Wizard: I Have a Nightmare World

The jade knife remained as steady as a rock in Lynn's hand.

The fine hairs on the surface of the blood-clotting grass were scraped away layer by layer by the sharp blade, and the dense hairs fell on the worktable like dark red snow.

The blade grazed the leaf flesh without leaving any wounds, and the dark red sap was completely locked inside the leaf.

"First step, passed perfectly!"

Lynn looked at the blood-clotting grass in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

In the nightmare world, he didn't have to worry about the losses from failure or running out of time.

He can keep trying and making adjustments until every detail is etched into muscle memory.

After completing the Blood Clotting Flower, the next step is the Blood Velvet Flower.

Lynn held the flower bud in her palm, gently cut open the base of the petals with a jade knife, and then quickly pulled out the black part in the stamen.

The whole process was smooth and quick, taking less than ten seconds.

Next, Lynn laid the petals flat on the manifested oven plate and set the temperature at fifty-five degrees.

The petals slowly curled on the iron plate, their edges beginning to gleam with a faint golden sheen, and a delicate fragrance wafted out from within.

"Drying complete, 2 minutes and 25 seconds, temperature stabilized."

Lynn looked at the dried petals in front of her, nodded in satisfaction, then took them out and put them into the grinder to grind them into powder.

After this process is completed, the next step is to work with wire vines.

Faced with the wire vine, Lynn remained silent for a while, then raised his hand and soaked the vine in warm water for ten minutes until it became soft and resilient before taking it out.

Taking a deep breath, Lynn took out the wire vine and placed it in his palm, then began to rub it vigorously and evenly.

Soon, a dark brown sap began to seep from the surface of the vine, dripping into the glass beaker below.

"The moisture loss is just right; the original moisture inside hasn't been lost, it's all newly absorbed, and the internal structure hasn't been damaged."

Lynn's brow relaxed a little.

Then he began the fourth step: soaking the cold bone leaves.

He shredded the cold bone leaves and put them into sterile water that had been prepared in advance, then gently stirred them with a glass stirring rod.

Three minutes later, the cold bone leaf filaments fully unfurled inside, and the active ingredients in the leaves dissolved in the water, gradually turning the originally clear sterile water into a light blue color.

"Three minutes exactly, the color is even, and there is no loss of ingredients due to over-soaking."

Lynn poured the pale blue liquid into another beaker and set it aside to settle.

At this point, the processing of all four main ingredients is complete.

The final step is to add the powdered basil root.

Lynn roused himself, picked up the prepared deep red liquid, and slowly poured the powder from the saber tooth root into it.

His movements were very light and slow; the powder slid little by little along the edge of the glass rod into the liquid without causing any violent reaction.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...

The color of the medicine began to change.

The deep red color gradually changes from dark red to a muted red, and then from a muted red to a brighter, more vibrant red.

Following closely behind, a sweet, fishy smell emanated from the beaker.

Lynn could tell from the sweet, fishy smell of the medicine that her hemostatic agent was working properly this time.

"It's done!"

Looking at the vial of medicine in his hand, which had a uniform texture and a bright red color, Lynn let out a long breath.

He did not cheer for the success of the medicine, but poured it into a crystal bottle, sealed it, shook it well, and then examined it carefully in front of his eyes.

It is free of impurities, has no layering, has a uniform color, a warm luster, and a faint silvery-white halo floating on the surface of the liquid.

Lynn knew from the description in his memory that this was a sign of the potion's excellent quality.

"You succeeded on the first try, not bad!"

Lynn put down the crystal bottle, a smile appearing on her face.

This success was not enough for Lynn; he needed to imprint it deeply in his mind, to remember all the changes and all the details.

So he put away the finished product and began making it a second time.

This time, Lynn made the potion even faster.

The hairs of the blood-clotting grass are scraped off in five seconds.

The petal treatment of the blood-red flower takes twelve seconds.

Knead the wiregrass for thirty seconds.

Soak the cold bone leaves for three minutes.

Add basil root powder and it's done in twenty seconds.

From start to finish, it took less than ten minutes, almost half the time of the first time.

Lynn took the second vial of medicine and compared it with the first one; they could say the quality was about the same.

He put the second vial of medicine aside and began the third, fourth, and fifth attempts...

