Inside a dark room in Star Lake Castle.
The gurgling sound of water vapor, accompanied by the sound of the mucus evaporating, and the crisp sound of the glass bottle hitting the iron plate, all kinds of sounds gathered together to outline the current scene in the dark room.
A large number of experiment tools, strange boiling liquid, a strange, pungent smell, Dankros, who was placed on a heat-resistant platform, and Angor, who had cast a defensive spell.
He checked the time on his pocket watch and nodded. "Should be done."
He then turned to Dankros, who still had a confused look on his face. "You can get off the platform now. Pay attention to the environment and restrain the fire. Don't burn down the room like last time. "
Dankros nodded obediently and retracted the red light around him. Then, he jumped down from the heat-resistant platform.
Dankros shook his body a few times to get rid of the dust on his body. Next, he followed Angor to a special glass box nearby to isolate himself from the steam.
"Nice. You've been quiet for the past two days. I'll have Toby play with you for half a day when we get out. Oh, and the quenching potion is in the corner. You can use it when you come out, "Angor praised Dankros and quickly looked back at the experiment table.
He poured out half a cup of gray-colored liquid from the condensation container.
Angor shook the transparent cup a little. The liquid inside was not Newtonian fluid.
"This is … Lithogen Fluid Sol."
It was an auxiliary material Fritz came up with. However, Angor did not succeed in making it. After Angor made some improvements and bought a lot of suitable materials from Ashen Time in Lloyds, he finally succeeded.
Lithogen Fluid Sol was a kind of floating gel that could seal the impact of a high-temperature explosion and absorb the heat from the outside into the inside. More importantly, it could be broken down by energy and dissolved in blood.
It could be said that it was the best partner for Boiling Blood Red Water.
Of course, it could also be used in some potions that needed to purify bloodlines. However, it was not very effective and could be replaced.
However, Lithogen Fluid Sol was absolutely necessary for Boiling Blood Water.
After making Lithogen Fluid Sol, Angor did not stay idle. He began his fourth attempt of mixing Boiling Blood Water this week.
It had been almost two weeks since he came back from Lloyds. He had tried Boiling Blood Water no less than 20 times, but he always failed due to various problems.
This time, he corrected all the problems he found earlier and adjusted the ratio of the items.
The thick pile of notes on the table showed how much effort he had put into it.
"Let's hope there won't be any new flaws this time." Angor took a deep breath and began the process.
Time Angor. During this time, Dankros had also completed the purification of the flame, and walked out of the glass box. He picked up the quenching agent that had been made into the shape of half an hourglass in the corner, and bathed in it.
The sky outside also changed from dusk to night. Then, the ink-like darkness continued to thin, and finally, the sky turned into a fish belly white.
He finally regained his senses after spending half a day working on the alchemy.
Looking at the boiling red liquid in the glass container, a smile slowly appeared on his pale face.
"It worked," Angor sighed in relief. He felt much more relaxed now.
However, at this moment, the red liquid in the glassware began to surge up, as if there was an illusion of flames coming out. It was as if the liquid was going to erupt like a volcano in the next second.
Angor was surprised. "Potion corruption!"
"Shit, I almost forgot to finish the potion!"
He quickly took out a light-colored glass bottle that looked like an ice cream cone from a pile of boxes nearby. Next, he pointed a finger at the red liquid and gently swirled it around. Then, he uttered a few ritualistic murmurs, which were not really useful. They were more like comforting words.
The red liquid that was about to erupt turned into a red fire snake and was sealed inside the ice cream cone.
He took out the wooden cork, put it on, and tightened the cap with runes on it. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
He looked at the liquid that had turned purple due to its refractive index and muttered, "I'm still too inexperienced. I almost forgot to finish the potion. Next time … I'll pay attention next time. "
The strange phenomenon caused by the potion was called "corruption". It was different from the corruption of the undead. When the potion was not finished in time, it would interact with the microorganisms in the air and cause the potion to lose its potion or even go bad.
Angor did not really forget the procedure. He put the bottle aside, which meant he already prepared for it. He just failed too many times in the past few days, so he did not get over it yet. He thought he would fail again today. However, he suddenly succeeded. His habit from the past few days prevented him from filling the bottle right away.
