"President Balbo, can I give it a try?" Just when the group of pharmacists were looking at each other, hoping for someone to give them a demonstration, the voice of a young man came from the crowd.
"This is …" Balbo frowned. The young man who stood out from the crowd seemed a little unfamiliar. As the president of the Pharmacists Guild, Balbo could be said to be extremely familiar with the pharmacists of the Felan Kingdom. He even had a close relationship with Hoffman. However, Balbo had no impression of the young man who stood up.
"Hello, President Balbo. I'm Milo from the Thunder City Guild of Magic."
"Oh, so it's Mage Milo …"
"President Balbo, you're too kind." Under Balbo's gaze, Milo appeared to be unusually calm, but the hands that were hidden under the robe were already clenched into fists.
When Old Grimm wrote down the formula, Milo already knew that it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. At that moment, he almost fainted from happiness. Milo had never thought that there could be such a coincidence in this world. Could it be that the formula of all pharmacists in the Pharmacists Guild, or even the entire Felan Kingdom, was so similar to the one he had seen by chance in the library of Thunder City?
The most important thing was that the one he had seen by chance in the library was even more detailed than the one in Balbo's hands. Not only were there all sorts of techniques, there were also many pharmacists' own insights on it.
In the past ten years, be it himself or Mentor Amman, they had been trying to formulate the potion mentioned on it.
To the two of them, that formula was like a treasure. Every technique mentioned on it made them gasp in amazement. Ten years of research not only allowed Amman to secure his position as a senior pharmacist, but also allowed Milo to reach the peak of an intermediate pharmacist in his twenties. Perhaps in a few years' time, he could complete his breakthrough and become a senior pharmacist who was as respected as his mentor. After that, he would naturally become a pharmaceutics Master. If he could really become a pharmaceutics Master, even Andoine would not dare to reprimand him, not to mention his apprentice Felic.
Who was that Felic? In terms of magical ability, he was already a level-13 Magic Shooter, and it was just around the corner for him to break through to the Archmage realm before the age of 30. In terms of pharmaceutical knowledge, he had reached the peak of the intermediate level, and could become a senior pharmacist at any time. What did that Felic have? He didn't even understand the High Elves Language. Look at what he had just done. That fatty had called out that he didn't understand the High Elves Language, and everyone in the guild hall was staring at him. If it were him, he would have been so embarrassed that he would have killed himself.
The only thing he had that was better than him was luck.
He was lucky to have met a good teacher.
As a disciple of a Legendary-mage, even if he was not as hardworking or smart as him, his teacher would naturally arrange everything for him. What he had to do was to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor. To put it bluntly, he was just a good-for-nothing who had nothing better to do.
"Pfft, other than luck, you are not even fit to carry my shoes!" While standing in front of the potion table, Milo glanced at Lin Li from afar. Even a blind person could see the provocation in his gaze.
"Idiot …" Lin Li rubbed his nose and lowered his head. It was really difficult to pique someone like Milo.
"Mage Milo, please." Balbo's mood was really good today. When Milo walked to the potion table, Balbo even personally handed him a clean beaker.
"Thank you, President Balbo." When Milo received the beaker, his fingers were already trembling slightly. He knew that he was one step closer to success. President Balbo personally handed him the beaker, which meant that he really appreciated him. If he could really complete this formula, it would not be difficult for him to apply to join the Pharmacists Guild.
As long as he succeeded in joining the Pharmacists Guild, everything would be much easier. With his own hard work and his own intelligence, it would be just a matter of time before he made a name for himself in the Pharmacists Guild. At that time, even Andoine would have to look at him!
Success or failure, it all depended on this.
Milo suppressed the excitement in his heart, and carefully sorted the 10 herbs. Although his movements were not as skilled as Hoffman's, it was already considered commendable at his age. The same Dragon Tongue Orchid and Silverleaf Grass were placed together, and the same herbs were handled separately.
After that, it was completely different from Hoffman's.
The entire concoction process was exactly the same as described in the formula. The Thousand Leaf Grass was carefully mashed, and then mixed with the juice of the Concentration Flower. After that, it was poured into the Mithril crucible, and a long heating process began. During this process, Milo had been carefully adjusting the flame temperature. It was as if he had measured it accurately. Every adjustment was just right for the juice in the crucible to be close to boiling, but not to the extent of producing bubbles. At the same time, his other hand did not stop. The Dragon Tongue Orchid was first placed into the crucible, followed by the Void Flower, and then the Thousand-Knot Vine …
The completely step-by-step process stunned the group of pharmacists.
This mage called Milo seemed to have overestimated himself.
How could it be easy to completely grasp the balance of 10 herbs? Not to mention a young kid in his twenties, even the senior pharmacists present who had spent decades on pharmaceutics would not dare to try this. Did he not see it just now? A few pharmacists went up one after another, and all of them were trying to take a shortcut. Could it be that he thought that his skills were better than everyone present?
But very soon, the group of pharmacists was speechless.
It was because they clearly saw that there was not a single mistake in the entire concoction process. From the beginning to the end, every detail was taken care of, and every change had been dealt with. As a result, the entire concoction process was shockingly fast. Before everyone could react, Milo had already added the ninth herb into the crucible. Seeing a Sunflower being swallowed by the boiling liquid and emitting a weak flame, the group of pharmacists could not hold it in anymore.
"Oh my god, he succeeded again …"
Out of the 10 herbs, nine had been added, and there were no accidents. This also meant that he only needed to add the last Moonlight Grass, and this unprecedentedly difficult formula would be completely completed in the hands of this young man.
Milo's eyes were fixed on the boiling liquid in the crucible. He held a Moonlight Grass in his hand, but he did not dare to put it in. This last step was too crucial. It was related to whether he could gain Balbo's recognition, and whether he could join the Pharmacists Guild that he had dreamed of.
