcosm meant...

Fortunately, Freya had a solid foundation and gave a simple and in-depth explanation. She used various metaphors to instill the concepts into them and establish the correct framework.

Following this, there is the practical course that is required for every lesson.

She took out a small mobile alchemy table from her space ring, placed various bottles and jars on it, and began to explain while practicing.

"Diovice is located in a remote area, and the level of witchcraft theory is not high, so we will adapt to local conditions and focus on teaching you a few potions that are suitable for you.

What I'm teaching now is healing potions. Several of the recipes use ingredients like primrose, schizonepeta, and blood-clotting fruit...

There is another method that I don’t really want you to use, but it is very effective when it is difficult to find suitable materials.

That is, using the "health-preserving technique" to directly inject life energy into the appropriate solvent..."

The indigenous apprentices hurriedly took notes.

After a long time, the course was over and Freya distributed some materials to them, asking them to go back and use the tools they had been given to try to refine them.

This is the "homework" she assigned.

After everyone left, Freya stood there, looking at their backs thoughtfully.

"Yes, you are becoming more and more like a teacher."

Suddenly, Roy's voice sounded from behind.

Upon hearing this, Freya turned around and saluted quickly.

It turned out to be a black cat with its hands on its hips, floating in the air and imitating Roy's speech.

"Domi!"

Freya reached out and hugged it, pressing its forehead.

"Meow!"

Domi grinned.

Suddenly, Roy appeared.

Domi kicked his legs, flew out and landed on his chest.

The handsome young man was wearing armor, a white robe, wrists bound with martial arts sleeves, and a golden rope around his waist. He was both gentle and charming, and exuded amazing charm.

When Freya saw it, a hint of surprise flashed across her face, and her face became slightly hot as if she was a little drunk.

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Lord Roy."

Roy reached out and grabbed Domi, pinching its neck and lifting it up. He held it in his arms, caressed it, and said with a smile, "Have you finished teaching those apprentices?"

"Ah."

"Being able to share your knowledge with others shows that you have a thorough understanding of the basics. It's important to ensure that teaching and learning complement each other, and not just understand the results without knowing the reasons behind them."

"Yes."

After a brief question and answer session, Roy returned to the mansion.

Atidiya, who was following behind, looked at her and praised her, "Freya, you have saved Lord Roy a lot of time."

Freya blushed and said modestly, "It would be great if we could train some capable apprentices and master the basic potion, the Water of Greater Albert."

Ordinary people can make many potions, and it is not necessary to be a wizard to do it.

This involves issues of preparation methods and process flow.

If we can outsource some basic things, we might be able to emulate the wizards' magical industry and build a supply chain.

……

Inside the mansion, Roy was already talking to Celine, trying to understand the progress of the various alchemy processes while he had just been practicing.

Then we came to a water tank that was 1 meter wide and more than 3 meters long.

With the help of his alchemical talents [Multitasking] and [Expanding Production], he was able to take care of more projects at the same time.

Especially the increasingly skilled production of magic stones.

As the activation energy was injected, an arm like a stone sculpture reached out from the side of the sink and lifted up the screen inside.

Suddenly, one monster crystal core after another became clear and translucent, revealing their clean state after acid washing.

Roy personally operated the sieve and poured the cleaned monster crystal cores into another pool. Then, a stone statue arm stretched out from the side of the pool and reached in to stir it a few times.

On the other side, "Pipit", which looks like a ball, slowly floated over, injected a specially prepared blackening agent into it, and began the next processing step.

On the other side, the processed black solution that looked like viscous petroleum was being slowly introduced into the groove, filling the platform where the witch formation was set up.

As the light bloomed and the witchcraft energy was drawn in, a new batch of magic stones were enchanted in the distiller above the array.

At this point, another batch of more than 3500 magic stones has been completed.

"Input-output ratio, 100:138..."

The intelligent brain Celine concluded.

"In essence, it's still the proceeds from processing Warcraft crystal cores.

However, this model involves a significant amount of labor, and is ultimately not as good as mining and obtaining directly from nature's products."

Roy was thinking.

In fact, to be honest, the mages' arcane magic, magical technology, and industrial production capabilities are much stronger than those of wizards.

But why have wizards always been able to fight against it?
There may be many answers, but among them, colonization, destruction and plunder are indispensable.

At this moment, the Girl's Skull floated over and reported, "Planjie has sent a secret report that Lord Amifu Kent has gone into seclusion, suspected of preparing for a secret witchcraft experiment!"

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"Witchcraft Trial!"

When Roy heard this, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

He hadn't been dealing with this high-ranking wizard for long, just a few years, but some things were clear to him.

This person is much better than my teacher.

If one were to say that his teacher, Frosf, was the kind of wizard whose mental power was over 1000 degrees, he was just a filler among the high-level wizards.

Then this one must have a temperature of at least 3000 degrees, and is the backbone among the senior ones.

Just by deliberately restraining one's aura, one can exude an invisible deterrent force.

People like him have the potential to go one step further and become great wizards.

However, this breakthrough from a terrestrial creature to a demigod or legend is actually a greater leap than entering the wizard stage.

Throughout history, countless talented and intelligent people have failed at the previous stages, and few have been able to complete this step.

