After leaving the noisy Angstrom City, Abel stood in the training room on the 5th floor of Orwell Palace. He had not done anything since he woke up in the morning. All he did was sit there and relax his body and spirit.
According to Master Mara, the success rate of becoming an elite alchemist was the highest at noon. Also, it was best to let your body and spirit reach their best condition before you level up. This was the experience of many elven alchemists.
Time was up. Abel's heart skipped a beat. The intermediate alchemy pattern in his mind began to shine brightly, and he focused all of his power of the will on the intermediate alchemy pattern.
Under the influence of his power of the will, the already full intermediate alchemy pattern began to glow brighter and brighter. The intermediate alchemy pattern began to soften.
This was an important step in leveling up an intermediate alchemy pattern to an elite alchemy pattern. It was also the most important step for alchemists to fail.
The golden energy formed the intermediate alchemy pattern. It had already solidified, and now he had to use his power of the will to liquefy it. If he made a single mistake, the entire intermediate alchemy pattern would collapse.
However, Abel's power of the will was very high. He could control the entire liquefy process.
As time passed, the intermediate alchemy pattern began to soften. By this point, he knew why he had to level up at noon. It was because the golden energy in the intermediate alchemy pattern was the most active.
When the entire intermediate alchemy pattern turned into a golden liquid, Abel's power of the will turned into a rune pen, and the golden liquid was the rune ink.
The only thing was, this golden liquid had to be drawn into an elite alchemy pattern in a very short period of time. Otherwise, he would lose the chance to level up.
Drawing alchemy patterns was not difficult for Abel, who had been practicing drawing rune signs and weapon runes for a long time. On top of that, he had the ability to analyze data from the world stone, so his rune pen could draw the elite alchemy pattern without any pause.
Abel did not experience any difficulties during the leveling up process. He also did not have any problems with the steps that Master Mara had mentioned. After the last stroke of the rune pen, the elite alchemy pattern flashed in a golden light and solidified in his mind.
At the same time, his Spiritual Force also increased a little, making his Spiritual Force reach 280 points.
Success! Abel had successfully promoted to an Advanced Alchemist. At this moment, his title of Master Alchemist by Honor could finally be considered as a real Master Alchemist by Honor. Before, his Master Alchemist by Honor title was more like an honor, but now that he had truly become an Advanced Alchemist by Honor, he was truly comparable to any other Master Alchemist by Honor.
He felt that the advancement process did not take long, but when he left the cultivation room, the sky outside had already darkened.
"Master, it's time for dinner!" Steward Brewer appeared beside Abel and reminded him softly.
Recently, Butler Brewer had taken over the management of the entire Orwell Palace. His management skills allowed the entire palace to operate at full speed. Although the watering system had yet to be installed, the Third Goddess Spring Water had been watering the entire Orwell Valley for many days.
Although Steward Brewer had requested for dinner to be cooked by the palace's chefs, Abel still missed the Duchy of Carmel's dishes. He was planning to arrange for Bartoli to come over and teach the chefs here.
"Brewer, follow me to the study room!" After dinner, Abel said to Steward Brewer.
On the big table in the study room, Abel opened up a lambskin map. It was the map of the Orwell Valley, and the route of the pipeline was drawn on it.
He did not come up with this by himself. He had ridden Black Wind around the entire Orwell Valley, and the battle command spirit had analyzed the valley to come up with the best route.
Although the battle command spirit was good at commanding, its calculation and analysis abilities were far superior to a normal spirit.
"The dwarfs will send a batch of materials here tomorrow. You will be in charge of receiving them and organizing the elves to lay the pipeline according to the map!" Abel said as he handed the map to Steward Brewer.
Steward Brewer took the map and looked at it carefully. He then asked about some of the details. After he understood everything, he bowed and left with the map.
At night, Abel returned to his training room. He opened the seclusion circle and entered the Dark World through the teleportation door.
On the first floor of the Lut Gholein Inn, he began to focus on making "qi cultivating potion," "body strengthening potion," "bruise clearing potion," "bone cleansing potion," "hundred turn potion," and "solid green potion."
Hradik's cube was very good at processing the ingredients. After each potion was successfully made, it would become a blue quality potion.
These were all training potions. Since they were for his Knight and Wizard followers, blue quality potions were more than enough. Most importantly, the blue quality potions he made were far more effective than other potions of the same level.
Among these potions, the "solid green potion" was an elite potion. It had the least amount of ingredients, but it was also the most precious. The rest were all intermediate potions. Although the ingredients were not cheap, Abel had a lot of them.
His method of making potions was also different from before. Now that he had the world stone fragment to increase his control and precision, he could make all of these intermediate to advanced potions in batches.
If an alchemist saw Abel's method of making potions, they would start to doubt themselves. Normal elite alchemists would have a high chance of failure even if they tried to make a single bottle of these intermediate and advanced potions. However, Abel could make them in batches without fail.
For the next few days, Abel observed the construction of the pipeline in the Orwell Valley during the day. At night, he entered the Dark World to make potions. The entire Orwell Valley was bustling with activity.
Bartoli would also send news about the Duchy of Carmel to Abel through the soul chain from time to time. Due to the restriction of the magic contract, the entire Duchy of Carmel was on track.
8 days later, under the command of Steward Brewer, the construction of the pipeline in the Orwell Valley was completed with the help of hundreds of elves.
The Orwell Spirit commanded the puppets to move the water pump and send the third goddess spring water to a water tank on the 4th floor of the palace. Then, the water pressure would be applied to all the sprinklers in the Orwell Valley.
The elves all over the Orwell Valley kept reporting the good news, and the irrigation system was running perfectly.
Since Abel still had to wait for the first batch of fruits to ripen, he was not in a hurry to leave.
The Orwell Valley was very beautiful by now. The 3 types of fruit trees had already bloomed, and the elven gardeners had released bees everywhere to pollinate all the fruit trees.
Due to the restriction of the magic contract, even if the elven gardeners had some doubts about the unnatural phenomenon of the fruit trees blooming, none of them raised any questions. They were all working hard according to the normal process.
The fragrance of flowers filled the Orwell Valley. The bees were dancing among the flowers. The Orwell Valley was showing its most beautiful side, but the elven gardeners still had no idea what they were about to see.
Time passed by. The flowers withered, and the fruit trees began to grow. Everything seemed to be accelerating.
As the fruits on the fruit trees grew bigger and bigger, the elven gardeners' faces were filled with surprise and joy.
"Master, Grand Duke Edwina and Duke Albert have sent you a teleportation request. Do you agree?" The mechanical voice of the Orwell Spirit emerged from Abel's identity card.
On the 20th day of Abel's stay in the Orwell Palace, he heard that Grand Duke Edwina and Duke Albert were about to arrive.
"Yes!" Abel connected his power of the will to his identity card and said to the Orwell Spirit.
At the same time, he had also arrived at the room with the large-scale teleportation ritual through the short-distance teleportation ritual in the room.
With a flash of white light, Grand Duke Edwina and Duke Albert appeared in the large teleportation circle.
"Grand Duke Edwina, Duke Albert, welcome to the Orwell Palace!" Abel stepped up and bowed.
"Abel, let's see how the experiment is going!" Grand Duke Edwina said with a smile.
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