Almost everyone's gazes, including Balbo, fell on Milo at the same time. Everyone wanted to see if this young mage could actually complete the last step.
"Sigh …" Lin Li sighed slightly when he saw this.
Honestly speaking, Milo being able to reach this step had already exceeded his expectations.
But it was a pity that he still failed, because he had yet to put in the Moonlight Grass.
"Felic …" At this time, even Andoine was a little nervous. He stood behind Lin Li, and very softly asked, "Do you think this kid called Milo can do it?"
Lin Li glanced at Milo, who was in front of the potion table, and did not speak. He only shook his head lightly.
From the moment Milo pinched the Moonlight Grass and hesitated, Lin Li knew that he had already failed.
The final step of the Void Power Potion could be said to be the simplest step. They only needed to place the Moonlight Grass in the instant the Sun Flower emitted a fiery light to counteract the scorching heat emitted by the Sun Flower itself, and the entire Void Power Potion would be considered complete. However, this step was also the one that tested one's confidence the most. Without absolute confidence, who would dare to place the Moonlight Grass in the next step without hesitation?
Back when Lin Li was in the Endless World, he had been stuck at this step for a long time. For at least three days, he had been troubled by this last step. Until the last day, he was also annoyed. Just as the flames of the Sunflower emitted, he made up his mind and put in the Moonlight Grass.
After that, a bottle of Void Power Potion was produced.
But it was not surprising. Those who had not experienced it would find it hard to understand that feeling.
Unfortunately, Milo could be said to have done well, but he fell at the last step.
Lin Li could not help but shake his head …
"Kid, you have guts!" Just at this time, Lin Li suddenly heard a voice in his mind. It sounded sharp and sharp, like a knife scraping on a bone. "How dare you imprison the great Soul Trader!"
"F * ck!" Lin Li almost went crazy on the spot, and a curse immediately escaped his mouth.
Then, Lin Li seemed to hear a dull sound.
But now, he could not care so much anymore. Connoris, this bastard. He was already locked in the Ring of Endless Storm, and yet he could still come out and cause trouble. While Lin Li desperately urged his mana to suppress the trace of abnormality rising from the Ring of Endless Storm, he communicated with Connoris through mental strength. "F * ck, Connoris, are you trying to rebel?"
"Kid, let me tell you. Although I'm only a soul now, the dignity of a Greater Demon cannot be blasphemed. If you still don't let me out of this damn ring, even if I can't do anything to you, I will use my voice to annoy you to death!"
"…" Lin Li listened and rolled his eyes. He thought to himself, You're thinking about dignity now? When Sir Osric killed you and sealed you in the hammer, why didn't you think of dignity? When I mistakenly entered the Eternal Furnace and brought you out, why didn't you think of dignity?
This bastard is really going to rip off the tiles if he hasn't been beaten for three days. It's not easy for me to get along with him, and yet you still dare to do such a thing. Fine, didn't you want to come out? I'll do as you say and let you out of the Ring of Endless Storm. I'll see what else you can do.
"Okay, okay, okay. Connoris, I promise you that I will definitely let you out by today. How about that?"
"Really?" There was a hint of suspicion in Connoris' voice. He was very clear about the personality of the kid who was talking to him. To put it nicely, he was cautious, but to put it bluntly, he was suspicious. If he agreed to anything directly, you had to be careful of being plotted against by him.
"Forget it if you don't believe me …" Lin Li was not in the mood to test him, because he had clearly heard someone calling his name.
"Then you must remember …" Connoris did not dare to ask anymore. If he was not forced into a corner, he would not want to offend this young man. After all, he still had a lot of things to rely on him in the future. Not to mention other things, just a new body alone would require him to reach the Legendary-realm.
"Got it, got it. If there's nothing else, hurry back to the ring …" Lin Li cut off the communication impatiently.
Who knew that the moment he raised his head, he would see Milo pouncing towards him.
"F * ck!" Lin Li was shocked. What happened to this fella? Why did he become crazy all of a sudden?
"I'll kill you!" Milo's eyes were bloodshot. He held a broken piece of the beaker tightly in his hand. The glass had cut his palm, and blood was gushing out from the wound. But Milo was not aware of it. He was like a mad tiger as he pounced towards Lin Li. His other empty hand was strangling Lin Li's neck. It looked like he really wanted to kill Lin Li.
"Let … Let go!" Caught off guard, Lin Li was strangled by Milo, and he almost couldn't catch his breath. He managed to squeeze the words "let go" out of his throat with much difficulty, but his face was already flushed red from the suffocation.
"Bastard, you ruined my potion. I must kill you!" Milo was already in a state of madness. He did not listen to a single word that Lin Li said.
This time, Lin Li's anger rose too.
I'm telling you nicely, but you don't want to listen? Then don't blame me for being rude!
In his rage, Lin Li did not try to reason with Milo. He pulled away the arm that was strangling his neck with one hand, and then kicked him from below …
"Bang!" A muffled sound silenced the entire guild pharmacy.
A group of pharmacists looked at each other. No one would have thought that this seemingly weak mage would have such a terrifying power. This kick sent Milo flying at least six or seven meters away. This, this, this … Is this the power that a mage should have? Could this fella be a warrior wearing a robe?
The power of a Guru Blacksmith was at least equivalent to a level-five warrior. How could a mage like Milo be able to withstand such a solid kick in the stomach? After the kick, Milo lay on the ground weakly. He arched his body like a shrimp. Painful moans came out of his throat continuously, and there were a few vicious curses in between.
"You're crazy …" Lin Li adjusted his crumpled robe, and cursed inexplicably.
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