The next day, the potion maker union began to bustle in the morning. Potion makers from all races, including humans, orcs, and dwarves, all showed up. Once they joined the union, potion makers from other races could use their credit points to enter the potion maker camp.
Normally, potion makers from different races would not be this extravagant. Their credit points could be used to exchange for all kinds of precious materials and potions.
However, today was different. Almost all the potion makers who thought they had what it takes were here. The potion maker camp was getting a little crowded.
Some of the potion masters who focused on research and potion making had also come. The professional potion masters of the major adept organizations had also come. The potion masters of the various empires had also come.
Master Muir yelled, "Attention, there are too many potion makers here today. The space in the potion room is limited. Only elite potion makers can enter and watch Master Bennett's demonstration!"
To be honest, he was quite frustrated. He only sent the message to the elven potion makers in the union. He did not want to expand the circle.
This was a live demonstration by Master Bennett, after all. Of course, the elven potion makers had to give this opportunity to their own people.
However, the news somehow got out, and almost all the potion makers in the Central Continent came. This made Master Muir very angry.
Originally, he wanted to let all the intermediate and elite potion makers in the elven race come and watch, but now he could only let all the elite potion makers watch.
Master Muir's words were transmitted through the potion spirit, and all the potion makers in the potion maker camp heard it. A huge uproar almost reached the clouds.
An intermediate potion maker yelled in dissatisfaction, "I can exchange all my credit points for a chance to come here. How can I go back empty-handed?"
Another orc potion maker yelled, "You're lucky. I spent a lot to gather all my credit points for a chance to come to the potion maker camp!"
Many non-elven potion makers were just here to watch the demonstration. They used their credit points to exchange for a chance to come to the potion maker camp.
"Intermediate and beginner potion masters, please take note. There will be a magic circle projection in the potion master's camp. All potion masters can watch the demonstration through the projection!" Master Muir had a headache as he discussed with the other two master potion masters.
Master Muir's words calmed the complaining potion makers down a little. At least they could see Master Bennett's potion-making process. Although it wasn't as immersive as watching it live, they could still see how a master potion maker did it. Compared to the points they had to spend, it was worth it.
This time, he didn't take a flying car. There was a teleportation circle in his new house. Although it would be a waste of energy to use a teleportation circle at this distance, there was still a top-level mana gem in his basement that no one could see.
This kind of extravagant behavior allowed him to use all kinds of formations without any scruples.
When he and his two followers appeared in the teleportation circle of the Potioneer Guild, he was shocked by the number of Potioneers in front of him.
Potioneers who could appear in the Potioneer Guild were all official potioneers. There were hundreds of potioneers in the Potioneer Guild hall.
Not all of them knew Master Bennett, so Abel's appearance didn't attract much attention.
Abel saw humans, orcs, and dwarves. They all had the same potion maker badge on their chest.
"Master Bennett!" A staff member saw Abel and bowed.
"Master Bennett! Master Bennett is here! " Before Abel could react, the potioneers around him went crazy. Master Bennett's miracle had given them a lot of confidence in potioneers. They believed that as long as they worked hard, they could also reach Master Bennett's level.
Abel decided to publicly demonstrate his master potion, so these potioneers had a chance to watch Master Bennett make a master potion. This would give them a better chance to catch up with Master Bennett.
This was why there were so many potioneers. Most of them wanted to learn from Master Bennett so they could reach Master Bennett's level.
Poly Druil and Gunter immediately tensed up. Poly Poly didn't want to unleash her rank 20 Druil energy. They were the treasures of every organization. If they got hurt, it would bring a lot of trouble to Abel.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? If you keep pushing forward, you'll be kicked out of the potioneer camp!" Master Muir appeared in the hall. His voice was amplified by the potion spirit, and it exploded in the hall.
As Master Muir yelled, the chaos in the hall suddenly stopped. Afterward, all the potioneers carefully stepped back.
"Master Muir, what's going on?" Abel asked.
He didn't understand. It had only been a day, and the potioneer union had become like this.
"Master Bennett, I just announced that you would be doing a public demonstration, and this happened!" Master Muir said helplessly.
"Didn't you say you were only targeting the potioneers of the potioneer union? How come there are so many potioneers in the union? " Abel couldn't help but ask as he looked at the hundreds of potion masters in the hall and sensed that there were more outside with his power of the Will.
"They are indeed potioneers from the union, but non-elven potioneers usually need points to enter the potioneer camp, so you can't see them normally!" Master Muir explained.
The original intention of the potioneer union was to improve the potioneering skills of the elves, but with the arrival of the demon from beyond and the establishment of the Evil Kingdom, all the races in the Central Continent began to unite.
The potioneer union of the elves was the best in the Central Continent. Because of this, the elves were forced to open up the entry requirements of the potioneer union. All potioneers could enter and enjoy the resources of the potioneer union.
This allowed a large number of non-elven potioneers to enter the union. Of course, the elves also fought for the last bottom line, which was to not allow non-elves to enter the potioneer camp as they pleased.
The reason why Bay Law City was the safest place in the Central Continent was because of the simplicity of the people here. There were only elves, and the unity of the elves made Bay Law City incomparably safe.