What's more, he hasn't even reached 5000 degrees of spirit yet and hasn't reached the level of a high-level wizard.

Even if one accumulates enough in the future and becomes a top figure among senior wizards, it will still be difficult to achieve the long-cherished wish of promotion.

"Maybe he wants to improve his spiritual power now?
Logically speaking, I should also increase my spiritual power to 300 or 500 degrees...

But this still requires accumulation and opportunities!"

Roy guessed that this might be related to materials such as Quetzalcoatl's brain.

But he should have absorbed it directly using the soul-stealing technique taught by Nick Mansha Wuta.

Increase your spiritual power by stealing souls.

After putting these thoughts aside, Roy turned his attention back to the things at hand.

In another room, some "broth" made of blood and flesh appeared before his eyes.

Just like the broth in a huge "alchemical cauldron", this "broth" looks black and somewhat disgusting at first glance.

But once you get close, you can immediately feel the rich life energy emanating from it.

The only problem is that they each have some characteristics of their own lives mixed in, making them seem a bit confusing.

These are the soups that have been treated with the "blackening agent".

Roy used his alchemical talent to successfully achieve near-perfect dissolution.

"This thing can fully release the power within, unlike the acid or ordinary magic potions prepared by others, which can only release a small part...

But this one-step process is completely inadequate for my use.

Even if it is used to refine magic stones, it seems a bit mixed!"

While thinking, he stretched out his hand.

In a cabinet nearby, something in a sealed test tube floated out of thin air.

Inside was a clear and transparent solvent, like a holy spring, with a faint silver light hidden inside, as if moonlight was condensed in it.

It gives people a pure and holy feeling, as if it is the cleanest thing in the world.

The actual situation is almost the same.

Because this small test tube of medicine was the albinism potion he had spent a lot of effort to create using his [Albinism] talent.

Roy poured out the black "soup" and filtered it into a golden container the size of a washbasin.

Then, a whole test tube of albinism agent was poured in.

Suddenly, the black soup in the golden container reacted violently with the whitening agent, and fine bubbles began to appear on the surface, as if it was boiling.

When the bubbles burst, a faint silver halo was emitted, and the black liquid quickly faded away, turning into a milky white solution.

This solution was as pure and clean as milk, no longer having the mixed colors and textures of before.

As the reaction continued, the solution separated into layers.

Its upper layer became clear and transparent, like flawless spring water.

The middle layer is a milky white floc, like cotton threads being pulled out one by one and scattered there.

When it sinks, a turbid substance of black, white and gray is precipitated, like some kind of residue.

As usual, Roy collected the clear liquid on the top, adding part of it to the artificial blood and flesh process, and mixing the rest with other solutions for separate disposal.

It contains a large amount of life energy, which can be used directly as a life-restoring potion or other healing potion.

A solution that is almost equivalent to the life energy extracted through "health preservation".

"General 'health preservation techniques' are time-consuming and laborious, but they're not as effective as my whitening potion..."

Roy thought to himself, his eyes cast on the cotton-like floc.

Celine is using mental microwaves to control them, activating her arms one by one to pack them into various containers for filtering.

It is also equivalent to the life energy solution extracted by "health preservation", but it is slightly inferior.

The white flocs, however, were like dough, gathered together, then dried and kneaded.

After a while, a special pink product that looked like flesh and blood - artificial flesh and blood - appeared.

This is a high-energy substance. The life energy contained in each gram is almost as good as that of high-level magical beasts.

The intelligent computer Sai Ling walked in, controlling the stone-carved humanoid servants, took them to the other side, and began to feed them some experimental subjects.

Various scorpions, centipedes, poisonous snakes...

They are all small demonic creatures collected recently.

Naturally, the sun-avoiding spiders that Roy had previously raised could also get a share.

Even snake girls have a fixed quota.

However, it is not easy to extract this thing because it is "snake god meat" cloned according to the genetic map of Quetzalcoatl.

Roy wants to eat it himself!
He alone takes up half of the quota, so he has to take care of himself first before he can take care of others.

“My current body is that of a Quetzalcoatl blood sorcerer, and is naturally limited.

If you want to reach the limit of Quetzalcoatl, you must eat and drink well, at least this kind of snake meat."

What's more, what he usually eats is not this simple synthetic meat, but more advanced food made with better high-energy materials.

Suddenly, after leaving the laboratory, Roy felt his skin itchy. He scratched it subconsciously and came to his senses.

"It's time to shed my skin!"

He returned to his room, went to the bathroom, and took off his white robe and platinum armor.

Sure enough, part of the skin had become dry and cracked.

I stroked it with my hands, and some dry dead skin fell off by itself, revealing the skin underneath, as delicate as cream and as fine as jade.

Soon, like a stone being broken down, more dead skin falls off and new skin is revealed.

Just like a dead tree coming back to life in spring.

“~…”

(Sarlanda Rebirth)

As if inspired, Roy chanted a spell to activate the witchcraft energy.

Suddenly, the old skin broke free and peeled off on its own.

A brand new body of flesh and blood was pulled out from inside.

A purer and more powerful life energy was revealed, which was far more than 650 degrees higher than before!

(End of this chapter)