Fanatics of the Magic Academy

Chapter 109 Finn

Around the long table, the mages' eyes were fixed on the potions on the surface, and the surrounding area fell into a brief period of assessment and contemplation.

Taking advantage of the brief silence, Keaton produced several crystal goblets from somewhere and gently placed them on the table.

"You are all welcome to try it for yourselves."

He smiled and spoke calmly, "I guarantee its effectiveness; it's absolutely top-notch in stabilizing reason."

Before the words were even finished, a hand reached out first.

With a hoarse, aged voice, "Dora" Finn said in a deep voice, "Give me some first."

Seeing this, Keaton gracefully tilted the bottle, and the clear, pale golden liquid slid into the goblet, barely covering the bottom.

Finn did not rush to eat.

He pinched the stem of the cup with his fingertips, raised it to his eyes, and stared at the shallow puddle of liquid.

Rose keenly noticed a fleeting blue halo in Finn's eyes, clearly some kind of probing magic.

Immediately afterward, Finn's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly: "Hmm? The design of this potion is extremely sophisticated and imaginative."

Paradoxically, the processing and integration of materials were extremely rough, completely out of sync with the ingenious concept—was it due to limitations in equipment?

Moreover, the extraordinary characteristics it contains are also very unique.

Upon hearing what the other person said, Rose felt a twitch in her cerebellum, but her outward appearance did not show any abnormality.

What shocked him was not that the other party could reverse-engineer this thing from the potion, but that this guy hadn't even drunk a drop, or even used any equipment, yet he had relied solely on his absolute rational perception to directly penetrate the potion's composition and microstructure!

Dude, at least take a sip! It's so obvious, you can tell right away!

After all, for Rose, observing the microscopic level requires the assistance of instruments, but this guy just stared at it with a thunderous glare, which was somewhat beyond Rose's comprehension.

For example, it's like seeing a person and directly seeing the bacteria in the water without using a microscope.

Rose thought Finn was a remarkable person.

Rose doesn't believe that at the level of a second-circle mage, someone can directly observe the microscopic level simply by relying on some kind of magic and rational perception, without the aid of equipment.

Even if the distance between the second and third ring roads is extremely large, the difference should not be this great.

Rose decided to test the waters.

Upon hearing the other person's words, Rose showed just the right amount of surprise on her face, mimicking her observation of the magician at the last gathering, and said, "Yes, it's true, just as you said. I couldn't bring some of the equipment I had before, so I bought some second-hand equipment from a nearby shady clinic..."

Rose paused, then continued, "How did you detect the ingredients in my potion just now? Was it some kind of special instrument I couldn't see?"

Finn looked up at Rose, a forced smile appearing on his aged face, as if trying to curry favor with Rose, and said, "In that case, it's not surprising. As for my methods just now..."

Finn pointed to his eyes, which emitted a ghostly glow, and said, "This is a certain trait I was born with. With the help of some magic, I can use a special method to observe at the microscopic level. Actually, it's not very useful. The essential principle is the same as using instruments to help with microscopic observation."

Rose nodded to indicate that she understood, and then said nothing more.

Meanwhile, the other mages present also began asking Keaton to pour them some potions to try.

"Give me a drink."

"I want one too."

"Don't push, don't push! Keaton, just fall down already!"

Keaton smiled and raised his hands, pressing them down to signal everyone to be quiet.

He held the bottle of medicine steadily in his hands and poured it into the wine glass one bottle at a time.

The pale golden liquid spread out at the bottom of the cup, with only a shallow layer poured into each cup. It wasn't that he was stingy, but this bottle was originally intended as a sample for promotion, and to allow everyone present to have a taste, this was the only way to distribute it.

Rose only glanced at them briefly, focusing most of her attention on Finn.

Judging from what Rose just said, Finn is most likely also a pharmacist, and Rose may have some kind of deal with him in the future.

Finn raised his wine glass, took a small sip, and then sat there lost in thought.

To be honest, this thing has somewhat overturned his understanding of pharmacology.

He felt as if he had returned to more than 50 years ago, when he first came into contact with pharmacy in his youth.

This method of merging the soul and body to stabilize reason is a bit too imaginative.

In terms of its effects, this potion has a unique quality that is somewhat like a combination of the methods of the Soul School and the Flesh Manipulation School, resulting in extraordinary properties.

This is the most stressful part, because magicians from the Soul School and Flesh Manipulation School are generally quite eccentric, have some mental issues, and are prone to losing their rationality.

Flesh manipulation is a tricky business, so let me ask you something.

The school of thought on spirituality is crazy, so why are you asking me?

And then these two things, when combined, can actually stabilize one's sanity?

This somewhat overturns Finn's understanding of pharmacology.

How did those two things, which were originally bad, suddenly become good again?

Therefore, both Finn and Keaton, after learning about the mechanism of the potion, considered it to be a rather imaginative potion.

Finn thought this Rose was someone special.

Finn was still analyzing the potion using the mindset and ideas of a mage, but in fact, it was even more incredible than he thought. This was not a potion of magic at all, but a potion of faith.

How can one not have an imagination?

Finn downed the potion in his goblet and concluded, "Good stuff."

Finn, as a veteran of the gathering and maintaining an exceptionally high level of rationality, holds a considerable position within this circle.

Seeing that Finn had spoken, and that they had indeed experienced the stabilizing effect of [Silent Thunder] on their reason,

It's not the kind of drug that uses the rationality of the future to barely exchange for the rationality of the present.

Instead, it's about sacrificing one's body and soul to gain current rationality. Although the cost is similar to before, at least it's not like tearing down the foundation of one wall to fix another, but rather tearing down the foundation of another to fix the foundation of the first.

Because a magician's reason is the source of power, previously one could only overdraw future reason to enhance present reason, but now one can overdraw the present body, soul, and memories to enhance reason, which is a great thing!

With more chips available for overdraft, the survival time and the time for sanity to stabilize are indirectly increased, thus increasing the hope of returning to magician society in the future!

Moreover, the body and soul are sustainable resources that can be overdrawn, similar to renewable resources, and can be restored through recuperation and transformation. However, reason is a "non-renewable resource" for the magicians present. Of course, if they could restore their reason, why would they be hiding in the slums and barely surviving?

The mages present instantly realized the strategic value and significance of this potion.

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