"Master Bennett, I'm afraid you can't do a demonstration in your potioneer room. There are too many potioneers here today. There are close to 100 elite potioneers. I've already asked you to only allow elite potioneers to watch, but your potioneer room can't hold that many elite potioneers!" Master Muir said softly.
"Master Muir, what's the arrangement of the potioneer union?" Abel was caught off guard and asked.
"I've already asked the servants to set up a set of potioneering tools and an alchemy table in the guest hall. Do you want to see if it's suitable?" Master Muir made an inviting gesture and said towards the guest hall.
The meeting hall was the biggest meeting hall of the potion maker union. It was used for large scale meetings. When Abel walked in, he realized that all the original seats had been removed. There was only an alchemy table and a cabinet in the center of the hall for materials.
"Master Bennett, this guest hall is not small, but there are close to 100 elite potioneers here, and you have to have enough space to operate, so we can only let them stand. Also, if you can stand, these elite potioneers can't just sit and watch!" Master Muir explained with a smile.
"Master Muir, let's do it here then!" Abel nodded and said.
Abel walked in front of the alchemy table. He didn't need to ask about anything else. The elves would take care of it. All he needed to do was to finish one round of potioneering.
He began to inspect the equipment. It was the same as his set of potioneering tools. He wasn't sure which master provided them.
There were a total of 5 sets of ingredients, and all of them were carefully selected. It seemed like the potioneer union had put in a lot of effort for this demonstration.
As he stood in front of the alchemy table, the elite potioneers began to enter the guest hall in an orderly manner.
Every senior pharmacist had a noble status in the outside world, but here, every senior pharmacist was extremely respectful. Their eyes were looking at the young elf in front of the alchemy table, and their eyes flashed with fanaticism.
Master Bennett was like a star among the alchemists. He appeared in a short period of time as a master potioneer, and his name spread across the Central Continent with his light healing potion. After that, he continued to make master level blue potions.
It seemed like the elite potioneers were ordered beforehand. None of them were allowed to get within 10 meters of Abel. Every elite potioneer had their own position.
These elite potioneers also had their own level and reputation. Their positions were arranged according to their level and reputation, and the elves were the first priority. This was the elves' territory, so of course, no one had any objections.
No elite potioneer spoke. Close to 100 elite potioneers from different races were all controlling their breathing. The guest hall was very quiet.
Afterward, Master Muir, Master Nolan, and Master Balfour also entered the guest hall. They stood 5 meters away from Abel's alchemy table.
Abel looked around and lowered his voice, "Potioneers, I will only demonstrate once. Also, please don't let your power of the will get within 2 meters of me. You don't want to affect my potioneering!"
Everyone present was an elite potioneer or above. Their power of the will was not weak. In order to better observe Abel's demonstration, some potioneers had already extended their power of the will. After hearing Abel's words, they carefully controlled their power of the will.
Abel gazed at the 3 masters and smiled, "I'll start now!"
"Master Bennett, please!" The 3 masters bowed and said.
At that moment, the potioneers' camp was completely silent. In the center of the plaza, a giant projection was showing the scene in the guest hall.
All the potioneers in the potioneers' camp were waiting for this important moment. Most of them had never seen a master potioneering potion in their entire lives. This was a rare experience.
"Today, I will be making a natural breathing potion. The potioneering union owns the formula. If any potioneer becomes a master potioneer, he or she can get the formula!" Abel said as he took out the ingredients for the natural breathing potion.
"There are 120 ingredients in total. I won't make any noise in the following process. Whether or not you get anything is up to you!" Abel lowered his voice as he prepared to process the ingredients.
Abel held the first ingredient in his hand and began to process it.
Processing ingredients was the most basic operation for all potioneers. Every inheritance had its own unique way of processing ingredients.
However, the 100 advanced potioneers, 3 master potioneers, and even more potioneers outside realized that Abel's method of processing ingredients was the same as the common method of the potioneering union.
It wasn't a bad method, but it was the most common method.
But soon, they realized that Abel's processing speed was very fast, and his movements were very precise. It could be said that Abel's processing process was just like what was described in the material processing book in the alchemy union.
The only thing was that the description was written in words, but Abel was doing it with his actions. This was a lot more difficult than the description in words. It was like a textbook for processing ingredients.
One hundred and twenty ingredients, two hours. All the potioneers were watching with rapt attention. In these two hours, Abel did not make a single mistake. He maintained the fastest speed he could reach.
For the intermediate and beginner potioneers, they didn't understand too much. However, for the advanced potioneers and the 3 master potioneers, it was a bit shocking.
How much physical strength did he need to maintain such a fast and balanced operation? There was a standard idea among potioneers that the freshly processed ingredients were the most suitable for potioneering.
Some ingredients would have some unknown changes after being processed for a long time, which would affect the potioneering process.
Therefore, most potioneers would process the ingredients separately. The ones that would not change would be processed first, and the ones that would change easily would be processed last.
However, for a master level potion like the natural breathing potion, which required 120 ingredients, it would be a problem to process them in a short time. What Abel was doing now was the best solution.
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