Luckily, he reacted in time and saved the situation.
Still, according to the Alchemy Eye, the potion's potion was not as effective as before. But at least it was still usable. It did not completely go bad.
He looked at the boiling red liquid for a moment and put it aside.
The potion itself was not valuable. Angor did not care about the potion itself. He was more interested in the formula of the potion, which he modified over and over again.
He cleaned up the mess on the table and took out a new piece of parchment. He copied the potion formula from the last page of the handbook onto the new paper.
He was going to give the formula and the bottle of boiling blood-red water to Fritz.
The new formula was very different from Fritz's original one. Even if Angor claimed that he created it himself, it would still be reasonable. However, Angor was not a thick-skinned person. The new formula was still based on Fritz's idea. The core of the formula was similar. Angor considered Fritz as a "repairman" who "fixed" the defective formula so that it could be used again. The potion would still belong to Fritz.
After copying the formula, Angor stretched himself.
He spent almost two weeks either in the mirror space or in the dark room crafting potions. Even someone as tough as Angor felt a little tired.
But it was all worth it.
The potion was not useful to him, but it was a great tool for making money. It could also help his brother Rein. More importantly, with this innovative potion as a starting point, Angor officially stepped into the door of Apothecary.
Modifying the formula, fixing the flaws during the crafting process, and the experience he gained during this time were all valuable treasures. It would lay a solid foundation for him to craft other potions or create new ones in the future.
Of course, Angor was happy.
However, the laziness in his mind and spirit gave him a chance to feel tired.
He had been ignoring the tiredness for the past few days. But today, he did not. He yawned, leaned against the chair, and fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was already three o 'clock in the afternoon.
It had been a long time since he woke up on his own. Angor felt refreshed.
He looked around and saw Dankros lying in a corner. It seemed that the man was also sleeping. Or rather, he was too high. The bottle of quenching potion beside him was completely empty.
Angor shook his head and sighed while looking at Dankros' intoxicated face. "If you're really addicted, it's not like what Magoo told me. Next time, I'll have to reduce the supply of quenching potion. Also, look at his upper body … Tsk, why is it so dirty? "
"But …" Angor looked at Dankros' wrist. "Am I hallucinating? Why do I feel like Dankros' wrist has grown longer?"
Did he grow up?
Angor did not know much about elemental creatures, so he did not think too much about it. He shook his head and put his thoughts aside.
He wanted to wake Dankros up, but since Dankros had been doing alchemy for him every day, it saved him a lot of effort. So, he decided to let Dankros sleep for a while.
"Dankros' fire isn't bad. It's only a little weaker than Korokro's," Angor mumbled as he walked out of the dark room.
Usually, he would be teasing Mirror's Grudge at this time. But today, he decided to take a break. He would go to Saint Sem City first and give the formula for Blood Boiling Water to Fritz. When he came back, he would design a blueprint to test the crazy hat's coronation.
He would give Mirror's Grudge more time to rest. Maybe Mirror's Grudge could come up with a new ability to surprise him in the mirror dimension.
With that in mind, Angor left the Star Lake Castle.
According to his plan, he was going to Saint Sem City. However, something unexpected happened. As soon as he took to the air, he sensed something inside his bracelet.
He reached his spirit sensor inside and quickly found the source of the disturbance — Torras, who was inside the Church of the Deceased.
After asking a few questions, Torras told Angor that Ness wanted to see him.
He didn't want Angor to bring the stone slab. Instead, he wanted to discuss something with Angor. Besides, Iron Granny was also there.
Although Ness didn't say what it was, Angor believed that the other two teams had already received news about Angor's whereabouts. If he traveled at full speed, he should have arrived at Felon Continent or Sidero Mist Island by now.
If Ness only wanted to see him, Angor could go to Saint Sem City first and come back later. But since Iron Granny was also there, Angor didn't want to keep her waiting.
He decided to return to Star Lake Castle and find Freud, who was helping Sunny practice her soul tricks. Angor handed the potion formula and the bottle of Blood Boiling Water to Fritz.
With that done, Angor used Nightmare Illusion to enter the dream wasteland.
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