Lynn repeated the process of making the hemostatic medicine over and over again in the nightmare world.

He has stopped focusing on the success rate of the potions; now, the potions he creates never fail.

Now, all Lynn has to do is remember this process and try to improve the quality of the potion.

That's right, Lynn decided to try using these ordinary-quality materials to create a super-quality potion.

This is an extremely difficult task in both pharmacology and potion-making, with a success rate of about one in a thousand, and the materials required are astronomical.

However, Lynn has the advantage of having a nightmare world that is a natural experimental field, so these things can be completely ignored.

Thirty times, forty times, fifty times...

Just before Lynn was about to successfully produce the 373rd dose of hemostatic medicine, he stopped.

At this moment, countless bottles of hemostatic agents were placed around him, and he looked down at the semi-finished agent in his hand.

A strange feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart.

He had a premonition that once he created this potion, he would elevate it from its original quality to a perfect level.

Unfortunately, his time in the Nightmare World has come to an end, and the potion can only remain in the semi-finished stage.

Time seemed to rewind rapidly. Lynn opened his eyes in bed, and the morning bells of White Raven Tower were already ringing.

Lynn sat up, stretched, and got off the bed.

After creating an enormous quantity of hemostatic agents in the nightmare world, Lynn woke up feeling not at all tired, but rather full of energy.

He even felt that his mental capacity had improved.

To verify this, Lynn went to the crystal ball and poured his spiritual power into it.

Spirit Scale: 0.5!

Lynn was stunned when he saw the number.

I didn't expect my mental level to actually improve by 0.1.

"Could there be such hidden perks in the nightmare world?"

He was a little confused, but he kept it in mind. Then he washed up and took care of the herbs.

After finishing some routine tasks, Lynn had some free time to start making hemostatic agents in the real world.

Having created it countless times in the Nightmare World, Lynn can now recreate it completely even with his eyes closed.

But this is not what he wanted!

What he wanted was a hemostatic agent of perfect quality that hadn't been achieved in the Nightmare World!

Lynn arranged his equipment in the most convenient position before starting to make the potion.

Everything was done according to the steps of his last potion in the Nightmare World, and there were no mistakes.

In no time, Lynn had prepared the potion to the same degree as when he left the Nightmare World.

Looking at the potion in his hand, that strange feeling that had appeared in the nightmare world resurfaced from the bottom of his heart.

Lynn knew that as long as he poured in the last bit of saber tooth root powder, he would be able to complete this perfect quality potion.

At this moment, Lynn remained calm and composed in the face of this already revealed outcome.

Lynn picked up the powder from the saber tooth root and slowly poured it into the medicinal liquid, then continuously shook the liquid to dissolve the powder.

Soon, a faint silvery-white halo began to appear on the surface of the potion in his hand, and the color of the liquid inside became incomparably bewitching. Even just one glance would make one unable to help but be drawn into it.

"Perfect quality, a success!"

After placing the high-quality hemostatic agent in a crystal bottle, Lynn cleaned all his equipment and then left the cultivation room with the agent.

He is now preparing to hand over this hemostatic medicine to complete his apprenticeship in herbal medicine.

The location for turning in the potions for the herbalist apprentice's mission wasn't far; in fact, Lynn was somewhat familiar with it.

That place was the apothecary.

On his way to the apothecary, many herbal apprentices also headed there with their own hemostatic medicines.

Most of them looked relieved, a few looked grim, and some even seemed nervous, as if the medicine in their hands wasn't their own.

Lynn ignored these people and strode to the apothecary, standing before the steward in charge of the herbalist apprentices.

"Just give me your name, your incubation room number, and the medicine, and put it on the table."

"By the way, it's best to make this potion yourself, otherwise if it's discovered, you'll become a test subject for those potion apprentices."

The steward didn't even look up, quickly repeating the same words he had spoken to all the herbalist apprentices.

"Lynn, Thirteenth Incubation Room, this is a potion I made myself."

Lynn didn't waste any words and placed the potion directly in front of the steward.

As soon as he took out the medicine, it caused an uproar.

The manager was unaware of the situation. He only noticed the apprentices' commotion and thought it was a bit noisy, so he looked up to reprimand them. But when he saw the potion in front of him, he was stunned.

"Perfect...perfect...perfect quality?!"